CW: small injuries, drowning in cold water, slight hypothermia and exhaustion
Janus whistled hard, calling for any nearby forest animals. Dark roots shot towards him like spikes, but before they reached they were blocked by a wall of roots that Remus created.
The prince grabbed Janus and Patton, running far from it as the wall twisted and turned dark. Janus saw a snake slithering under a bush, watching the fight. He whistled again and darted towards it, dragging the other two.
"Stay back," Virgil told Roman. He let go of his hand, making the prince's heart jump to his throat. He couldn't do anything but do as the borrower said and watch as Virgil ran towards Ignis, dodging and ducking from the roots.
To be honest, Virgil didn't feel ready to fight Ignis. He didn't know if he could win, and even as he ran towards the elder doubt creeped into his mind. He tried to push it back, but he knew the outcome of this fight, whether they win or not Ignis is going to kill him.
Still, he slashed at the roots and jumped out of the way. He fell into a rhythm, one that he fell into whenever he fought Remus. Except this time, he knew winning was life or death, making him double guess his moves.
Janus reached out towards the snake, putting his hand on the snout. "We need your help," he told the creature. Snakes were always difficult to talk to, since most are actually deaf. To communicate with them, Janus relies mostly on his magic and body language. By touching the snake, and looking nervous, the snake is able to tell that Janus and his friends are in danger, and that Ignis is bad. Janus looked over to Patton and Remus, "Keep these two safe."
"What about you?" Patton asked.
"If you think we're not going to help in the fight then you have another thing coming!" Remus argued, gripping his spear tight.
The snake slithered around the two, making a loose circle around them as Janus stepped away.
"My highest priority is to protect you two, my job is to protect Remus. You two are to stay here, or if things get worse then run away," Janus told them.
Roman had flown into the air, watching the fight from above. He stayed out of reach, but his mind was going a mile a minute as he tried to figure out how to help Virgil without getting hurt.
Virgil jumped to the side as a spike shot out at him again, scraping his arm. It tore the clothes easily, grazing his skin. He definitely wanted to avoid a direct hit from that.
More twisted roots tore from the ground, and Virgil was too busy dodging or cutting through them to keep his eyes on Ignis. He knew Roman was watching, and trusted the prince to warn him should Ignis come from behind.
Of course, Roman realized too late that the twisted roots had completely surrounded Virgil. The roots grew spikes and circled around the borrower, Virgil couldn't climb the wall without getting shredded, it was a death trap for him! There's no way the prince will let Ignis hurt Virgil again.
Janus tried to join the fight a bit too late, the second he turned around and started flying towards them Roman was already diving into the mess of twisted roots.
"Roman!" he called, catching Virgil's attention.
Virgil finally looked around to see the wall of spikes that had grown around him. He had been too busy avoiding the roots that tried to grab him or turn him into a borrower kabob to actually see what Ignis was doing.
The spikes all shot out at him from every direction, and he braced himself for stabbing pain. Of course, at the last moment Roman grabbed him and started flying up. Spikes tore at their clothes, giving them small cuts, but luckily they were fast enough to get out before they were actually stabbed.
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The Borrower and the Fairy Prince
Fanfiction*Completed* Virgil has never had it easy, not since he was kicked out of his home by his own father. He's struggled to survive, and has fought for food. He sees what should have been an easy meal, some berries on a tree hanging over the river. It sh...
