Our Legacy (Eddsworld ~Cinderella AU~ Sequel)

Chapter 12

The wooden door swung open, Tom and Tord were ready to pounce and fight for their survival. "T-tom..?" a small and calm voice stopped them in their tracks. Thomas couldn't believe his eyes, right there, standing in front of him and his lover was none other than...
(JOHN CENA!!😂)

His younger stepbrother, the short man walked towards the king and slowly kneeled to the ground, he bowed his head and said,"Your majesty, it is such an an honor to see you." Tom kneeled beside Jon and instantly hugged him. Jon shifted uncomfortably, before hugging Tom back as tears fell down his face. "I told you, there was something familiar about them." Tord recognized the deep voice from behind Jon and saw that same mysterious man walk up to him. Jon let go of Tom and helped him up as he turned to the man that Tom and Tord had shared their prison sentence with, "Oh, Malcom. Thank You, thank you, thank you! This mission is a success because of you!" Jon gleamed of excitement. Malcom looked into Jon's soft black eyes with his scorching green ones, the state seemed unbreakable and they both shared two completely different smiles.
"Jon, how are you here?" Tom asked out of the blue, stopping the tender moment; although, he enjoyed watching his younger brother find interest in someone for once. "And where exactly is here?" Tord asked shortly after. Jon broke the gaze between Malcom and himself, looking to his brother. "Welcome to the underground Rebellion!"
"Rebellion?" Tord asked, still slightly confused. "Your kingdom inspired many people to finally break their shells and be who they really are, love who they want to love. Sadly, not all kingdoms agree with that." Tord looked down, completely understanding what the baby blue clad had meant. "Thomas," Tom looked up at the sound of his name being called and faced Jon, "you inspired me to finally be open and admit to myself that I was different from others. Of course, father didn't take it the way I would have hoped; he and Mark thought I was influenced by you or it was just a phase I would pass." Jon was looking at his feet, a habit of his when he felt sad or troubled; Malcom put a reassuring pat on his shoulder, while Tom lifted Jon's face with both of his hands. Jon leaned into the warmth and smiled at the affection. "So I ran away. I knew I couldn't change and I wasn't going to. I hid away from them and soon, I found others like me. They were all in hiding because of who they were. We became a rebellion together and built this whole lair underground. That way it would be hard to track us." Malcom and some of the others in the room smiled at the thought of how they all met, "these people. They are my family, Tom." Nothing could get rid of the smile on Tom's face, although they hadn't really gotten to know each other over the years, the two boys felt a close connection with each other than what they did with the other family members. Tom bearhugged his younger stepbrother, savoring this moment as long as he could. Only one word could describe what Tom had been feeling: PRIDE! Pride for his brother, pride for these people in the Rebellion, pride for his kingdom, pride for his husband and his daughter. In this moment, Tom felt on top of the world.

Moments later, Jon was giving Tom and Tord a tour of the whole underground, while introducing them to other soldiers. They both learned a lot, like that Jon was actually the head medic in the Rebellion and Malcom was a spy. That Jon didn't like just women, in fact he liked men as well; Malcom said it didn't matter what gender they were, he never really liked anyone unless he's known them after a long time and they share some sort of emotional bond. Alongside Malcom and Jon were Dalton, Alex, Sage, Camryn and Jasmine. Dalton was assigned a different gender than what he identified as, but he's always known how wrong the doctor was. Of course, the Christianic kingdom he came from would not approve. He ran away and became the rebellion's blacksmith through his creativity and ability to stand the heat.
Alex is a male who doesn't feel much attraction towards others, he doesn't have lust or that intruiging pull to have sex with someone; he will normally just end up liking someone. Alex is the historian as they like to call him, he records every defeat and accomplishment they make that he hopes will stay for generations.
Sage has no gender, or no preference between their genders. They were assigned at birth, but never felt like they were either male or female, they were always kind of stuck in the middle. Sage is the chef, they gather and prepare meals for the entire underground; not to mention, they're in charge of the whole cooking department. This was not acceptable back in their village, since they were known as someone who hunted, gathered, and cooked.
Camryn is special. She was known as the best assassin and a heart breaker. She was drop dead gorgeous, men from all over swooned over her; nonetheless, she would turn them down. She was a princess at her last kingdom, until she "mysteriously" disappeared after the beheading of her most trusted knight, a woman named Annabelle. She's never loved anyone since.
Jasmine was rescued by the Rebellion when she was 4 years old. She is 7 now and is trying her best to help the Rebellion in any way she can. She studies and trains as much as she can, but who she really looks up to is Jon. He's tough and gentle at the same time and she knows he would do anything to protect her.
Tom and Tord were amazed at all the people down under the earth, planning and training for their next mission. Jasmine was walking side by side with Jon, holding his hand in front of all of them. "Here we are," they said in unison, almost scaring the other two. Tord looked in front of them to see a wooden door with a golden lining, "where does this go?"
"Your room, silly!" Jasmine said in her song like voice and a wide smile. Tom chuckled and gave her a pat on the head, smiling back. Jon let them into the room, which held a large oak coffee table, with a dark-colored queen sized bed behind it, and two oak stands on either side. Tom gasped and spun around to the group, "this is too much." Tord agreed, but after everyone shook their heads and insisted, the two had no choice, but to take the room and bid everyone a goodnight.