Old Friend || Thedistantsun
If there was ever a god you didn’t say no to, it would most definitely be Hades. This especially applied to his children. No matter how impossible the task, as long as they worked for him they would do whatever he asked. That is, if they wanted their immortality after their death. It was terrible and cruel, but it was what they had to do. It had really taken its toll on her in the last year. Morgan was hunting down a witch that had been avoiding her death for hundreds of years. She was extremely powerful, but so was Morgan. With her father’s scythe in hand, the master of souls was going to capture her soul. The demigod had her on the ropes when suddenly the witch disappeared. “Damn.” She swore, focusing for a moment to hone in on any powerful souls nearby. One stood out, and that was where she went next. She was waiting in the shadows for the one she had felt to walk by, once he did she charged at him, swinging the silver weapon to take his head off. But as it swung to behind his neck (not cutting him but close) a pair of pistols was pointed at her stomach. The two looked at each other for a moment, before she dropped her scythe completely. “KID!” She yelled, pulling back. She’d recognize those stripes anywhere. Even if it had been almost a year since they’d seen each other.
Morgan had no idea what happened once she dove into the shadows, if Kid made it, if a fight had broken out, if he was still suffering with the insanity. These worries plagued her dreams, twisting reality from what it truly was. Kid standing above her, apathy in his eyes as their friends laid dead around them, all with open eyes staring at her as if begging her to save them, but it was already far too late. What could she do? She couldn’t heal them, she could barely keep herself alive-
Words fell from Kid’s lips, mantras about how the new world would be perfect, void of chaos of any kind. No more humans, no more gods, just perfect balance. She looked down to her hands which her turning to sand, dust even. The sort of dust that monsters dissolved into once slain. Is that what she was? A monster?
She whined and moaned in her sleep, shivering into the blankets as tight fists clutched at her pillow, soft begging that kid would spare her.
It took a few minutes for him to muster up the courage to enter the Manor. Though it was his home, he felt wrong somehow still. He needed to see Morgan though, to make sure she was alright, as well as the others. He barely remembered the incident but he knew he had allowed Asura to infect him. He had been weak…
Walking into the Manor, he took his time to walk upstairs but then heard Morgan and froze. She was begging him not to hurt her. He didn’t know what to do. He slowly walked inside and stayed by the door unsure if he should approach.
“Morgan…?”
At the call of her name she shot up, ever the light sleeper. Her eyes met kid’s quickly, fear locking their gazes together. A few deep breaths later she touched her cheek. Tears? She looked around. There were no bodies. Just their room. But kid had been infected- what if he still was?
“Kid…?”
That look in her eyes, she was scared of him, it made him sick- It had been to save her but it had still led to causing fear of him instead. He reached over to grip his other arm awkwardly before that lack of symmetry made the swirling sickness worse and he reached to grip his other arm as well.
“Are you alright?”
Oh that question brought her so much peace. He cared, the apathy of the madness of order no longer overwhelming him.
“Yeah… are you?” She put both feet on the ground to walk to him, wanting nothing more than to hold him.
Though she hesitated in her reply, she appeared to be standing to come closer to him. A part of him desperately wanted to get close and hold her but another warned him he could upset her, hurt her, so many horrible thoughts ran through his head as he looked up at her, arms still wrapped around himself.
“I’m just glad you’re okay…I scared you, hurt you-”
“Oh kiddo no, I’m fine.” She came up to him and placed her hands on her cheeks, looking deep into those golden eyes she’d come to love. “Just some pain from that circle magic stuff, I’ll heal up in no time. I promise.”
She tried offering him a sincere smile but she wasn’t sure how far that would comfort him.
“I’m sorry for what happened.” He replied, not looking up at her as he spoke even as he felt the gentle hands on his cheeks. “I didn’t know what to do. I shouldn’t have surrendered…”
She tried to meet his eyes, being as gentle as she could with her precious angel. “Well I won’t disagree with you, I know you had only good intentions.” She kept a small smile, trying to be as reassuring as she possibly could. “I’m so glad to see you’re okay. I was worried I hadn’t gotten you here in time.”
“I don’t know if I am okay…” Kid admitted, Morgan’s soft words a small comfort when his soul was still trembling and his fingers twitched, digging into his upper arms. “You got me here, saved me, did everything. But I don’t feel right and I…don’t know how to fix it.”
Morgan did the only thing she knew to do at this point with kid on the verge of panic. She opened her soul to him, reaching out in comfort. She kept her Wavelength calm, knowing that would be what is best for him. “Talk to me angel, what are you feeling?”
Her hands slid down to his, holding them gently to pull them away from his arms.
Morgan’s soul surpised him but it was so comforting that he felt himself relaxing into the resonance with her naturally. Her hands tried to get him to release his tight grip on his upper arms but it was hard. He tried though, for her, slowly dropping his arms down to his sides.
“I’m scared.” He admitted, “The urges are coming back. Everything is too chaotic, I keep seeing all the unsymmetrical things around me…”
She took his hands once they were down, putting them on her waist. If he wanted to squeeze anything it could be her in a hug. It didn’t matter if she was still in pain, she could handle it.
“Im sorry angel. I understand.” She rested on his chest, putting her arms around his neck. It saddened her that she was just one of the many asymmetrical things before him, horribly scarred and with one eye lighter than the other. “What can I do?”
Kid allowed her to guide his hands onto her waist but he paused as his eyes met hers. He took a few seconds to just admire her eyes after what felt like an age since he had last been able to just relax. His hands slipped around her waist and he nuzzled his face into her neck as he held her close.
“Just stay with me. You balance me Morgan.”
She sighed when he finally gave into her, letting her hand stoke his hair. “Of course my darling, I’ll not leave again I promise.”
She pulled him along to the bed, smiling as she did. “Come on. We both need some rest.”
And she probably needed a doctor for whatever damage that circle had done.
Kid nodded silently, letting her take him over to the bed and start to lay down. She was clearly still in a certain amount of pain and he moved his hands to support her as she laid down.
“I’m a little hazy on what happened back then, but maybe you should speak with Dr. Stein tomorrow if you’re in pain?”
She did her damndest not to show any physical signs of pain but it wasn’t like she could hide the way her soul reflected it. She was weak for now, she knew it. But that wasn’t what was important.
“Im hazy on the majority of what happened. I’m just glad we’re safe. I think you need to focus on recovering dear.” She laid with him, snuggling to his side and kissing his cheek.
“As long as you do as well.” He nodded, allowing her to wrap around him as she laid down. Maybe he could talk to the others in the morning if Morgan didn’t remember too much either. “For now, he’s still out there. We’ll have to face him again.”
“I know… but on the bright side the last few encounters he was more on the ropes. Maybe soon we’ll be strong enough to take him down for good.” She spoke hopefully, but had little faith. With the madness spreading more than every she was worried, not that she would ever feel it again, lest she perish to the Styx.
“That’s true, he can’t hold out forever.” He replied, settling a little more against her as she spoke. Her soul didn’t seem very calm even though she appeared outwardly to be. It was likely she was trying to hide it for his sake. He would make sure she was checked over in the morning.
“Nope. And once you ascend it will be all kosher.” She melted further into him as he relaxed, sighing deeply. “I missed you holding me while I was gone.”
“It’s going to be odd ascending I think. I can’t help but wonder how I will change.” He agreed, looking down at her and gently moving his hand to run his fingers through her hair. “I missed holding you too, I hate being apart.”
"Well I'll throw you a huge party no matter what, celebrate your truest form." The fingers through her hair gave her instant peace. Her smile showed through and she kissed his chest. "Just think, soon we'll be married and able to spend every waking moment together."