The Gyfted

Half loved

Erilic and his men had showed them all the way to a small town where they could spent the night. Aistel and Aedrofer were in charge of finding food for everyone. Sebastian and Irene were in charge of picking where to stay. There weren't many options. The town so so small, it had a mere two inns. 

"I can't believe there are only two inns. Makes it worse they don't have any double bedrooms..." Irene said sheepishly. She glanced over at Sebastian curious to his reaction to hearing how the rooms were. He seemed unbothered.

Sebastian however was quite bothered. Does that mean me and Irene will share? I mean I can use it as an excuse to get to know her better. She is single now so I wouldn't be the bad guy. I do this Castien will be pissed for some reason. He was thinking so intensely, he appeared unbothered.

Irene gently tugged on his sleeve "Sebastian? Is everything ok?" She asked.

Sebastian turned and looked at her sheepishly. "Sorry was just over thinking. I don't think Aedrofer will be too excited about sharing a room with me." He said scratching his head. 

"I do not mind sharing with you. Though I wish to be near my sister, I would feel quite... Uneasy about leaving you and the human alone." Aedrofer said after appearing from no where.

"Holy shit! Why do you holy fucks love to pop up? How is that possible?!" Sebastian screamed at Aedrofer's sudden appearance behind him. 

Aistel rolled her eyes and pushed a bag into Irene's hands. "There. I tried to find something you would like. I don't think I did. Though I found this place that does American style burgers. Eat up." she said dryly.

Irene smiled at the food and threw her arms around Aistel to try and hug her. She was shrugged off but she giggled. "Aistel, I love you so much." Irene said with a bright smile. 

Aistel smiled towards Irene. Irene noticed but decided to not be surprised. That was the first genuine smile I've seen in the longest time. I guess Aedrofer is correct. The longer he is around her, the more she will open up. Irene thought to herself.

Back in New York, Castien was doing his research with the help of Tons. Castien could tell the longer this went on the more impatient Tons grew. They heard news that the others had found a place to sleep for the night and it calmed Tons for a mere few seconds. 

As the men were walking back to Tons' apartment, there was a sudden drop in temperature around them. "Who is teleporting during such a dangerous time?" Castien asked loudly will reaching for his blade that is hidden in his coat.

Tons kissed his teeth and flexed his extra pair of arms. "I really don't want to fight more weirdos." He growled.

"Please, there is no need for violence. I am Chasma. I am, as your kind call us, a Fairy. The true King Fisle sent me. I am here to offer assistance and..."

"Unless you can get him to stop interfering and allow me to go to where Angel is, I really don't give a shit." Tons said before walking off and into his building. 

Castien just watched him enter the building and turned back to Chasma. "I apologize on his behalf. He is angry to not only be separated from the woman he loves, but to be stuck helping me. I had attacked the woman he loves and he can't retaliate against me. Please follow me. There is a café around the corner. If that is alright with you Ms. Chasma." Castien asked the woman.

She was still shocked at Tons' outburst. She had heard from High Lord Fisle that he was intimidating but gentle in approach. However, the man she just met was anger and clearly dangerous. Chasma was an agile flyer and fighter but something told her that he would hurt her if she tried anything. 

"I can guarantee he would hurt you if he needed but as it is, you mentioned High Lord Fisle. So he wouldn't dare." Castien said, placing a hand on Chasma's shoulder.

Chasma was much shorter than the two men. Her short bright pink was a great contrast to her  brown skin and bright blue eyes. She had wings that looked similar to a dragonfly's wings, that were so long they dragged behind her. 

Chasma looked up at Castien and blushed. She had be told of the Fae's beauty but it still shocked her. "Forgive me Lord Santurino. Yes, let us go to the café and talk about the next course of action. Will you message the human to met us?" She asked.

Castien gave her a confused expression, "I don't think that would be a good idea. Since being separated from Aistel, Tons has grown increasingly more hostile towards... well everyone. i honestly don't blame him. Anyone can be working with the Archangel. You must understand, he just learned he had two thousand years stolen from him." He said with a blank expression.

"That's nearly as bad as what happened to your..." Chasma quickly stopped talking as she nearly spoke about Lady Santurino. "Forgive me, I almost misspoke." She bowed deeply towards him.

Castien had shot her a dirty look but calmed down. "I will attempt to get Tons to listen. i can not guarantee anything." He said.

Tons was already in his apartment when he saw the several text Castien had sent. He groaned and threw his phone onto the bed. He was standing in the mirror and staring at his strange birthmark. He and his parents had always told it was too intricate and perfect to be natural but it had been there since birth. 

"That is one of the many symbols that covered you when you were Kama. Even though the day I met you , was the day you died as Kama, I still remember them. Honestly I remember everything that happened that day. When Aistrel died, it broke my heart. Michael then lied and had my throne taken away as well as the elven Empire destroyed. Though... That was probably for the best. No Empire should exist." Fisle said standing behind Tons.

"Why must you just APPEAR?" Tons asked irritated. 

"I apologize. I do wish I could come in person... Astral projection is the best I can do. i don't know if there are still spies for the Archangel in my realm. Please be kind Chasma. The gentle giant appearance suits you so much better. Did Aistel know... Ah I see." Fisle stopped as Tons had turned to him. "I may be an Astral Projection but I will not pretend to not be intimidated by you." He said with a sly smile.

Tons' eyes were glowing brighter than before. He calm demeaner that he spent years building was slipping. The main reason could be calm was Aistel and Irene. if he had at least one of them near him, he could be calm. Without them, he didn't need to hide it. Hell, he almost broke Martin's jaw when he heard how he just dumped Irene. 

"Tons, please don't be mistaken. My love for Aistrel was a little boys crush. I understand as an adult, she is in love with... you. That rage you feel in you... It came out of no where when you turned 18, right?" Fisle asked.

"I was bullied for several years. It wasn't out of nowhere. I just hid it well enough to join the Gyfted Suppression Force. In secret. It was the best way for me to get it out. I took it out on idiots who would abuse their gyfts in public. I wonder how less of a man Aistel would see me as, if she knew. Irene would be disgusted. She hates the GSF." Tons said, his eyes still blazing. 

Fisle was quiet. Just studying Tons. He was amazed. As angry as he is, as powerful as he is, Tons was still in control. Even if he looked ready to kill everyone and everything in a ten block radius.

Fisle stood up and signed. "Tons, I want you to know, I do support you. I think I may have found a way to get in contact with the god Vishnu... But it will be difficult to convince him that you are his missing son Kama. It is also not known how your other siblings will react to your reincarnation as a gyfted human. Shama, Famal and Tama had searched for you for so long. I will return when we have more information. In the meantime, Castien and you will return to the Fae homeland. It is believed Aistrel's staff was with Lady Santurino." With that Fisle bowed and vanished.

Tons began to take deep breaths to calm himself down. He grabbed a picture of Aistel and sat on the bed staring at it. It was an old picture but he loved it all the same. She was smiling. Her hair blowing in the wind. They had gone to the beach and she had just gotten her food taken from her by seagulls. 

Tears began to fall from Tons' eyes. Not Tears of sadness. his tars were from complete anger and rage.