Creature of the Shadows

Forgotten Brother

Flug's pov

    Slug seemed to have drifted off in thought, so I allowed him to think. He sat in my chair staring down at the desk. he sat there for a good few minutes, quietly thinking. I was just going to leave him there until I notice that he was starting cry.

    "Slug? You alright?" I asked in a concerned tone.

    He snapped out of whatever state he was in by shaking his head. He turned to look at me. I could see his tear-filled eyes through his goggles. I had the urge to try and comfort him. To hug him and keep him close. And so I acted on that urge.

    I hugged him, rubbing small circles on his back. He seemed a bit shocked at this action, but he started to cry more he buries his head into my chest. He kept crying for a good bit. 

    Eventually, his crying died down to pure silence. So I decided to finally speak.

    "You okay?" I asked in a soft voice. He didn't reply. I let out a small sigh but continued to keep him close. 

   His bag must have been irritating him as he took it off along with his goggles. I didn't even dare to look down. I don't want him to feel any more upset than he already is.

    After a few seconds, he finally spoke up, "I'm fine now."

    So I let him out of our embrace. I look at him in surprise.

    He wore a black bandana that covered the entirety of his mouth and his nose. But his eyes. Even though they were the eyes of a shadow daemon, always changing colors, they looked so familiar to me.

    They were a bright purple. Fear. I can smell it too. Is he scared about the fact that I know he's a shadow daemon? No, he couldn't be. He should know that I am one too, right? Maybe I should show him my face to show that it's alright.

    So I reached up to take off my bag. To show him that I'm like him.

    He let out a gasp. Maybe he didn't know I was one too???

    "Lele?" he mutters very quietly looking up at me with tears in his eyes. The name... So familiar... 

    "DD?" I say back without even knowing what it meant. 

    Slug than hugged me, very tight. He was crying again, but this time he wasn't crying because of sadness.

    "I thought I lost you! When mom and dad told me that you ran away I feared that something might have happened to you! I was so upset! And so was mom and dad!" he started to shouted as he cried on my shoulder. None of this made sense to me.

    "Woah, woah there, calm down. What are you talking about?" I asked him. He takes a step back to look me in the eyes, to see if I was lying.

    "You don't remember me?" he asked sounding hurt. His previously yellow eyes faded to a blue. Happiness/joy to sadness.

   "Should I?" I asked.

    "I'm Dexter, Dexter Schmidt. We're brothers. You used to always call me DD cuz I used to always call you Lele. I called you Lele because when I was a toddler it was much easier to say than Liam. You are Liam Schmidt aren't you?" he asked. 

    "That... that doesn't make sense..." I say thinking to myself, "How? Shouldn't I know that I have a brother?"

    "I... I would assume that you would..." he said sounding very disappointed. I looked at his face. It did seem familiar.