To Break A Curse

2.65

"Roman, I don't know about this." Colt whispered softly as he glanced around him at all the demi's that filled the airport. He pressed his sunglasses to his face more as the anxious energy burned through him making sparked light up through his fingers. "If they figure out it's me..."

"It's going to be ok, Colt." Roman reassured with a soft smile as he carried all their bags himself. 

"Roman, the gate..."

"I've got it."

"Rom-..." Roman stopped in his track making Colt flinch back. The god sighed softly, his eyes a swirl of both dark and light blue. "I'm sorry. I just..."

"Yer worried. I know. It's going to be ok. Trust me, Kid." Colt nodded as Roman winked at him and started to lead him off again. When they made it to the gate Colt was completely overtaken by fear. This was Gaurdwell. The federation has been trying to get in there for decades and here he was. He felt as if a million rockets were locked on to him about to launch should he even breathe the wrong way.

"Roman!" Colt flinched as the guard called out with a happy cry the second they reached him. Roman laughed as he let the guy pull him into a hug. "Dude! It's been ages! What the fuck?"

"'ello, Remy." Roman smiled as the demi before him just took everything in. 

"What are you doing here? I thought you had an island to take care of." Roman's eyes darkened as he glanced back at Colt who was as stiff as a board barely breathing at all. "Ro... Yo, Bitch!"

"I have business 'ere, Rem." Roman frowned with a serious look only making Remy falter. 

"Right." Remy turned to his clipboard quickly jotting everything down before glaring over at Colt suspiciously. "Who's this?"

"My son." Remy's eyes shot wide as Roman chuckled. "He's a demi... obviously."

"Yea, I just... Fuck. You have a son?" Roman just nodded as Colt hugged himself a bit, trying to smirk to hide the fear he knew was all over him. "When the hell did you make a demi, Ro?"

"Not tat long ago. But uh... Rem..." Roman glanced down at the clipboard again making Remy roll his eyes. 

"Yeah, ok, you bitch. I get it. You're in a damn ass hurry. Fine you fucker." Remy teased as he waved them on. "Get gone then."

"Tanks, Bitch." Roman teased back making Remy flip him off all while Colt just watched with a confused look in his eyes. Roman noticed and just laughed more as he gestured him along. "Don't worry. Remy's an old friend."

"I know that. He was in your book. You had forgotten him for a while until he figured out a way to keep sending you reminders so that didn't happen again." Roman nodded with a sad look in his eyes as Colt whispered softly. "I'm just surprised by your uh... dynamic."

"Tat's just how Remy is. Now... Let's get situated. We have a lot to do and honestly... I'm tinking we should try to find yer weapon first." Colt didn't say anything. He was just taking in all the sights as they passed. He was honestly surprised. He could see people around him using their powers freely without a hint of fear. Some people were even flying. He felt his own energy twinge as sparks erupted from his twitching fingers. This whole place was just... free. Completely different than the federation, which was nothing but cold... dead and stale. "Colt?"

"Huh?" Roman smiled as the demi finally turned to see him staring at him. "What? Did you say something?"

"Not'ing of importance." Colt's eyes darkened as Roman pointed off into the distance. "I was wondering if ya wanted to stay at te Demi Sands Hotel. It's where Virgil and I stayed when we were here right?" Colt's eyes just narrowed as Roman shrugged. "We don't have to."

"No, it's ok. We can do that. I kinda just want to relax for a bit anyway. All these demi's..."

"You're one to now." Roman's eyes flashed a light grey as Colt just laughed.

"I'm not upset that I'm surrounded, Ro. I'm nervous about getting ID'd." Roman nodded as he picked the bags back up and gestured for the other to follow him. "So what exactly is the itinerary here."

"First we find yer weapon. Ten we talk to Emile and te ot'ers." Colt frowned as his nerves bubbled up.

"By the other's, you mean Remy and Kallie right?" Colt didn't even have to see the nod Roman gave him to know what he was talking about. "As if it wasn't bad enough that I would be around Emile. Someone is going to figure out who I am."

"Colt, Yer my son. Not'ing is going to happen to ya. Please... Please just breat'e. Yer starting to remind me of Virgil." Colt blushed with embarrassment as Roman shot him a teasing smirk. "He's te literal god of fear, Lad. Somet'ings wrong if yer anxiety as bad as his."

"It's not bad. It's understandable. Roman, I was the prodigal son!" Roman's eyes flashed black as Colt hesitantly looked away. "Mark had me on many missions. I... I made a lot of enemies. You were one of them."

"Tings change." Colt smiled sadly as Roman tried to reassure him. "Yer not tat guy anymore."

"They don't know that." Roman frowned as Colt swallowed up his fear and hugged himself tighter. "And it's not going to matter if they don't care. To them, I'm the man that took their friends from them... The bloody beast... You heard Janus. A change in hair color isn't going to hide the stench of blood on me."

"You've proven to me who you are, Lad. I don't care what anyone else says... to me yer me son." Roman's eyes filled with silver and cyan as he bent a bit to catch the younger attention. Colt's eyes narrowed in confusion seeing the colors as Roman gave him a very serious look. "Yer MY son. I'm te god of family. I'm not letting anyt'ing else happen to mine. Understand?"

"Ro..."

"No. Listen to me, Colt. No matter what anyone says, not'ing is going to happen to you. Yer my son and I'm going to protect you. So please try to relax a bit. We're going to get t'rough tis." Colt smiled softly as he nodded before quickly walking over to take a few bags making Roman laugh. "Come on, Kid. Let's get tis to a room so we can figgure out our next move."

(ok so I thought I shared this before but for some reason it was saying I did so... Here you go lolz Maybe I'll do one for Alex and Roman later on hehehe)