𝓑𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓛𝓲𝓮 || 𝒟𝓇𝓊𝒾𝑔

𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎

1521 AD
Tenochtitlan, México

"Dru..."

"I know, my darling. I know."

"There's no more Deviants in this area. Let's get back to the others." I said wiping the sweat off my face and looked at the war in front of me. "I just don't get it. Why would they do such a thing?"

"I wish I could explain it to you. I wish I could make it stop, my darling Vena." Druig sighed helping me stand up and we walked towards the rest. "Just... Don't listen to what's happening. At least until we get back to the others."

"And there they are!" Phastos called out rushing towards us. "Are you two okay?"

"Vena has a bruised rib and a dislocated shoulder, I have a bruised ego and a mild concussion. We'll live." Druig explained as Ajak healed both of our wounds.

"Druig's just pissed because I tackled five Deviants while he only managed to take three at once." I smirked holding Thena's hand. "And that obviously bruised his ego."

"He's a thinker, not a fighter. That's you and Makkari." Thena said amused and glanced at me. "Are you okay? Besides the bruises and all that?"

"Take a wild guess, Thena. It's honestly a miracle that I'm still standing here and not chained down against my will." I scoffed and heard more gunshots. Thena tensed and placed a firm arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to her.

"Deep breaths, little one."

"Don't... We don't interfere in their wars." Ajak reminded and I tried to hold back my sobs.

"It's not a war... This is a genocide. Their weapons have become too deadly." Druig said kissing my cheek before walking away. "Maybe it wasn't a good idea to help them advance, Phastos. I mean, it's only breaking my wife's heart to the point where she doesn't even smile anymore. How long has it been since we've seen a real smile? Two hundred, three hundred years?"

"Druig-"

"Don't remember? Try two hundred and seventy seven years with sixty nine days. And yes, I've been keeping track because the day she smiles again will be the best damn day in this bloody hellish life I've been living. So please, someone please enlighten me."

"Technology is part of their evolutionary process, Druig. It's not exactly something I can stop. And you don't think we don't hurt seeing Vena like this? You don't think-"

"No you can't, but I can! And you're not the one who's married to her, are you? You're not the one who constantly tries to make her smile every single day. But how can I do just that? When they're fighting wars with the weapons you created!" Druig spat and I hid my face on Thena's shoulder.

"It's okay, little one. Nothing is going to happen to you." Thena said shakily and I shook my head. "It's okay... It's okay."

"Druig, that's enough. Look, maybe you're right, maybe you're wrong. And I understand that Vena hasn't been herself in almost six hundred years, but we can't go around pointing fingers at everyone. If I were you, I'd go to her because she looks like she's one gunshot away from breaking down." Ikaris butted and I heard Druig sigh before he took me from Thena's arms and into his own.

"I want them to stop. I feel so useless." I choked out as Druig swayed us back and forth and kissed my head various times.

"You're not useless, my darling. It's okay... You're okay." He assured and I broke down into a fit of sobs. "Don't cry, my starlight... It'll be over soon."

"It's too late..."

"Thena?"

"Everyone is going to die." She choked out and I turned my head just as she conjured a spear and tried to hit Sersi with it.