Garlox quest

Chapter 46; Fountain.

'I see.. What has changed your mind, man who has forgotten his name?' February's father looked down, and saw the two worlds, spinning in harmony. 'You see, while I have two childeren roaming in between planets.. I also have a wife stuck with me in between. I don't know how old my childeren are now, but I believe that.. If we raised atleast two, we would teach them discipline, and how to take care of themselves. As a parent, I think that I have fulfilled my job. It would be wrong to drag my wife along with my doubts, and insecurities.. She's in pain, and I would never want her to suffer because of what I fear. I should be strong for her, and help her through difficult times, not force her into such times.' February's mom put her hands against the star-shaped prison. 'Oh, Valentine.. I wish I could be strong with you, but I think that this is the best solution. And.. If the supreme god promises us that we can be together once more, than everything will be fine.' She smiled to Valentine, and he smiled back at her. 'For your bound is so strong, you have to marry once more.' The two star shaped prions came together, and shattered. Like a romantic dream, the shattered stars created a fine stardust that would flutter all around them. The supreme god created a glass staircase, and a glass aisle. 'Based on what is left of your memories, I have created a dress, and a suit.' The stardust attached itself to Valentine and Janine. They both wore the exact same outfit the first time they got married. Valentines suit was slick, yet rugged. Janine had a elegant ballgown, decorated with ribbons and beads. 'You look just as beautiful..' Valentine stroke Janine's cheek, and gave her a gentle smile. 'And you still look as rugged. as before..' Janine smiled back at Valentine, and gently put her hand on his. Both were happy to touch eachother again, to be together once more. But they also knew that after the wedding, that they would be falling stars. They would rapidly forget everything they know, and be born as new childeren. They only had a vague promise that they would reunite again one day, to love eachother still. But nothing was set in stone. All they could do was trust in the ways of love. Hand in hand, they walked down the aisle like how they had 25 years ago. At the end, there was an embodiment of the supreme god, made out of stardust. 'We have all gathered here today, to not connect these people for this life cycle, but for as long as their souls may be connected. I shall hereby connect these 2 souls, if they both agree. Valentine, what is you answer?' Valentine gazed deeply in Janine's eyes, and nodded. 'I do.' 'And janine, what is your answer?' Janine dried her watery eyes, and looked at Valentine. 'Yes, I do.' The Aisle started to crumble, and they were both preparing for the suffering they had to go through. 'As the last piece of this wedding will crumble down your feet, may my blessing last forever. I bless you all.' Along with the disappearing floor, the embodiment of the supreme god faded away. 'I love you, for always.' 'I love you too.' Both of them held tight to one another, as they fell to certain doom.

'Ofcourse they're already onto Mex!' Gantius forcefully pulled his arm out of the inspectors grip. 'He is a part of this legacy. They should know all about it!' The inspector groaned, and rubbed his face. 'Do you have any idea in how much danger he might be?! A stranger with powers unknown, that might harm them? Do you have any idea what we would do if we got such an announcement?! We would kill them the same instant. No questions asked.' Gantius looked surprised at what the inspector just had said. 'Kill them? N-no.. You should always ask about them, learn about their culture..' 'What if their culture contains killing?! We just can't have it. We're already at war, and we simply can't trust everyone that comes this way. We should stick with our own people, even if they're almost as monstrous.' Gantius held dearly to his scrolls. It now seemed more important to him than ever. 'Y-you don't understand. All people are beautiful in their own way. Sure, they have flaws. But everyone deserves to be heard!' The inspector shook his head, at put a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't care for what Gantius was thinking about it. 'You have it simple. You only see the top layer, the good people that you protect. I deal with the scum, the bottom layer. A man who stabbed his wife, only for the money. A mother that abducted her child to never be seen by his father. Not every story is beautiful. The first cases, sure. You start to wonder. But later you start to see a pettern. Humans are just sick, greedy, envious. The sin knows no end.' Gantius pushed the inspector, and filled the crack with the last scrolls that he was holding on to for so long. 'I can't believe you! The inspector pushed Gantius back. 'I just told you in how much danger Mex might be, and you continue to feed this thread only to spread the word of Garlox?!' 'I can't believe you, Inspector! If they would understand, they would know that Mex isn't a thread, they would understand what had happened! Maybe they would work together, and try to get Mex in contact with us somehow.' The inspector shook his head, and angrily threw his cigarette on the floor. 'They wouldn't! They would just use Mex for his powers, why would they return him if they can benefit from his presence?!' Gantius pressed the palms of his head against his head. 'No, no. They wouldn't! Mex wants to go home as well, I know he wants to save his people!' The inspector took another step closer to Gantius, and poked his chest with his indexfinger. 'He doesn't want to save us, he doesn't want to go back. He can't go back, and even if he could. He wouldn't. Because the last time I asked, you had a falling out with him. I don't think someone who is enjoying his stay would leave with an argument. You. Are. Wrong.' Gantius frowned at the inspector, but deep in his heart he knew that what he said was true. They had fought, and he did leave because he didn't want to be the saviour. 'Inspector, behind you! Fire!'

'Something is off, February.' February seemed to be amazed by the pitchfork that the person next to her was carrying. She didn't even bother to pay attention to Mex. 'February!' 'Huh? Oh, I'm so sorry Mex.' February talked to him inside his head, but her attention was still foccussed on the pitchfork. 'Yes, it's very weird... Do you know about what monster she was speaking?' 'I think so..' Queenly was still the centre of attention, blowing kisses to her people. 'It might have been Lynch, or that guy who looks like me.. But I don't understand why they would do such a thing.' February tried to touch the pitchfork, but the guy standing next to walked away. 'Ahw, man.' 'February!' 'Huh?! Oh.. Right, yes. I don't know as well, sadly.' 'Everyone, in honour of my friend, and fellow Royal. I would like to invite everyone to the bar! Drinks are on your new head royal.' People chanted, and followed Queenly to the bar. Gladia was left behind, sighing and moaning on the stairs. 'We should try to talk to her.' 'But her tongue is cut off? How can she speak?' February did have a point. 'But, you can use your powers, right?' February shook her head. 'I can only enter the lexicon and look for words that I can use to communicate with them. I can't read minds!' 'Sure. Because reading minds would be too difficult.' February nodded, and waved at the guy with the pitchfork. 'I know something just isn't right. We can't ask Queenly because she's too busy being popular. And we can't ask Gladia. She can't speak nor write. 'I wish my brother was here. He is so smart, he would figure something out..' Mex shook his head, and stared at Gladia. It was quite an unsightfull look, but he felt sorry for her. 'How about we head home? The night will be quite rowdy' February giggled. 'Why not join the rowdy?' Mex chuckled, but shook his head. 'I think we've had enough rowdy for today.' An awkard silence passed, as both didn't really know where to go. 'Did ehm... Gizma say anything about your world?' February shook her head. 'No.. He said that he couldn't read anything out of the letter.' 'Ha, wat a quack.' Mex replied. 'I knew that he wasn't that strong.' February smiled awkwardly 'Yeah, let's not talk about it.. Okay?' Mex turned his head in surprise, and saw February lowering her head. 'I'm sorry... I knew you really wanted to know what happened to your parents, and your brothers and sisters.' February shook her head and looked up at the, now pitch dark, sky. 'Wanna go home?' Mex smiled, and held February's hand. 'What's home nowadays, right?' February held Mex's hand tight, and they both teleported back home.