Outcast

12. Genesis

Hello my dearest followers! I am sorry for how late this is..heh again. Life happens! Thank you for all the amazing support and please continue to vote and comment as well as enjoy! 12,000+ people!! I can't believe it!! The song is Silhouettes by Of Monsters and Men (I own neither the lyrics or the song) ;) 

Update: I had forgotten to include the scene where Henry is told about Riyah's past by Riyah himself. So I did now! Get ready for more shippy moments in memories from Henry and ones that Riyah remembers gradually. Or maybe even future moments! Who knows? Only me

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" Henry? Hello?! HELLO? You alive? You okay Princey Pants?" Maya had been calling his name for more than two minutes, frantically shaking his shoulders to wake him from his frozen trance. " Henry for the love of all that is holy snap out of it will ya'!" Maya repeated poking and shaking him to the point where she was going knock him over or hit him if he didn't respond soon. 

  Finally breaking from his silent shock after a particularly hard shove from his lifelong best friend  the horrified prince gathered himself.
" I.. Can't believe this." The Lancaster muttered darkly, his eyes going from wide to narrowed. His anger at the situation the product of him losing a valued friend whom he has come to slowly hold dear to his heart just as the brunette woman next to him was.
Maya, who could read Henry like a book after so many years, noticed his not very well obstructed fury and frustration in the furrow in his brow, his clenched fingers, the shift in his stance.She knew him too well, like looking at her own reflection.

Placing a comforting hand on his shoulder she started  rubbing slow circles on his back as she always did since they were kids to soothe the prince, she then after a few moments spoke gently. "Henry, calm down please. Riyah as he is now is what we need to focus on. Look."  She motioned towards the previously comatose boy.  "He looks terrified."

Henry slowly let his gaze drift over from his stunned staring at the bare blank wall across from him to the amnesia struck sixteen year old. He reluctantly let himself observe the other male, albeit with hesitation for what he may see, a stranger all over again. The prince's eyes enlarged slightly, Maya was right. 

Riyah was scared. His bright green eyes seemed to swirl with a perplexed puzzlement of the situation and pure terror. Yet in the depths of those eyes was a certain numbness, like the boy whom he had come to enjoy spending time bantering with and assisting was no longer present. It was as if the sarcastic, sassy shifter boy who had a brutally sharp tongue and an equally sharp mind was dead, gone, erased only leaving the shell of himself. Henry felt as if a funeral was more acquainted to this situation rather than celebration at him awakening from his forced slumber, bitterness in the rising and falling of his chest. With this loss of all the memories they had shared, the memories that had haunted Riyah in his sleep, the memories that had broken a boy quickly making him cold as stone. Maybe a funeral for the old Riyah was necessary, he thought inwardly, maybe erasing what had torn him up on the inside from his past was what he really needed to move on. Despite how hard it was to see his newfound buddy disappear in mere days, Henry somehow could imagine Riyah's life so much better than the fate that had been wrongfully bestowed on him.  This was a chance to change everything.. a chance to never see Riyah in pain again. All Henry had to do was rewrite his past and shape his future. No matter if Riyah were to find out of his lies, the prince decided he would take that risk gladly.

Giving a quick side glance over to Maya Henry pulled her close by the crook of her arm, speaking in a hushed whisper faint enough for Riyah to not hear. "Don't tell him of his past. Promise me." He murmured hurriedly, expression wild with anxious excitement. He could finally do something to help Riyah. He hoped Maya would help him in his mission to give the other boy what he always wanted- a normal life.