Seeds of Despair pt 4

*Repaying the Child's smile with one of his own, Lord Thanatos bows his head slightly, the lantern-staff changes form slightly at his touch, corresponding to the cloak the boy often wore. Task done, the god returns the Lantern-staff to its place in the corner, to await the boy’s awakening once again and, as silently as he came, Lord Thanatos leaves the grounds, with little to no evidence of his visit remaining, but for his gifts and a new found spark in the partner of his chosen.*

*A few hours roll around, and the Child climbs back into bed, snuggling back into the Boy’s warmth, deep in thought for the moment. They close their eyes, considering the events that had transpired, ad what he had learned from the death god*

Child [Inner Thoughts]: To think that ‘He’ could do something like this. Though….*Sighing* actually, it shouldn’t be as surprising as it is. What’s more surprising is ‘He’ hasn’t tried something like this before. Considering what ‘He’ once was...it would have been a simple process. What held ‘Him’ back from doing this before now? Has ‘He’ become desperate? Has ‘He’ abandoned all pretense of what ‘He’ once was, and so, despite any prior vows ‘He’ once had, has begun to plant suggestions? Mother might know, since she knew ‘Him’ before all this, so might be aware if ‘He’ has broken from his role. I know it’s….not a subject she likes to think about, but….

*The Child sighs, turning their attention to the Boy, instead, gently running their fingers through his hair*

Child [Inner Thoughts]: No….uncomfortable as it might make her, she knows well enough that this is war. Unless it’s relevant to fate, she has no reason to hold back on vital information...I’ll….ask her. But….not right now. After everything, my first priority should be to make sure that my love is well, and that Lord Thanatos’ actions have done their job. Not that I doubt him, but where ‘He’ is concerned, and where my love is concerned, it’s better to be safe than sorry.

*The Boy begins to stir slightly, still clinging onto the edge of his dream, but slowly a sent, his favorite scent brings him back to reality.*

Boy: *Small whisper sound* Don’t… don’t wanna wake up yet…

Child: *Chuckling slightly, rest their hand on his head* Then sleep a little longer. We have time, love.

Boy: Don't wanna go to bed either…. Up now… smells nice…. Warm... Umm…

Child: *Trying not to laugh louder, in case it disturbed the boy* Then what do you want, love?

Boy: ...Don’t know? You? Yeah want [The Child’s nickname], is that ok? *Sleepy puppy eyes*

Child: *Pulling the boy into a tighter embrace* That’s fine. I’m yours to have whenever you like.

Child [Inner Thoughts]: Let’s see how he reacts in three….two...one...

Boy: Yay! Wait….. WHAT!!!! You perceive god of fertility!!!!!

Child: *Laughing* I assure you, I meant it in the purest of ways. Which one of us is the perverted one, the one who speaks in innocence or the one who interprets it in another way?

Boy: *Grabbing the Child robes* Bull Shit!  You and i both know what you meant! Perv, don't weasel your way out of it!! Dummy!

Child: *Still laughing and not even attempting to protect themself* I assure you *Pfft* my….my integrity…. *giggle* and honour would *pft* N-never have me say such….such wicked t-*giggle* things!

Boy: Hmph!! *Steals covers* Liar! As punishment, I'm taking the covers!!!

*With a twinge of pink on his cheeks the boy cocoons himself in the covers, in a somewhat nostalgic fashion. The Child just chuckles, but shifts on the bed, so that they are half lying on top of the Boy, resting their head in their hands, smiling smugly with half lidded eyes*

Child: Love you, [Boy’s Name]

Boy: HUMP! You're not getting out of it so easily, dummy head!

Child: Still love you, [Boy’s Name]

Boy:*pout*... Ignoring you! Dummy head

Child: ~Looooooove you, [Boy’s Name]

Boy: AGGGGH!!!! I get it, I get it! Geeeeeeez! Stupid [Child's nickname].... It’s freezing!!!

Child: Ah, I was wondering why your reactions were….*smirking* a little on the chilly side.

*The Boy grabs both of their pillows and throws them at the child’s face, knocking him back slightly*

Boy: No! Just god NO!

Child: Which god are you saying no to again? *Grinning now*

Boy eye twitching he grabs a pillow and begins to 'whap' the Child repeatedly, till feather erupt from its stuffing, the Child keels over in hysterics in a laughing fit.*

Child: If you wanted to warm up through exercise, you could have told me. Though….you know, if you wanted to be warmer, you could have put clothes on instead.  

Boy: Huh? EH!!!! Eeep! PERVERT!!! DON'T LOOK!!!!

*the boy scrambles to his feet, trying to grab one of the robes from a nearby chair, then feels a fain ace at his hips, freezing for the moment before turning around slowly to see his lovers deep grin*

Child: *Wiggles eyebrows with a chuckle*

Boy: You know, right now, you’re the definition of the worst!!!!!

Child: Ah, I shall bear my sins solemnly. *Trying not to smirk*

Boy: You and I both know you don't mean that in the slightest! By the way... *Slowly draping a robe around himself, he cocks his head to the side* did Master come by? It seems…. Hm... my weapons changed, I think? No...he did, he did come by! *Finally feeling the weight on his right ear* Ah… he must have sensed the same disturbance from earlier… then decided to check up on his goodfornothing shadow, huh?

*The child quickly flicks the boy on the forehead*

Child: Don’t say it like that. He had heard about events, but he wanted to help you. And I believe that he also came for another reason. We spoke for a little while. *He indicated the lantern staff* He said you’d know what he did?

Boy: *Rubbing his forehead, he walks over the the weapon* Well, the design’s different, but apart form that, I don’t see anything that could be it.

*The boy attempts to pick up the tool, but realises its new additional weight. It forces the boy to reposition both himself and the weapon. The lantern opens and sweet perfume emits from the casing*

Boy:... Well, I wasn't expecting the weight… feels like I’m carrying another man! But this scent… it’s his…my other favorite smell, the type to calm crying children and sooth the soul.

I assume he’s raised the bar. I can’t handle his real weapon yet, so it’s a downgraded version. His one...well, let’s just say not even Thor can lift it. And both the light and aroma it gives off… its breath taking.

Child: ...I almost wish that I could perceive the things you can….but the soul has never truly been my domain. Beyond the moment life begins, I am unable to see the things you can. It must be a beautiful thing to perceive. *They smile slightly* I know that the little I see makes me believe that the world you can see so often must be wonderful.

Boy: Not all the time. There are the exceptions, but… Oh, when the stars aline, I can actually show you. There are some conditions that must be met, but it is possible.

*Flopping into the Child’s arms*

Boy: The souls I gather are pure. Their glow is breathtaking, especially in the river, and outside my chamber in the underworld. The souls flow freely there, like a mighty waterfall, some dance like fireflies, too, but then others just simply fade into nothingness. Beautiful and tragic. Just like life, I guess.

*A sad smile appears across the boy lips, as he thinks back to a long buried memory.*

Child: Indeed. Life is a little like that. But it is in its fleetingness that it becomes so beautiful.

*They both look at each other and smile, before hearing the cockerel cry, bringing them to their senses. The day had just begun as they, fully dressed, crossed the camp, the early morning breeze flutters throughout the barracks, slowly bringing with it new life. The pair approach the dining tent and are greeted to a band of semi drunk soldiers.*

Boy: Morning gentlemen… Ah... Don't you think it's too early to drink? Or have you been drinking all night?

Drunken Soldier 1: Morning *hic*  ma’ lady…. Plez bear us no mind…

Drunken Soldier 2: Yeah, we’re mourning… mourning over loss

Boy: I’m sorry. What, or whom, rather, did you lose?

Drunken soldier 3: *Staggers up the the Child* Master…. Master! How could you? *Tearing up* How could you defile our sweet fairy?!

Drunken Soldier 4: Yeah, master… We never had a chance... that’s why you always had her in your tent, huh? *Tears flow* Damn it! We never got a chance to make a move!

Drunken Soldier 1: I wanted to keep our fairy pure, just like the angel she was - no… SHE is our saint! ‘n’ master you tainted ‘er… WHY!!!!!!!! I wish I never patrolled by your tent…. Waaaaaaa!!!!

Boy: *Blush*

*The Child is unable to do anything but stare, baffled, for a long moment, before finally crosses their arms in their sleeve, cocking a brow, before offering a closed eyed smile, that, despite seeming quite pleasant, made the area seem very threatening all of a sudden*

Child: Hm….so, I have to wonder….That tent is pretty well fortified. So then, how, precisely, were you even able to hear through the wards, I wonder? Were you, perhaps, hoping for a sight? Or, perhaps, were wanting to ‘try your chances’? Or, were you even exercising training as a voyeur instead of a scout? Hm, I do wonder….

*All four soldiers remain silent before one brave bastard speaks up*

Drunken Soldier 1: I would never!!!!!!! I just wanted to see if our fairy needed anything to make her more... comfortable...

Child: *Seeming to smile even more ‘pleasantly’* Oh? Comfortable in what way? You would enter a lady’s chamber, knowing she was, likely, either going to prepare to or was sleeping? To check she was….’comfortable’. When you are a male. When she could be in any stage of undress. Is that right, friend?

Drunken Soldier 1: N-no! My intentions were pure! I swear! I would never do anything to dishonour our angel, unlike a certain master, laying his paws all over her. *Turns the the ‘girl(?)’ resting his hand on ‘her’ shoulder* I-if it ever gets hard, come to papa, ok?! I’ll protect you.  

Child: *To the Boy* And this, my dear, is what we call the pervert voice. See? This is why you can never judge appearances. After all, while his intentions might be pure, I can’t say much for his eyes...or his hands...His ears definitely weren’t.

Drunken soldier 1: Don’t twist my intent, Master!!!!!

Child: Oh, so you weren’t patrolling around a magically warded tent, and going through the ward to hear anything that you could tell to others then? You weren’t approaching said tent with the intent to meet a ‘lady’ who could be sleeping? And you weren’t just claiming ‘she’ could *Ahem* ‘Come to papa’?

Drunken Soldier 1: I… ah…. Don’t say it that way, Master…. Now you’re just bein’ mean! *Tears up again!!*

Drunken Soldiers: You’re digging your own grave, man, just give it up!!!

Boy: Uh….. Master, please be nice….

Child: Oh, very well….It’s probably for the best, anyway, considering what many of the other goddesses might say knowing there are perverts around. Oh, but, one last thing *Expression turns ‘Pleasant’ again* Spread this around and they’ll never find your body, are we clear, ‘friends’?

Boy: Damn it, Master! I said be nice! Be nice!

Child: But I am being nice. I was just coaching them on a good life lesson. After all, we wouldn’t want to cause riots, would we? I believe I’m being quite….nice.

Boy: Life lesson… huh? *Sigh* You know, there are ways…. You know what, never mind… that particular ‘smile’ is never good. *Cocks head back* I’m going to get us breakfast, so seriously. PLAY NICE.

Child: Sure, sure. I’ll behave...

*With that the boy sets off to the canteen*

Child:...Badly *Smirking*

*The Child chuckles, before turning to the soldiers, his expression serious*

Child: Joking aside, breath no word of this. Not to any other friends, not to family, not to acquaintances. We are not going to let anything interfere in our professional interactions, so no one needs to know what we may do otherwise. If I hear anyone make a peep about even a hint of this, I will come and find you. And you should hope that Mother will be feeling merciful that day. Are. We. Clear?

Drunken Soldiers: Sir!

*With that, the frightened party bolts, leaving the pair alone. The Boy returns with both their meals, a delicious array fit for royals*

Boy: Strange, they seemed to be giving the Masters a slightly better and larger meal than last time. They even gave me the same set. Granted, it's slightly smaller, but... It looks fantastic. Did you hire a new cook, or…. Hey, where did everybody go?

Child: I’m afraid that they remembered they had some duties to attend to, so needed to start sobering up. No rest for the wicked, as the saying goes. As for cooks…..I’ll admit I’m not sure. It’s not something that’s in my jurisdiction, beyond occasionally providing ingredients. It’s possible?

Boy: Hm.. Strange. *Holding out a forkful of scrambled eggs to the child lips* But this does look and smell delicious, so let's at least enjoy our alone time while we have it.

Child: *Takes a bite from the fork, humming in appreciation* It tastes delicious, too. Well then, shall we? *They indicate a place to sit*

*The boy happily sits next to the Child, both enjoying their meal together. After an eventful few hours, a new face emerges in the camp with a goal and a mission in mind. They hastily make there way into the dining hall in search of the pair*

Visitor: Ah, My lords, I have a decree from the Mother I wish to inforce with your help.

Boy: Not even a hello. Seems that woman hasn't taught you manners, huh? Typical - the timing is impeccable as ever.

Child: Unfortunately war doesn’t grant time for pleasantries. Very well, what is the decree?

Visitor: Well-

[END]

Seeds of Despair pt 3

--- Last Time ---

*Enchanted by their smile, the boy gives the Child a brief kiss*

Boy: Yeah… I believe in us, too, so let's give this all we have *Wrapping arms around the Child's neck*

Child: *Pulling the boy in closer* Everything and more, my love, everything and more.

*With that, they capture the boy’s mouth in another, lingering kiss*

--- Child’s Tent, Main Camp, Unknown Location ---

*A warm breeze flutters throughout the tent, the sound of faint pleasure rings in the air, as the pair reassure each other of their bond, chasing away their doubts with euphoria.Their fingers intertwine as the feeling of supple flesh and ragged breath brings them to the edge of their own ecstasy, though they remember their vows to their respective patrons, and restrain themselves from pushing just that little further into true bliss. Deep into the night*

*The moon glow radiates in the sky drowning out the faint flicker of the stars, bathing the campsite in a gentle silvery light. Other than the guards, who remain still, silent as shadows, the peace of the campsite remains unbroken. The shadows, however, are not as still as they may appear. A coolness tinges the air, a strange feeling, not threatening, but oddly quiet, gentle, like an endless peace. The darkness seems more solid, darker than dark, yet there is no true foreboding, and by the time the guards glance it’s way, the shadows have returned to the way they once were.*

*A short while past since the lovers…. ‘Nightly activity’, the Child, fighting the urge to hold the small bundle in his arms, gently caresses the curled locks that laces between their fingers, their hue seemed to glisten like starlight now. After placing one last airy kiss on the boys lips, they begrudgingly leave his side, slowly making their way to the side lamp, faintly  leaning its glow to their work space. A few moments go by as they read through paperwork, sign document and write letters to their fellow commanders. The lantern in the corner of the tent begins to grow brighter than the sun for just a moment, then fade to nothingness as its position changes. The Child quickly turns back to see a robed being soothing the boy’s hair, the lantern-staff clutched in its masculine hand*

Being: Such a pitiful situation you find yourself in, my dear, it seems. For now, you  have had a moment of clarity. I suppose it was thanks to them, no?

*The Child, alarmed at first, begins to realize how tenderly the figure treated the boy. As they watched, the Child began to realize the atmosphere of the room, a feeling that few gods could possess. Hoping to to disturb the Boy from his much needed rest, the Child steps forwards, respectfully as possible. If this was who they believed, then they deserved the highest respects*

Child: Even if we have not met in person, there is no living thing that does not know you. You...you are Lord Thanatos, are you not?

Child [Inner Thoughts]: While I am not a creator in the way Mother is, I am a god often linked to Life. It is impossible not to sense when one’s antithesis is close by. This is [Boy’s Name]’s master.

Child: Did...Mistress Venus speak with you?

Lord Thanatos: If that is what you wish to call me, then yes, my child. And no, I came  because I sensed this little bud beginning to wither. Thought beginning to taint his being. I would rather him come with me than face ‘Him’ and his brand of seduction, *sigh* but then again, I don't wish to separate the two of you quite yet. You seem to be a good influence on this little bud. For that, I thank you.

Child: Ah….thank you? I hope that I am able to help as much as possible. I never want Him to harm my love. Even so, I also wouldn’t want to stand in the way of his safety, either. I hope that, whatever I’m able to do, it will help until we can find a way to free him of His influence….Speaking of that, my lord, is there any headway on that front? I’m afraid that we only heard of this ourselves yesterday, thanks to Mistress Venus, but from what she has said, it seems these ‘Seeds’ have been around for some time? Is...that true?

Lord Thanatos: *Chuckle* The ‘Seeds’ of which you speak are nothing to fear.

*Lord Thanatos tucks the boy in before removing a small cuff from his person and attaches it to the Boy’s ear*

Lord Thanatos: They are simply an amplifier of one’s darkest thoughts and emotions. Give in, and you succumb to his seduction. Resist and conquer those emotions, and you’ll be fine. Simple, no? But! I must ask that you not tell him that. I wish to see him figure this out himself. That way, he be able to gain a few ‘thorns’. While you wish to prevent him from coming to harm, I wish for him to learn the feeling of pain. It is a dark, but necessary, part in our line of work. His role as my shadow.  

Child:...As much as I wish I could argue with that….As much as I wish to never seen harm befall him….I….*Sighing* I do understand. I am more a god of life than others at this camp, but nature is not always kind. But for anything to truly thrive, it does need to overcome certain trials, become strong enough that it can last trials of harsh weather and other ravages....

*They look away for a moment, instead, their eyes resting on the boy*

Child:...My love is so often compared to a flower….And in the eyes of many, it may be that they think this is because flowers are weak, easily succumbing to harsh weathers and extreme temperatures….but people often forget that flowers can be enduring as well, that they can be reborn once the trials have passed, adapting, thriving…

Lord Thanatos:….Do you know why the Rosessa flower takes so long to bloom, why it tends to bloom after extreme weather?

*Suddenly, the Child comes to a realisation*

Child:...Ah, I think I understand, now….It’s a cruel lesson, and I may never enjoy the thought of it. I weaker moments, both he and I may resent it….but….if we are to overcome Him, then we must all learn to adapt, to thrive despite adversity….

Lord Thanatos: Exactly. That is why I intend to leave this box in your care. When the right time comes, I would like you to give it to him. Until then…. I shall take my leave. That earring alone should help comfort him.  *Trailing his finger along the boys ear* He’ll be with me soon enough, so I’ll be patient and retire for now.

Child: Ah, I won’t ask what is in the box, if it is for [Boy’s Name]’s eyes only, but….how will I know when the time is right to present it to him?

*Taking the Child’s hand and placing the box in it, Lord Thanatos quietly whispers, bringing ‘life’ to the golden box, then his piercing gaze fixes onto the child’s own eyes.*

Lord Thanatos: I do not have an answer for that. This is a test for the both of you: yours in your own judgment and his in his strength. But, know this: present it too soon and you might just break him, present it too late and ‘it’ might just be the downfall of this side of the war. But that's all the clues i’ll give you. No pressure. *smile*

Child: And….you’d be….fine, if I happened to fail in this and bring about such a downfall? *The Child winces, then rubs a hand over their face* ...No, that is unfair of me to ask. As a god of death, you are someone who will not truly favour anyone. You must remain as neutral as possible in order to complete your job as the ultimate equalizer. That you present a chance at all...Rather than chastise, I should thank you. I can only hope that your faith in my judgement, and in his strength will not be in vain.

Lord Thanatos: *Chuckle* I have faith in the youth I’ve been observing for the past few decades.

Child: *A hint of pink touches their cheeks* Ah….Well then, I certainly must live up to such faith then. *Coughing, they offer Thanatos a smile* I know you must be busy, but….thank you once again. And...thank you, for training him, too. Thank you for caring for him, when I’ve not been able to. If….you ever need something from me in turn, please don’t hesitate to ask, Lord Thanatos.

*Repaying the Child's smile with one of his own, Lord Thanatos bows his head slightly, the lantern-staff changes form slightly at his touch, corresponding to the cloak the boy often wore. Task done, the god returns the Lantern-staff to its place in the corner, to await the boy’s awakening once again and, as silently as he came, Lord Thanatos leaves the grounds, with little to no evidence of his visit remaining, but for his gifts and a new found spark in the partner of his chosen.*

[END]

Seeds of Disaster pt 2

Boy [Inner Thoughts]: W-why is this happening? What’s going to happen to me… Everything sounds so muffled, I… I!!!

Child: …..Love, if nothing else, can you believe in me? I made you a promise, didn’t I? I have something to give you. For me to do that, we need to get through this together. I will never let you falter. No matter what.

Boy [Inner Thoughts]: I'm making them worry... No, I shouldn't freak out. Not in front of them. I can't be so transparent, not here. I need to leave.  I need to go!

Boy: O-ok… but… but right now, I think I need to be excused… I want to be alone…to collect my thoughts, that is.

Child: I….I see. When you’re done, meet me back at my tent, OK?

Boy: …I’m sorry….

Boy [Inner Thoughts]: My love, I’m sorry... I’m about to become a liability, I can feel it….

*The boy makes his way out into the campsite, heading in the direction of the Child’s tent.*

Boy [Inner Thoughts]: My body feels like static, and, is it just me, or is time moving slowly? Is this the effect of this ‘Seed?’ they were talking about? Or… is my sanity finally slipping away? Rather, is it the first thing to go? Pitiful. I don’t know anymore, but this fear… no, apprehension I can feel... it’s eating me alive. Why do I feel so heavy all of a sudden? I-I need to make it back to the tent… I’ll be safe there, right?

Boy: I just need rest, that's all. I’ll be fine?

*Finally entering the tent, the boy collapses on the makeshift bed. Cloaking himself in the master's robe, in hopes that would steady his nerve some, he begins to drift into slumber.*

*While the Boy struggles with the revelations of the ‘Seed’, back at the Food Tent, the Child was gathering more information, in hopes of preventing the manipulation of their loved one’s emotions, and those of their comrades*

Venus: I think it might be best to approach this a lover, rather than a ‘master’ in this situation. It’s what’s best for his current condition. Oh! Don’t force anything, either, from yourself or him. I’ll also prepare a heavenly spring - use it to relax and purify yourselves. It might help in taking the edge of things. Besides, I can make it ‘romantic’, to try and take you minds off things for now.  Leave the brunt work to us. We talk to you telepathically when we have any updates. I think doing all this should help. But only time will tell.

Child: Thank you, Mistress Venus. I’ll see what I can do. Though…..ah, don’t bush too much on the emotions right now. I imagine that he’ll be keeping a metaphorical eye on that. But a little atmosphere never hurts. Anyway, I’ll be awaiting your message. Until then, I’ll see if I can’t help [Boy’s Name]. As Always, your help is appreciated, Mistress Venus, Master Ares.

*With an elegant bow to both gods, the Child leaves the tent in search of the Boy*

*Looking around the site with concerned eyes, the Child couldn’t see a trace of the Boy. However, they were not one to give into panic, as much as they might want to. Taking a breath, the Child considers the options*

Child [Inner thoughts]: Despite the fact we have spent a long time away from each other, Kuro has given me enough updates, I’ve seen him through Kuro, too. I know he still holds some old habits, even though he’s grown since the last time we were face to face. Whenever troubled, He retreats to a place he feels safe. Those safe places often end up being in places that I feel most comfortable in. At the camp….

*Feeling confident in their deductions, the Child makes their way to their tend and, carefully, pull back the tend doors to see, gratefully, that they were correct. However, seeing the boy looking so despondent in their collapsed state, they sigh softly, approaching quietly and sitting beside the bed, glancing at the boy for a moment. Then reaches over, running their hand through his hair. However, they know not to push. As such, they say nothing, just offering their steady, quiet support, that, whatever happens, he was not alone*

Boy: M-master? Is that you? It’s your scent, right?

*Tears begin to flow like a mighty river*

Boy: W-why are you here? You were supposed  to be wi-

Child: Where I’m supposed to be, is by your side, Love. I’ve said before, haven’t I? No matter what, I wish to remain by your side. And, until you feel strong enough to face the world again, I will be the shelter in the storm, and your rock to steady you.

*The boy dove into the Child’s arms. Still blinded by his own tears, worries and fears, he sobs softly*

Boy: I’m at peace with you, but, like this, I’ll become a burden. Now more than ever… the thought of it is too much to bear, this ache in my heart is killing me. I don’t know what to do, I…. please end this! Save me, I!

*The boy, realises just how much he’s beginning to unravel, and, at the same time, he can feel the world beginning to spiral around him, and he start to violently treble*

*In response, the Child quickly drags the boy to them, holding them tightly and pressing their face against his neck*

Child: You will never be a burden! And you are not alone! You will be saved! But to do that, you cannot give up hope! I will never let you fall! So, even if you can’t believe in anything else, believe in me! When all you see is darkness, let me be your light. When you feel like you’re drowning, let me be your air. When you feel weak, let me be your strength. But no matter what happens, know this - with us, together, you are saved!

*The boy, relaxing slightly, grips on to the Child’s robes, holding onto the other’s warmth. Slowly, the world becomes stable again, and the boys breaths become slightly labored as fatigue sets in.*

Boy: Master… I feel so tied…. Why do I at ease when you speak such words…? When you hold me close like this…? The air feels so heavy here… Is this heaven or hell, Master? I don't even know, but I just want this hell to end. S-so….

Child: Death is lighter than a feather, and life is heavier than any mountain. It is a weight we must all bear, but bear it alone isn’t something you need to do. I will be with you, always. *lightly, they brush the boy’s cheek* What ‘this’ is, we’ll make together. Even if it feels heavy now, together, we can transform it into something much lighter. Will you stay by my side until then? And, will you remain with me, to see the dawn of that new light, and long beyond?

*With sleepy eyes, the boy feebly nods, his grip slowly weakening, still anchoring himself in his lovers arms.*

*Smiling, feeling as if some unseen danger had passed, The Child carefully scoops the Boy into their arms and gently nuzzles his cheek with their own*

Child: Come, let us cleanse ourselves and relax, so that when we lay down to sleep together, your dreams with be of far more pleasant things.

*Holding them tenderly, as if they were the world’s most precious treasure, the Child carries them to the place where Venus had assured him there would be a divine cleansing pool. With tender, caring fingers, they took care of their loved one, preparing him and lowering him into the water. Acting almost as if they were the loving attendant of the boy, the Child helps to cleanse him, the boy forever being his first priority. Even as he cleaned them with the pure waters, the Child would whisper sweet nothings to the boy, to remind him that they were their, that they would never be alone, that he was loved, that he would always be loved*

*Slowly the boy began regaining some of his vitality, partly due to the water, but mostly due his Lover's care.*

Boy: I feel bad - I'm the one who should be taking care of you, not the other way around. But, thank you, Master. I… I appreciate it and I'm sorry for losing my composure for a moment.

Child: Never feel sorry, my love. Today I act, not as your master, but as one who would hope to spend the rest of their lives by your side. *They gently rest their head on top of his* And, this has been a shock for us all. We….both needed this, I think. Besides, why would it ever bother me to care for you in your time of need, when you have so often taken care of me in mine?

*A faint blush appears on the boy’s cheek*

Boy: H-had you said that to me at any other time, I would have…. Ah…. Wait, I just noticed what's up with this atmosphere? Is it just me or is it kind of….

*The boy discreetly attempts to create a small distance between them*

Child [Inner Thoughts]: told you he’d notice, Venus. I know my love better than anyone

Venus voice: Oh come now, like you said, ‘love and war go hand in hand’, no? What’s wrong with indulging yourselves every now and then? Oh and I also made the walls soundproof, so enjoy! Fuhuhuhu

*They close their eyes and just force the Boy to stay put for the moment*

Child: Just a moment, ok? I….*They take a breath* I was….more frightened than I thought I’d have been. Give me a moment? Please?

Boy: You were fearful my Love? What of?

Child: Mm….Of many things. That I had failed to assure you, that I might not be strong enough, that the enemy would hurt you in a way I couldn’t fight. But you, you were so strong. I know that together we can certainly overcome this, now. But even so, it was certainly a surprise for me, too, what He has done. So….perhaps I just thing, just a little closeness now might reassure us both. *They gently nuzzled the boy’s hair* I always feel better when you’re here. Like I can face anything with you by my side.

Boy: Truthfully, my love, I’m scared, too. It was not strength that I had…. It was fear. My fears of disgracing you, this mask that I wear is only so I don't sully your name…. The fact that we're here, together, is both a miracle and a taboo, so I do my part so as not to disgrace you. But truthfully, I'm as frightened as a child. I'm scared of losing you, in one way or another. But, but I still want to stand by you. I want to love you and be stronger. It’s why I worked so hard with my training. But now this... *Grits teeth* I have to find away to keep my emotions in check so, maybe, they're onto something with the plan they're using. It's not quite there yet - something feels a little off about it. If we can figure out what's missing, then we might have a way to stop or, at the very least, weaken his grips on us.

Child: So, we’re both scared, but, together, it seems we stand the highest chance to change the course of His plans. *They sit back a little, but keep their hands on his shoulder, to reassure the boy and himself* Still, if you think something is missing from the plan, then I believe you. You are stronger than you think, if you could sense that even when in shock and pain. This is probably the biggest lead we have. As for keeping yourself in control, we can work on that. Master T seems to be working on something, and, in the meantime, meditations have always been good to calm and sort through emotion. We may be scared, but we can overcome this, I know we can *They give the Boy a wide, trusting smile* I believe in us both, my love. Always.

*Enchanted by their smile, the boy gives the Child a brief kiss*

Boy: Yeah… I believe in us, too, so let's give this all we have *Wrapping arms around the Child's neck*

Child: *Pulling the boy in closer* Everything and more, my love, everything and more.

*With that, they capture the boy’s mouth in another, lingering kiss*

[END]

Seeds of Disaster pt 1

--- Last Time ---

Boy: Aunty…? Uncle? What are you doing here.

Venus: Well, I felt a disturbance in the air and I wanted to check it out, but old Ares wouldn’t let me go without company.

Child: Hmph, Always with the interruptions. Well, you know what they say. Everything is fair in love and war, I suppose *Their expression switches to something a bit more serious* What kind of disturbance are we talking about, here? Something serious? If it was just us, then Ares wouldn’t have been so insistent...

* She begins to look around at the now empty tent, but then still lowers her voice*

Venus: … Well…

--- Food Tent, Main Camp, Unknown Location ---

*Sitting around the table, The Child and the Boy settle, frowning but paying close attention to Venus, who had, not moments before, entered the tent with some rather interesting information about a ‘disturbance’ that had caused her, guarded by Ares, to enter and reveal the information to the two of them. Patiently, they wait for Venus to gather her thoughts and continue*

Venus: Well, first of all, I would like to know how you both are doing. Your emotional state,  that is. Then, you both as a couple. Both of you opinions, please.

*The child raises an eyebrow*

Child [Inner Thoughts]: Venus isn’t the smartest of gods, but she’s not stupid. She wouldn’t bring up such a question right after talking about a disturbance if there wasn’t something linking them, no matter how much some tend to saddle her with the ‘ditzy pretty girl’ title. But usually, emotions like this wouldn’t be too much of a cause for concern in the way she seems to be making it out to be….Best play along. She’s obviously leading up to something.

Child: Hm….well, other than being a little tired, I wouldn’t say there’s anything wrong with me, per say. War always takes a toll, but...I wouldn’t say I was depressed or anything. Just a little weary. *Turning to the Boy* What about you?  

Boy: … I’m fine….

Venus’ eyes begin to narrow slightly and she shifts her weight, sitting on the edge of the table, arms folded under her bosom*

Venus: Hmm…. Is that so? And your relationship, you both are still new to my game, so...? How are you holding up? I can imagine this war isn’t easy on both of you?

*Noticing the withdrawn manner that the Boy was holding himself in, the Child, hand hidden in their sleeve, clenches slightly*

Child [Inner Thoughts]: Why is he acting like that? It can’t just be nerves from earlier….Is….there something wrong with him? Emotionally? Something that was causing the disturbance that Venus mentioned?

*Making sure to watch a little closer now, without seeming to, the Child hummed for a moment*

Child: To be honest, I think that if our enemy were in front of us I’d very much like to feed them to my furry companions while telling them that they keep interrupting the time I’d much rather spend with my Love, of course. Though I imagine if I did that it would just get me killed and be pretty much a redundant pastime. If they were going to stop a war because of love it would have happened long before this. * they thread their fingers together* As it is, any time I spend with Him is precious to me. I want to give him something that I would give no one else, but with this war going on it makes things difficult for the both of us. Still, I hold out hope that, when all's said and done, I can give him everything.

*They put a hand over their mouth, expression troubled.*

Child: Venus…..you wouldn’t bring this up for no reason, goddess of Love or not. What has our relationship and emotions got to do with this disturbance?

*The Goddess’ eyes are now trained on the boy, whose body stiffens as he fruitlessly attempts to take hold of his emotions.*

Venus: It seems my suspicions were correct….  You are both being targeted. More precisely, HE has already made his move. Damaging this little flower this way…

Well, I guess it revenge on the Mother rather than the child. But still, this is far too cruel, on both of you.

Child: Damag- Wait, what has He done to him?! *hand on the table, the child is ramrod straight now, worry and panic in his eyes.* Venus, don’t talk around the subject - what is He doing? And, you say both of us he’s targeting? How? Why?

Venus: Calm down, little one. It's nothing physical…thus far.  Rather, he’s trying to destroy our realm by going after our heros, planting…seeds, if you will, that tamper with your emotional state. Those whose powers rely on their emotion, like our dear [Boys name], here, will feel it more. Hence the disturbance I felt. For those He cant effect directly, He’ll use deceit and manipulation to blacken their hearts. This destruction has even affected our realm…. I can imagine how it must be to deal with this on the lower plane.

Child: Emotional control….To think He would stoop to such a level….*Taking a calming breath* I’ve not noticed anything. At least in my own emotions. Then again, I’m not someone who relies on emotions to use my abilities….But, what we’ll need to do is to put a stop to such a thing before it really does twist things beyond repair for any of us. None of us would ever want to be strung along like puppets under the pretence of doing it under own own will.

*He covers one hand over the other, face set and determined.

Child: So now we’re aware that apparently He is capable of such a feat, does anyone know how He is even capable of ‘planting’ these seeds?

Ares: It's not hard. The same way you cause man to go to war, emotions are such delicate things, easy enough to play with. Gods and goddesses like Madam here do it all the time. Amplify the emotions, set the stage and watch the scene unfold. For extremely emotional beings, this can be both a blessing and a curse. For the most part, this one *He gestures at the boy* is feeling the latter. As far as we know, there’s no stopping it. All we can do is treat the ‘issue’ - stop the seeds from spreading.

Child *Teeth gritting a moment, but closes their eyes, calming themselves once again* So, what you’re trying to say is that He isn’t using any particular method to do this beyond using His natural abilities. If anything, it’s not even a tactic that hasn’t been used before, to sow chaos in the enemy's side. By targeting those chosen to be Heroes, it would not only cause chaos, but also cause a definite drop in morale. The Heroes aren’t just chosen because they are strong, but also to help serve and protect for a greater cause. If Heros can’t be trusted to remain in control….

*Their eyes narrow and they absently bite on their thumbnail*

Child: ….I hate to admit it, but He’s….chosen a very effective method…..Still, there has to be a way of preventing it. Nothing like that can be foolproof. Who knows of this so far? Do we have anyone looking into it?

Ares: Become void of all emotion? If you have none, then there are none to manipulate. It’s not a very nice way to live, becoming a walking doll, but we noticed the resurrected heroes show no sign of being affected. Negative side of that is the whole dying thing. You’re essentially a living breathing doll, memories groggy too. But that’s the last result.

*The air begins to vibrate slightly. The boy begins to shake a little, as tears well in his eyes*

Venus: Little miss, look for my light. It’s safe here. This way. Don’t linger in that place too long, it’s not safe there. Come back to the light, my light. that’s it, that's it.

*The boy begins to snap out of his trance and the air settles once more*

Boy: A-Aunty?  W-what’s happening to me? *Tears begin streaming from his eyes*

Ares: … We’re looking into this the best we can… Those of us who are well versed in learning and healing have been working non stop since the first of these incidents. But, as you can see, these issues flare up now and again.

Child: *Hands clenched* There’s no way that dying is a method we should chose. Killing off heroes, temporarily in the case of emotionally, or otherwise, to become emotionless dolls would be playing into the enemy’s hands, if in a different way. It would turn allies against us. ‘How can we trust a side that would make puppets out of it’s heroes?’ - questions like that would sew almost as much chaos. Besides, I doubt anyone alive wishes to be an emotionless husk.

*The child, shaken, but otherwise keeping their composure, thinks for a long moment*

Child: This….isn’t an undertaking that can be jumped on without a lot of thought. Even if the method was temporary, it could still cause may issues. We’ve established that [Boy’s Name] relies heavily on emotions for their powers. Likewise, other heroes need to tap into specific emotions to use certain abilities. Cutting out emotions could render half our forces useless, or extremely vulnerable. It’s definitely not something any of us could sustain long term

Child [Inner Thoughts]: Not to mention that I certainly wouldn’t want to become even less than the enemy, too. To look at my love and not feel anything at all….?

*They try not to shiver*

Ares: I don’t like the idea of killing my heros, it the same as killing a child; it just doesn't sit right to me. What I was referring to was the heros that had past. Currently, I have found something interesting, going back to that doll concept. Well, I say ‘doll’… My hero, XXXX, has a tendency to block out ‘distractions’ and cut down their target. No matter what may come to effect them, they will alway land their blow. Think of it like this: your target is in front of you and you enemies are attacking from all sides with arrows. No matter how many arrows strike or miss, you keep charging forward until you strike down you target. After they are slain, your focus will be on them alone. After that, your ‘Master’ will then heal your injuries. I believe a team would be good for defence, too, so each of you can protect each other while a few take said arrows. If that makes sense?  It's a temporary way to work around the issue. But, for now, it's the most solid strategy we have.  Mother herself is working on a way to purify the Hero's once the task is done. But it's a long process. We may have to retain certain heros to learn how to control their emotions better. That may also help with things.

*Closing their eyes, the child calms their emotions. They might be slightly annoyed to be somewhat misunderstood, but getting angry about it was only playing to what could be emotional manipulations. If they wanted to win this war, no matter how impossible it might seem with enemies that were outright controlling them in a way that no one could tell until it was too late, they had to stay calm.

Child [Inner Thoughts]: I suppose it’s a good thing that I’ve learned not to act on many of my emotions long before this. Otherwise even this could come to have….difficult outcomes

Child: I’m aware you were speaking of the resurrected heroes from the past, rather than current heroes, Ares. However, while that is good to know for the sake of those heroes, it still doesn’t particularly account for those who are still living. And, true, our emotions could be repressed, but I still think it can’t be a permanent solution, if we don’t want some of our strongest fighters to be completely sidelined due to their powers being suppressed by lacking emotion.

*The Child thinks for a long moment*

Child: ...Still, we shouldn’t discount that there is actually other methods, ones we could use long term. Not to say the ‘buddy system’ wouldn’t work, but there are still many things that could still be used against it as well. We may need to look at more than just Thinkers and healers, here….Hm….There are some people I’d like to talk to about this more, but….*He glances over to the Boy for a moment* I….know this is a lot to take in. If you like, I can at least help with a few meditation methods, if for ‘Master’ hasn’t already taught you some. At least until we can come up with a solution. ...Speaking of Master T, do you know if he’s aware of anything strange like this?

Venus: Who do you think first brought it up, little one? He was the first one to sense all of this and one of the first to take action. But, at the same time, he hasn't called to this one yet. Rather, he sent me down here. The best I can do is purify him for now, and get to the root of the cause. If we can fix that, and get to turn with it, it might be enough to loosen ‘his’ grip on the boy.

Child: Well, at least there’s something….But….I was hoping to get a response from {Boy’s Name]. No offense, Venus, but….I’m concerned for him. Talking about him as if he’s not here is not going to help. *Turning to the boy* [Boy’s Name], Love, I know this is sounding difficult, but we can get through this, ok? *They hold a hand to him* Whatever happens, we’ll help. And, once everything’s sorted, want to help me punch His head for having such a stupid idea?

Child [Inner Thoughts]: I know that humour might not be the most appropriate thing, but my Love always did do best with a goal in mind. And that he knows he’s not alone, not isolated, should at least help him. We need to get through this together. I want him to know that, even now, I’ll support him.

*the boy recoils slightly, pulling the hood over his face, but nodded in acknowledgement. His body shaking again, this time in fear. Fear of the unknown future.*

Boy: ….Yes….

Child: …..Love, if nothing else, can you believe in me? I made you a promise, didn’t I? I have something to give you. For me to do that, we need to get through this together. I will never let you falter. No matter what.

Boy: O-ok… but… but right now, I think I need to be excused… I want to be alone…to collect my thoughts, that is.

Child: I….I see. When you’re done, meet me back at my tent, OK?

Boy: …I’m sorry….

*With that, the boy made his way out the tent to wander around the camp grounds*

*Sighing, the Child rubs the bridge of his nose for a moment*

Child: ...There might have been a….better way to break this news. Especially with emotions involved. It’s hard not to feel as though I failed at something. Still….Would there be….any chance that I might talk with Master T? While he is not my Master, I was asked to keep an eye on [Boy’s Name]. I would have anyway, but since he is the one being effected, it might be best to talk to Master T, since it is his Hero currently being effected. Perhaps between us we can think of something to help, at least until we have an official method we can use long term.

Venus: Hm… I don’t feel you failed. It’s more of that boy wanting not to burden you. You know how he likes to deal with things on his own. But yes, I’ll arrange a meeting with T. He should be available to talk telepathically with you, at the very least. I wouldn't worry too much for now.

Child: Thank you. Ah, though, before you do that, is there anything I should know? Anything I should look for? Especially in myself. If I’m to help, I need to know I can trust myself, or at least pinpoint what is being manipulated. Full god or not, I’m still a Chosen Hero. There’s a chance that something may show in myself, too.

Ares: I’ll make a list for you. I’ll have it done by the morning. For now, I suggest you go find that child.

Venus: I think it might be best to approach this a lover, rather than a ‘master’ in this situation. It’s what’s best for his current condition. Oh! Don’t force anything, either, from yourself or him. I’ll also prepare a heavenly spring - use it to relax and purify yourselves. It might help in taking the edge of things. Besides, I can make it ‘romantic’, to try and take you minds off things for now.  Leave the brunt work to us. We talk to you telepathically when we have any updates. I think doing all this should help. But only time will tell.

Child: Thank you, Mistress Venus. I’ll see what I can do. Though…..ah, don’t bush too much on the emotions right now. I imagine that he’ll be keeping a metaphorical eye on that. But a little atmosphere never hurts. Anyway, I’ll be awaiting your message. Until then, I’ll see if I can’t help {Boy’s Name]. As Always, your help is appreciated, Mistress Venus, Master Ares.

*With an elegant bow to both gods, the Child leaves the tent in search of the Boy*

[END]