The Nexus
Pre-Humanoid Era
xxxx, X.X.
Ammon was not among
them on that day.
Demetria pursed her
lips and glanced away. The yellow seat which stood next to her own was empty. With
that, Ethon and Narissa exchanged quick glances.
“I guess that means one
thing,” she said softly. “Ammon really was serious about sticking to the plan.”
Even if he was against it, the
brunette continued in her head. Ethon merely sighed and folded his arms over
his chest. As a contrast, Narissa was smiling.
“I’m proud of our eldest
brother. Aren’t you?”
“We forced him into
this, Nar,” Ethon refuted angrily. “You know he never liked the idea of giving
his Armor. He hated to give that part of himself away. He hates feeling
incomplete. Don’t you know?” he gave his sister a withering look, “Or are you
too drowned in yourself to notice?”
Narissa’s ears turned
pink. “How dare you,” she spat, but Demetria immediately stood up and stomped
her foot on the ground. Immediately, a green shield popped up between the Twins
and Demetria’s eyes blazed with a different emotion.
“Stop it. Ammon made
his choice.” She looked at Ethon. “We know he doesn’t like it, but it’s for the
good of everything. We gave ours away. And he’s the only one left.” Then to
Narissa, “I wish you would have found another way. Ammon won’t forgive easily
for making him do this.”
Narissa bowed her head
and Demetria let the shield fade away. “Trust me, I would have wanted another
solution…but this is the only solution we have.” She lifted her head to look at
Ethon, who still regarded her with anger (though less than earlier). “We’ll be
here for Ammon if that’s what he needs.”
And Demetria turned
away, shivering to herself as the harsh winds blew harder in the area. Ethon
noticed. The usually calm walls that surrounded them seemed colder and more
unwelcoming. The flames on the red candles were dying and lighting up. Waves of
a small pond down south only crashed against each other. Demetria noted that
the flora weren’t as blooming.
And the winds
continued.
