lexa felt lest in this new town. this was certainly not the world she once lived in. these buildings, the fashion, the way people held themselves as a whole was much different from what she was used to. most people she’d ran into reminded her in a way of the sky people, while others were unlike anyone she’d ever encountered. lexa had plenty of questions yet she would not ask any of these people for answers as she knew it was best not to trust anyone.
the former heda was determined to do one thing. find someone she was acquainted with, or even better a person she truly trusted. there were only a few of those yet if she was there the others could be as well.
the female was out for a walk when the inexplicable happened. that face was one she’d never forget, however he was now older, how was that even possible ? that did not matter at this point. all that mattered to lexa was that she’d found a person she knew was not only loyal but also a good fighter. this might’ve come in handy in this place. as she approached him she noticed he was injured. she had to help him.
“aden it’s me, heda.” lexa replied, slowly approaching the boy, not wanting to scare him. part of her was just glad she was finally seeing a familiar face. a face of a boy not turned into a young mad. although it was odd, lexa did not question him as most things in this new place were out of the ordinary. once the former commander was close enough she leaned towards the boy, giving his wound a better look. “we have to take care of that.” she told him. “come with me, aden, i will lead you to safety.” she attempted to assure him, truth was she wasn’t completely sure yet if this place was safe.
Aden had been shaken to suddenly find himself in this new place, this new world. He had still been badly injured when it had happened, taken right from the moment where he unknowingly was meant to die - he still had no idea about that factor yet. Just that he knew some of the nightbloods had died, that it was at Ontari’s hand - he had been in a panic, something that flooded his mind from proper thoughts. Instinct making him want to find his fellow nightbloods, to make sure they were okay - but so far he hadn’t found any and instead he fled to the trees, seeking some comfort from the slightly familiar environment in this strange place.
He was injured and alone, his wound not yet healing properly as it was harder for him to care for it due to the location, every movement seemed to tug on it. But he would not show his fear, he had more or less claimed this place as his own - preferring the trees to those strange buildings he had seen. However different this place was - the trees were at least a little bit of something he knew. But the appearance of someone else, that put him on edge and he relied on his instincts once more - but of all the people he would have guessed to show up - there was one that hadn’t crossed his mind.
Yet here she was... and he froze where he was, his knife dropping to his side onto the grass by his feet, his hand coming up to cover his mouth as he shook his head, ignoring the tug and pull at his injury, “yu... your gonplei.. em ste odon..” he mumbled the words, his eyes not leaving her form - it was true.. her fight, it had been over. He had seen her body - had prepared it for her burning. Had paid his respects with the others. But she was here, she was right here and that light tone she had, a comfort - a familiar gentleness she so rarely showed others but it was always there. With him and the other nightbloods.
“Leksa..” the name fell from him as he looked back at her - his hand reaching out, lightly grasping her arm, his eyes were filled with tears he didn’t wish to let fall, “How are you here? This place ... I do not know what it is.” If it had brought her back though, he was questioning many things now but not that this place was bad - to be able to bring someone he cared for back from the dead, how could that be a bad thing?
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