A Rainbow In The Night

A Windy Afternoon

"Showoff."

"What was that all about?" I ask.

Hercules cocks his head to the side.

"He is what you call, cocky."

"Well I can see that genius." I say sarcastically.

Looking around resulted in nothing since nothing was around. Trees swayed as the wind blew through their leaves, causing them to fall.

I looked back at Hercules, playing with his sword. Where he got it I don't know, since he didn't have it before.

I was still standing, even though my pain made me want to collapse into the folliage, to sleep forever without a care, not knowing what was coming.

"Maybe..."

"Hm?"

"Maybe we can go home, or maybe we cant."

"Home? What's home Hercules?"

He sat there with a serious look plastered to his face. He looked, nervous, or scared.

"For a person living on the streets, the street is their home. For a Greek God, Olympus, but..."

I was glued to his every word, like a young child listening to a story.

"For me, if somone, somewhere out there is thinking about me, that is my home."

"Then we're already home."

He looked up and smiled. His smile filled me with happiness and strength. He understood what I meant.

The smell of pine filled the air as sap dripped down from the trees onto the grass. Birds chirped and fluttered by.

A calm scenery.

I closed my eyes and breathed in deep. I sat back down onto the leaves and leaned back, resting my head on something.

The sky was covered with a pale blue glow, not a cloud in sight. Trees stretched past the infinate sky and beyond, and their branches reached out for eachother.

It was beautiful.

Hercules cleared his throat.

"Isn't it breathtaking. To think all of this was made so naturally, so perfect."

I sat up, staring at him laying on the grass, hands behind his head. Flowers outlined his relaxed shape and a butterfly, sitting gracefully on his nose.

"Hey, want to see something? I've been working on this new magic."

He was using sign language, as to not disturb the diamond-like butterfly.

I nodded, suprised i could still remember sign language.

His hand was closing in on the small insect and got cupped inside. He stared at his hands for a while, then uncupped them.

The butterfly was incased in jagged crystals.

"Won't that kill it?" I asked shockingly.

"Well, its either this, or that frog on your head would've eaten it."

Understand that no frog was on my head, but not for long. A purple frog jumped on my forehead and ate a mosquito on my arm.

"Mmmmmmm. How did you know about the frog?"

"A little birdy told me."

"A birdy?"

"Ya that one on your sholder."

"..."

Sure enough their was a perigan falcon on my sholder a couple seconds later. Now I was confused.

"Mmm..."

"Hahaha your face makes me laugh!"

I laughed too.

The sun was starting to set, and clouds rolled by, now showing themselves. Fireflies twinkled in the rays of the sunset creating daylight stars.

Hercules became nervous. He stared at something falling. It landed on my head. A bloody leaf.

"I..."

Is all I could manage before i was snatched up to a tree.

"So, you haven't left."

"Obviously, it's not like i'm going anywhere like this."

"You are very stupid."

"Excuse me? Look who's talking."

He looked at me with a caring stare, but his facial features showed anger and fear. His eyes...they were not like the scowl on his face or his clenched fists grabbing my shirt. He kept me close.

Why does he care about me. Why do you care Zagrues?