Part 21

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Bram's POV:

The sound of buzzing was loud in my head, I give out a groan as I move my head from one side to the other and I try to open my eyes. They wouldn't open, it felt like they were glued shut or made out of some sort of lead.

"Bram, you're awake," a voice says, echoing in the room that I was in.

I lick my chapped lips, forcing myself to open my eyes open and i say, "Father? Why are you at my apartment?" The buzzing noise was still loud in my head and I touch my head with a hand.

My father chuckles, he says to me, "We aren't in your apartment, son. You're at the house." He removes something from around me and I realized he used a blindfold.

Light floods into my vision, I blink a couple of times and look around the room. I notice I was in my bed, no memories on how I got here and I say, "Why am I here? I thought I was hunting for Cronus?" I look at my father who was sitting next to my bed and a frown comes upon my lips.

He shakes his head, handing me a glass of water and says, "You're brothers found you in the alleyway earlier... We weren't sure if he infected you into being a spy. So we kept the blindfold on you just in case."

I raise an eyebrow, not remembering who he was talking about and I say, "Who are you talking about?" I sit up in my bed, looking at him as I wait for him to answer my question. What did I do for the past months now? I don't think I have any idea where I was, except for the part where I visited Cronus.

My father looks at me, giving me a smile and says, "You don't remember his name?"

That smile that he gave me made me feel uneasy and I shook my head no as a response. I take a sip out of the glass of the water and say, "No, I don't remember."

He sighs softly, he stands up and says, "His name was Roan Winters." He heads to the door, resting his head on the door handle and says, "I want you to rest now. Your brothers are training for defeating Cronus."

Roan Winters? I don't remember him, why can't I remember him or what he looked like? I thought to myself as I watch my father leave my room, I get out of bed and head over to my dresser to see a journal. I frown slightly, confused on why it was out in the open and I pick it up. I turn it over in my hands, the leather texture smooth and I bring it with me to my bed; I throw it on my bed so I could read it later.
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Roan's POV:

I sat in my friend's bedroom, waiting for him to come back with what he needed and I sigh softly. Why didn't I go after Thaddeus when he and Bram were in the middle of transporting? I rub my face in agitation, I rest my head against the wall and close my eyes.

"Alright, I got the stuff," my friend Darik says, entering his room and he doesn't come anywhere near me.

I open my eyes to see him mixing stuff in the little bowl, I get off his bed and walk over to his little table. I sit down next to him, watching him and say, "This will find him?" I sounded desperate and I cringed slightly.

Darik looks at me, smiling slightly and says, "Yes, now I need one more thing..." He snaps his fingers in thought, looking around the room and he was muttering to himself. His eyes settle on my hair, he smiles wider and says, "Roan, I need a few pieces of your lovely hair."

I shake my head no, liking my hair too much and say, "Stay the hell away from my hair Darik." I cover my hair with my arms, watching him with narrowed eyes.

He sighs, rolling his eyes and says, "You want to find your lovely boyfriend, right?" He raised an eyebrow at me as be waits for me to answer his question that had the obvious answer. His black bangs going in his eyes due to the fan in the room, his eyes full of mischief.

I sigh softly, grabbing the scissors out of his hands and cut a few strands front the back of my head. I hand him the hair, a little upset I had to give him some and say, "Alright, get on with it."

Darik grins like an idiot, he throws my cut hair into the bowl and he smashes it into the other ingredients that were in there. He hums under his breath, content on what he was doing and he mutters out, "Strange..."

"Strange? What do you mean, strange?!" I say, trying to look over his shoulder to see what he was staring at that made him see something strange.

He looks up at me, a frown playing on his face and says, "He's nowhere..."

I stand up, panicking and I say, lowly, What do you mean he's nowhere? He has to be somewhere!" I rake my fingers through my hair, getting nervous that maybe I couldn't save him this time and I felt like the walls in the room were closing in on me.

Darik stands up, grabbing my shoulder and says, "Calm down, Roan... You're hyperventilating. I promise you that we'll find your boyfriend. Now take a seat and just breathe for a minute." He directs me to his bed, sitting me down and dumps out the mixture in the garbage. His nose wrinkles at the smell from the mixture and he coughs.

I close my eyes, zoning in on my breathing and try to calm down. But my thoughts go straight to Bram and I felt like I was going to cry.



Alright, the picture is Brendon Urie and he shall be playing Darik Fields. 😛 It was just a spur of a moment on introducing a new character at the 21st chapter and there's only like 2 more left then the epilogue and then the thanks. 🤔

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