People parted where ever he walked. He wasn't adored like his brothers by either side and he was fine with that, he had become the villain everyone needed and in return he kept his curse at bay with the wars he raged all over Azelania. Even here it was no different, here in his brothers temple his guardians parted as he walked closer making sure there was no chance of them touching him. He couldn't help but let a smirk appear on his face as he walked past the frightened guardians.
He didn't expect anything different nor did he wish for something different. He knew this place like the back of his hand, the brothers always had to keep their respective curses from being activated. Aztarac had an abundance of magic the more he kept within him the more dangerous and erratic he became, Liaz was weakened by his curse so his true powers couldn't manifest and Lucifer was cursed to live a life sharing his mind and body with a bestial creature.
Some of the guardians bowed as he walked passed their bodies pinned against the white marble wall of the temple, everything so clean and so white.. He often wondered during his visits how his brother kept himself from growing insane, did he really enjoy the order and the cleanliness? The demands those stupid Aira's seemed to put on most of Azelania? Out of all the races the aira were the ones he most despised the one that was the most danger to his men and to his family. Not including the prize son ofcourse.
Everywhere he looked his brother's simple was imprinted, even on the marble flooring he noticed the sun marking engraved into the thick rock. To anyone else they would just seem decoration but he knew the weight of that symbol, any outsiders that came into the temple with the intent to harm him would end up either paralysed or worse.
His men were a mix, his guardians came from all races and though as he walked deeper and deeper into the temple to where his brother was located he noticed something daunting. Only members of the heavenly court were at his temple, what happened to guardians born in another court.. He kept his question to himself, it wasn't his concern but it still peaked his interest.
He pushed open the door to his brother study ignoring the guardians that jumped out of the way. "Brother it seems you might need new guardians, they jump at the mere sight of me." Another smirk appeared on his lips one side lifting up slightly. He walked over to his brother who was engrossed in some book and smacked him on his back making him jump but at the same time smile.
"Thanks brother, it seems I should be getting a new one today. Let's see if they will jump at your mere sight." He stood and shook hands with his brother before Lucifer pulled him closer for a hug testing his brothers skin to see if his curse was activated. "You seem to be doing better with your curse brother."
Liaz nodded and smiled they parted from the hug and headed towards the hall where Liaz would meet yet another guardian. Lucifer stretched his arms above his head then crossing them behind his neck as they walked even beside Liaz he still toward him in height and the guardians made sure to try and act more courageous around their leader. Liaz wore clothes of mostly white with gold and blue detailing while Lucifer walked behind him in his black clothing decked in some light armour around his chest and shoulders his long cape dragging behind him as they walked.
"I wonder what this one will be"He kept his thoughts to himself though he was certain another heavenly would join the temple.
Nuka walked in silence along the narrow corridors that would take her to Liaz, along with two guards that led her through these. They tried to make word with her, like anyone else would upon seeing her, but she either dismissed them or politely answered with short replies that would make them notice that she was not planning on talking. Her long purple cap followed behind her and so did her beautiful wings- her whole pride rested in them. They would take her high and low, and would forever carry her. They trusted her and she them. She looked back at them, so big they brushed against the floor along with the cape.
After some time, they had finally reached the end of the hallways, where a big wooden door stood, the middle engraved with the sun. Liazs symbol. She sighed, and gave a nod to the guards to open the doors. It was not that she didn't want to do this or couldn't care less about it, because she truly did want to do it. Her heart wanted to satisfy the Aira, and as a royal be good to her people. She just wished they would do the same to the rest of Azelenia, so people wouldn't suffer without purpose. Something the Aira seemed to enjoy doing. Personally, Nuka hated to be considered part of the plans Aira have, as it brought hate from other races for something she doesn't agree fully with but she couldn't help it. Looking back at her wings, she couldn't help it, otherwise her whole life would tumble.
Her eyes opened and looked upon a slick and clean room like the rest of this place, which was filled with guards at the sides and two prominent figures in the center, obviously awaiting her. They were like the ying and yang. Liaz, who she recognised immediately, was dressed in white, with bits of blue and gold amongst his clothing. The other, who she did not recognise, was dressed in mostly black, his arms lazily resting behind his head. She was surprised at his presence, not expecting someone so different from the purity of this place to be here, but also because he was rather handsome. She looked away, not particularly fazed by the other persons presence and turned to Liaz.
"I am Nuka Cael," She declared, her voice echoing through the room as she bowed, her wings coming forward to show respect as well, "I have been sent here to be your new guardian."
They both watched as the large door opened and a young aira entered her pure white wings tracing behind her as if a large cape was adorning her back. She walked proud her head held up high as she walked past the other guardians. They could hear the whispers, the other guardians excited by her arrival something strange even for Liaz’s guardians. Though all worshipped him like a true god they fought for attention and power yet with her appearance they grew excited?
Lucifer listened to three guardians standing by the wall on his side whispering about a princess that had been marked as a guardian to the nenyr of light. As he heard them speak as if on queue she approached closer her eyes drifting to him making a brow raise as she seemed to be taking in his appearance.
Only a few hundred knew of him, though he had many wars in Azelania most his enemies never lasted long enough to pass on his appearance. His men kept him a secret and the only others that new of him were other nenyr’s and guardians associated with them. Liaz was his youngest sibling, his curse probably one of the cruelest he worried for him so his secret meant little to him when it came to his family.
All he did was in hopes the curses of his siblings would be abated as long as he paid for their curses remaining dormant. He caused chaos to keep enemies from Liaz to let him focus on healing himself instead of defending. Even with his brother Aztarac he knew the heavenly court would want nothing better than to end him but that was not possible when he was causing chaos around Azelania destroying important strong holds to the heaven alliance.
All he did was for his siblings and he accepted everyone’s hatred and fear. He looked as she averted her gaze and focused on Liaz, he smirked and smacked his brothers back.
“Hey brother at least this one seems to have a backbone”
The other guardians made noise in protest coughing uncomfortably or gasping in the insult. “Maybe she will actually be of use to you instead of the others that seem to cower at any sign of danger.” Liaz laughed his voice soft and more like a chime of bells than an actual voice. He smiled up at Lucifer who towered over him even though both were tall males. “You make their lives hell, I would be frightened too if I didn’t know you were a push over.”
Liaz turned and smiled at Nuka his face almost beaming light as he extended his hand out for the young guardian to take once their skin touched she would feel a surge of power flowing through her which would complete the guardianship. “I hope you too won’t come to hate my big brother he is strange and chaotic but.. mmm”
“Don’t even brother” he smirked teasing Liaz before turning his back to both brother and new guardian waving at them. “I’ll go rest for a bit brother let me know if any of your guardians need to be trained.” His smile turned dark as the air around the guardians and the atmosphere grew heavy and dark making it hard for them to breathe before taming his magic before it could reach Nuka and Liaz.
Liaz couldn’t help but laugh as he assured the guardians he wouldn’t harm them at least not something that wouldn’t heal.
Brother? So this dark featured man was Liazs brother? Interesting. As a royal, she was well informed and was told to study upon Liaz and his world before becoming his guardian. She had heard that he had a family, and obviously about the curse bestowed upon them. Unlike Liaz, the other brothers were said to be hated amongst the aira, and Nuka always found the people teaching her having a dark expression whenever they stumbled upon the topic of the other brothers. Liaz however, was always prized. And she could clearly see why, his face glowing in an already glowing room. It was nice, to see a bit of change to scenery with his brother in the room, that, however didn't change the fact that his attitude was slightly annoying.
"Do not worry, Lord," She spoke to Liaz with confidence, "I hardly come to hate people, after all hate is a strong word, but I do fear your brother may need training himself in manners." A slight smirk playing on her lips, satisfied with letting him know that she did in fact have a backbone.
With that short indirect remark, she took Liazs hand into hers. Sure enough, she felt the surge of power that seemed to travel right from the end of his fingers, through her hand to her whole body. The feathers on her wings seemed to ruffle with this shock, causing Nuka to move them just a bit. She heard the whispers arise with this move, and if she wasn't right in front of her now lord, she might have smiled cockily, proud of her wings. She looked back at Liaz and nodded, bowing her head a little. She was certain she could be a good guardian. Despite her pure, untouched and unfazed look she was pretty skilled in combat, with her staff especially. Her hands knew the staff like she knew her wings, and the feeling of it felt natural, like gloves. She had also made sure to train in healing, one of the main reasons she was selected to be Liazs guardian. She practiced it since she was little and noone hid her talent in the art, so everyone hoped she could heal Liaz, and she intended to do so, just like the aira told her too. Just like she wanted to.
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A smart and quick mouthed guardian, he had to fight the urge to break into laughter from her comment. There were only a few people who ever stood up to his brothers and even himself he wondered would she be a true guardian loyal to him and his family or would she be another like the others where their sole purpose was making sure he survived and his family fell..
He knew his brother didn’t mean harm in the way he acted but his life had been hard. Unlike him and his brother Aztarac that had temples built and had followers that wanted to protect them Lucifer had always been alone. Dodging all that wanted him dead making sure no one could get ahead of him which would mean ending his life. He had built himself an army so that he could defend himself and also his family he had never given up on his family wanting to protect and find a way to free them of their curse before thinking of himself.
Her comments hurt though, his brother was good. His brother was a man that wanted to help deliver his family away from all the cruelty of the world even if it nearly killed him in the process. His battle wounds and scars, how often had his brother come to him near death with the dragon emerging nearly free from its prison.
“Please try to not judge him, my brother is probably closer to Aira beliefs than myself. All he does it to save his family. We aren’t all as loved and protected.” His calm expression faded and it grew into something painful and saddened by the thought of all that his brother had risked and given up for them all.
“Will you extend your gifts to him?” His eyes grew more serious as if test to see if this guardian would be loyal only to him or also to her people… The aira were too proud, they fought with others and harmed people he loved and yet he couldn’t strike them down not if he wanted to keep his promise of staying alive to his brothers that fought so hard to keep him alive. He hoped they would both get on, the possibility of Lucifer gaining a potential ally that could help him or at least keep him company when Liaz could no longer fight against his curse. Something he kept from everyone.
Lucifer went to a room Liaz kept vacant for him, he dropped on the large bed removing his top and his cape leaving him bare chested. He moved over to a mirror looking at the large cut across his chest that reached from one side to the other.. Any closer and he might have lost the fight.. The wound looked festered but he had no energy to clean it, he moved to the bed and let the darkness take him.
Nuka sighed. She knew very well how much the Aira disliked the whole family except their Liaz, she was brought up with the idea of it. Though she never really payed attention towards it, no matter how many times the Aira repeated their lessons of dislike to other creatures of "impurity". She was not interested in the war or the discrimination. She saw how Aira treated their own kind, who have done simple wrongs which could be simply forgiven. But no, not under their current rules. And just because she was a royal she wouldn't get out of it either, no one did once they have done something. That's why she lives carefully and this request is putting such a strain on her.
She searched in Liazs eyes, his request genuine and something deeper behind it. She wouldn't mind doing this honestly, if it didn't potentially put her pride and life at risk. Though now she had taken a risk, she had become a guardian something planned for her for a long time, as her skills did not go unnoticed. She sighed once more, what seemed like her tenth sigh this day, and sharpened her eyes.
"I will extend as much as I can, Lord," She said, "but I can not promise the other Aira would like this idea very much." She trusted Liaz that he knew what he was doing, after all she was his new guardian. She hoped to learn new things here, things she could not explore whilst being amongst the Aira. She wondered about the other races, their powers and how the world works away from the Airas very personal views and maybe by spending here she could hear stories, read new books and maybe even see new stuff for herself. Nuka controlled herself, not allowing her curiosity take over focusing on her new job.
Liaz took Nuka’s h and in something that seemed so natural to the other guardians. Liaz had never been afraid of touch and he loved his guardians even if his people were had corrupt thoughts of the other races. He understood hatred but he saw no point in it, it took so much energy and for nothing but more endless death.
He lead her through the temple showing her the layout and keeping her question in the back of his mind. His brother was strange, he cared more than both Liaz and Aztarac and while the two were always in a feud Lucifer would break them up and stop them before either got injured. The oldest in their family he took everything upon himself.
“Lucifer.. He was the first born but he had another half.” Only few knew of his heritage at least this part of it, Lucifer was known as the oldest but only few new of the lost twin. “The twin that was lost to history, from what I was told she as kidnapped only a few days after their birth they had meant to assassinate my brother but for some reason took the sister I never got the chance to meet.”
He led her down a corridor and released her hand as he pushed open a large wooden door with the sun and moon engraved. The ceiling of the room was made of glass letting sun beam down with shelves of books filled all around the sides of the walls and stairs descending upward. He continued walking through the library knowing Nuka would follow as he spoke. “My brother has gotten used to having things taken from him. Most think him the most evil, but in truth he does it all to protect us. I didn’t have much chance to find out how serious but I have no doubt brother came here to rest because of injury. In his camp he wouldn’t be able to show weakness, its why he retired so quickly and didn’t further continue teasing.”
He pulled out a book on the front called “The cursed drydains” it told the history of the ancient race of the drydains and the curse that any descendants fell under including his family.
“You should read this to become familiar, its not all the same as what you are taught. My father wasn’t always insane and neither of them deserved to be separated. No one was in danger then, now though I’m not so sure.”
He waited for her to take the book and then sighed. He knew of her heritage and the teachings the aira bestowed on their children he just hoped this one would make her own decision instead of blindly following what was taught to her. "I hope after you read that book you will make your own decisions on what is justice and truth"
Liaz paused and looked at her with some kind of sorrow in his eyes “If you somehow find out my brother is injured and he allows you to get close people heal him. “ He smiled and bowed his head politely leaving her in the temples library probably one of the largest collections apart from the imperial library in Lysithia.
Nukas eyes brightened as they entered a library, equipped with book upon book. She recognized some books back from home, but most of them were completely new, something she was excited about very much. Nuka was tired of being taught the same thing and having to review it constantly to please her teachers, and now she can learn more new things. She kindly accepted the book and listened to Liaz. When he had left, she couldn't help but squeal a little and jump lightly in her place, her wings creating a breeze throughout the slightly dusty shelves of the library. She was extremely excited to read all of the new books she could see and gain knowledge about the world that wasn't Aira infused.
She found a table to sit at, and began reading about the race of Drydrains. She had never heard much about them, but knew of their existence, so this was something new and exciting. Though as she read on she found herself more engrossed yet confused in their history. She knew whatever the Aira taught her was strongly discriminative and most of the time she didn't take it seriously, but she didn't know there was so much on the other side. She had always kept her curiosity about what the aira saw as so "bad" to herself, but here she had forgotten about hiding it and forgot about time. She lost herself in the book, spending what seemed like hours in the library, walking around to move her legs and stretching her wings wherever she found space, all whilst flicking through the pages of the book.
When she sat back down in one place, Nuka finally noticed the heavy feeling in her eyelids. She covered her yawn with her palm, marking the page she was leaving at. She had read a lot and all the new information swirled in her head. The most prominent thought however, was how her and other aira were being brainwashed. She never payed attention to this before as she had grown up seeing it, but her race was being lied to so much that they lost themselves, cheering when someone was being killed because the aira thought of them as being wrong. She sighed, and taking the book with her, began to search the temple for Liaz so she could find out where she would stay for the night or if he had something else for her to attend to.
He kept to himself, that’s how it normal was in his life. He headed to room isolated by the rest at the furthest corner of the temple near the old library that now housed only dust and old records. The room was dimly lit, if at all the windows barred shut letting light through only through the small cracks.
He stepped in closing the door behind him and is of queue the candles were lit on their own. It was one of the benefits of his curse, the dragon that inhabited his body gave him complete control of fire in any form. It made lighting candles easy and it also meant he was never cold nor needing much clothing to keep warm. He unhooked his tattered war torn cape throwing it on a chair realizing it wasn’t dusty nor forgotten. He smiled realizing his brother in midst of dealing with the heavenly court and trying to stop a war he wanted no part of could still find time to make sure his brother had a clean room.
He let the glamour fall in the safety of his room letting his wings expand behind him knocking over something on the table but not really caring enough to look. He inspected his wings, apart from scratches or scars from old wounds he had come out of battle relatively unscathed minus the would on his body his treasured wings were perfect. The folded behind him, he fell front first onto the bed and let the world take him. With no care for his wounds he slept lost in a battle with his mind with the dragon that wanted his time under the blue sky. ‘Not now, not here.’
He awoke only because of the pain, it shot through his body as if once again he was being cut with a blade. He lifted himself up peeling his shirt off as if it were second skin, the cut had reopened oozing blood onto his shirt and now onto the bed. He sighed sounding more like a growl than being tired. He forced himself up and walked over to a cupboard, pulling it open he grabbed some bandages, some string and needle. He was no stranger to tending to his wounds, when you lived alone for most of your life you soon built up your pain threshold. Threading the needle he made quick work of his wound closing it roughly not really caring to clean the wound not here. He was leaving.
He bandaged himself and then threw on a clean shirt before leaving his room in search of Liaz. Everyone kept out of his way, everyone knew to his temper wasn’t the best especially when it came to the Aira that hated him so.
He moved quickly entering the hallway where his brother room was, pushing the door open knowing he was there. “Brother I’m leaving. I just came to check on you” As quick as he spoke just as quick did his brothers expression change almost instantly. He watched his eyes travel to his wound, It was always the same he either brought a healer to heal him while shaking in fear or he did it on his own.
With a sigh he dropped in an arm chair. “Fine, go find the next healer to have nightmares of a dragon feeding on her.” Part of the curse, whoever got close had to deal with a conversation with the other entity when they formed some connection, needed for healing the dragon often taunted their minds sometimes breaking them to the point they refuse to ever touch another. Liaz smiled weakly and nodded before sending message to one of his guards to find Nuka and bring her here.
The matter the guard spoke of seemed urgent, but she couldnt help feel that luck was on her side. The guard found her at the perfect time as she was looking for Liaz himself, so knowing where he was made it easier to find him. Though she couldnt help be curious why the guard sounded so serious, and as if worrying for her. She shrugged it off and followed the guard, soon entering the room she supposed Liaz was in. Once the two of them entered she could see why the guard was more serious, Liazs brother alongside him. He was sat on a chair, clearly in pain by his posture, and the wound that could be seen through his shirt. Her brows furrowed, the wound looked painful, infat much bigger and serious than what she had to deal with before. She had seen battle wounds, in fact more wounds than wound free bodies, since the Aira were constantly hunting for their wants. But even through his shirt, she could see this was far more serious.
She sighed and walked closer to them, questioning Liaz for what he needed had summoned her here for. As she enquired she had found out Liaz wanted her to heal his brother, Lucifer. As other guards heard this conversation, they began to whisper, the room suddenly filled with low shuffling sounds like those of the wind. She narrowed her eyes, trying to listen in and only heard words of hate towards Lucifer or warnings towards her.She will end up just like the rest, He will end up hurting her, It seems we'll be gaining yet another guardian soon for Lord, all of these whispers shuffled across the room and she wondered if the guards where too stupid to tell that she could hear every word or if they were doing it on purpose. Her curiosity arose once again, and she soon realised this would be no ordinary person to heal. She bowed to Liaz, agreeing to what he wanted her to do.
"I will need you to take off your shirt first, in order to heal the wound," Nuka said, turning to Lucifer, hearing whispers arise as she made this request of him. Was she meant to heal him with his shirt on then? Though she too, quickly became flustered, not at the fact of seeing a shirtless male, but at the amount of scars he had all over his body. Nuka thought of how hard it must have been to get "used" to it as Liaz said he was. She looked at the fresh wound, and supposed the bad job of stitching was done by no other than him. Who would have thought, that after all of the aira teaching to ignore inpure individuals she would be healing one they hated. She ignored that however, forgetting the aira that could overpower her and knelt beside Lucifer, folding her wings behind her. As she extended her hands to the wound all she could feel was a weird energy approaching her.
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He watched his brother command his guardians giving them some kind of order that he cared little to hear. He closed his eyes and waited for what would be whispers of fear, he knew what the dragon did to people who tried to heal him. Forced to do something they hated the dragon would taunt them slowly making them go insane. ‘If they want to fear us we should give them a reason’ He understood the reasoning but that didn’t make it easier. Lucifer had been alone his entire life with only the voice of a dragon that wanted to be free, a dragon that would desiccate anything in its path if left unchecked.
Someone spoke a voice familiar. He opened one of his eyes slightly un-bothered and did as commanded. Pulling off his shirt from his head without a wince of pain or any kind of sign he was actually in pain apart from the large cut to his abdomen. He closed his eyes once more leaning against the chair waiting for the dragon to make contact with the girl, all the time listening to the whispers behind her, behind him. Fear me, hate me, keep away.
He felt her aura felt her come closer her hand moving above the cut and as skin touched skin contact was made. It’s claws tightened around her aura bringing her closer feeding on her energy and allowing the wound to heal.
‘Pretty aira, untouched yet to be corrupt.’ He paused a clicking sound as if it was playing with its tongue too human and yet feral. ‘You fear us too, ahh yes you do. All fear us.’ The clicking continued with the sound of something dragging on the ground against sand making it shift under its wait. His tail.
‘Fear is good, fear keeps you safe. Keeps him safe.’ It approached entering her mind his eyes hovering near hers as she stood at the edge of consciousness. ‘Stay different, you still have your fire. Yet to be snuffed out.’ It brushed against her body though no one could see people knew the dragon existed when the brother slept.
A growl escaped its jaws not at the healer no this time it left the healer. Its growl echoed, the other aira could hear it, feel his breath brush past them as if a gust of wind. ‘Keep your mind intact, you may still be useful. Let’s see how long that fire remains intact, for now you burn bright.’
What exactly was this? As soon as her hand touched Lucifers bare skin, something brought her closer to him, though she didn't even move. Her hands stayed on his wound, healing him. Yet, there was something. A voice throughout the room, and eyes right in front of hers. Big and fierce they stared into her violet ones filled with confusion and fright, curiosity at what this creature was and why it was here. It talked of Lucifer, as if they were one and maybe they were? She didn't know, but she didnt question, it was not her place. She found herself unable to as well, afraid that she might say something wrong, or if that she spoke she would lose her focus of healing the wound. She neither flinched nor whimpered when she felt the creature brush past her, though she stiffened and payed closer attention.
What did it mean by her fire? And why would it be snuffed out if anything? Was this a threat or warning? But what would the creature warn her of, she is only here to serve Liaz from now on and her life wasn't exactly an exciting one. Did this creature really know of her future? She wanted to ask questions yet she could not bring herself to do it and before she knew it she had been released from the grip holding her, and she let out the breath she had been holding in for the whole time. Her head dropped, suddenly feeling dizzy from the shock. She kept her power steady throughout however, and as she looked up his wound was healed, only some red remaining around the area of the cut. Nuka took her hands off immediately, looking upon the brothers face. He had opened his eyes, and they were different from before. Lizard like and similar to the ones that had stared into hers so intently before, as if the eyes were trying to distinguish her flame alone.
It wouldn't be that easy, she thought, determined to keep the flame going, no matter what the creature meant by that exactly. She still had to wrap the wound with bandages, even though she had done a solid job of healing it and it wouldn't re open again, it would provide sturdiness. She grabbed the bandages, her hands slightly shaking, and brought them to his wound. She hesitated a bit, scared that if she touched him again, the creature would return but pushed herself to wrap the wound in bandages.
"Is it better?" She managed to say without her voice wavering, turning towards Lucifer.
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His eyes opened but he saw through haze, saw how a drop of sweat ran down her neck. Her heartbeat louder, his eyes scanned for all the micro signs of fear, anxiety and most of all insanity. Yet she held it together she reached for him even if her hands shook. He thought of grabbing her hand and forcing contact but she leaned down and began wrapping his wound, her finger tips cold against the burn of his skin.
His eyes remained on hers though he listened to the sounds around him the aira whispering once more‘Noble aira are immune to the dragon’ an old aira spoke in awe of the healer.. He tried to remember her name hear It spoken.
Nuka.. Interesting an aira that the dragon hadn’t snuffed out, even on her own without consideration of race she had survived a meeting with his dear friend. Her voice broke his thought and he smirked standing from the chair, the dragon eyes faded and in their place his emerald green eyes stared down at her. He said nothing but a gust of wind pushed against his wings making them move slightly brushing against her hand. No one had seen them, not here not in a place where they hunted for monsters where there were known. His glamour remained strong making his wings invisible, but he felt discomfort. Discomfort at he fact an aira had touched his wings even by accident his glare almost lethal.
Liaz rushed to their side and smacked a hand on his brothers shoulder. “Brother don’t glare, she healed you.” A huge smile planted on Liaz’s face he almost glowed from sheet happiness that his brother had been healed but he had also gained someone that could support his brother when he could not.
“Brother Nuka is amazing isn’t she! It must be a sign.” Lucifer sighed knowing his younger brother still had hope, hope the alliances would merge and war would end. But that would never be the case if their curse couldn’t be broken all could have happiness but he.
He ruffled his hair running his hands through it in agitation making the ponytail move behind him. “As much as you wish it brother you know that is not possible unless your aira know how to break out families curse.” He turned to leave his wings trailing behind him, once more he stood near Nuka, he let hand fall on her shoulder. “Thanks.” He walked past her once more his wing brushing against hers the feathers feeling like smooth silk against his. He left behind the cape and the blooded top and headed by to his seclusion, he would remain at the temple but first he had questions for the dragon and for that he needed solitude.
Nuka watched him leave the hall, up until the very last moment where the door shut behind him. She put her head down, and stared at her hands in her lap which were still slightly shaking from what had occurred. Her head was spinning with hundreds of unanswered questions, and her head began to hurt a little from all the confusion. The whispers from surrounding aira did not help, not only did they confuse her even more but they annoyed her slightly too. She heard clearly that, behind their admiration, there was relief and happiness. Happiness and relief at the fact that they would have to no longer experience what she had just, and it would all be on her to do this task. There was no sympathy for her, they only thought of themselves. Like most aira I've met in my secluded life, She thought to herself.
With that she composed herself and stood up gathering Lucifers dirty cape and shirt, and turned to Liaz.
"If you don't mind, my Lord, I would like to take leave," She spoke her voice firm, and showing no emotion. As if she had no just gone through something she will remember till the end of her time. When Liaz nodded and excused her she walked out and leaned against the door. She looked at the bloodied shirt and sighed. Nuka decided that she should wash it and return it. She made her way through the temple, and finally found somewhere to wash the clothes. As she washed she let every question run through her head. Who or what was that voice? What did she feel against her hand and wing? Why did Lucifer glare at her so intensely when she felt that something? Was there something he did not want people to see? She brang the wing that felt the unknown touch towards her hands, letting her fingers touch the feathers, and it was as if there was still a bit of heat left from something.
These questions carried on like that as she finished washing, and started to walk and find Lucifer to give these clothes back. At first she had no idea how she was going to find him, but it seemed as if she could feel his presence in the temple ever since she had layed hands on his wound and the creature spoke with her. She stopped in front of a door and somehow she knew he was on the other side. She also felt as if right now he didn't want to be disturbed. She left the clothes in front of the door, and turned away beginning to walk away and telling herself to stop being so curious. After all she was not sent here to be curious.
When he left he thought little of the people rushing out of his way, he thought little of his brothers reaction but what he couldn't ignore were the questions that plagued his mind. A girl had appeared and quickly after her appearance she had treated his wounds without losing her sanity. He had momentarily lost control of his body, had given into the dragon as he often done when he was being healed. But there was something about this time, his dragon never spoke to those that healed him at least not in the way he spoke with the young aira.
He made his way through the hallway almost in a rush slamming his door behind him ignoring completely how people jumped out of his way or pinned themselves to the walls to ensure they wouldn't touch him.
He dropped to the ground and crossed his legs, he shut his eyes tightly he took a deep breathe hoping to calm his racing mind. He rested his hands on his knees and let himself fall into the dark place where both he and the dragon could exist. Emerald eyes staring towards where he stood in the darkness, the closer the emerald eyes came the larger the figure became until it laid in front of him his front claws crossed as he stared onto Lucifer with a strange curve to his muzzle as if he were smirking.
They stared at each other intently, emerald eyes staring back at each other. Without even speaking they were having a conversation of their own. One where the dragon would taunt at the young man who had become unravelled by a mere mortal strong enough to not become corrupted by his dragon counterpart. 'Don't be so worried, I won't eat her. I mean I can't yet.' The curve on his muzzle grew into a menacing smile with teeth showing. Lucifer just narrowed his eyes and sighed at the taunting dragons behaviour. 'I'm kidding! so uptight... Unless you want me too'
'No.' Was his only reply. They both grew tense and quiet when they felt someone approaching nearby, someone touched by both of their magic.. Nuka.. The dragon moved as if ready to break free of its imprisonment when Nuka dropped something outside and left heading a different direction far from him..
Good. 'She is not ours, we have no claim. You have no claim. Leave her be dragon.' She turned letting the darkness shatter away taking with it the dragon leaving only his voice in the back of Lucifer's mind. 'So unfair maybe one day she will call for my name and not yours.'
His voiced ebbed away and he found himself alone in his room. He reached for the handle and opened the door his clothing washed and left by Nuka her aura still hanging around. He stepped out of his room and watched the trail of her aura leading him to where she was. He shook his head and shut his door fighting against the urge to find the person strong enough to resist the dragons control.