The Timeless Prince

5

'Dear Virgil Black, I am writing to you with an offer I hope you'll find beneficial. I have a program in Florida that helps men who are struggling in some way. We provide housing, food, medical, and a job if you so chose to participate. I understand you may be wary. In this day in age, offers like this don't come round often. I assure you it is legit and I am willing to even pay for your relocation. The job is simple as well. My friends and I have a YouTube channel. Your job will be to play a character for the series on said channel. We may discuss this more upon arrival if you choose to accept. The whole premise of the series and program is to help you, and others, work through the mental and emotional issues you are facing. I understand that you have anxiety that prevents you from living your life to its fullest. I hope to help you accomplish a way to work through your struggles and come out on top, ready and able for a more fulfilling life. Others have already agreed so you will not be alone in this journey. I do hope you'll accept this offer. I have disclosed my number at the bottom as well as an address. I hope to hear from you soon. Sincerely...'

"Thomas Sanders?" Virgil stood there staring at this man with... disappointment or surprise... maybe concern? He was expecting the descendent of the Enchantress to be... well not the man he was looking at. The man in front of him had a bring red shirt complete with a star in the middle, a bubbly personality, and an almost infectious smile. Almost... To be totally honest Virgil wasn't sure why he accepted the letter. He assumed it was because of the names Sanders but... he just didn't know. 

Looking around the place he regretted his decision. The place was big, yes... there was plenty of space just to get lost in but there were too many people. Virgil didn't even know how many. Right now all he saw was 5 including himself and he was not entirely happy. 

"Yes... and you are?" Great that must mean he is expecting more people. Virgil frowned as he rolled his eyes. 

"Virgil." The man before him smiled brightly as he literally pulled him inside. Thankfully he was wearing his hoodie so Thomas didn't actually touch his skin. He was going to have to set some ground rules. He doesn't do skin to skin contact. Not since Roman... he just... He can't go through that again. He doesn't like getting touched. Plus he read somewhere that sometimes when you lose a soulmate the world will give you a new one. Virgil doesn't think the universe would ever deem him good enough for another one. But more still... He doesn't want another. He wants his Roman. His Roman... not some replacement. He got 3 happy years with this man. Only three years. He wanted so many more. Instead, he got millennia without him. Thomas dragged him further into the room and over to the group of three other men making Virgil frown with anxiety. He quickly tore his hand from Thomas who glanced back with concern but ignored it.

"Guys... I have someone I'd like you to meet! He'll be joining us from on." Virgil tensed as a young man with blonde hair squealed loudly. He could already tell this one was NOT going to listen to his 'no touching' rule. The one beside him was less... well everything. He had black hair slicked back hair and bright hazel eyes hidden behind black frames. Virgil frowned feeling the calm aura that branched out around the man as their eyes met. He had a very commanding presence. Different than the other who had a very loving and soft presence but Virgil was a lot stronger then he was all that time ago. He could sense the strength in the bubbly one. A true... fatherly presence. Soft but terrifying...

"OMG, another new kiddo!" Virgil froze up as the voice sturred around him. The one off to the side chuckled as Thomas started to hand out packets making the final guy move closer to the group.

"Since you agreed to participate in the channel I went ahead and mapped out your character. Feel free to come to me with any changes. I want it to be as natural to you as it can be." Virgil nodded, trying to stay as silent as he could be as he held the paper tightly looking through it. Thomas hadn't been lying when he said the purpose was to help with there issues. He had literally named his character Anxiety. Anxiety... yep thats who he was. There was Anxiety, Morality, Logic, and... Virgil narrowed his eyes as he flipped through the pages again. Morality a.k.a Patton. Logic a.k.a Logan.