˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ Kiwi ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀

Silent salt and shadow milk fanfic by me!!

(Updating tomorrow!)

{#gaycookies } {unfinished!} {pre-corruption beast}

TW?! - {bit of homophobia later in story}{mentions of violence and war} {arguing}{religious trauma}{some sexual scenes but nothing explicit}

{sometimes bad grammar } ENJOY!!

Winter of 1823

The strong winds blew east as the soldiers packed their items, many of them have never felt this cold. The Kala Namak knights were facing their very first war since they were founded in 1820 by The salt of solitary and his head general salt cellar cookie the first female knight whom bypasses each and every one of her prodigy’s. The Commander, only 17 is sitting in his office pondering about his fears, after all if they lose this war the cookie world would fall into shambles and he would be the one to carry that burden, it was already considered strange and uncommon to have a commander within such a close age as his troops but desperate times come for desperate measures and the united country of yeast needed him. Though that was not the only thing on his mind, through thousands of what ifs surrounding his head one thing was clear. His yearning love for the foundation of all intelligence. And now he sits in a quiet room,papers stacked , windows frozen and fogged and conflicted for what may come next.

…

“Salt of solitary ?”

A knock on the door of his office, a familiar voice is slightly muffled behind it

*the doorknob squeaks and pulls forward. salt of solitary lifts his head up higher to get a better view of the guest *

“ Hello sir, I have a few letters for you, would you like me to read them? “Says salt cellar still holding the doorknob peaking in

“Who are they from?” Salt of solitary says in a tired voice

“One is from the south court house the other is from general gelatin cookie and lastly one is from the fount of knowledge “

Salt of solitary perks upwards hearing founts name

“May you read me the first two and save the last for my privacy?” Says salt of solitary

“Yes sir” salt cellar cookie says as she closes the door behind her and tears open one of the letter preparing her voice

“To Mr Solitary, we hope this letter finds you in good heath. As We would like to know the details on your troops advancement to war. Preparations will be up to you and you alone although we will consider organizing a draft for more man power please write back as soon as you get this so the house may have enough time to do the paperwork. sincerely, the Secretary of State. “salt cellar folds the letter and places it on a table beside her as she opens the next one

Salt of solitary leads back on his chair looking lazily preparing himself

“Good evening commander I am writing to inform you that my troops have Been awaiting the big day as if it were doomsday. And all of my men are ready to march I am waiting for your call to go out to battle write back today on the date of your troops departure and we will follow closely behind sincerely general C. Gelatin cookie “

salt cellar folds the letter and places it next to the first one, then hands the last letter to salt of solitary and marches out the room closing the door

Salt of solitary carefully examines the blue letter with small bits of stardust sprinkled on the edges, he flips it over and rips the paper open then holds the letter open next to a lit window

“My dear soldier of solitary I am writing to you not for any special purpose but I missed your kind words, it pains me to be apart from you, I dream of the days after the war when I can hold you in my arms once again and melt into your cold metallic armor. I realized a bit too late that never did hug you when I left and that only leaves me wishing I hugged you harder the last time we were close, in the end we only regret the chances we were not brave enough to take I suppose the next time our eyes meet I won’t fake out and keep my distance. But if I do please don’t hesitate to pull me into your arms. With love fount of knowledge

P.S be careful at battle and try to keep yourself in good condition until we meet again “

Salt of solitary smiles softly closing the letter up and putting in a small drawer next to his chair then locks it up with a small key

Salt of solitary Stands up and sits at his desks in the corner of the room and pulls out a blank paper from a cabinet close to his right knee and places it on the desk then dips a quill in ink on his left side and stares down at the paper

“Whom shall I address this to? “

After a minute of silence his quill meets the paper an starts scratching away at words

“To the east courts….”

“To the general…..”

“To my love….. “

an hour later after writing all the letters he places them in envelopes , 2 in a white one 1 in a silver. And then walks outside his office to give to salt cellar cookie to send out.

Part 2 coming tomorrow!!!!

Deep in the battlefield wedged between the fighting

Shadow milk stumbles barely holding on

Focus, his vision blinding every half second the battle is harsh, silent salts reckless swings show no mercy as thousands of years of built-up rage blend in with each thrust of his sword. shadow milk can’t win this fight his power is slipping away faster than he can think the feeling is empty and draining it weighs heavy on his body, all he can do now is survive and allow his body to make contact with the dusty ground “this is humiliating. The great beast of deceit is being tossed around in a battle between an equal.? Pathetic.” Shadow milk thinks to himself so heavily he almost says it out loud. The words spin in his head.” pathetic, pathetic pathetic pathetic pathetic.”

Silent salt is emotionless his movements are bare, only to simply inflict pain as if nothing matters anymore. Not to him.

a sharp pain pierces through his chest

Silent salt, rips off his helmet he struggles for a bit until the hollow metal comes crashing onto the concrete in front of him he stares down and grips his chest still remaining some composure “AUGH” his soul jam his weakened far worse than shadow milks the green hue of the jam dims so close to disappearing

Shadow milk looks at salt sweaty as he rests his hands on his hips and sees this as an opportunity to regain his ego and fit in a sly comeback “ it seems like your age is really catching up to you.!” Silence…nothing comes from the Hollow armor salts bruised up face doesn’t even move. “Wow…nothing? So you’re just going to let your prey rot here while you struggle? Mmh?” “SHUT UP” silent salt gags out fast almost biting off his lip “WILL YOU BE QUIET FOR ONCE ANYONE WOULD RATH-

….

Silence salt crashes onto the cold concrete dirt flies up and creates a cloud around his body. he’s completely limp

Shadow milk feels proud of himself, He slowly walks forward glaring down at silent salts face he doesn’t say anything he doesn’t need to. Shadow milk kneels down

And drapes over silent salts face almost too close for comfort teasing his defeat.

Silent salt, Is paralyzed he feels unimaginable anger as a hypnotic state takes over him staring into shadow milk smug eyes and then all of a sudden.

He stops.

He feels nothing but a question

“ why am I so mad at you?”

“You’ve hurt me no more and no less than any other cookie that has betrayed me, why you”

All of a sudden a memory melts into his mind he tries to shoot it away but it spreads faster

Until all he can do is embrace it and shut his eyes

“ Salt of solitary?”

A mix of blue and green swirl, his eyes like eye drops so bright and blinding

Like he was staring at the sun with closed eyes nauseating but icy

A tepid voice rings through his head, vibrating , so familiar that it makes him flinch

the overwhelming headache pain is all that fills his thoughts but he can’t help but think more

“Salt of solitary..?”

The voice is fading away

“salt of solitary……”

“NO WAIT” salt thinks loudly

“Salt of solitary”

“COME BACK PLEASE “

silent salt rips through his own mind chasing the familiar sound

“Salt of silence ….”

“Salt of….

“Salt “

….

Silent salt stops in his tracks

He tugs open his dense eyelids only to see

Shadow milks mouth was moving.

It was him, but somehow not.

Not a different version of him but more of a memory playing over and over again in his head, perfectly aligned with reality.

Then he asked himself

“How did this even happen?”

“How did I LET this happen”

All he has left of him is a burry memory, and he couldnt even recall it was him at first. And whose fault is that?….

A single drop of liquid hit silent salts face and slowly rolled down his cheek giving him chills

He is crying.

Silent salt tries to focus on shadow milks face his blurred figure blacked out like every other memory. Then silent salt quickly shuts his eyes and tries to think hard

“ let me see him. Just one last time.. just one last.time” he couldn’t save him He couldn’t save his friends. The husk of their body lay cold around him, fresh from betrayal he was going to join them soon.

he can’t even open his eyes anymore guilt weighs heavy down on his eyelids

“ is this truly my fate?”

A weak hand caresses his cheek and wipes, the tear stain from his cold body, goosebumps,overflow silent salts senses, until he’s completely numb to any kind of connection

“ maybe in another universe”

-Unknown voice

Maybe it was from his dying words or maybe it was from shadow milk now a black shadow towering over him creating a sort of safety, yet danger

I suppose he’ll never know. silent salts memory drains from his head until there’s nothing but left a shell of his former self

His head tilts to the side And rest on the cold dirt and rubble of war sticks to the tear stained part of his space

trying to avoid eye contact he lays there until he can’t feel anything anymore.

His senses dissolved into nothing

As he does too.

Shut up, gets off his knees and stands up straight and tall he holds his head high trying to avoid eye contact with silent salts empty body

He blurred his vision as an attempt to ignore the chaos around him

“What now..?”

He has won the battle that he fought 10,000 times but once the battle is over, the winner will never truly be able to accept his victory

If he can’t even look the enemy in the eyes anymore.