I set the Wrath stone down on the podium next to the others and watched it glow. They were beautiful, these God stones, each possessed of its own inner light. Like little stars were trapped inside of them.
“You okay?” Fate asked, her voice echoing.
We were in the vault underneath the Black Fortress. Above us, a funeral had just taken place for the souls we’d lost in the battle against Valoel. It had rained, and I’d spoken about their bravery, and the sacrifice they made for us. This wasn’t the first time we’d had a big funeral at the fortress, it also wasn’t the first time we’d had one thanks to Valoel.
Thankfully, it would be the last.
“Yeah,” I said, “It just feels weird leaving them here.”
“Your mother hardly carried the stones around with her,” Rey said. “She also entrusted them into a vault where they would be safely kept.”
“I know… we just spent so long trying to get them all together, I guess I was kind of preparing myself for a life where I’d have to carry them at all times.”
“That was before you got your kithe back,” Fate said.
She was right. Without my kithe, I’d felt entirely incomplete. Less than. The Courage stone filled that void a little, offering me my wings of light. Now that I had my wings back, though, that void I’d felt inside of me was gone. For the first time in… as far back as I could remember, I was whole. I was me, the real me.
I would never be able to go back home, but that didn’t matter, because looking at Fate—at the Order, at the fortress—I knew, I was already home.
I took a deep breath. “Yeah,” I said, turning around to look at them both. “So, this’ll probably be the first day in a long time where we aren’t facing some kind of ridiculous, external threat.”
“Yup…” Fate said, letting her response hang. “Now what the hell do we do with our time?”
I laughed, probably for the first time in this vault. “Now,” I said, “We have to start working on the Order itself.”
“Working on it?”
“C’mon, you can’t tell me the Order is exactly being the best organization it can be. Remember the way they brought us in?”
“They basically kidnapped us, yes. How could I forget?”
“We need to get them to stop doing stuff like that. We need to turn this place into a place where people like you and me can be brought not as forced recruits, but as people who are willing to learn more about our kind, expand their abilities, and help other people like them. That kind of change doesn’t happen overnight.”
“The Serakon sure changed their tune about us overnight.”
“In their defense,” Rey said, “Their entire species was being mind controlled by a sociopath with a God stone. Their kind wasn’t always violent.”
“It wasn’t?” Fate asked, “That’s not what I heard.”
“Compared to how long I’ve been roaming this universe, you’re little more than a newborn barely crawled out of the womb. I think I know a thing or two more about our history.”
Fate pointed a finger at the little silver tabby. “Yeah, about that. All this time you could’ve told us a whole bunch of stuff about our past and you didn’t. I don’t understand much about these rules you’ve told Seline you had to live by, but I think it’s a pretty shitty thing to keep our histories from us.”
“I don’t know everyone’s individual history, but I promise, I will help Seline and Ness write a detailed history about our world. Together we’ll build a library of information that we can give those wandering souls we find. We can show them that not only are they not alone, they come from a rich and vibrant world that still exists… and may one day allow them to return.”
“I don’t think we’re gonna get their hopes up on that idea,” I put in, “But I like everything else you’ve just said.”
“I should hope so. It’s going to take months, if not years.”
I smiled at him and scratched under his chin. “Who’s a good little kitty?” I said.
“Stop that,” Rey warned.
“Who’s a good boy, huh? Who’s a good boy?”
“Me…” he grumbled, already starting to purr.
The vault door opened. A moment later, Draven stepped through, though he waited by the door—he didn’t come inside. “Am I interrupting?” he asked.
I straightened out again. “No,” I said, “We’re just about finished in here.” I pointed at the stones sitting comfortably on the platform that had been created for them.
Draven nodded. “Six and the Serakon ambassador are waiting for you upstairs, we should go and talk to them about their living arrangements.”
“Oh, yeah… of course.” I started heading for the door, but he stuck a hand out.
“Actually, I was wondering if I could talk to you first.”
I nodded at Rey and Fate. Rey bowed his head and bounded off past Draven. Fate winked at me as she walked by, then she left the room, leaving Draven and I alone. He shut the door and walked over to me, slowly.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
“Yes… in fact, for the first time in a long time… everything’s fine.”
“That’s a relief, huh? I was starting to wonder if we’d ever find a decent normal around here.”
“Me too…”
I could tell there was something on his mind. Draven was rarely this impatient, rarely this easy to read. I took his hand. “What is it?”
“Last night was intense,” he said.
“I know. I’m sorry some of us had to die so that we could be standing right now.”
“They knew what they were getting into. They chose to fight, and they died with honor. We’ll never forget them.”
I nodded. “Rey, Ness, and me are going to literally write the history books. I’ll make sure they aren’t forgotten.”
“Don’t let history forget what I did, either.”
I had to breathe deeply in order to fully absorb the weight of what he’d just put out there. “Draven… you weren’t yourself.”
“I know I wasn’t. I know Valoel had a hand in making sure their lies embedded themselves in me like a poison. But my actions were still my own.”
“Just like every action you’ve taken since then has been your own. You are not the same person anymore, Draven. None of us are. You need to give yourself credit, you need to see yourself the way I see you.”
“I didn’t come here to find sympathy.”
“I know you didn’t, I’m just saying you need to remember who you are… you need to see the man I fell in love with.”
His jaw clenched tightly, but he didn’t speak, so I decided to continue.
“I remember us more clearly than I ever saw us before,” I said. “The sneaking around, the gifts we’d give each other, the way you looked at me under the moonlight. You helped me understand the world was bigger than my home. You opened my eyes, Draven, in a way no one around me had ever done before. Not even my own mother.”
A pause. “You were a little naïve, if I remember things right.” The most playful little smirk appeared across his lips.
I arched an eyebrow. “Seriously? I just told you that I love you, and you—”
He didn’t let me finish the sentence. Draven plunged his hands into my white hair and kissed me with the force of the sun. I surrendered to it fully, wrapping my arms around his neck and giving myself up to the kiss. It was deep, and passionate. My lips parted for his, and his did for mine, and I knew not only that this was real love, but that this was love in a way we never would’ve reached if not for the way our lives had played out.
This was the kind of love that had crossed the barrier between worlds. The kind of love that had survived unimaginable pain. The kind of love that had been lost, and then found again. It was forged in fire, and it would burn until all the suns in all the universes died.
When the kiss broke, we simply stared at each other for a time. Neither of us spoke for what felt like whole minutes. Finally, it was I
who broke the silence.
“Where’d you learn to kiss like that?” I asked.
Draven grinned. “Is that a trick question?”
“No tricks, just… wow.” He released me, and I regained my balance a little. “What were we supposed to be doing again?”
“Serakon ambassador.”
“Oh right, and Six is with him?”
“Yes, Felice also. She and Aaryn are making sure our new guests get settled in properly, so she should be present in these meetings too.”
I nodded. “Okay… well, let’s make sure we don’t keep him waiting much longer, right?”
Draven gestured at the vault door. “After you, princess.”
“Please don’t call me that. I was going to make Felice do it, but it just sounds weird.”
“Whatever you say, princess.”
“That’s Goddess to you.”
THE END.
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