The Legend Of Moon

1. No more Luka

Sid's POV

"How is he doing?", I asked as my twin brother Ash came downstairs with a sad look on his face. "Not good", he whispered. "He's getting worse. If this continues, he'll be gone soon." Tears hid inside his eyes, trying not to cry even if we both fell as sad. We've always been since our older brother Luka was detected with a deadly virus that was killing him slowely. And unlike all the others of the Medieval Village, we couldn't pay any big bills. That was one of the main reasons we stayed at home, babysitting our brother while it used to be the other way around. We could afford no doctors, no medication, nothing. But even so, since we were pretty known and loved by the people in our town, they often helped us out. Such as today, mom had to go work once more so we would be able to live, so lady Sicilia, princess of the south, came over to help us out at house. Princess Sicilia of the south, unlike a lot of other royal family members, she was just like any other commoner. She lived between the people in a normal house, with normal clothes, no servents and on her own a bit further in the street. Everyone liked her, but she prefered my brother Luka, the one she fell in love with a few years ago. It was hard for her to take the news of my brothers illness, yet she continued loving him like he never was infected. "Still, you shouldn't give up", she spoke as she walked downstairs behind Ash, arriving in the living room behind him. "He is a very strong boy, you should know so." The courage giving smile on her face assured me she knew what she spoke about, even if she was uncertain herself. Luka was indeed strong, but if the sickness was stronger, it was a big discussion. "We try", I replied. "But it's not that easy when your brother gets weaker. The way he is now, he could die any moment." Footsteps on the stairs made us shut up. "You don't have to stop speaking because I walk in", Luka spoke, sore and hardly hearable. He leaned on the walls for support so he wouldn't fall. "You should be in bed", Sicilia answered him as she ran to him to help. "I am fine, do not worry." He hardly made his way towards the living room where he sat down, staring us in the eye. "You were speaking bad about me again, weren't you?" The look of hurt and pain reflected in his eyes, what got me to look down. "I thought so..." The sadness in his voice was clear, understandable. 

"It's not like we mean to", Ash tried to explain. "It's just..." "Just what?" The hurt didn't leave our brother's tone as he continued to stare to the ground, knowing his situation was bringing us down. "We don't like seeing you sad, it's fearful to know we can lose you anytime." A tear rolled down Luka's face. "Do you think I don't know that?" The sadness broke his volume, tearing us apart on the inside. "Don't you know how awful it is to breath and live to the fullest while everyone around you mours your dead already? Do you not know how painful it is to know you bring everyone down? I didn't chose it, I never did. But I can't change it. Neither can anyone of you." Tears kept falling. "You all act like I am gone already while I am still here. Stop with reminding me it could be my last day!" The anger and depressed look he spread across the room made him stand up, leaving us all behind as he went upstairs to his room. Silence fell again above us all, wondering what we could do, what we did and what we would change. "Maybe he was right", Ash spoke up after a long time of passing time. Sicilia nodded. "He knows it already and probebly wants to enjoy his last days. It's wrong of us to act that way towards him." I agreed. "It's the other way around. He doesn't bring us down, we bring him down." Silence once again met us, making me stand up and walk upstairs. I couldn't leave Luka suffering like that, I had to apologise. 

His door was the one on the right, the smallest one of the three so Ash and I could share a room. It smelled like paper and dirt. On his door he had drawn his name 'Luka Horizon' in beautiful letters and several little doodles in paint. "Luka? You there?" I asked as soon as I opened the door a little more, revealing an empty room with just a bed against the wall. The light falling through the smal window was poor, not strong or nice at all, barely noticed. "Luka?" No response followed, neither was he to be seen. "What's wrong, Sid?", Ash called out from downstairs. "I can't find Luka anywhere!", I replied, kinda worried as I checked every other empty room upstairs. "That's impossible!", he answered. "He went upstairs a few minutes ago!" I nodded, checking everywhere again but finding no big brother. "I know, he is not here!" "Well, he isn't downstairs either." The concern grew in the whole house.

"You sure?", Sicilia asked as I came downstairs. I nodded. "Very sure, he is not here." "What do we do now? He can't just dissapear like that." Ash was right, but we had no explination. "We can't go tell around to everybody, panic will raise and we have to avoid that for now", Sicilia instructed. "I shall contact Holly Shaw as soon as I arrive home, she'll know who to contact. She is my aunt after all." She smilled, we nodded. "On top of that, I am sure if we'll explain the situation about your brothers health, she'll send help to us as well. But for now, his dissapearance is first. We've got to find Luka, before it's too late."