I Have A Job For You (1/1)

Taemin was lost again. He was following Jonghyun and then the man disappeared and...now he was lost. Again. Donghae always had to keep Taemin close otherwise the boy would wonder off and find himself like a lost child. He remembered the first time he got seprated from his brother when he was 12. Donghae had taken him out to the fair ground to cheer him up as after their parents passed Taemin was inconsolable and would spend all day inside. His brother took his hand and made him get showered and dressed, then it was on to the fair. He kept a tight grip on Donghaes hand for most of it but then he spotted a cotton candy machine. Soft pink and delicious he couldn't help himself, Taemin had a huge sweet tooth-if the three cavities he's had are any indication. So being 12 and wanting to be rebellious he let go of his brothers hand and walked over using his small amount of money that Donghae gave him to buy some candy floss. He was so proud of himself as he thanked the man and took a huge bite of the flossy goodness and wanting to show off to Donghae that he'd bought it himself. But when he turned around there was too many people and he couldn't find his brother. He called out for him again and again but he couldn't see him anywhere. Forgetting about his candy floss he dropped it and ran through the crowded fair ground calling his brothers name, tears running down his face scared he had lost his brother aswell and he that was alone. But then he heard his own name being called over by the Hall Of Mirrors and as he got closer there was his brother running towards him and he flew into Donghaes arms and his brother kept saying, 'Where were you? Don't you know to stay close to me?' Taemin sobbed into his shoulder and said, 'I'm sorry hyung...' Recalling the memory Taemin blinked and noticed his eyes and cheeks were wet. He quickly used the sleeve of his jacket to wipe his face real quick and then he heard a familiar deep voice, 'Are you ok?' Taemin turned away and said, 'I'm fine. Just...nothing.' He heard Minho move closer and then a tissue appeared in front of him. 'Tears aren't a crime.' The boy took the tissue and wiped his eyes again mumbling his thanks and then the guard said, 'I take it you got lost again?' Taemin avoided his eye and said, 'No...I was just wondering.' The guard appeared in front of him and said, 'I am glad I found you. I need you to come with me.' With that the man took Taemins arm and steered him down the hall way which looked exactly like every other one in this place and Taemin wondered how he was able to navigate this maze. He taken down some stairs and then he could smell something cooking. His stomach growled with happiness as they entered the kitchen and Minho said, 'Sit.' Not a request, sounded like an order. But Taemin sat anyway too worn out to get into it with this guy. He watched with fascination as the big guard went around the kitchen and made him a chicken sandwich, grabbed an apple and placed in front of him and said, 'Eat. And listen I have something to tell you.' Taemin took a bite feeling like he hadn't eaten in days and Minho said, 'I want to apologise first. The first time we met I was not very...welcoming to you.' Taemin couldn't speak as his mouth was too full but he just waved his hand and the older man smiled a tiny bit. Wow, the statue has emotions. 'Anyway, what I wanted to tell you is the upmost importance. You must promise you will never utter a word of what I am about to tell you. Promise me Taemin.' He gave the younger a really intense look and it made him a bit uncomfortable but he nodded anyway and said, 'Yes. I promise.' The soldier sat for a second and said, 'In this realm, there are two seperate Kingdoms. Red and White one ruled by of course the Red One and the other...by the White Queen.' Taemin took a bite of his apple and said, 'So...what's the deal they don't get along?' Minho sighed and ran a hand over his short black hair, 'Not in so many words. You see the two were once united but the Red One became Heartless, and has ever since wanted to overthrow the White Queen and take her power for his own. He almost succeeded but he failed and it nearly cost his life.' Taemin swallowed his food and said, 'I don't understand. Why are you telling me this?' Minho shifted in his seat and said, 'Long ago when the two were in union, the Red One became jealous of the White Queens power, her goodness sickened him and he wanted to take it for himself and rule over all Wonderland himself. But while he was planning this he lost himself, the person that the Queen knew didn't exist anymore and he became like I said...Heartless.' Taemin felt a shiver down his spine and said, 'So...he doesn't have a heart?' Minho shook his head sadly and he said, 'When a person commits crimes, their heart blackens and soon they become something else. The Red One did many horrible things which if I told you I'm sure that apple would make a guest appearance.' Taemin did feel the food he had just eaten like a huge pile in his stomach but he said, 'Go on...' Minho sat closer and said, 'In answer to your question, no the Red One has no heart. He tore it out himself and the result is this...' He gestured to the red lit kitchen and said, 'This is no artificial light, but a result of the Red Ones madness...only one thing in the entire realm can fix it.' Taemin gulped really feeling that apple coming back and said, 'What's that?' Minho looked down and said, 'One with a pure heart...if the Red One consumes a pure heart...he will live. But only one person alive has such a heart.' Taemin looked at him and he guessed the solider knew what he wanted to ask. 'The White Queen...his twin sister.'  Key couldn't see anything...the sweat was blinding him. He stumbled down the hall way still in his pjs and covered in sweat feeling like he couldn't breathe. He had to get to his room...his wand was there and it was his strength. 'AH!' His chest was throbbing in pain and he knew if he had a heart in there it would be beating into overdrive and he would think he was having a heart attack. But no, this was the cause of his own making. His condition was getting worse...was this what dying slowly felt like? The pain was like nothing he had ever felt like before...maybe he was finally dying...the last thing he recalled was someone calling his name before he blacked out...