It was a peaceful night when the plan was set in motion.
Quick footsteps echoed through the empty hallways as a shadow hushed along the silver walls.
His dark red cloak billowed behind him with every step he took, occasionally showing the reason behind this operation.
A glowing baby-sized bundle that looked like it had been woven from the starlight itself.
Thorn had to hurry and return to the others before the guards could notice that something was wrong.
They couldn't afford to fail now.
Not when they had come this far.
Turning sharply at a corner he crashed into something hard, staggering slightly when he saw that said object was a wall.
A wall that should not exist.
Cursing under his breath, he rushed off to find another path and perhaps calm his rising anxiety in the process.
But before he could get anywhere, a bright spark caught his attention.
Staring at the blank white stone, he carefully studied its smooth surface until he found what he was looking for.
A small sigil, that glowing little shit, was the culprit behind this illusion.
And there Thorn thought he had utterly doomed himself and the entire mission.
Filled with relief, he dispelled the sigil with a wave of his hand, revealing the hallway that had been hidden behind it, and began to search for the one person that would be bold enough to do such bullshit.
It was silent as he moved through the shadows.
Eyes flicking between the wooden doors that showed up along the path.
Muscles tense in anticipation.
In a split second his eyes widened, his body already moving on autopilot and fist crashing against the mask of the person behind him.
Reappearing out of nowhere, was his friend and self-proclaimed brother Silk. Who was now sprawled across the floor, just like he deserved for trying to sneak up on him.
Groaning in pain, Silk sat up and readjusted his pale white mask before looking at his friend's face.
"It seems that your awareness of your surroundings has gotten better Thorn," He said, amusement ringing in his voice.
"And it seems like the stupid part of your brain has expanded as well Silk,"
Thorn scoffed, flexing his wrist and helping his friend up again.
"Ahahaha, you flatter me dragon boy. And there I was nice enough to think that you might need a quick lesson on how to identify illusions. Considering how bad you are at them."
"And also. Make sure that you put the mask on your face, next time we're on a stealth mission. Just because you look cute doesn't mean that the enemies will spare you."
Thorn's embarrassed blush, which he’ll forever deny, was thankfully covered again as he set off after a chuckling Silk, who had decided to make the word stupid a part of his personality.
"Silk! Please explain to me what the frick you were thinking when you put all those tests and puzzles into the probably most important mission that we ever had?! Don't you know how long it took them to plan all of this?"
"Eh...Of course, I know. But there is never a better time to test your skills than under the high pressure of a mission. And it worked didn't it?"
Despite the bitter undertone at the mention of their caretakers, Silk's smugness continued to radiate from him like smoke from burning wood.
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Star Children (Old Prologue/ Pilot) The real story is not done
FantasíaLong ago, the stars made a promise with their makers that would hold as long as they existed. Once the time came to fullfill said promise, they broke their rules of creation and brought sixteen children to life, who were then sent to a world differe...
