forum Blood Oath (O/O CLOSED)

Started February 21, 2019 by Deleted user

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Andreas's POV:

The Prince sighed and left after he saw that I hadn't gone up in flames, and all of a sudden, my face was red from shame.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," I told Elliot, embarrassment trickling into my voice.

Kaden’s POV:

Hope hopped on top of Andreas and softly nuzzled his face, licking his cheek as if to comfort him.

”You did great,” she cooed, though I was the only one who heard it.

“Hope is right,” I murmured. “You did wonderful.”

Andreas's POV:

I laughed weakly, shaking my head. "Wonderful? Definitely not."

Still curled up in one of my palms, Copper launched into a protest.

[TIME SKIP - Elle's POV, one week later]

The last week had been amazing. The aching loss in my chest had been filled by Scylla, completing me, making me whole. After seventeen years of being alone, I had a bondmate. An actual, real live bondmate, something which had only been a far-off dream up until now. The little creature never left my side, and I never left hers. She went everywhere with me, perching on my shoulder, curling up in my unruly mess of blond hair, napping on my knee while I studied at night. I hadn't realized how alone I'd felt until I wasn't alone anymore.

I had shed the awful weighted shin guards and floated around for a few days, amazed by how light and flowy I felt. Now that the Prince was no longer obligated to train me, lessons had taken up most of my time—many of them. I already knew more than any other student, but despite that, I was constantly learning, always adding information to my mental catalogue. No powers had surfaced yet, but the thought didn't particularly bother me. I knew they would come with time, so I didn't worry about it.

But despite how golden and sunshiny everything seemed… with the removal of my loneliness came another void, and a much more confusing one. And, of all the people, Colton Miller was the cause of it. He was no longer my trainer, which meant that I barely saw him anymore. He wasn't in my year, either, and on some nights, he didn't turn up at the dormitory. But, remembering his reprimands from the night I had gone looking for him, I stayed put in my room.

Now, I sat at one of the long tables in the dining hall, my plate piled high with breakfast foods. Beside me was Andreas, and on the other side of him was Kaden. The three of us had gotten close lately, especially after Colton's repeated absences.

The past week was tough. Scratch that, it was miserable. I would barely catch any sleep at nights, and in the day I was expected to deliver news to the parents of students who passed away.

They always never went pleasantly. Each parent would yell curses, blaming the system for the loss of their child. Some would even wish for the destruction of the creatures.

That was why I refused to bring Key along with me. Why would I, so he could hear the bitterness and the resent people felt for those who bonded, especially if their male didn’t make it back home?

Along with that, I had to balance my daily training hours. I just felt incredibly useless, powerless and weak, which fueled my desires to spend my free time, and even my sleeping hours, to train. I would put Key to sleep and exercise. And on times I would pass out, Key would hold me close, protecting me, keeping me safe.

All those times, I would wonder if Elliot was doing all right. As someone who had a Type A, I knew I should be training him, but he needed to do this alone. Scylla was trained in her own way. Elliot didn’t need me, so I didn’t bother him.

My work with him was done.

I craned my head, scanning the dining room for any sign of Colton…. who was nowhere to be seen. Again. Each time I had caught a glimpse of him over the past week, he'd looked so…. exhausted. Defeated. Frustrated. It broke me a little to see him like that, despite he fact that our somewhat friendly relationship had withered away.

"Who are you looking for again?" Andreas's voice, which was muffled by the sheer amount of chocolate muffin in his mouth, cut through my drifting thoughts. "No one," I said quickly, my cheeks heating up. But my roommate was already looking away, nudging Kaden excitedly and holding his hands over the untoasted bread on his plate. "Watch this."

We did, and his hands began to glow like hot coals. Within a matter of seconds, his bread was steaming and slightly burnt.

I ate slowly, continuing to look for Cole every few minutes, but as expected, he didn't show up. Eventually, I sighed, scratching behind Scylla's ears and reaching for my avocado toast.

"𝐻𝑒𝓎 𝒦𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓃, 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓋𝑜𝒸𝒶𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝒶𝓈𝓉?~" The words flowed from my mouth as if blown through me by the wind, and I didn't notice that I had sung them until I saw the horrified look on Kaden's face. My skin had begun to tingle, and when I stared down at Scylla in shock, two circles of light appeared on her body—my eyes were glowing gold like lamplights.

Kaden’s POV:

I froze, my eyes widening as my hands moved on their own, passing salt to Elliot.

My body had entirely frozen, my mind as if someone had a hold of it, an invisible hand pulling the strings. Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, intense fear gripping my heart.

When Elliot finally broke out of it, I gasped for air, resting my head on the table, eyes wide to the point where it felt like they would pop out of their sockets.

Finally, I looked at Elliot, panting heavily.

“What did you do?”

Colton’s POV:

”What?” I hissed, slamming my fist on the table, causing the wood to crack. “So What exactly is it that you want me to do?”

The King looked nonchalant about what he’d told me, what he wanted me to do.

“You aren’t allowed to tell this to anyone,” he said calmly. “If there’s any more case like this, I’ll send you in.”

"Shit…" I breathed, the colour draining from my face. "I—I'm so sorry—I don't know what happened—" By now, the whole table was staring at us. I pushed my trembling hands into my hair, trying and failing to stay on top of the tsunami of panic that was rearing over me.

Scylla's eyes continued to glow, her pupils shrinking to tiny dots. Fear still had me wrapped in its icy fist, but I managed to speak again, reaching out towards Kaden, who was currently being embraced fiercely by Andreas. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you??"

Kaden’s POV:

I relaxed in Andreas’s grip, fear finally untangling itself from my heart. Being in his hold felt incredibly comforting.

“I’m fine,” I panted. “Just a little—just a little shaken up. I’m fine. You’re okay. You didn’t mean it. Don’t do that again to me. For the love of God, don’t do that again.”

Scylla finally unfroze, staring up at me with huge eyes.

"Elle—Your first sign of power."

I felt like the breath was being crushed from my lungs. "I–I didn't even know that I could do that—" Pressing a hand to my mouth in case any more song slipped out, I lowered my eyes to the ground and stood. "I–I'm just going to go–To our room—"

So I don't hurt anyone.

Kaden’s POV:

I didn’t stop Elliot, though I felt incredibly guilty. It wasn’t his fault, after all. He didn’t even know that could happen. But what that power did… I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to think about the way I felt, the hand that squeezed my heart, the strings that ended up controlling my movements.

“Where’s Prince Colton?” I breathed out to Andreas even though I knew he wouldn’t know, either. “He should know what’s going on. He can help.”

Colton’s POV:

I blinked, shaking my head furiously, trying to dispel the sleep trying to pull me under. Key had himself enlarged enough to support me, leading me into the dorm. When was the last time I went there? I didn’t even remember.

Then Key’s wings were wrapped around me protectively, someone crashing into him and falling on the floor.

Andreas's POV:

I gripped Kaden's wrists tightly, looking him over with worry-filled eyes. "Are you okay??" Paying no heed to his question, I focused all my energy on making sure he was alright. "Are you hurt?"

Elliot's POV:

I practically ran from the dining hall, stumbling up the staircase. Panic gave my feet wings as I fled all the way to our room, clutching Scylla with trembling hands. I burst inside—only to stumble straight over something. Or rather, someone.

Kaden’s POV:

“I’m okay,” I whispered, trying to take control of my body. “He didn’t hurt me. It just… it just felt… intrusive… Don’t blame Elliot. It’s not his fault. He didn’t know what he was doing.”

Colton’s POV:

“Elliot?” I blinked as Key removed his wings from me. Elliot was lying on the ground, the same as when I saw him a week ago. Groaning, I picked myself off of the floor, Key siding me. I reached out my hand for Elliot to take. “What were you doing?”

I scrambled to my feet without taking his hand, trying to regain control of my breathing. But every time I opened my mouth to explain, song poured out. “I’m sorry” and “I didn’t mean to” and a frantic ”make it stop!”

But I couldn’t stop. I just kept watching as he jerked, trying to fulfill the request I hadn’t been trying to make.

Andreas’s POV:

I know,” I reassured softly, pulling him into another gentle hug. “I don’t blame him. I’m worried about both of you—but you’re my first priority right now.” I was struggling to keep the distress from my voice, trying my best not to get worked up.

Colton’s POV:

I felt something pull at my heart, wrap itself around me. I gritted my teeth, trying to prevent myself from moving. If it hadn’t been for Key’s scream in my mind, I thought I wouldn't snap out of it.

When had Elliot’s powers manifest? And to mention it was something like this… I shouldn’t have left him alone. This was my fault.

I didn’t know what I was doing, but it was done before I could stop. I pulled Elliot towards me, wrapping my arms around him and gently rubbing his back.

“It’s all right,” I said soothingly, hoping he’d snap out of the panic he was feeling. “You’re safe. You’re okay. You’re okay. I’m here.”

Kaden’s POV:

I leaned against him, sighing softly.

“Thank you, Andreas,” I whispered. “I’m grateful. I feel fine now. Thank you.”

Elle’s POV:

His touch, instead of comforting me, sent me tumbling further into the inescapable void of fear. I jerked away from him, trembling uncontrollably.

“I—I don’t want to hurt you—” But I was still singing, unable to stop the notes from spilling out. I felt like I was being used, a flute being blown into, forced to make music that I never wanted to hear again. “Hit me,” I told him desperately, “Hurt me until I stop.”

The moment I realized that I had used my power on him a second time, my face went slack with horror. “I didn’t mean to say it like that!”

Andreas’s POV:

My pulse fluttered weakly.

“Anytime..” I murmured, cheeks suddenly flaming.

Colton’s POV:

My body moved on its own, terror filling me though I tried hard to ignore it. Elliot kept on trying to keep himself quiet, but it wasn’t working. My mind suddenly didn’t know what to do, being ordered to do one thing and then another.

Key shouted in my mind again, but this time it didn’t work, so he slammed his tail into me, sending me crashing on the wall. He turned towards Elliot and hissed, smoke coming out from his nostrils.

I was suddenly grateful for all those lessons I’d taken. I was trained for things like these—mind controls, being forced to do things against my wishes, so every time I snapped out of it, it didn’t leave me frozen for long.

“Stop talking,” I said to Elliot, hissing as I staggered to my feet. What in the world was I supposed to do now? Whatever I did wouldn’t make him stop. He’d do it again and again. So, thinking of one last thing, I dashed towards him and slapped my hand on his mouth. “Stop. Take deep breaths. In and out. Calm yourself down. There’s absolutely nothing to fear. You’re all right. I’m all right. You aren’t going to hurt me, so just calm down.”

Kaden’s POV:

I flushed bright red when I realized which position we both were in, but I didn’t want him to let go. I felt safe in his embrace, but to my disappointment, Andreas pulled away.

“We should—we should go find Elliot,” I said weakly, standing on my feet. “Tell him it’s all right. I’m worried about him.”

He had no idea how much his closeness was agitating me right then. How much closer to the edge the hand on my mouth was pushing me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to regain control of myself, of my power, but I was falling fast, the images of Colton’s horrified face, of his body crashing against the wall, replaying themselves over and over again in my mind.

In the end, Scylla was what saved me. Her voice in my mind broke through the chaos as she clambered up my leg and roughly shoved Colton’s hand away from my lips with both front paws.

”Elle? I’m here. I’m right here. No one’s hurt—Please don’t be upset.”

Her tiny, imploring voice slowed my wildly spinning thoughts. And eventually, chest heaving, I regained control.

Andreas’s POV:

“Yeah…” I murmured, covering one of my (literally) burning cheeks with my hand.

“Let’s go.”

Colton’s POV:

“Ah, shit,” I cursed, running a finger through my hair. Key approached me then, moving around me, whining apologetically. He nudged me, rubbed his face against my stomach, and I patted him on the head. I stumbled a bit, and Key immediately wrapped me around his wing, keeping me on my feet. Shit. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all. I shouldn’t have returned to the dorm. If I collapsed right now, he was going to think it was his fault. He was going to burden himself with that thought. My weakness wasn’t his fault. Had I been refreshed, I would have fought his ability off. It was only the first stage of it, after all.

I closed my eyes to get myself together. Before I could respond, I heard the voices of our dorm mates.

“Elliot!” Kaden exclaimed, running towards him. “I’m so sorry. I freaked out back then. It wasn’t your fault. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”

Elle’s POV:

I stared, horrified, at all the commotion and distress I had caused, my hands beginning to tremble again. Scylla, blinking rapidly to dispel the golden glow from her eyes, settled on my shoulder and began to repoeatedly butt her head against my cheek, murmuring comforting words in a wobbly voice.

I took a stumbling step back from them all, raising my hands. “I—Shit. Shit. I’m so sorry—this is my fault—It won’t happen again—“

The relief I felt when my words came out normally, not as hypnotic words, was unfathomable. I didn’t notice the pitch of my voice slipping slightly higher from distress.

Colton’s POV:

I shook my head, clearing my thoughts, letting Key know I was okay enough to carry my own weight before I turned to Elliot.

“Come here,” I said softly, discarding the authoritative voice I often used. I hoped it wouldn’t agitate him any further than that. I also hoped he wouldn’t get the wrong idea about what I would do.

I flinched when Colton opened his mouth, fully expecting retribution. But when he spoke softly, coaxing as if I was a frightened animal, I found my feet moving towards him of their own accord.

Coming to a stop right in front of him, I fixed my eyes on the floor, unable to meet his gaze.

Colton’s POV:

I was definitely going to receive negative results if anyone saw this, but at this point, I didn’t care. When I first started manifesting my own powers, nobody was there to help me. I remembered the terror I felt, the humiliation and uselessness every time I caused destruction. Every time I lost control of myself.

No one was there to pull me into their arms, to tell me it was all right. No one but Key. But Elliot did. I understood him. I understood his weaknesses, his fears, his shortcomings. I would be what everyone else failed to be mine—his support.

I slowly, gently, wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close, resting my chin on his head. I sighed softly, keeping the hold on him loose in case he wanted to pull away.

“It’s… terrifying, I know,” I started quietly. “And it’s hard, especially because you’re a Type A. I just want you to know that you’re not alone. Scylla is here. So am I. I’m sorry for leaving you alone when I could have been there to help. I’ll make it up to you for causing you this much distress. I’ll help you with your ability as best as I can. But remember—whatever happens, it’s never going to be your fault.”

My body stiffened at first, first from shock, then from a paranoia that I would hard him, even like this. But then, he began to speak. And, through the immense surprise that he actially seemed to care this much, his words washed over my like the soothing waves of the sea, back at home.

I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. Before I knew what I was doing, I had buried my face in his chest, sinking gratefully into the embrace.

“Thank you…”

Andreas’s POV:

I watched, rooted to the spot, as the Prince pulled Elliot into a hug and completely threw aside the cold, stony demeanour we’d all thought was the entirety of his personality. Torn between rushing forward to comfort my friend and ogling at the changed man embracing him, I just stood there, eyes wide.

Colton’s POV:

I felt my vision turn completely white and gritted my teeth, screwing my eyes shut. Do not lose yourself. Do not fall. Do not show any weaknesses. You cannot show your weakness to people you’re going to rule one day.

Taking a deep breath, I exhaled harshly. I could feel Key’s desperation, his need to take care of me, but not making a move.

“You’re going to be all right,” I forced myself to whisper, feeling him relax against me.

Kaden’s POV:

What was going on? Was that truly our Prince, the cold, uncaring Prince who couldn’t stand anyone? Was he really tossing away what made him our iceberg, just so he could comfort Elliot? I felt like I was dreaming.

“Andrean, punch me,” I found myself whispering to my friend. “Because I don’t believe the person I’m seeing right now is the prince.”