Heart Attack

Treat you better

We were all working based on the model Damian had proposed. It seemed that back in our earth a president of the country of the united states had decided to do something similar after a great war. But, according to what Tim had said, who was checking under an illusion disguise, the systems were constantly almost haked, he as well as the inventors down in Mantle were doing their best to always be modifying it to frustrate whoever was there and smoke them out. What was worse was that the word of our existence had leaked to Salem, not only that, I was the most noticeable of the four of us. 

As for what has been happening with Jason, we were told he had managed to sway the Faunus in Adam's control, and the people who were left in Vale, that he was going to rebuild everything. And, to our surprise, they listened to him. Jason has always had a way with words. We needed to then conquer the other two kingdoms, and turn the communications tower, or amity tower, into our castle for the four seasons. 

My little brother had been getting better at attacking and defending. He along with, Bart, Penny, and Whitley created a team, training now under the Atlas Academy. And their name is adorable! It is pronounced Boop! BWOP! I giggled slightly.

I sighed contently quietly drinking my beverage. Well, it was nice to have a small time to rest while helping and supervising the building of the Amity tower.

"I see you  are having fun Amyrti"

I looked to my side, there stood Altair, carefully sitting next to me.

"Greetings!" I said. "Would you like a drink?"

Altair shook his head, placing his hands on the table as we gazed at the others battling ad practicing. "It has been a while since I have seen the academy this energetic"

"Really?"

He nodded. "The novices seem to be learning fast and well..." I heard the golden-eyed male sigh.

"Has something occurred?" He was one of the few who didn't have aloud thoughts.

"No, not yet" With eyes closed Altair continued. "But, something might. Thanks to you, children of the seasons, we have been able to start battling for the well-deserved peace. You allowed us to believe in miracles, in the impossible. But..."

I waited, his pause felt like it was lasting forever.

"The heart is something different, volatile, influential, blinding. Just as is magic"

"What do you mean by this?"

"I fear it"

"Oh..." Now I felt uncomfortable, did he fear me? My existence? Was it because I could be emotional? My powers were under more control than Damian's and Jason's. "Is it me?"

"In a way, yes. But, it could be solved by both of us, if so you desire."

"Of course I do!" I answered with a smile. I got up from my place, we had rested enough. I threw my cup to the trash and floated by his side. "Please, do tell me what to do?"

"Let me speak. Do not judge me. And do not interrupt til the time is right"

How was I supposed to know? I blinked but nodded, grabbing some stuff with him and carrying it towards the tower.

"This man, Greyson as our King calls him, he made you cry"

"Yes..." I didn't like speaking about it. I looked away.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "Be sincere. Tell me all that is buried inside your heart"

"Well...I felt was alone" I closed my eyes, the face of Dick in my mind. "But, although I know he can't hurt me physically here, he can't speak to me because my friends do not allow me back to our dimension... I miss him"

I barely realized we were inside Amity, no one but us here. But it wasn't scary nor cold. 

"I won't lie to you," said Altair I could hear him walking towards me, his footsteps echoing on the ground. "In the months you have been here, and the things I have heard about him, I understand the reason as to why you miss him. But I am sure he's not right for you"

"I know..."I answered, shaking slightly. "I know! I don't need to hear it again!"

"I am just repeating it to make a point," he said calmly, I bit my lip squeezing my shut eyes. I could feel warmth start to surround me. "As I said before, I need you to listen and interrupt when the time is right." I nodded, not opening my eyes, unaware of him. He has this way of being undetectable, just like Ren and Blake. "You don't need to say anything or accept it...but I still want to say it"

I said nothing, where was he? I couldn't even detect his mind. I felt scared, Dick, he never left my mind. He tormented it sometimes. When I felt happy...he moved inside, whispering things of a happier time. Why?

"You are a wonderful person. Unpredictable, beautiful, sun on a rainy day. You are one of the most sensible ones, the one everyone trusts."

He wasn't Dick. Altair is a man who is serious, who is deadly loyal to his beliefs, strong in every way, even after having to bear responsibility for something he never did. Altair...sweet with a dark sense of humor, someone who rarely smiled to anyone...

"Your smiles are so sad. Your eyes are so distant. He took your shine. I shook, I could feel myself cooling down, one tear, two...they were boiling. "I wish I could make him suffer for every pain and tear you shed. To wake up with you, help you with everything, care for you as you do to everyone. I want to fight by your side... I worship you" I blinked, blurry-eyed feeling his hand on my cheek. I couldn't help but lean on it as his thumb brushed away my tears and the other tangled in my hair. "I just want to treat you better. You deserve a knight my queen. You would only have to say the word, and I would find the way to give you anything.I'd trade my life for yours. I would make your troubles disappear if I could..."

"What do you want to do?" I asked nervously, at last being able to see his sun-kissed face.

"I want to be with you..." he said, Altair had his other hand on my other cheek. "I just need you to say the word? I do not want to force you, my queen, my sun. I promise you you can take my hand as you did before and I'll stay there. I promise I won't let you down. We won't leave you alone, I won't leave you alone till death comes. "

"I... don't want to be alone," I said with a small smile. Was my face heating up? Was this the light? "I want to be with you....my friends...my team... my kingdom"

"Then, allow me to treat you better..."

We closed the gap, kissing at last. But, it was the screens turning on and footsteps that made us jump apart, back to back ready to fight. What we saw approaching was the precise man we were looking for:

Arthur Watts