Trapped!(A Seven Deadly Sins fanfic)

A Journey Through His Past

When I walked into the room, I looked everywhere but the bed where I knew he lay. The sky was blue and bright. I was about to turn and leave when Elizabeth called my name.

I turned back.

"Please come in?" she asked.

I sighed and moved to his bed, and looked down at my brother.

He looked like he was...asleep. His chest, full of swords and battered and bloody when I saw him last, was completely healed and looked perfectly fine, save for the scars remaining.

I placed my hand on his chest in disbelief. "Did...Did you do this, Elizabeth?"

She nodded solemnly.

"Looks really good, doesn't he?" Hawk sniffed. I looked at him and saw tears in his eyes.

"You've healed him to perfection," Zaratras said. "No ordinary Druid could have done it."

Elizabeth clenched her fists. "This power is absolutely useless! All of his hearts are still completely stopped. I'll never see his sweet smile again...I'm lost. What should I do? Tell me, Sir Zaratras, please!"

She was crying then, and it physically hurt to hold back my own tears. I wanted to cry until the Boar Hat was afloat with my tears, but I promised I'd be strong for Elizabeth. I had an eternity to mourn him, so for right now all I could do was be there for her.

An eternity, huh? That didn't help in stopping my tears.

Zaratras smiled, placing his hand on Elizabeth's shoulder. "Well how about this?"

We both looked up at him in shock.

"Why not simply ask Sir Meliodas directly?"

I tilted my head. "Am I missing something here?"

"Let me see your kitchen," he said.

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Zaratras collected all the herbs he required, and when we asked him what he was doing, he'd shrug us off.

Now we were back in Meliodas' room, and he lay out the herbs on a small sheet.

"As I'm sure you know, Sir Meliodas was a truly mysterious man," Zaratras began, mixing the herbs into a clear paste with a mortar and pestle. He dipped two fingers in the mix and drew a pattern on Meliodas' forehead. "At the time, the true meaning of his words and thoughts, they escaped me. I couldn't begin to understand." He dipped his fingers in again, and drew a new pattern on one side of his chest, followed by another on the opposite side, and one more below those. "When he'd utter those perplexing things, it was like he was living far in the past while grieving over the distant future. Surprisingly, these things make perfect sense to me now. They come up again and again."

Even though he was my brother, he'd always been kind of an enigma to me. My three thousand years out of commission made him all the more mysterious to me. I didn't like being so clueless, but I knew it would take me a long time to know the things that he did.

He moved over to where he'd told Elizabeth, Hawk and I to sit down, all of us around Meliodas, and did the same beside us. "Lady Elizabeth, Lady Prelialduis, please, take my hands."

We offered our hands and he took them. "You too, Lord Piglet."

Elizabeth and I took Hawk's hooves and held them.

Zaratras began to chant, and the room around us melted away in a shimmer of light, so bright I closed my eyes.

When the light had faded and I opened my eyes, we were standing in a field.