Summary: what will a kid do to make friends?
Warnings: yelling, manipulation
Mercy hopped through the castle, greeting the marks as he passed. He himself had no marks, mostly because he is technically twelve in mortal years, so he has no need for a relationship or servant. And karma had been teaching them all that they are not supposed to have servants or marks, unless its for love. Of course none of the others liked that idea, so they kept their marks and servants. "Hi Mercy!" Lilly says as she skips by "Hey Lilly!! How's dad?"
She stops "Hes good! The nurses are taking good care of him."
"No…" she gives a sad smile "He's still giving people dreams, so at least we know he's still conscious."
"Im glad, the strawberries will be ripe Friday, I'll bring him the freshest ones then since they are his favorite"
"Well thank you mercy, that's very kind of you" she chuckles lightly
"Well, see you later!" Mercy skips to the garden to water the plants, mama had put him in charge of it because he was the best at taking care of the flowers. Mercy may be young, but that doesn't mean he's weak!
The others may think otherwise because of his condition, but he is just as capable as they are. You see, mercy has a heart condition called hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, which means his heart is too large for his body. Even though he's immortal he isn't immune to feeling pain, and so he lives with constant chest pain.
Unfortunately, along with his condition, he has asthma. Which for a in house medical staff, with supplies from the 18th century, it was kind of difficult.
Mercy was the person in the house where all the information went through. He wasn't fate, who knew absolutely every scenario that could ever happen in any dimension ever. He wasn't death who knew everything about every person, up to the day they die, how, and where. He wasn't instinct, who despite all his best efforts, had a keen understanding of where everyone and everything was at every second. And he wasn't karma who knew every bad thing anyone had ever done along with all the good.
It really seemed like that. All the good you do doesn't matter, because it always comes second to the bad. It kind of reminded mercy of himself in a way, always coming second to his overachieving brothers and sisters, who despite all his best efforts, only ever saw him as a Nair do well who could do no harm.
Just the fact that they thought that was proof to him that they didn't actually know him.
“Just one more time.” he told himself as he walked into the wooded area of their home “just one more time” he thought as he heard the laughs coming from the trees “just one more time!” he said as his friends jumped from the trees and surrounded him “yeah right! Like you’d abandon us! Were the only friends you've got!” their leader said as all the boys inched closer and closer forming a tighter circle around mercy “N-no your not! I-I-i have plenty of friends!” he tried backing away from them only to back into the others behind him, getting closer by the second “BORING!” “STUPID!” “LONELY!” “DUMB!” “BORING” “STUPID” “LONELY” “DUMB” they chanted as they pushed him around the circle “YOUR ONLY FRIENDS DEAD!” “A ROCK WOULDN'T LIKE YOU!” “BIRDS DIE WHEN THEY SEE HOW UGLY YOU ARE!” the boys shouted the meanest things at mercy nonstop whenever he tried to leave their group.
Why are they being so mean to such a nice boy? Universe knows, but one thing that might be an example was something that happened two weeks ago.
“We want you to go and steal your sister gossip’s locket.”
“WHAT?!” mercy paled “No way!”
“Either you take the locket or you can’t hang out with us anymore. And then you won't have any friends at all.”
“But…” he looked down. He had to, there were no other kids in their home besides chaos but he was always in the gold room for being bad so he couldn’t play games with him, and playing games with adults wasn’t as fun they are always too busy to play! Before he knew what had happened mercy was in gossip’s room with the locket in his hand and he heard footsteps.
“Shit shit shit!” he went to the window to escape, but gossip’s room was on the second floor and he’d get hurt if he jumped, or worse, break the locket! Gossip would literally kill him if he broke her locket with the hair from the first creature she ever collected in it! He spot a wardrobe and ran to it hiding in it as quick as he could, quietly closing the doors. Just as he did the bedroom door opened and whoever had been outside had come into the room.
His hands shook, clamming up as he struggled to keep a hold of the locket. Whoever had walked in was either gossip or one of her marks, so he was in trouble either way, unless… he stepped out of the closet. “Mercy! OH MOther!” gossip jumped a foot in the air “What are you doing in my closet?” she sat at her desk and started writing a letter “Oh um…” he fake blushed “RIGHT, get out!” she pushed him out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Mercy giggled and ran to the forest looking for the boys he’d always played with growing up, his friends who always listened and gave him advice, the only family who would care for him. He waited sitting on a mossed and vines over stump. He waited there for hours before he heard yelling “MERCY!! WHERE'S MY LOCKET?!” he whimpered and got up, starting to run when he felt gossip grab his arm.
“What did you do with my locket?!” she was angry, that was the only time she ever noticed him anyway. “My friends told me to!” he started tearing up, he knew they weren't really his friends, but he had no one else to hang out with that they might as well be. “What did you do, you little gremlin!” he flinched and held up his little shaking hand, locket sitting inside. “I'm sorry” she grabbed the locket, slapped the back of his head, and walked off.
He sat on his stump and looked up at the sky, holding his head. He felt water drip on his face.
janainaart
yousharknotpass
dededos
blakekathryn
vaporwave
romaincrisis
2087
