CW: blood, stitches
Remus helped patch up Roman and Virgil before he went to go get the others. He teleported straight to the room, knocking sporadically on the door. As soon as the door opened by a very confused, and very concerned Remy, Remus grabbed him and pulled him into the hallway.
"It's over! We're safe!" he shouted in excitement, pointing towards a window that was in the hallway. He used his magic to tear off the wooden boards, letting the natural light show.
Remy smiled and let out a laugh of joy, looking back as Emile walked over. "It's really over?" he asked.
"What happened?" asked Emile. "We heard some loud noises, and you guys were taking a while, but we were too afraid to check."
"A good thing too! Alice would have used you as a hostage, and we would have never won!"
"Alice!" Janus shouted, making his way over. "She was here?!"
"And now she's dead! I wish I could have been the one to do it, but Roman and Virgil really needed that win, I imagine it was very therapeutic for them."
"How did she... oh Virgil's aura! Gods we're so dumb! We should have known!"
"We still won! So I think it was better we forgot, cause we could have lost on any other day. Oh, and apparently Roman forgot to mention the fact that his curse was broken! That was definitely a factor."
"But we can leave?" Delores asked, hesitantly looking out into the hallway. It was clear from everyone's faces that they were thinking the same thing.
"Yes! We're free to leave now! Come on!" Remus encouraged.
That's all Logan and Patton needed to hear to rush out. "Where's Virgil?" Patton asked.
"In the living room!" Remus told them, and before he could even finish the sentence the two of them were racing down the hall.
The living room was a complete mess, all the debris from the fight thrown everywhere, some of it embedded in the walls. Roman and Virgil were in the middle of the room, still holding onto each other. Virgil's sobs had calmed down to small hiccups, and Roman still had a few tears slipping out as he tried to hold them back.
"Virgil! Roman!" Logan yelled as he and Patton ran forward, falling to their knees and pulling the two into a hug. "Are you two okay?"
"Oh my god, Roman your back!" Patton looked at the bandages in worry. "Virgil! Your leg! Oh we need to get that properly looked at, where's the... couch?" He noticed where it was, it was broken in half with some wood sticking out from the fabric. "Okay nevermind, but we need to get you two somewhere safer. There's broken glass everywhere."
Virgil moved closer to Roman. "I can't believe it's over. I saw it happen but I just..."
Roman kissed Virgil's head. "It's okay dear. Let's head back to our old room, hopefully it's not a mess."
He teleported them to the room, and it was obvious that demons had gotten into the room, but luckily there wasn't too much damage like in the living room. The demons had gone through Virgil's stuff, probably following his scent despite his aura not being there.
Roman fixed everything with his magic, sewing any tears up as he and Virgil sat on the bed. Logan and Patton found some extra bandages and stitches, but they only had to patch up Roman since the wound on Virgil's leg had already healed to a scab. He could move his ankle without feeling any pain from it, so it must not be deep anymore.
Roman however couldn't heal any injuries made from demonic or holy weapons. He was fine with it though, every injury was well worth it. Especially since Virgil was holding his hands as Remy came to stitch up his injuries.
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Fanfiction*completed* Despite being only 17, Virgil's had a horrible life, living in an orphanage and being an outcast at school, and it just got even worse when he's kidnapped by a freaking cult! He thought he was dead for sure when they started sacrificing...
