The Unthought Fate [MxM]

Chapter 1

Vlad

I am surrounded by nature. The sound of leaves and sticks crunching under my steps is all I can hear. Autumn, my favorite season, has come. The trees are slowly shedding their beautiful foliage, with it covering the ground, creating a thick protection for the upcoming winter.

I love seeing all the squirrels and birds trying to find more food to stash so it would suffice during the cold weather.

There is nothing I love more than the peaceful sounds of nature, with all the animals, birds and insects, the wind blowing gently through the withering grass, tickling my nose at the same time and engulfing me with its scents. Lying on my back, enjoying the peacefulness, tranquility...this is where I belong, where I feel safe, where I feel alive. The song of nature creates the barrier that shields my mind and soul from all external stress...

"Vlaaaaad!!! Where are you, you little rascal?" I hear my father shouting. He is the only being that can disrupt my meditation, that man can demolish an army of saints with his yelling and break an iceberg if need be.

Begrudgingly, I lift my tiny body from where I was sitting, very comfortably may I add, and glare at my parental figure that was standing at exactly 5 m from me.
(AN: 5 m = 5,46 yd = 16,4 ft)

"Oh, there you were! I thought you went somewhere further in the woods. You know we should be preparing to leave." he said to me.
"You didn't even look before screaming bloody murder and startling my friends and I?" I questioned him.

"Friends? What friends? You don't have friends!" he points out.

"Oh, thank you father for remind me!" I said rolling my eyes. " I was referring to the beetle that was sitting on my chest before somebody disturbed us".

"Well, I'm sorry I disturbed your tea party! Now, please, start packing everything, we must get going. We stayed far too long in this place and it's only a matter of time before we are found and we don't want that, do we?" he said without even looking at me.

"I know, but...I really like this place. It's been a long time since I found a spot that I felt so in tune with." I sadly told him.

He noticed my sad mood, stepped closer and got on the ground beside me.

"I have a feeling we won't be doing this for long. I sense a change is coming and maybe is what we were expecting. Who knows, maybe the war will end and we will soon be free to roam the realm without fearing we will be found." he told me quietly. After putting his hand gently on my shoulder, he nudged me and said "Let's go. Wherever we go, you will always have me and we both know that there is no beetle, ant or squirrel that won't want to be your friend".

Looking in his blue, gentle eyes I could see the love and care he always carries whenever he looks at me. He used to tell me that the love a parent has for his child is like no other, it can't be expressed or shown in a specific manner. But I can see it in the way he talks to me, looks at me, how firm he is when he sets the rules and consequences, the fear he tries to hide whenever we meet new people. I know it's hard for him, he's a single parent, with a 11 years old child, during an ongoing war and doing his best to keep us both safe and alive.

My father, Eric, is what I strive to become: strong, courageous and with a heart of gold.

So I pick myself off the ground and start gathering my possessions and stuffing them in my little backpack and dad's in his. In a matter of minutes we are again on the road, destination unknown for now. It's nothing unusual, but sometimes I would wish to settle and just live a normal life, like the others. Maybe in my next life I'll be a king and I won't have to hide no more.