Ankoku
Wings
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sat looking out the window, not paying attention to anyone.
demeanor. Nyoku continued to watch the
Drake as he made the dinner they would or should he say he would have tonight
Daemon wouldn't eat. He sighed. Suddenly
soft crying could be heard, a mournful song entwined around it.
"Can
you hear that?" He asked Daemon hopeful for a response.
Daemon
didn't answer, continuing to gaze out the window. Nyoku made a little sound of annoyance and rush toward the sound
stopping when he found the source. A little ebony haired boy wailing the middle
of a path, he was covered in blood, none of it his own and he was crying with a
low song entwined as if he was trying to calm himself.
What had
happened to this little boy? Why did he have to suffer? "Little one?"
He looked up, wide silver eyes gazing at him in fear. He didn't speak but
stopped crying, a look of terror on his innocent face.
not going to harm him.
"I
won't touch you little one. What has happened to you?" A choked sob
escaped his lips and he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around his waist,
smearing fresh blood over his clothes.
Nyoku held the little boy; he didn't give a damn about the clothes,
"Are you hurt?" He shook his head, reluctant to speak or perhaps not
being able to speak at all. Nyoku tried
again, "What is your name little one?" He looked up at him with wide
eyes and mouthed something, not a sound escaping his lips, "You can't
speak? Just shake your head" He held the boy a arm span away form him
looking into his eyes. He bit his lip
and shook his head then nodded, as if saying he can but he can't.
light blazing forth, "Try again.” He merely mouthed the words again, as if
something inside him wouldn't allow him to speak, "You don't need to
speak. Would you like to come with me to my house? I can give you food and a
place to stay until you're parents come." At the word parents he began to
cry, tears streaming down his face.
Suddenly he understood, "We are going to go meet a friend I believe
he will help" At least he hoped Daemon would be able to get over his
brooding to help him.
He nodded
slowly, not daring to let go of him.
Nyoku picked him up and walked slowly towards to little cabin he shared
with Daemon. He sat him down in a chair and handed him a damp washcloth,
"You can clean yourself off with this.” He looked at it for a moment
before cleaning the blood up. He
retrieved a clean shirt and some of his old pants and handed them to him.
"You can change into these if you like" He turns his back so he can
undress. With a bright red face he did
so, holding the clothing tight around him.
Nyoku waited patiently for a couple minutes. "Clap if you are
finished" He clapped once. Nyoku
turned around and tried not to giggle, this had to be the cutest thing on
Earth. "Are you hungryot; ot; He nodded slowly then pointed out the window
at a cloud. Nyoku’s eyes follow the
finger to a fluffy cloud. "The cloud? What about it?" He pointed to
himself then back at the cloud, "You are cloud? Kumo that's your
name?" He switches to the native language of the country to figure it
out. He nodded slowly, "Well Kumo
let’s get something to eat shall we" He walks slowly to the kitchen with
him in tow and hands him Daemons plate. "Here you go, Steak" Kumo
claped his hands and slowly began to eat.
Nyoku walked over to where Daemon seems to be plastered. "The kid
will be staying with us please don't harm him."
Daemon
scowled, "Kid?"
"Daemon
please. He has nowhere to go" He tries to reason with him.
eyes growing wide for a moment before looking out the window, "Daemon eat
something please, just today" He tries to get through to him for what seems
like the millionth time.
He stared
out the window, "Fine, I'll eat something."
"As
long as it's not the kid, what would you like?”
He
narrowed his eyes, "I'm not a cannibal. I don't care, something
light."
"I'm He smiled Kumo Daemon "Let Daemon “And in He rolled "I'm He "I "It's Daemon
just trying to make you happy. I'll go get it." He returns to the kitchen
and comes back with a couple rice balls and a piece of baked fish. He hands
them to Daemon. Daemon took them and
began to eat slowly, still looking out the window. Nyoku returned to Kumo and sat in the chair beside him.
at him brightly. "Anyone object to butterflies as tonight’s
entertainment?”
blinked and shook his head. Great
butterflies dance inside the cabin filling the air with indigo, crimson, bright
green, and brilliant blues. Immediately
Kumo went after them, trying to catch the shimmering creatures.
them and made them dissolve in his hands. Nyoku made one land on the boys
nose. Nyoku looked over and laughed as
the huge butterflies landed all over Daemon's back. He knew he was annoying him
but even yelling would be better than his silence.
shuddered and suddenly got to his feet, walking over to Kumo, "A boy like
you shouldn't bother with chasing illusions." He snarled.
him be, he's happy I'm the one you should be angry at. Remember" A shield
snaps up 10 feet around the cabin.
snarled, "I am, but a child like him should not behave that way."
the seven hells do you mean 'a child like him'?" He states calmly.
his eyes, "You don't know what he is?"
sorry but no. What is he?&quop>
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sighed, "He's a Drake, like me. He has a hard life ahead of him and
he needs to learn to deal with it now."
don't know what Drakes go through. Only you could help him, but you won't will
you?"
about thirteen or fourteen now, in a year or so he'll get his wings."
a painful process but I'm a healer I've seen them come in before I know what to
do when they come" He looks at him straight in the eyes.
laughed, "You can't understand what it's like.&q
"Then
why don't you tell me Daemon? Just open up to someone, all I want is for you to
be safe. So tell me so I can help in some way.”
He sighed
and looked down at the ground, "I don't know if I should trust you."
The fairy
looks hurt. "What have I ever done to tell you I shouldn't be trusted?
Everything I've done has been for you."
Softly he "I'm He looked Kumo "Daemon "If "And "Because "Well He took a "Why Tears Nyoku Daemon “Kumo why Daemon "When?” "When "So "I Nyoku nodded Daemon Nyoku "Kumo Kumo Daemon "He's He He handed "Of He "That's "I'm He "Worry “No, Looks Softly he He looked "Does He scowled, "That’s
began to cry, turning away from him. Slamming his fist into the wall he
let out a cry, "I can't stand it! I don't know who to trust, who to
believe so I just ignore everyone. The only reason I trusted my master
was because he helped me, raised me. If it wasn't for him I would be dead
like all the rest!"
reluctant to pull the ground out from under you, but he only kept you alive to
hurt, and maim you, use you as his play thing you see that don't you?" He
took a deep breath and healed Daemons bleeding hand from across the room.
"I'm never going to hurt you. I can protect you. Even from him. Or would
you rather die with him?" He closed his eyes and shook his head.
Kumo looked worried, sitting watching.
back from Drake to Drake not sure just what to do. "I'm sorry for what has
happened to you both. Its in the past now but it won't happen again. I'm
sorry."
looked at him, eyes wide. Daemon slumped to the floor, "I don't want
anyone else to get hurt."
people are always going to get hurt no matter what it doesn't matter and it's
not your fault."
Ikari hurts someone it is my fault."
how is that hmm?" He tried to keep his anger in check.
Ikari will not give up on finding me and whoever stands in his way will get
hurt and that will be my fault."
I'm standing in his way and remember I'm a cockroach a cockroach that doesn't
give up easily. it won't be your fault it will be his."
deep breath, "It would be my fault if you died."
would you care if I died I'm just pissing you off by protecting you I've given
you no reason to care it won't matter if I die. But if I die which I don't plan
on doing anytime soon it will not be anyone’s fault beside my own."
streamed down his face, "I-I just don't know how to react...." He
sounded forlorn at his words, as if they hurt him.
walked over to Daemon and lifted his chin wiping his tears with his hand he
kissed him, "I'm drawn to you. I want to protect you and I don't know
why." Daemon swallowed hard and wrapped his arms around him slowly,
fearfully, "Just don't worry anymore." He embraced him protectively.
cried, letting out years of frustration and pain. Nyoku sent comforting warmth through his arms giving the boy a
source to vent through. Kumo hesitantly
walked over andppedpped his arms around Daemon's shuddering form.
"Little one I thank you for him." Kumo nodded and gently ran his
fingers through Daemon's hair, murmuring softly, no sound escaping his lips.
don't you speak what are you holding back? Don't be afraid." Kumo looked
at him, large silver eyes filled with pain and sorrow.
Daemon as he did. "You can let it go."
looked into Kumo's eyes, "I know that look." He whispered, "I
wore it once."
I was younger."
what happened to you when you were young Daemon?"
lost everything then gained my master." He replied simply.
and hugged Kumo trying to comfort him just a little bit, "I'm sorry Kumo."
Kumo nodded and sniffed softly. Suddenly
Kumo's body went ridged and a high-pitched scream escaped his lips.
he caused it his arms are bloody, "His wings, they're coming in
early!"
let out a strange sound, sounding like a curse. Quickly he grabbed Kumo
and shoved him onto his stomach, tearing the shirt from his body and pinning
him down, "Be still."
rushed around his cabin grabbing a lot of towels and a large surgeons
knife. Daemon held him down as he
thrashed, "Be still." He bit out angrily, another scream escaping
Kumo's lips.
this will hurt." He helps Daemon hold him down as he sliced open his skin
below his shoulders letting a little of a frame of his wings come out.
down freeing one wing before doing the same to the other.
"Stop! Just Stop Kumo. Give it a second let our back heal itself." He
screams as he pins him down again.
thrashed beneath them, screaming in pain.
Nyoku sighed and rested his hand on the base of his neck light flashed
once as he sated him. Kumo's body laid limp against the bed.
scowled, "What did you do to him?"
alright I just knocked him out without hurting him. Hewakewake up in thirty
minutes, I didn't want him keeping those wounds open and this way we can clean
his wings without him thrashing about."
nodded, "Good point."
Daemon a washcloth and some salves. "You know what to do?"
course I do." Takes them and carefully begins to wash them before applying
the salve.
cleaned the wounds on Kumo’s back and bandaged them, "He'll be fine in an
hour. Wait, lets see if I still have enough
magic for this." He placed his hands over his wings and back the light not
coming from them but radiating from Kumo, his wounds healed through the
bandages. "Now he's fine" He removed the bandages.
good, I know how much that hurts."
sorry Daemon." He sat back in one of his chairs exhausted "Too much
magic in one day"
chuckled softly, "I'm happy I don't have to worry about it."
about wings?"
about magic."
over at Kumo's wings crimson and silver streaked them little scarlet gems
sparkled on the ends like crimson s. &q. "You have your own type of magic
Daemon." Daemon gazed at Kumo's wings and fell to his knees before him, "Daemon
what are you doing?"
kissed his wings, a reverent action. Nyoku
wracked his memory something important on the tip of his tongue. The
realization hit him like a freight train. "Drakes have nobility and they
have gems sprinkling their wings." Daemon gently, tenderly, stroked his
hair then the tiny scarlet jewels, "We have to keep him safe Daemon."
up at Nyoku, "Yes." He whispered, "Very safe."
that mean you'll help me?" He smiled at him.
"I will protect him."
all I was asking. I'm glad."