"Hey,wake up,sunshine." Alikai's spoke in his usual cheerful manner. "It's almost twelve." Another voice said,but colder. Of course. It was Darman. Even though Darman practically raised Damian,he despised Darman. Damian opened his eyes. Was it a dream? Was the town under attack?
He looked out the window,everything was the way it was. Luce tackled Damian. "Good morning!~" Luce teased in a joking manner. "Yeah yeah...get off me,you're heavy." Damian grunted,annoyance in his tone. "Watch your tone." Darman snapped. "Zip it,you're not my father." Damian retorted,Darman cringed back in shock. "Damian? You okay...? You never talk back to dad or Darman." Luce said,putting a hand on Damian's shoulder. Luce had been sick for a while,the illness is rare so there's not much doctors can do. "Monoheart...stupid Monoheart. Why did it have to be Luce? He doesn't deserve it." Those words echoed in Damian's thoughts. "Why? Why does it have to be you? Why can't it be me? " Damian gasped putting his head in his hands. "Damian...we've been over this." Luce smiled weakly at Damian as he spoke. Luce pulled Damian close in a hug. "Damian...I'm okay. It'll heal,I promise." Luce reassured Damian. "How do you know...?" Damian looked up,tears trickling down his face. "I just do." Luce kissed his brother's forehead. "Damian,get some rest. Luce,stay with your brother." Alikai ordered the two in a strict tone. "Okay." Luce smiled at their father as he curled up beside Damian and shut his eyes.
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Dreaming
FantasyDamian is a Guardian. He's 400 years of age. He despises Darman,even though Darman took care of him. He keeps having these dreams of an attack. But soon,his dreams become reality and he has to sacrifice his home,or his life.
