FGO Specter of Glass

Greece Ch2

"It's alright, you can see him." The woman stood tall over the crib and lifted him to see the baby.

He reached in and the baby grabbed his finger, "look, mama!"

"He's saying 'hello' to his big brother. Can you promise me something, Shru?"

"What is it, mama?"

"I want you to keep this little one safe, he's a fragile boy who will need his big brother to protect him."

"Okay, I'll help him."

"That's my good boy."

A beeping was the only sound in the room.

"Big brother, they're being mean to me," the youngest brother hid behind him.

"Get back here, you little brat!" It was the two middle brothers.

"Hey, don't pick on him," he crossed his arms. "Or you'll be in big trouble."

His stare was enough to make the two leave, he patted the little one on the head and went to his room where he got a book to read together. It was one of the many ways he calmed his brother.

It all went black until the light started shining, he took a step and felt the cold floor beneath him. He saw his father standing on the other side of a glass wall, he was about to run toward it but was told to stop. "If you cross this line, you'll never wake up," those were the words his father said to him. He was confused, he had no idea where he was, and he didn't even remember why he was there. His father pointed to the path leading into the dark, which was the world of the living, where his brother was. It was a choice between life and death, and he was standing in the middle.

He finally remembered who he was and what he did. He killed his family for the throne, he destroyed India, and he was stabbed by one of his council members. Tears fell onto the floor and froze, there were so many things he wished he could undo, and he was sure his brother resented him for it. He began walking toward his father, confident in his choice and assuming no one alive wanted him around. His father stopped him again, asking one more time if that was the path he was taking because it was final. He turned, his eyes gazing into the darkness. There was something inside him that wanted to go there, back to where his brother was.

His father assured him that there were people who needed him, and Chaldea considered him a friend from the beginning. Their reason for going to India was to see him again, and it was their goal to free him from the goddess' grasp. His brother was there too, Abhimanyu never forgot him or left him behind. He put his hand on the glass and smiled, his father was right, he had a place in the living world. He waved goodbye with the promise that he'd make things right, and he'd see his father someday in the future when he was done.

The light of the hospital room was bright, and while he was hoping to see his brother, he found he was alone. A woman soon opened the door and got the attention of the doctor who checked him. His wounds were healed, and his body was stable. It was likely a few days before he was ready to leave for Greece. That confused him, he had plenty of questions: where he was, what happened to his friends, and why Greece? They told him about Egypt's reconstruction and how Chaldea went to Greece to deal with some business. They also told him about the promise they made to his brother to help him, there was a price, however. The White Bishop had a simple job and wanted him to deliver the message to Chaldea. The letter was set on his desk with the marking of the White Bishop.

"Here," Mnemosyne handed Helena the journal. "I left out some information in my copy, just in case, you know?"

"Thanks..." Helena put the book in her bag and waved as she joined the rest of Chaldea. "What did you find out?"