| Violet Feathers | Creeper x OC

Hibernation

I do not own anything except for my characters (Vivica, Amon, Axel, etc), the Galileus (but sadly I do not own the creature design), Cryptsin, and Cryal.

Quotes and meanings below.

"Speaking aloud"
'Speaking telepathically'
Subconscious thoughts, deep in the mind and cannot be heard by others at all.

Chapter 36: Hibernation

Vivica's POV:

Walking through the Labyrinth with Brandon, we continue to discuss what would be the best way to get me back to Earth.

"Father would not allow it. If you are really that worried about Axel, have Celest check on him. You will not be able to leave so easily." He reminds me.

I scoff at his words, "Absolutely not. She nearly touched his junk the last time she was near him."

He glances at me oddly, "I would be concerned about him, rather than our sister."

Halting my progression, I stare at him, "No, Brandon. She had HIM chained against a WALL. She was being TOUCHY FEELY. And keep in mind, Galileus males don't just casually have external sexual organs, either! If he hadn't been chained against that wall and she tried touching him like that, he would have KILLED her."

"Okay! Celest won't check on him, then. I guess the last option would be me." He concludes.

"No. I was upset, and very hurt when I returned here. It might be much safer for me here, but I feel like I made a mistake. I need to go back." I resume walking, Brandon follows behind.

Brandon remains quiet, within no time I realize we had somehow made our way back toward our residential hallway. This hallway is at the deepest point in the labyrinth and is where all three of our living spaces reside. It is one of the only hallways that have doors within it.

Looking all over in confusion, I turned around and looked back at Brandon, "We were going straight, weren't we?"

He looks me in the eye, "Vivica. There is no way out for you. Leviathan will not allow it. Neither will our father." Sensing my peaking emotions, he quickly approaches me before I become violent, grabbing onto my shoulders to look into my eyes.

"You chose to come back when you did. Fighting your way out of here will lead to disaster. My darkness ended up forcing itself out 17 years ago, taking its control over my body. It used all of my power in an attempt to escape this realm I had imprisoned myself in due to the off chance that it would. It even went as far as to fight against Leviathan himself. The only outcome was a small ripple in the realm, and a month-long slumber for me." He concludes, his words succeeding in burying any desperate attempts I would have given rise to if he had remained silent.

Staring into his dark eyes, my heart began to collapse. My lip quivered as my eyes began to glisten with tears, my lungs letting out a shaky breath.

Brandon's eyebrows furrowed in concern, his senses warning him of my oncoming breakdown, "...Vivica...listen to me, I-I'm sorry..."

My mind was so loud, it had completely blocked out his voice. The emotions, the regret, the questions I kept asking myself.

Why. Why.

Why did I go. Why did I leave. Twenty-three years, he will sleep. I have done this to myself.

Tears streamed down my cheeks, "...How long...when can I go...back..."

Brandon ensured that each step he took was gentle, understanding how fragile my mind is currently. He slowly knelt down, no longer standing over me. He spoke softly, "Three years...just until we know that you are powerful enough to fight back against those who have wronged you."