A loud noise echoed in the empty house,Damian jolted awake. Luce was no where to be seen. Nervously,Damian called out of him,a whimper was heard from the living room. "Luce...?" Damian called out for him. Luce had collapsed,the illness took a toll on him. "Luce! Luce are you okay?" Damian knelt down to Luce who was on his knees clutching his chest in agony. "I'm fine.." Luce grunted painfully. "Liar. You're a liar,Luce. Stop it. It's pointless." Damian snapped at his brother. Luce cowered back. "I-i'm sorry..." He mumbled tearfull. "I just don't want you to worry..." Damian let out a sigh and hugged Luce around the neck. "It's okay,we'll get through this together." He held Luce close as he said this. "Promise..?" Luce said,shakly. "Promise." Damian smiled at his brother. "You two okay?!" Darman ran in,startling them both. "Y-yeah...just the illness acting up." Luce looked up at Darman as he spoke. "Luce,go lie down and take your meds,Damian,Alikai needs to speak to you." Damian told the boys,strictly. "Alright,I'll be back later,Luce." Damian laced his boots up as he hadn't bothered to do so earlier,he was more concerned about his brother. "Come." Darman ordered Damian,Damian followed Darman to his father's study. "Sit,we need to talk." Alikai's voice was cold,out of character for him,Damian sat,awaiting what Alikai was going to say.
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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.
