Protecting the Chosen.

Chapter 1, destined meeting.

When they first told me i was his protector i was nervous. What if he didn't accept me? Or want me? Looking back at that moment. I can't help but laugh. It was true what my dad told me. A protector and the chosen are made for each other. A link that cannot be severed. Walking into that room my heart fluttered, beating hard in my chest. I saw him sitting in the middle, a group off elders around him. Looking down to the ground and slightly trembling. I couldn't help a frown forming on my face. Looking closer i saw his fingers twisting in his lap, hair a slight mess and his jacket slightly crooked. They told me his history, i was told how they found him and the shape he was in. I was unsettled and horrified. It all washed away when i took a step forward. the slight breeze coming in from a window behind him ruffled my hair slightly. The elders all looked my way, they wondered what i would do. After hesitating a bit i took another few steps closer and kneeled in front of him. He wouldn't look at me. His blond hair swamping the top of his head, covering his face. Reaching out i pushed it behind his ear. He looked up, though obviously frightened. Looking into his eyes, bright blue ones looked back into mine. I didn't fight the smile from creeping onto my face. "My name is Killian, and if you accept me Orion i will be your protector till my last breath." He was silent for a long time, not moving but not looking away either. "I accept." His voice was soft and hard to hear. Smiling even brighter i wrapped myself around him, hugging him tight. He flinched, but after he calmed i felt his small arms around my waist. his scent filling my nose and his heartbeat my ears.

That memory replayed in my mind every day, every time i struggled or wanted to give up. We both where twelve then, that timid boy turning into a fierce and powerful chosen it was a pleasure to see. I was happy to see the change. But even our combined strength would not have made a difference. A sigh left my lips, which i regretted soon after i felt the pain in my chest building up. My arms raised over my head, chained up tightly. the room i was in dark and small. My mind turned to the day everything went to hell, quite literally. I did everything in my power, but i was still so young, just 16 years old and barely finished training. My jaw tightened. I knew he was still alive, i could feel it when i wanted to. But that connection worked both ways. I had felt him reach out to me, allot of those times i stopped the connection. He couldn't know, this was my burden to bear. It wouldn't be long till they would come get me again, they never gave me time to heal before continuing again. Such a pain in the ass.. humans, always claiming to be the better species, but after being confronted about the existence of all the things they thought where stories they lost it, now? The world is in ruins and they have themselves to thank for that. They caused the war, and everything that happened after. Still the people who took me think they are the superior race, bullshit if you ask me. No race is above the other. We all have strengths and weaknesses that form a balance in the world. Only the chosen are able of tipping that balance if they wanted. I guess that was why they were after Orion. But they didn't take me in account. Even at 16 i was powerful. And my soul purpose in life is to protect Orion. So i did, at the cost of my own life. It has been years since i had seen him, i lost track after a few years. Must be around 7 now? I can't tell. After my body stopped changing time is a bit hard to comprehend. Still deep in thought i hardly noticed the door opening. The deep laugh pulled me out followed by a strong breeze of hot air. A growl left my lips as i laid eyes on him. His dirty blond hair neatly pulled back in a ponytail and dark brown eyes disgusted me to the core, the sight of him alone send my stomach into a twisting mess. "Ready my pet?" The raspy voice made my blood boil. The cane in his hand made contact with my shoulder and the painful burn made me double over, grinding my teeth i held back from making any noise, i would not give him the satisfaction. After he pulled away i let out the breath i didn't know i was holding and felt hands lift me up on my feet and dragged out into the hall. The guards not bothering to lift me up from the ground making my feet scrape across the floor. the white of the walls blinding me with its brightness, with all the horrors that happened here it was shocking how everything was so clean. not even a spot to be found. surprising as blood caked the floor more times then i could remember. It wasn't a long walk but when I caught sight of that dreaded door I winced. The door swung open and the guards dropped me on the cold metal table I laid on more often than the floor of my cell. the open room sparsely furnished, just a few iron tables and cabinet to my left. Straps where placed, scraping the already battered skin of my wrists and ankles. "there, my little pet. All set up for you. Now be a good boy and work with us today. We don't want to repeat yesterday now do we?' I snarled at the man. Disgust evident in my face as I looked at him. i could already smell the foul stench of perfume before i saw her.
'alright than, start with the routine Doctor.' The woman hidden from view stepped closer and a wicked grin was on her face. A syringe was plunged into my arm. first nothing happened but the look on her face told me that would short lived. Panting I could feel the burn slowly intensifying. She added a new mixture, the pale blue liquid glowing slightly. A gasp left me. I tried to scream for her to get away from me, to go away, but my voice froze and no words would come out. As she slowly pushed the syringe down and my heart stopped. Fear captured me. It was too late.

drawing of Killian(first atempt!)
-MysticWrynn