Shrt Story: The Tale of Ceven, The Son of a Hero and a Demon Part 3.5
This got wayyyy longer than I thought it would be... So I’m splitting the last part into two.
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Thrown into the dark, murky dungeon cells, Ceven's tears flowed silently as he sat curled up in a corner. His mother was left in the cell across from him, her wails and pleads ringing in his ears. A shaky breath and a slow inhale later, his eyes dart towards her with an emotion he never thought he would have directed at her. His hand moved up to his eye-patch and yanked it off of him.
"Why? Why did you lie?" Ceven's voice was near inaudible but the echoing of the cells made it sound loud enough to catch the attention of his mother, stopping her uncontrollable sobs. She stared at him, his eyes that were filled with anger, sadness and betrayal made her choke on her words. How could she have done such a thing? How could she hurt him, a child that was the product of her rendezvous with a human?
"I... I'm sorry. I just wanted to protect you. I-" She hung her head and stopped, recalling why she did it. Did she really do to protect him? Or was it all so she could save herself and forget about everything? "I didn't think he would find out. But I really wanted to tell your father, your real father, about you. I just wanted to run away from everything after years and years of being controlled and neglected from my parents, from Marvien." Noir looked at her son, an idea popping up in her head.
"I'm getting us out of here." A look of determination now on her face. "No more excuses, no turning back." She muttered to herself.
"How?" Ceven stared at her confusion. "There are guards outside, we are directly underneath the mansion, father-" He shook his head. "Lord Marvien will catch us before we even manage to leave the dungeons."
"I may look like this but I used to be the strongest demon in the kingdom before..."
Noir shook her head, "I'll save that for when we get out of here." She held up her hand and a dark cloud gathered around it before she grabbed the cell bars. The bars slowly started to corrode and crumbled down to her feet, making almost no sound at all.
Ceven watched, dumbfounded. He never knew his mother was so powerful. Could he have done such a thing if he were a true demon?
His mother engulfed her whole body with a dark mist and her ragged dress morphed into a dark slim-fitted dress that was easier to move in. She quickly went over to Ceven's cell and corroded the bars as well. She gave him a hug, one that conveyed everything she wished she could say. But now was not the time. "You know how to control your dark powers right?" She asked as she released him. He nodded and raised his left hand. Dark mist engulfed his body and his clothes morphed into a black suit.
"Good." She smiled. Looking at the eye-patch that was thrown to the ground, she picked it up and placed it inside her pocket before glancing back at him. "We'll talk more later." She held onto his hand as the two traversed the dingy dungeon, using their powers to conceal their presence, reminded of the times she would sneak out of the castle to see Orion. Getting out of the dungeon was the easy part as she could easily overpower most of the guards, another silver lining to Marvien not paying attention to her. The hard part was escaping the mansion without alerting Marvien who was likely still awake, watching their every move and planning on how to take over the kingdom. The two threaded carefully up the stairs, Noir's grip on Ceven's hand tightening every time a guard passed by, the day quickly turning dark.
Marvien was in his study, his eyes trained on the crystal floating on his desk. The crystal showed the live feed of the state of his mansion. It didn't seem like anything was amiss. But he couldn't be too careless. Even if Noir didn't look like it, she could indeed escape as easily as she wanted. That is if she wanted to. He watched as everything seemed quiet. Too quiet. Switching to watch the dungeon cells, his eyes widened slightly and he clicked his tongue. "They've escaped."
Being careful to avoid places that could possibly hide a crystal recorder, Noir and Ceven made their way across the mansion. Passing by guards and servants while concealing their presence was harder than Ceven thought, having nearly lost his focus a few times. It was understandable since he has never had any reason to use his powers. Even with the training he did secretly in his room or in the forest, his powers wouldn't increase by much.
Noir noticed her son's slowing pace and led him to a room to rest for a bit. They hid behind the dresser at the far end of the room, making sure both the window and door were in sight. "Are you okay, Ceven?" She asked worriedly as she turned her head towards him.
The boy nodded, panting slightly. "M-mom. Why am I weak? Am I really useless?" He looked at her with eyes filled with hurt.
"No! Of course you're not useless! And you are not weak." She hugged him as she shook her head. "If-if I'm right, your father might be a hero, someone blessed with the powers of angels. If he were a normal human, you..."
Noir averted her gaze, unable to reply. "I'm sorry, this is all your mother's fault. If I hadn't-"
Ceven stopped her, covering her mouth. "It's okay."
She sighed and nodded. Holding his hands in hers, she said, "You probably have both dark and light powers which is why the test showed you had lower than average powers. The test could only read your dark powers, not your light powers." She opened up his hands to show his palms. "You've always been using your left hand for casting right?"
He nodded, only now realising that he has only been able to use his left hand when trying to use his powers. Even Marvien questioned him about it but left it to being caused by Ceven's lack of power.
"Try using your right hand but instead of controlling the dark, try creating some light."
"But won't you get hurt?" He looked at her worriedly before glancing at his right hand.
"Don't worry. I doubt you'll be able to create such a big light in the Underworld." She reassured him.
He nodded and closed his eyes, focusing on the little light in the room from the giant crystal outside that acted as a light source for the demons. Slowly, he could sense the small white orbs that surrounded the window and everywhere else the light touched. They were faint, harder to gather than the dark orbs that the Underworld was filled with. The orbs started to gather around his right hand and when he opened his eyes, a bright mist covered his hand.
"I did it!" He exclaimed, looking at his mother who was shielding herself with a dark cloud. A look of surprise on her face as the light started shining brighter than she had anticipated.
The door burst open just as Ceven was moving towards his mother. Marvien was standing at the door, eyes widened after realising where the light was coming from. "Get them!" He exclaimed.
Noir looked at him in panic. "Ceven, throw it at him!"
The boy directed his hand at Marvien and imagined the still growing light shooting towards him. Marvien couldn't react in time and the light hit him, burning his skin and blinding him.
Noir grabbed her son's still outstretched arm and ran towards the window. Enveloping both of them in a layer of dark mist, she crashed into the window, her arms wrapped tightly around Ceven. "Hold on!" The two landed on the streets, the mist around them helped to slow down their fall. Noir quickly ran with Ceven in whichever direction that could get them farther away from the mansion. She wanted to avoid confronting Marvien but with what had just happened, it'll be harder to keep things quiet from the public. Although it doesn't change the fact that she will likely face prosecution, it would certainly change how it'll be done.
As the two ran aimlessly, a thought passed Noir's mind. She made sure no one was tailing them and hid in one of the narrow alleyways. She told Ceven to change his clothes into something less conspicuous as she changed into a plain dress and a black cloak that covered her face. Ceven dressed in a similar fashion, donning a plain dress shirt and pants and a black cloak as well. Noir bent down a little and looked at his face. His eyes were slightly puffy and his hair a disheveled mess, his violet and blue eyes staring at her. She casted a spell on his face that would make it hard for people to recognise him and did the same to herself.
"We're going to stay at an old friend's place for a while, alright sweetie?"
Ceven was a little surprised by her calling him in such an endearing way and stared at her for a little while before nodding his head. He was a little worried about meeting whoever the friend was but decided to trust his mother. He followed her as they walked casually back into the streets, acting as if they were just two normal demons in the Underworld. As they threaded the streets, he looked around they place in awe. He had never left the mansion before since his father told him he would only be a disgrace to the family so seeing the outside fascinated him. As his eyes were wondering around the place, he accidentally bumped into someone.
"Be careful there, squirt. You could get hurt." A low and dark male voice said as Ceven looked up at the person he had bumped into. The dark haired male had sharp eyes that felt as if they could pierce through him. His mother looked back at Ceven and froze, recognising the crest on the man's armor.
Ceven noticed the crest as well and gulped, he had to act fast, he couldn't make the guards suspicious of him. He trusts that his mother's spell would definitely make sure that they wouldn't recognise him but the fear of somehow getting caught made him sweat.
"Hey, Gavin! Don't scare the kid." Another man's voice called out as Ceven looked away from the man who was apparently called Gavin. The man placed a hand on Gavin's shoulder and looked at Ceven with a grin. "Sorry if he scared ya, kid. He doesn't mean any harm."
"I'm terribly sorry about this, sirs." Noir apologised as she bowed to the two, sweat rolling down the side of her face. She had never bowed down to anyone before and she felt humiliated, but saving her son from these guards took priority. "My son didn't mean to walk into you." She felt a hand on her shoulder and flinched.
"That's alright, m'lady. Gavin's a pretty big guy so people bump into him a lot. No hard feelings." The other man with dark red hair said. "Well, we'll be off now. We've still got some work to do." He said as he walked back to his colleague's side. He looked down at Ceven with a grin. "Run along to your mother now, kid. You wouldn't want to bump into someone again, now would ya?" The man waved before departing with Gavin to the opposite direction.
Ceven quickly ran towards Noir, gripping onto his hood to hide his face. "Sorry, I got distracted."
"I-it's okay." She placed a hand on his head, "They didn't seem suspicious of us so we should be safe." Holding onto his hand this time, the two headed towards the gates in more hurried steps.
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