maven and thomas, the truth untold.
Hello, I just wanted to say a few things about this one-shot
1. English is not my first language so there will probably be a lot of weird things with the writing ... Maybe some misspellings, or something like that (sorry).
2. I'm using as a base a Maven that is still not fully "with" Elara in his mind, only when they are together, and because they are not, he is very confused about some things.
3. If you are Victoria Aveyard: I swear that my dog pointed a gun to my head and made me do this, I swear. please don't sue me.
This place makes me sick. People planing to kill, or send more people to die, over nothing.
If you are going to command useless people, at least do it to make them useful. My brother does not think like me, though. He is the perfect soldier. Fulling himself with fighting strategies and training, like that would solve anything. What wins a war is not guns, it is a brain.
The worst of all that in here, the barracks, they all follow that. The rules of my ridiculous father. I wish mother was here. Or not. I don't know.
"Maven?" Can you shut your fucking mouth for one second?
"Hi, Cal" He is standing in my doorstep. The thing is, in here I'm not 'a king's son. I'm addressed as such, I have my guards, but I don't have the advantage, and that is one more thing that I despise about this place.
"General Osanos is showing us the engineer behind the new guns that are being send to the front line tomorrow, like he promised us at lunch, let's go." Like he promised CAL at dinner last night, I couldn't care less.
"I don't feel so good, maybe I should just stay here", thankfully, I'm good at lying.
"Just call Skonos and come, It will be fun!" No it won't.
"Cal just… Let me stay here, alright?"
"FOR MY COLORS CAL— just — I DON'T WANT TO GO", I try to stop screaming, but then I realize I don't want to... I feel like it could kill him right now. I mean... I don't want to go to that stupid thing but... I shouldn't be this angry.
"...Maven, did something happen? Are you okay?"
He tries to enter the room, I can see how worried he gets. It's not usual that I yell at him. At anyone, actually.
"Go fuck yourself, Cal! Just... Leave me Alone!" Definitely not THIS angry. But as I'm walking away I realize exactly what made me act like this. I don't need your perfect self around me all the time, Tiberias. I hate the fact that I'm here because of yo— Great, I've run so much that I don't even know where I am — ... I hate you. Do I?
Getting into the stables was the only decision I actually took since I got here, and it was an amazing one. Even being night I can see the horses, and It's quiet, I can just… Breathe. I've been here for at least for half of an hour by now, I couldn't scream like I wanted to, because someone could hear me, so I cried. As much as I hate doing that, it helps a lot.
"Excuse me" I hear something falling down.
"Who's there?!", a flame appears on my hand, but it flames out when I see a red.
"No one you'd know. I work here ... Are you okay?" The red is tall, taller than me, I can't see his face perfectly, but I would guess he is just a couple of years older. He's staring at the tears on my eyes.
"I'm fine", I say as I clean them up, more terse than I expected to be.
"Are you sure?", My eyes must be really gray.
"Just grab what you came here for and leave, Red"
"You are on top of it, Silver", weirdly, he says that as if he's telling a joke.
"Don't you know who I am?", I ask.
"It's really dark, and you look like almost everyone in here, so I really don't. Could you please excuse me?", he is pointing to the hay I was sitting on. That doesn't sound like a bad thing, him not knowing who I am. I can just act "normal" for a few moments. As I get up I can tell by the look on his face that he notices the silver on my hand and on the block of hay. It wasn't on purpose, but he wouldn't think that.
"Don't tell anyone you saw me here", I know he doesn't know me, but still.
I hear the Red take a big breath before saying, "Again, I don't even know who you are, and what would I say, exactly? 'Hey everyone, I went to the stables today and found a grumpy bossy silver, aka a like every silver we know. It was a really special day' ", I can tell he didn't give much of thought before saying that, because my laugh surprises him…
"I'm... Sorry" But my apology doesn't. Weird.
"It's fine. You don't seem to be having a good day anyway, so..."
"I'm not..." We stare at each other for a few seconds before he says, "... Here is really nice, isn't it? The horses, the sky. If you close your eyes for long enough, you can even forget that there's a war out there. You can just... Breathe"
"... I guess so...", more staring.
"I lifted the saw that it was on top of the hay... It was stupid"
"I'm just... Angry, I'll be fine", why am I telling him this?
"There are other places here in case you need to... Breathe. By the lake is very quiet. You can go to the second floor of the base at lunchtime, no one is there or..."
"You seem to know your way in to ... Quiet places", do I know any words? What the hell did I just say?
"I'm red, I ... get angry a lot"
" 'Those silvers, Huh?' ", The joke comes out before I can actually realize.
"Such a pain in my ass..." I see his confusing after saying that, I guess he thought it would get me mad. When I laugh, I see his shoulders sagging a bit.
"But... You don't seem to... hate me"
"All reds hate silvers, and all silvers hate reds. And yet, here you are... Making conversation. I think...", I know people... But I can't figure him out.
"Did you memorize that first line in school?"
"More like... Life experience"
"... Do you hate me?", he seems really worried about that. No. No?
"Well... I don't hate _all_ silvers. My aunt was one, and she was a lovely person, her people are usually...", I can see his brain picking the right words, "... Not the best — But I have learned that the color of someone's blood doesn't define much"
Is he leaving? When he lends me a piece of fabric, I believe it is to clean my hand, I see that he is... Unfortunately.
"Why are you being nice?", I ask.
He makes a cute face when he is thinking.
"Trying to get you not to hate me, I guess"
Since I got here, two weeks ago, I haven't been able to hear my mother's voice. I've been confuse about what to think, sometimes I even think I might be having a dream, but then I wake up.
That happen this morning. I could swear I saw that boy in my room before I was totally awake.
But I haven't seen him in three days.Not that I'm counting or anything, I just... Know.
Maybe I should go to the stables again? He could be there. Or maybe I should ask someone about him.
And say what? 'Who is 'stable boy?' For my colors, this is frustrating.
I don't even know why I want to see him again. I just do.And everything is so much worse with Cal trying to apologize for what happened. I get it, you are sorry. Even though you don't know what you are being sorry for.
After a boring, but I must admit, helpful, training with Osanos, I got send to the basement by the General — because in here apparently 'all of us have to help' — to grab... What was it?
"Hello, grumpy guy. Fancy clothes."
He scared me by showing up from nowhere.
He is looking at my training clothes.
I don't know what am I supposed to say. This is confusing. He is making me mad because ... I'm usually good with words.
"Hi", seriously Maven? The boy complements you, and that's all you can come up with?
"No", why does he want to know?
"So you really like quiet places?"
"You can say that — Maven, control your mouth— but that's not why I'm here. General Osanos ask me to grab a...", I tried to sound like I was serious and superior and all but... I can't fucking remember what I suppose to get.
"I forgot what it was", you know, like an idiot.
I guess he can see the confusion in my head because he starts laughing.
"... That's gonna be good", he says, like he is thinking out loud.
"I have to remember", Not that I care about what Osanos wanted but, this guy needs to see a superior of some sort in me, right?
"Are you sure the thing you need is in here?"
"Yes, the General said so"
"Okay, let me see", he takes a step towards me.
"Let... Let you see what?", why am I getting nervous?!
"What we have in here. I'll tell you what I can find, that I think they would want, and then when your thing appear you'll probably remember it"
"Don't you ... Have work to do?" I hope do not sound rude. Gladly, he smiles before saying, "My job is to please and serve silvers... I'd be doing just that"
I didn't like that "pleasing and serve" coming from him. I don't know why. "You could 'help' me find it. What do you think?"
"Okay...", Now I've surprised him.
We spent 40 minutes, until I remember that I needed the huge roll of maps beside the door. Now I definitely feel like an idiot.
"There you go", he gives me the maps.
"Thank you... — I don't know your name"
His smirk is the cutest thing I've ever seen.
"I must be making progress about the 'not hating' thing" MAVEN CALORE, DON'T YOU DARE BLUSH.
For my colors stop smiling, it's annoyingly beautiful.
"I'm Thomas", He stands his hand and I see scars on his wrist, rope marks, It's impossible not to notice that I'm looking at it.
"... I got those for stealing a jacket that my sister... Wanted"
"It's not your fault. Anyway, what's your name?"
"... I'm…" I feel... Embarrassed? "Maven"
"... Maven Calore", He stays quiet for only three seconds, but if it feels like eternity "Nice to... Officially meet you"
I guess he didn't notice the fire that day.
"... Now you hate me", I say it out loud and immediately wish I haven't.
"Ma — Your highness, I do not hate you"
"Why do you think I am lying?"
"You just called me 'Your highness', I'm not the guy from 2 minutes ago for you"
"And now you think he is a son of a bitch"
"Why would I think that?"
"I knew you were silver before"
"Because I'm... The king's son. My father is responsible for...", I can't help but look at his marks.
"I don't hate you... Maven", he doesn't seem to be lying.
"To hate someone, I have to at least know them first. Maybe I do hate your father and everything he stands for but... I don't know you"
"We help people like you to be killed"
"Like you just said, your father does", I'm curious to see why he's trying so hard.
"Either way, I'm not sure if you're going to like me"
"I think that... You seem to be the guy that goes somewhere else when he's angry. And I'm sorry if I'm being invasive, but — You seem to be hurting. Not the type of pain you heal with a Skonos, but real pain... And that makes you different from a lot of people in there"
"That's not what I'm trying to—"
"I don't feel that pain for Reds, I feel that because of myself", I get so nervous that I admit that without thinking twice about it.
Thomas saw that, he notices my surprise, so he gives me a warm smile and says, "But at least there are feelings in there. I may be wrong but from what I saw you're not trying to be invincible, a lot of silvers think they are"
I really don't know what to say. "... You took that by one meeting?"
"Maven, the only silver I know that it would have actually talked to me or accepted my help today instead of you was my aunt, and she was lovely..."
"My brother would", I think he notices my discomfort in talking about Cal.
"You would want to meet him, everyone does"
"... Why do you want to know me?!"
"I've said it already, you seem different"
"What if that's a bad thing?"
Maybe he just wants something from me. Money, probably.
"Maven, can you do me a favor?" I'm not facing him anymore. "Only talk about your brother if you really have to. You look prettier when you don't"
Maybe he is just a good person.
I really hope you enjoyed!
I'll be posting more parts soon, there will be at least 4 or 5 (I'm almost done with the hole story already, don't worry), stay gay and hydrated, bye bye ❤
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