A Change In The Horizon || The Lost One AU

34. Abscond

So here is a two for one deal! On top is Miesall, and on the bottom is Xelqua. These were drawn by my good friend Nil. To say that she's helped me with this series is an understatement; she legitimately knows more about the series, the characters, the plot, etc. more than anyone but me. (For one thing, she was the one and only person that knew that Miesall was going to die.) She's helped me test out so many different ideas for the plot, and the series has and will be a lot better as a result. I could honestly write a lot more about her, but I I'll keep it short and tell you instead that she's also an amazing artist. She goes by Nilhime_78 on Instagram (I'll add a link in the comments too). 

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As soon as that thought had come to mind, a dark realization swept right by him with the next thing his so-called gut told him: there is no escape. Watchers see all.

And Listeners hear all. That's why his gut has been fighting him this entire time: because it was one. He couldn't imagine why a Listener would bother interfering with matters of the Watchers like this, but he had no time to dwell on that. The time was ticking now.

How was one to even escape the Watchers, anyway? One would need to be invisible, just like — then it clicked: Voids! Yes, Miesall had taught him that the black spots in his visions were small voids created by Children of the Void. That was also why he could not see into or outside of the Void. One could even make a potion out of the Children's blood to make themselves invisible to Watchers and Listeners, or even suppress their powers.

He immediately got up and spread his wings, flying out into the door, using the momentum to open the door on impact. He didn't waste any time tending to the fleeting pain he was given from the action, reminding himself that his body would heal momentarily.

He didn't pay any mind to all the confused looks he was getting; in fact, he was so focused he hadn't even noticed them really.

He arrived to the potion room in no time at all. He once again pushed open the doors with his body, launching himself to supply of potions that were already made. He was going so fast he didn't even have the time to correct himself for a landing; he crashed into the wall, hard enough for blood to drip down his forehead. This time, he really did let out a yell.

With his head throbbing even as he felt the wound begin to stitch itself together, he stood himself up. Having already sighted the vial he needed, he grabbed the blackish potion and held it in his hand.

By this time, Xelqua noticed how a few of the other Watchers had begun to act.

'What are you doing, Xelqua?' Juden asked. Rushing past her was Symus, heading to the wing where the potion room was.

'Xelqua, whatever you are plotting, stop it at once.' Azubius warned. 'You may practice your potion-making skills here, but that is all. Our supply is strictly only for use in war.'

 Xelqua had already crossed the line. There was no backing out now, even as the Listener who posed as his gut screamed out that he was making a mistake, that if he really wanted to leave, he'd help him become a Listener at a later date when everything had settled down. To just stop this.

But Xelqua didn't want to be a Watcher, or a Listener, or even a Void dweller. A Vex, a Guardian, a Warden, a Dragon was just simply out of the question. He wanted one thing and one thing only: to be human again.

All he had to do was make a portal, drink the potion, hide in a world surrounded by a void. He could figure out the rest of the details later.

Time was ticking as more Watchers were growing anxious. Symus was halfway to the room already. The former human took a deep breath, trying to recall how to make a portal. A good one this time, hopefully. If not... he'd just deal with that when he got there too he supposed.