Phan Oneshots

Conspire to Ignite

Beta: moondaniel
Artist: latchart
Word Count: 18,761
Summary: Virtuo and Nefaris have been in a war for hundreds of years, bringing death and sorrow to their people. After the Nefarians reign an attack on Virtuo, Phil is captured and brought to an unfamiliar planet where he is tortured for information. He gets assigned a prison guard named Dan, a cold and indifferent Nefarian who is prideful of his planet and always does as he's told. Phil takes everything that comes to him without complaint, not knowing that his actions are slowly cracking down Dan's hard exterior. (Written for the Phandom Big Bang 2016)
Warnings: torture (pretty graphic), lots of violence, war, blood/gore, minor character death, denial of food, mentions of sex (but no actual sex), racism, discrimination
Author's note: I can't believe I'm finally done with this story! I first started it in December of 2015 and now it's nearly a year later and I'm actually finished with it! I have to say that this was probably the most difficult story I have ever had the pleasure of writing. So many times, I've felt as if it wasn't good enough and like I could do it better, but I trudged through and finally got it up! Many thanks to Charlie (moondaniel) for being my wonderful beta. As soon as we started to message, we immediately clicked and I can now call him one of my closest friends despite being countries apart. I love you and thank you for being amazing. Thank you to latchart for the wonderful art! I love it so much and I think that is a beautiful portrayal of Virtuo! Extra thanks to Eliza () for listening to me rant about the story and giving me tips on how to expand and make everything better. You are my favorite person in the world. And finally, I'd like to give a shoutout to my roommate, Monique () for allowing me to talk about this fucking story for literally an hour. I couldn't have done this without all of you and I love you all so much c:

-

The ground was shaking.

It was the only thing that registered in Phil's mind as soon as his mum had shoved him into the kitchen cabinet, giving him a pair of earplugs and shutting the door with a kiss on the forehead. Her eyes were sad as she murmured, "Put these in, honey. Cover your ears please and don't come out until I tell you it's alright again."

He tried to tell her that it was alright, that he knew how to fight, but she just smiled sadly at him and shut the cabinet door. After many moments of contemplating, upon hearing a high pitched scream that rattled his bones, he crammed the plugs into his ears and curled into a small ball.

Despite blocking out most sound, some noise still poked through Phil's eardrums. Loud crashes and thumps. Booming and metallic clanking. Screaming. He couldn't seem to shake the noises from his head, shivering and sniffling when they emerged through the cracks in the cupboard, leaking through the styrofoam nestled in his ears. They wouldn't go away and he pressed his palms against his ears, trying to stop the screams melting into his mind.

It was no secret that they were in a war. It'd been obvious for hundreds of years, taught about in each school since primary education. Their home planet, Virtuo, has been in disagreement with the neighboring planet, Nefaris, for Phil's entire existence. From a young age, he's been taught what Nefarian people look like, act like, and how they attack.

Tanned skin with a golden sheen, eyes black as coal, hair like ringlets of mud. They are ruthless killers that threaten the peace of the Virtuous, attacking with loud explosions and inhumane weapons. Kill upon meeting. Do not trust these creatures for they will be Virtuo's doom.

He didn't know how long he had been inside the cabinet for, or how long he had shut his eyes, trying to keep out the noises of fighting around him. After what seemed like ages, everything stopped.

Stillness.

Phil took his hands away from his ears and listened, trying to find evidence of life nearby. He heard nothing, but that could also be due to his loud breathing and his shaking lungs. "Mum?" He whispered, not knowing if he expected an answer or not. His mother had told him not to go out of the cupboard until she said it was okay, but it's been hours and all that was happening was silence.