hibernation

Bonus

requested by mimiqueen87

Huntsman needed a drink

or more accurately a place to hide away for a bit

His duty will and forever be with the queen, but he needed a break

Ever since coming back from the underworld he and his Cluster had been in hiding once more, doing their best to forget what each had gone through in their icy hell cells

the screaming souls of damnation ringing in his ears, the feeling of freezing spikey nails, both like lava and frost, biting and clawing at his being like he was the only food left in that claustrophobic pitch-black hole

and the pain

it was agonizing

feelings of suppressed fears coming back from the hidden depths of his mind as they beat his soul black and blue

To say he was grateful to escape such a fate was the understatement of a millennium

He was practically spat out from where the mayor had killed them

It was like being born again, but keeping your memories of your past life

along with the pain that had been brought

There was very little sense of relief when his body made a hard connection back onto the living surface, he was sure he had broken some more ribs on the way

Not that he cared

He could no longer hear those voices

could squint at the light, smell the familiar scents of his comrades and home

He was still cold

He was still in pain

but he could tell he was free

a feeling of something wrapping around his torso was frightening, he was too weak to fight it

but as he was pushed into whatever creatures held, the overwhelming scent and sense of familiarity overtook the spider and made him relax

"Goliath?" Huntsman questioned, much too quietly

But looking up he could see the strong spider crying and arms wrapped tight

Too tired and weak to move he allowed him to stay on the floor, twisting slightly to relax as he took in the scent of his brother, his brother that had long while passed his height but still followed him like a lost pup, one that he never thought he would see again

When they awoke the pain had gradually started passing, but it allowed the huntsman to really take in the sight

They were truly free and back in the world

but not without consequence White, mostly coloured scars now patterned themselves upon their bodies, medals of their entry and escape from the underworld

Goliath's hands, parts of his hair and chest had been the most obvious

Goliath tried touching Huntsman in a moment of pure fascination and concern, but Huntsman didn't want to worry his brother further, instead turning and helping to lead them out with slow caution to others that could have invaded his home

His legs trembled but he kept moving, he needed to know if all of them had escaped, only then would Huntsman rest

They found syntax soon after in the lab

looking just as dishevelled and hurt as they felt

For scars, Syntax hardly got any, some in his hair and 2 eyes from vibrant green to marble glossy white, a little on the claws but that was mainly it