Animal That I've Become: Link's Secret

XIII

(Daraen 's(AKA Robin's) Pov)

My eyes opened sharply amid the sounds of the sanctuary went insane with fear. I peered at Corrin who was now meditating as his draconic powers surrounded him. How strange I saw the wisps surround him, almost attempting to consume him yet he conquers them successfully... "I see you have my power..." I became startled amid backing away, seeing a strange jackal semblance creature tied with a human body within his heart."NO! Please! Get up!," I began acting crazy, but kept it down at a personal level therefore Corrin's meditation wasn't for nothing. "I understand...," he peered over, seeing a few of the animal residents flee quickly, I heard metal strike the ground that I peered over my right shoulder, seeing a familiar figure, "Aries..." "Been awhile...," he threw me a small vial with a crimson liquid as its content, "You'll need it since you're complete with the ritual." Wait... Ritual?

"The ritual is complete..." The boy with the dove wings? Was he warning me about some kind of fantasy? No... It was real... Before my own reflection, four more eyes upon my cheeks blinked and reacted like my own eyes except a few things were off: One was the fact that they were crimson, and they glowed with tiny streaks of blood streaming down my face as if I was crying. "This isn't real, is it?," I looked at my face more, but I began getting creeped out when the eyes had a mind of their own as they began looking all over the place.

"Who is he?" "Was he that guy Chrom told us about?" "I thought he was an angel." "Just look at him..." "He's a freak..." "Freak!" "Monster!" "Ghoul!" "Demon!" "Perhaps he's a witch!" "He's psychic!" "He's not one of us." "Maybe death will be his price!" "Serpent!" "God of Hell!" Thought after thought, they played over and over in my mind that I began thinning my patience upon them all.

But it wasn't I who lashed out with such an irate cry... With a glance, Corrin's eyes glowed aggressively upon all of all of God's diverse creation. One by one, he shunned them except for one: the jackel with a humane heart. "They're only afraid of you.," he covered my ears but managed to get closer,"I'll need you for a little bit." "Excuse me?," Corrin turned his attention to the two of us. "Just for a bit. Okay?" "If you so happen to be a demon, I won't let you.," he crossed his arms. "For the third time, I'm no demon!," he lashed out upon Corrin's cheek, leaving nothing but a scratch. He peered at me amid helping me off the ground with his gaze so cold he'd freeze anything instantly. Within a matter of seconds, it was going to be a little longer for me to see the sanctuary once more . . .

(Time Skip)

"What? No way..." I couldn't believe my own two ears. Just from hearing his tale, Aries had told me of such dark times within his life. I didn't know the two of us had so many common interests and tales but with a different twist. Sure, my dad vanished suddenly when Morgan was born that my mom took it as an advantage to manipulate me, but death?! "My father died within prison walls while my mother died to a drug overdose.," he kept his cold shoulder alive, but he suddenly stared into the sky silent.
"Do you know what's it's like in Heaven?" The question surprised me well. I guess not a soul can tell another one of what it was like within his or her eyes. "He will set us free...," he continued his stroll until reaching an alleyway. He inhaled the scent, but I sensed something else...

Lament... Why?

I peered around me, seeing a few pedestrians pass by us. When I peered at them, they silently mocked me with their pointing and running away from my eyes. "Keep your hood up.," he placed my hood over my head, leaving me in a somewhat sweaty mess. We heard a metal can or two being kicked around, and I saw a lamenting sight.

Within little crevices, there hid the eyes of small children covered within the struggles of life. "These children have lost everything they loved...," I peered at Aries attempting to get a small child, but he ran away while screaming in fear. A corpse laid, leaving me in sorrow.