Lost Ones Weeping

Prologue

"⍙⊑⏃⏁ ⏃⍀⟒ ⊬⍜⎍ ⎅⍜⟟⋏☌?" A voice whispered into your skin, before pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear. You smiled fondly leaning back in your husband's arms,

"Rocking our baby Luka. What you think I'm up to no good?" He chuckled from behind you, his long arms wrapping around your waist. He was tall considering he was from the kingdom of the End, he was more human than most of the enderman that roamed his lands. He had deep red eyes, and long black hair that reached his back, normally it was tied in a tight ponytail, white freckles littered his face much like the stars in the kingdom of the Overworld.

"⏃⌰⍙⏃⊬⌇, ⏃⍀⟒ ⎅⟒⏃⍀⊑⟒⏃⍀⏁." He snickered, his one hand moved to remove the blanket from Ranboo's face. Your baby's eyes blinked open red and green stared back at you both, he reached his chubby hands out and took his father's finger within his grasp. He chirped deeply and Ranboo cooed at the happy trilling his father gave, his own bright freckles lighting up the dark of your bedroom. "Hello...my son," Lukas grumbled in rough English and you smiled brightly kissing his lips with a peck. You both agreed Ranboo would be bilingual, you teaching him English, and Luka teaching him Enderspeak even though you were fluent in both languages.

"Hello," You giggled holding up Ranboo's other hand and giving his father a wave. Luka laughed peppering your face in kisses before turning and doing the same to Ranboo, a loud bang was heard outside and you flinched shielding Ranboo with your body. Your husband's brows furrowed, his mouth opening wide to let out a hiss, "Luka..."

"It's okay," He spoke slowly to calm you down, "⏁⊑⟒ ⍙⏃⍀ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⟒⋏⎅ ⟒⎐⟒⋏⏁⎍⏃⌰⌰⊬. ⌿⍀⍜⋔⟟⌇⟒..."

"You can't promise that," You wearily chuckled rocking Ranboo who was disrupted by the loud sounds. He still had hypersensitive ears, "shhh oh Ran it's alright." Another loud bang was fired and he began to whine and squirm, "Oh baby no-no," Luka didn't like how distressed you sounded and put a big hand on your head. He took Ranboo from your arms and rocked his son gently, he began to sing to him quietly in Ender. His voice was low and deep, soothing your son and yourself. You felt your eyes close and you fought to stay awake, Luka glanced over at you with a soft look,

"⌇⌰⟒⟒⌿ ⎅⟒⏃⍀⊑⟒⏃⍀⏁, ⏃⌰⌰ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⏚⟒ ⍙⟒⌰⌰ ⟟⋏ ⏁⊑⟒ ⋔⍜⍀⋏⟟⋏☌."

"Hm...Love you, Luka..."

"Love you too (Y/n)."

Screams of terror filled the night sky, as smoke and debris overtook the kingdom of The End. You were choking on it, it was suffocating, you couldn't find Luka or your baby, and panic was beginning to swell inside you. A few years after the kingdom had signed a peace treaty with King Dream of the Overworld he attacked out of the blue, sending the entire realm into chaos. People shoved and pushed past you desperately trying to flee the ruins, find some sort of way out of this horrible fate, you were fighting the crowd trying to find your lost husband.

"LUKA!" Your voice boomed, trying to be heard over the screams of the terrified citizens.

"(Y/N)!" You heard a response in broken English, you whipped your head around to spot the man clutching your horrified toddler. He was still wrapped up snugly in his favorite blanket,

"MAMA!"

You prayed he didn't remember any of this.

Shoving past people in the crowd you made your way over through the sea of people. Relieved Luka swooped in for a kiss, a low trill spilled from his throat. "I'm so glad you're alright," He mumbled against your lips gently placing Ranboo into your arms. The sword at his side was stained with blood from Dream's nightmare monsters, and probably Sapnap's little fire sprites.