-This has not been edited yet.- "Hector?" I question softly. "What are you doing here? I thought you were dead!" I got up and went to the front of the cell, feeling a little relieved that he was alive. Wait, when did he get his arm back? "Hector, your arm, it's back how? How did you get away from them?" He just scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Are you that naive? I'm with them. Everything has been staged from the beginning; it was just magic hiding my arm." I gasped at this and backed away from the front of the cell. "How could you?" He smiled at this. "I want more. More power, more recognition, immortality." I'm disgusted. He betrayed his family, all of us. "You're a horrible pathetic person." He opened up the door and stalked towards me. I really need to keep my mouth shut. It wasn't

