Four Knights of the Apocalypse

Angst

Because what better way to start, but sad :))

I'm doing this because Winterlogy  recently uploaded a chapter called 'all alone'. (go read it to get some angst :)

So, quick context: Lancelot was kidnapped when he was 10 by something (this is cannon)
So basically, King and Diane's kid (who let's call Galehaut, and it's a boy) and Tristan are basically 'left alone'.
Like they are the only hybrids to ever exist, so imagine their situation. They really can't relate to anyone else, no one to give them advice, and nowhere to fit in.
Moreover, they are probably like friends, after all, their parents are friends.

And so, let me add more angst.

This is a small story from Galehaut's perspective. So, enjoy.

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Galehaut POV

For a moment everything went silent. I don't know for how long. I knew Tristan was talking about something, but to be honest, I didn't pay much attention.

"So, what do you think?" He asked and finally took me out of my void of thoughts. I might have stared a little too long.
"You didn't pay attention... did you?" I only shook my head in response. He sighs.

It was not something I did too often. Getting lost in nothing, blocking the outside world from anything, and everyone. I guess it was just easier to leave for a moment. Just a moment where nothing mattered. That and sleeping. Just wasting time, waiting for something to happen and-

"What's wrong?" Tristan sounded mad.

"Nothing really. I'm just tired..."

"No, you are not! Don't be stupid." We walked closer. If I had more energy I might have even stood up from the wall, but maybe my body was still lost in that void. "Why are you so scared?"

I swallowed. "I'm not scared. I just. I don't know." I rubbed my temples as if that would help me think better. "It's just too stressful. I don't even know what to think." My voice just broke, as if I was about to cry. Pathetic. It happened every time more often. And with all the giants and fairies' disappearances, thinking who would be next was too painful. Too much to bear, and well, I stopped thinking about it.

"Well maybe just think about something else. Like... Have you ever had a double cheese sandwich?" He said it with more excitement that that phrase deserved.

"You don't mean two pieces of cheese between two breads?"

"Well... have you ever have a triple cheese sandwich?" We laughed. For what was worth, being with Tristan was one of the best things. He can be very dramatic sometimes, but he's cool to be around. He's my friend. And he was there when I needed him most.

Lancelot's sudden disappearance really hit me hard. He was my cousin, my partner in crime. We were both the therapist and patient. Whenever I felt alone, I just knew I could trust him. But then, one day I never saw him again, and I was left alone. Because no fairy ever looks at me like another kid to play, just like an exotic apparatus like those human merchants bring. And giants didn't relate themselves with me unless for fighting purposes, which was something I only recently got 'good at'.

And being lonely can be painful.

But in Tristan I found something I thought I had lost. Someone who understood what was like to be alone. Someone who also struggled with using his powers and asking for help. And someone who sometimes felt he never belonged. So, we grew close.

We rarely had the chance to see each other, but when we did, we did everything. We talked about things that happened, even if we just wrote each other about that, whatever was going on in our respective kingdoms. And of course, whatever friends talk about, anything from triple cheese sandwiches, to our deepest fears. And that was calming. It was a way to unburden ourselves with the other. To share our pain, and let it go, seeing we weren't alone.