Every Hundred Years {Discontinued, Read final part for more information}

Chapter 10 - To Simply Exist

(A/N - Chapter may be short.)

[FACT - Immortals tend to appear randomly, no rhyme or reason for their rate of birth]

Lunch was rather lively. Luther hadn't had enough time to tell but if he had to guess, the new century was a highly spirited holiday

Luther was just glad it came so quickly after his arrival, as people quickly lost interest with him.

Kneed and Lina sat in front of him, "How is everything getting settled Luther?" Lina asked

"It's fine," Luther started, after the quick change from living in a cave to… well, living in another cave, things had started to go relatively slow.

Kneed spoke this time "You should decorate, everything looks so vacant by your stuff."

"I don't think I'll end up decorating, but then again, I feel like Cross is waiting for me to say that so he can place more religious stuff on the walls," Luther stated, briefly remembering his old doctor Allan's office, there was hardly an empty spot on the wall. Luther was thinking of the past again, 'Stop Thinking That' he silently scolded himself.

Nobody noticed his inner turmoil, as he eventually reached the end of the chicken meal in front of him. He walked over to the counter to place the wooden dish where staff could collect it.

But while returning the dish, Luther heard a crash sound aside from him. A ladder lay collapsed with a person who had a similar fate.

Luther rushed over, helping the brunette man up, and with a bleeding nose, revealed Pitt.

"You okay" Luther spoke as the man slowly stood up.

And though he seemed in pain, the man responded with a smile and a shaky thumbs up, his soft blue eyes gleaming with appreciation, as well as sleeplessness.

And perhaps it's because of Luther's isolation that he slightly reddened at the appreciation.

The others ran over, derailing that train of thought. "We should get him to the doctor, he might have broken something." Lina reported, to Luther's agreement.

The man attempted to write something, before he gave up, and allowed Lina to drag him to the doctor's office.

Luther followed along, while Kneed left to do some work. It wasn't a long walk, in fact, they could hear those in the dining room. As they made it to the office, Luther could immediately tell who it belonged to.

A crucifix lay on the wall, though there seemed to be more variety in the decorations compared to Cross's room. As shown by the flower-colored cups and furniture, and the books that lie organized on the desk.

These thoughts pass away as the man of the hour strolls into the room. "What seems to be the problem?" Cross asked as he sat down.

Lina explained the situation to the doctor, and after a quick examination, he concluded that the man did not break anything, but that he would need some rest.

Lina and Luther left, leaving the man in the doctor's care.

"I'm bored, do you have anything to do?" Lina spoke, to which Luther replied "I was just gonna head to the library, you wanna come?"

She accepted, and the two eventually reached the dark wood chamber, sitting at the same colored table in the middle of the room.

The duo remained quiet for some time, Luther had begun boredom at the readings, beginning to understand why they were apparently stealing from a library right now.

"What was your childhood like?" Lina asked suddenly, "Sorry, is that an insensitive question?"

It had certainly caught him off guard, but, "Not really. I think I've started before that I was a prince?" he waited for her nod, which soon came, "There were four of us, me, my sister Sophie, my father Legend, and my mother… I don't remember her name"