Moonlight filtered through the translucent curtains that flowed lightly from the breeze coming through the opened windowed doors that led to the stone balcony where Silver stood leaning against the railing. The young albino sight as he rested his head in his hand, he looked out upon the shiny ocean surface that surrounded Paradise. He still had a hard time grasping that this was a pocket dimension and that they were somehow safe from the wreck that was now the entire world, by Zielo.
Sliver frowned at the thought of the Dark God. He hated knowing the fact that he was the one out of the three brothers supposed to represent him, it made him sick once he found out the things he had done. Most of it was vague but from what he could remember Sonic saying the first time the three of them came across Zielo. The blue hedgehog and nearly lost himself to his anger saying something about how the Dark God had killed his father, Shadow had held him back but not for long. Thankfully though they had managed to escape from Zielo and end up in Paradise. Silver's frowned deepened when his thoughts drifted from his newly found brothers back to Zielo, when he thought about it there were a lot of glaring similarities between the Dark God and him. Appearance-wise was a bit of a stretch but Silver had noticed that his psychokinesis's glow was the same chilling cyan as Zielo's eyes. The young psychic glanced down at the hand not supporting his head and the glowing circle on his palm, the light seemed to pulse in time with his heartbeat the longer he stared at it. He blinked down curiously at it, he hadn't noticed that before considering every time he previously used his powers was because he was in a life-threatening situation.
Silver let out a long breath through his nose removed his head from his hand before turning and sliding down against the railing to sit on the floor. Standing for a long time still made him dizzy and tired considering he was still healing from malnourishment, he pulled his knees to his chest and rest his forehead against them. He vaguely could remember how he had gotten to the timeline because his timeline was obliterated by Zielo himself.
I can't believe it's gone, my home, everything...
Silver wanted to cry but found he couldn't, he didn't see an exact reason to mourn such a frightful place even if it was technically his home. The future, as he had realized from Sonic telling him the year, was an awful place full of fire and screams and...
Death... There was always so much death...
Silver shook his head trying to rid himself of those sort of thoughts though it didn't work as his thought once again returned to Zielo, he noticed how the Demi-Gods refrained from addressing him as they did to Sonic and Shadow. He noticed how Sonic slightly tensed being called Heephis Copy, as Shadow's normal scowl would deepen when addressed as the Celios Copy. He understood why no one wanted to be seen as a copy of someone else much less the very Gods who created this world, it made them feel less of a person and more of an object. He noticed how Sol would refuse to look in his direction sometimes as if his presence alone was causing her distress, which in a way it was. He knew that Sonic and Shadow had a similar effect on her but she acted particularly cold towards him, and he knew exactly why.
Because I'm like Him and that's all they see...
Silver curled into himself more, pulling his knees closer to his chest nearly pulling himself into a ball. He shivered when a soft breeze blew past ruffling through his quills. The young albino froze when he felt something soft wrap around his shoulders, he quickly looked up but relaxed when he saw it was only Sonic. The younger male glanced down and noticed that he had placed a blanket around his shoulder, shooting a small smile of gratitude he wrapped around himself more firmly while Sonic took a seat beside him. It was awhile before the two said anything.
YOU ARE READING
Finding Comfort In You
FanfictionIf there was one thing the Sons of Heephis had in common it was trauma. All three have been through harsh times some worse than others but harsh all the same. For only knowing each other for less than a week it was strange to be able to find comfort...