Important details:
• Gay couple
• Picture given is not completely accurate
• Ruija (oc basically everything)3rd POV
Ian looked over his shoulder. He could see his pretty cute husband playing with their child Moon. It made him happy. He had a beautiful family and was very glad. Ten years ago he would laugh had someone told him he was going to fall in love with a god, have his love returned and marry him. And have children. Biological children.
"Love.. Could you take care of Moonie for me? I need to do something real quick"
Hearing the soft voice of Cain he nodded, not noticing the painful expression he put on. Soon after footsteps appeared and the raven haired man was gone.
Where he had gone, Ian did not know. And he didn't want to, if Cain didn't want to tell, he wouldn't beg for answers.
Big mistake.Ian heard a phone ringing, picking it right up and going over to the balcony to talk with the person on line. By the name that showed up, it was Cain.
"Hey"
A broken voice came out, surprising Ian. This was certainly unusual. He could hovewer still tell it was his love. Gulping, he responded:
"Hi.. Is something wrong?"
"No, not at all"The voice was quieter now, which only made Ian panick more. He wasn't an idiot, something was clearly wrong. Biting the inside of his mouth, he continued the conversation.
"Babe, you can't trick me like that. I know something's wrong, what is it?"
"I.. here"Before he could progress what was happening, his body fell to the floor. Clearly unconscious, yet his mind responded.
He appeared in a white throne room, he knew this place from Cain's photographs. This is the place he ruled at with Matthew, a fallen and twisted angel that was long dead by now. He hovewer, could hear him entering the room, Cain in royal clothes right after him. Both were shouting.
"Why are even fighting over this? It is clear peace cannot be done! We are fighting whenever you like it or not!"
"There's no fucking way I'm agreeing to that!"
"Babe, look into the future! We will rule over the world! Our daughter will be a princess of the WHOLE world!"Mad laughter was heard from the man with feathered wings. Ian didn't like this, but since he knew Matthew was very much dead, be didn't stress over it too much.
"That'll only happen over my dead body! She's pure! Can't you see that?!?"
"Of course~ That more reason she rules this hellhole! What was that though? Do I have to kill you first?"
"You.. really.."
"What was that? Couldn't hear you, love"He could see tears in the shorter mans eyes. The dragon clearly held regret, but proceeded to talk.
"If you want to destroy everything I worked on, you'll have to kill me first! I won't allow this madness!"
Ian could see his lover shift to a more demon like appearance, the monsters breath heavy.
Cain stood slouched over sightly, staring at the angel he loved. He knew. Ko showed him. This was the day. He.. Gave the amulet. He succeeded.
Ian could see a gun appear in the crazed man's arm and gasped, fearing for Cain. Said guardian just turned around, but before he could walk away-
Boom!
With a gunshot a body fell to the floor, closing it's eyes and smiling with tears. He knew this was it, no turning back. Soon the angel came back to his senses and grabbed the body to his chest, crying. Their daughter Luna entered the room too, after hearing the noise. She soon joined in the grieving, crying her pa's name over and over.
Ian took a step back and brought a hand over his mouth. Multiple feelings ran over him, fear winning. 'That's how he lost his eye' the human thought. It was not long enough before he appeared on his balcony again.
Cain showed him his past and Ian was certainly creeped out. Soon he choked out a name;
"C-cain?"
"..."
"I am so sorry that happened to you"Sorrow was clear on his voice, the man was so very sad and scared. He didn't know if his little dragon still lived.
"Cain, answer me.."
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OneShots -- RANDOMNESS
Short StoryDoesn't contain fandoms of any sort!! LGBTQ+!! Currently contains: • Cian - OC gay couple • Sanshi - straight (original) and lesbian • Vent - Just depressing stuff, probably cutting in most cases