A Bad Idea (HelbramxFemReader)

Chapter 26: Hometown

My feet softly hit the charred ground that used to be a lush grassy covering. This place has so many bad memories but for some reason, I feel sad to see it like this. I walk around all of the destruction, the buildings, the grass, even the bodies of the people who saw what was going on but never helped. I pause as I stare at two bodies. 

"Hmm." I don't feel any remorse or sympathy for this town, even though a part of me thinks I should. Their bodies are so... whoever destroyed this town had to have a vendetta against them. Everything has scorch marks on it, pared with some kind of ominous energy lingering from whoever caused this.

"Maybe it was the 10 Commandments..." I mutter before heading into a delipidated, badly burned house that I use to call home. But it was never home to me, I wasn't safe there, I wasn't comfortable sleeping either. "Just as shitty as I remember." I look around finding what was supposed to be my old room. Aside from the burned walls and furniture, it hasn't changed one bit.

I step on something that cracks loudly under my feet; I look down to see an old mirror. When I was little Noah would put it Infront of my bed and force me to stare into it. His expression gets burned into my eyes when I look into that mirror. I pick it up and gaze into it. "That..." I clinch my teeth as I watch my eyes change from a bright (color) into a dull very dark red.

Suddenly an image of both Noah and Hendrickson flash in the mirror causing me to drop it and quickly turn around and summon my scythe. Breathing heavily, I glance around the room but there's nothing here. I take a deep breath.

"Huh? I swear I saw..." I mutter trying to recollect my thoughts. I go to rub my face, but I pause staring at my hand, it's covered in darkness. "..." I look around my room and head towards my old dresser that's tipped over onto my bed. "I wonder how much of my stuff they threw out." I mumble while pushing the dresser over, trying to find something to distract myself.

I open the top drawer, if I remember correctly this would be where I'd have hats, scarves, gloves, random things like that. I look through it and I find a long pair of gloves. I remember them being too big for me when I was little, but they look like they'd fit just fine now. I put them on, and they hide the dark marks covering my wrists. "That's a little better."

I continue to look through my clothes but once I get to wear my underwear normally was, I'm instantly filled with a boiling anger. They were stiff and covered in a very dry semi white substance. I stand back and shake my head before taking off one of my gloves and burning everything. "Basterd."

I zone out for a while just walking around the town, before I know it the moon and stars are out. I float over to a non-burned up area of grass and I sit down. There's a red spider lily in front of me, I rub my hand over it. I love spider lilies so much; I lay down next to it, still messing with its petals. "I'm on my own again, but this time, there really is nowhere for me to go..." I feel my eyes getting heavy as a wave of tiredness rushes over me. I give in and quickly fall asleep.

Suddenly a dark ominous energy jolts me out of my sleep. I quickly sit up and look around. My eyes stop on the hooded familiar figure staring at me with arms crossed. He offers me his hand helping me stand.

"Dreyfus?" I mumble.

"I'm glad I found you, so you were that random burst of dark energy we sensed." No, this isn't Dreyfus, this is that dark version that normally trains me. "So, tell me, what are you doing out here all alone?"

"I don't..." I glance around the ground.

"Hm... I see, they died, didn't they?" He asks, I nod my head, I don't really know who's alive or who's dead. "That's unfortunate, you're all alone now, aren't you." I nod again, he sighs.

"Everyone said you were dead... Where have you been?" I ask in a quiet, soft voice.

"There are a few things you don't quite understand yet, but soon you will. That is if you choose to come with me." He reaches his hand out in a deal making manner.

"Huh..." I stare at his hand for a moment, "go with you?"

"A brand-new realm is replacing this boring one, a new world, a new reality you could say. Things are changing, you've already seen this. You'll need to become stronger; you already know I can train you and I have friends that you should... well it would be ideal for you to become friends with." The smirk on his face is enough to tell me this is a very bad idea. "So, what do you say? Will you come with me?" Several thoughts rush through my head as I decide...

"I... I don't..." I look back towards the burned town. I think back to when King had left me. I was scared, and so alone, every single night I was scared the tavern owners would break in and take advantage of how tired I always was; several of them did. Even when I wasn't working in a tavern, I was scared some bandits would find me, I was always so scared to be alone even in people are the cause of my fears. When I ran into Merlin at Camelot that finally ended, I was somewhere I felt so safe I barely had nightmares. When I moved back to Liones, that fear came back, but when I was with Helbram it disappeared. Now, I don't have anyone, I'm scared again. Is that why I came back here? I never felt safe here, but I knew what was going to happen. "I don't want to be alone." I mumble.

"You'll never be alone when you're with us." He says, I look back towards him.

"Dreyfus... I'm..." I can feel my eyes watering, he walks over to me and pats my head. "I'm scared..." I lean forward and grab onto his shirt burying my head into his chest. He rubs my back, his energy is so ominous but, right now, it feels comforting. "I'm s-so scared... I don't w-want to be alone again..." I mutter.

"I suppose some things never change." He takes a few minutes to comfort me before I agree to go with him. We fly for a while before this terrifying energy starts getting closer and closer. It takes me a few seconds to realize that we are going towards it on purpose.