9: Opposites

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"Can someone tell me why I'm wearing these humid clothes?"

Lucian turned to me with the usual blank expression on his face that I can never seem to read. I don't know if he was already planning to assassinate me in my sleep or if he was planning to conquer the world with his miraculous ways. This man was just so unpredictable that it wasn't funny. His sense of humor was also wicked for such innocent face.

I wasn't scared or anything but he should try to show some emotion every once and a while so that I wouldn't worry too much about my life.

It wasn't that I was truly worrying though. I can never be afraid or worried about this moronic ancient who did nothing but to disappear without a trace and then suddenly appear with confusing clues of his whereabouts. Once I meet with his original form, I'll make sure to smack the sense in him and chain him to my leg so that he wouldn't vanish.

"I have forgotten something in school. I am with the biology club and I forgot to feed the snakes," he told me making me grunt in annoyance.

You don't have to feed a schlangen. Just let them roam the streets and hunt for their food. They were so many humans out there. Let them be their snack. I was sure that one puny human wasn't a big loss to their population.

"I don't know what the heck you're talking about but let's just get this over with."

The Yōsei (Fairy) used that preserved mbolo of his to make us "uniforms". We still don't know what affair from this idiot's life that we have to resolve to obtain a piece of the artifact. If my eyes were right, we only need three more pieces to complete the sphere and right now we were lost. I was completely surrounded with other idiots who can't even contribute to resolve this matter.

It didn't help that Sevor was quiet but I bet that my twin was thinking of something in that big head of his. If he wasn't formulating anything at all, might as well get rid of his head and donate it to someone who would put it to good use.

"We'll be right behind you," the Yōsei assured and gave us a thumbs-up. "Be good boys and avoid getting into any fights. Bring dildos for safety purposes," he told us and put preserved mbolos at our pockets.

I can never see him as Lucian's son. The man was bigger than me and my idiot. If anything, this fairy was Lucian's father and not the other way around.

We exited the building and followed Lucian's form through the busy streets of Japan. Were all humans dwarf-like in height? Even Lucian was taller than most of them. It must be the food. They should consume griffin's meat or a chimera.

The walk towards the idiot's "school" was pretty fast. I thought it would take us three days to get there but the structure of the supposed "learning center" was pretty close to Lucian's home. They were many pink trees that grew along the road going to the entrance. There weren't many people here and it seemed like we were the only ones here.

"Most of the students must have headed home. It's just 4:10 in the afternoon. Students from the different sports club are usually the ones who stay late," Lucian explained to us.

Lucian opened the door and green metallic rectangular containers were lined up together in rows. The blonde ancient opened one of the containers and changed his footwear. He then jerked his head for us to follow him.

"Sato-chan!" a boy called Lucian. It was the same one who I tossed around earlier like a bag of shit. His bright smile that was directed to Lucian immediately vanished when he noticed us.

How can he not notice us? He was practically a leprechaun among giants and we were the giants. I can practically crush him beneath my feet without even trying to crush him. Why was Lucian even surrounding himself with a filthy toenail?

The two started conversing in what seemed to be the main language of this country. The other boy was obviously upset about what happened and he was trying to convince MY idiot to stay away from me and from my twin. Lucian grew a carrot in his hand and started stabbing the other man's stomach.

"Ow ow ow! Where the heck do you get all these vegetables?!" the boy exclaimed in frustration and anger.

"From my tooshie," Lucian deadpanned and smacked the guy's head with the vegetable before shoving him to the side. "My tooshie is a sheathe for my deadly weapon."

The moron looked at Lucian in astonishment. "You store them in your-"

I yanked a door from one of the metallic containers making the boy jump in place from alarm. I grabbed the guy who then began to get hostile in my firm grip. I shoved him inside the container and then slammed the door back only for it to fall off because it was apparently broken.

It wasn't my fault that it was made of weak materials.

I continued to slam the door and drowned the guy's curses with loud "bangs" of metal. When it just couldn't stay in its rightful place, I punched the middle so that a bent part would keep it in place.

"Are you done tormenting the human?" Sevor asked me.

I huffed in pride and turned away from the container. "Yes I am. He is lucky that I've already eaten lunch or else he would be in the menu. I wonder how a human would taste like? I'm sure they'd taste good with the right ingredients."

Lucian walked past us and then peeked inside the cavity of the bent door. "I will return later. For now, take a nap," he assured his friend. He handed the carrot that he used to stab the guy and waved at him with a blank expression.

"Have a carrot while you wait. It is nutritious. It comes from the love of my tooshie."

As we walk away we can hear the shouts of Lucian's supposed friend asking for help. It wasn't that he was hurt or anything. If he lived during the times of the ancients, he'd receive some real beating.

But I wonder though, was it more violent before?

"Humans don't know how to fight back against people like Slade," Lucian commented.

"That's because of the difference in strength. Imagine if he was Caleb, that would be a different story," Sevor pointed out and gave me a quick glance.

I could sense something strange from him. I know that he was hiding something from me. Why won't he communicate? If something was bothering him, he should tell me especially if it was about Lucian.

But my twin was as silent as a fucking clam hiding a pearl. He must be another scheming son-of-a-bitch.

"The strong don't look for an equal opponent. They prey on those weaker than them."

I snorted. "Cut the bullcrap you idiot. There will always be people who are either stronger than you or weaker than you. If you don't wanna be at the short end, you have to be stronger to not get preyed on. I don't pity the weak and I don't spare them either. If you're weak, you lose."

After my statement, the three of us fell silent. I could hear the taps of our footwear hitting the shiny floors of the structure. Lucian halted in front of a door and slid it open. We entered the room and I caught the scent of animals inside. They were stored in glass containers which seemed to be an unnatural habitat for them.

Why do they keep them there? Why don't they just let them stay in their real homes?

Why can't we put humans in the same place in exchange for their freedom?

Caleb's hate for these creatures was rubbing off on me. His abhorrence was infectious especially if you were born before all of these human developments.

Lucian approached one glass container where all the slithering schlangen were stored. I took a good look at my surroundings and turned my back at Sevor to look at the rabbits in the cage.

Hey, they don't have two heads anymore.

I felt the dwindling temperature in the room. It was getting arctic. Something was definitely devious and it wasn't reaper related. I heard the swift cuts of metal in the air and I immediately twirled around to block Sevor's knife with my arm. He managed to inflict a deep cut in my arm and blood dribbled down my fingertips when I lowered my arm to my side.

"I didn't expect this. After all those years, I did not know that you still hated me. How many years have you planned this you traditor (traitor)?" I asked with a bitter smile forming on my lips. "You should have done this a long time ago. I slept for quite some time. You should have taken the chance. Have you lost your intelligence?"

"I don't prey on the defenseless. I was just waiting..." he replied. Rather than cockiness or resentment, edginess was heard in his tone.

Was he nervous because he knew that I was stronger than him? Even though he always had the upper hand in our previous fights, times have changed. I trained every day before our deep slumber just to surpass him. He was my otousan's favorite because of his intelligence and strength but we weren't sparring to win our father's favor. We were sparring for something much worthier.

My arms started to mutate aggressively. Pointy spikes pierced through my skin and my fingers elongated to deadly claws that could rip my twin's traitorous vessel. My brother mimicked me and his eyes gleamed in crimson.

At this time I felt something pinching my chest. It was the same pinch that I felt before my twin fell for Wye Fye. It was the same pinch that I felt when he disappeared that night and returned in the morning with eyes that bear pain and disappointment.

He didn't tell me what happened that night.

He just...He acted like he disowned me.

I glanced at Lucian who had his back at us. He wasn't watching. The snakes that he was feeding were already outside of the glass container and were slithering around his body. He turned his head at us and he nodded.

It was a cue.

But it wasn't for me.

Sevor growled intensely. It was a growl that wasn't meant to start a battle. It was a howl that ended with a whine of question. He was unsure. He was lost. He was confused.

Why was he doing this?

Why was he pretending that he wanted to do this when he was facing the man who can understand him the most?

Sevor swung his claw at me and I dodged and elbowed his nape. He staggered from being hit on a sensitive spot but quickly regained the balance to spin around and spring forward to claw my face. I threw my head backwards and let the graze hit my chest which ripped open my shirt along with the superficial layers of my skin.

Fury and the sense of betrayal boiled my blood. My twin and I have always been together. I thought of the times that we spent fighting and never apologizing to each other. After a fight, he would be the first one to approach me and hand me a plate of food or drink without saying anything and I would accept it.

Even with the hidden detestation I had faith in him and deep within me, I've already forgiven his sorry ass and I know that he knew that. We knew what the other was feeling. It was the connection that we possessed since we were in the womb. It was the connection that matured as we grew up. It was a connection that was different from the bond of a mate.

The bond that we shared was that between of brothers.

But now, I doubted that bond. Was it still existing or had it already fallen a long time ago?

He protected me and I did the same. We never thanked each other. We just lived on without talking about the histories of our hatred that became cold and preserved and hidden.

I grabbed his thickened wrist and pulled him towards me only for him to be punted by my awaiting foot straight to his sternum. He crashed against the cages of rabbits and I sat on him with clenched fists. I battered his face with my curled claws.

Sevor used his arms to block his face and hardened his dragon skin to numb the strikes of pain that I was inflicting on him. His other hand swiftly landed a punch on my face that propelled me backwards. He removed himself under me to kick my stomach and give an upward strike to my chin that made me lie flat on the floor. I rolled on my back and then lunged forward to tackle him again and the clatters continued as we hopelessly tried to end each other's life.

"Arschloch (Asshole)" I panted. We kneeled in front of each other. Our breathings were in unison. " Ich hasse dich... (I hate you.)"

"End him Sevor..." I heard Lucian say which made me dart my attention to him. I was shocked. I was taken aback from what Lucian had just said. "End him...or I'll disappear. You'll never see me again."

The snakes around Lucian continued to slither around him. My heart began to beat faster from the intense emotions that I was feeling. My teeth ground together. My nose flared from labored respirations.

"What are you saying?" I asked lowly. My voice was shaky.

Everyone was against me.

Everyone wanted me gone.

Even before, no one wanted me.

It was like I was meant to be hated from the day I was born.

I was a failure at birth.

"What are you saying Lucian?!" I growled angrily.

The blonde cocked his head at me innocently. "I don't want you. I want you gone. You are unnecessary Slade. You are unimportant to me. You are my unresolved issue therefore I asked Sevor to eliminate you. Is it not obvious?"

I looked at him with disbelief. Did he really think of me like that? My eyes shifted to Sevor who had his eyes casted downwards.

What have I been living for after all these years?

Who can I really trust to return my feelings?

I can't trust anyone...

Not my father.

Not my mate.

Not my brother.

I weakly rose to my feet and sprinted out. I can't stay there anymore. I was surrounded with traitors.

I was surrounded with people who can toss me around like I was nothing to them.

I was surrounded by people who I would die protecting but wouldn't do the same for me.

I ran.

The corridors that we passed through before became longer as I sprinted with despair. The passage became narrower and my chest tightened. The windows of the school distorted into the image of the windows of our old house.

And then his voice echoed.

"I don't have a son like you..."

I froze. My muscles stopped functioning. My blood ran cold. I was petrified.

Winds swooped from the ground and rough claws grabbed my neck in strangulation. My father appeared in front of me in his humanoid dragon form. My feet kicked in resistance as I stared hard at him.

I don't want to be afraid of him anymore.

Wait a minute.

I wasn't afraid of this arschloch! If anything, elevators scared me more! And it wasn't that I was really scared of such things! Fuck it all. Why was I even running away? That blonde idiotic ancient thought that I can be fooled by his cheap antiques? I wasn't gonna chicken out after all these years of waiting for him. I was dragon. I was stubborn. If they think that I can be taken down by chicken scratches then they thought wrong.

If Lucian can annoy me with his persistence, I'll annoy him back with the same amount of hard guts.

The scream of Sevor snapped me out of my emotional turbulence and I growled.

The smirk of my father widened when he thought that I wouldn't fight back. Yeah, I was petrified. I was petrified from excitement. After all these years I can finally settle the score.

I battled his fiery gaze with my own. I clawed his smirking face which made him scream in bloody pain which blinded him. I let the sharp digits pierced through the hardened jacket of his skin and followed it with another tear to his wings. I continued giving him lacerations of my vengeance and blood splattered the walls and floor. With one last swift pierce of my digits, I let the man fall on his knees before me.

"And I don't have a father like you."

I watched the corpse dissolve into black particulates of dust that faded into nothingness. It wasn't a mere illusion.

This was real.

A mere ancient couldn't have pulled this off.

I looked back and then ran to where I came from. Sevor's shouts continued and I barged inside the room where a naked woman was hovering on top of my twin.

Wye Fye.

I grabbed one of her pigtails and hurled her against a wall.

Why wasn't I given the chance to do before? Oh yeah, she was a whining bitch that kept on complaining for every ant that passed by.

Sevor's eyes were shut and he was shivering from disgust.

What the heck was going on?

I severed the snakes that tied Sevor's body to the table and figured that he must have been bitten. The toxins have paralyzed him.

I was attacked by our father and Sevor was assaulted by Wye Fye. This got me thinking.

Could it be that Lucian's issue was our own issues?

The blonde was nowhere to be found. If he left Sevor here with his ex-lover then that must be the case.

Countless numbers of black tar elevated from the ground and became multiple figures of our father and Wye Fye.

"Where's Lucian?" I questioned Sevor who have recovered from the toxins.

"He disappeared. I don't know where he is," Sevor replied and stood beside me. I clucked my tongue. That fucking bastard had really done it. Who in the world was doing this? Lucian couldn't have done it.

"You take care of Wye Fye I'll take care of pa-"

Oh no you're not. I wasn't going to handle that tik for the second time again. Just looking at her butt naked got my stomach churning.

"No, I'm not scared of him anymore Sevor. If you're just saying this just so you can avoid that tik of yours then think again. Face your fears because I've already faced mine!" I snapped at him. I glanced at Sevor who had his lips pursed in hesitance. "I don't know what happened to you that night but I know what you felt. You're a coward for not telling me."

Sevor looked down and I returned my focus on getting my revenge for the second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth time. I was stronger than this old man. I was stronger than Sevor.

I don't know how many of them that I have killed. They kept on coming and they kept on withering as I destroyed their bodies. I didn't lay a finger on Sevor's enemy but I know that even without my help, he was getting a hang of it.

My ass fell on the floor and I heard Sevor huff in exhaustion when his back leaned against mine. We used each other's back for support as we rested. There was no more black tar.

I looked up at the ceiling and let my breathing normalize.

It was silent but I was cheering victoriously in my mind.

"I'm sorry," I heard Sevor say which caught my attention. It was his first time saying that to me after all those years. "That night I was forced. I couldn't tell you what happened because I thought that you would feel disgusted of me but I didn't expect that keeping silent would ruin our brotherhood."

"You're stupid," I snorted.

He sighed. "I know."

"In Caleb's vocabulary you're a fucking wussy," I added.

"I know," he replied in resignation.

"You're a cunt, a wimp, an asshole, and an overall trash!" I spat bitterly with a small grin.

"I know..." he grumbled. He didn't need a fucking pat on the back or a hug. We were too old for that shit. He didn't need to have the special treatment for being through a traumatizing experience. What he needed was a shove to the present time and not a shove backwards.

"You know how I feel now? Do you want me to elaborate further? Fuck you, you piece of shit!" I snarled and harshly elbowed his back.

Sevor let out a chuckle. "I can't live without you too."

I snorted in

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