#lucksnotes

“Felix.” 

“Jesus, Mary and Joseph!” The sandwich he had been munching on flew from his hands as he jumped a good four inches from the ground, a pale hand draping over his shoulder like a claw. Felix whirled around with a scowl, only to have his eyes widen slightly at the sight of a woman he didn’t think he’d ever see again. 

“Cassie what a... what a pleasant surprise.” He sneered at the lie as he gave her a quick once over. God, if the woman weren’t the actual devil’s incarnate, he would have totally gone for her. Cass smiled at him in amusement before tilting her head almost playfully. “The feeling is mutual, darling. I must say, your reaction was much more entertaining compared to Hades’. He was always such a... dull dud.” Felix narrowed his eyes at the mention of the archer, guard immediately pulled up because surely, the fact that Cass had gone to see both Hades and him was a bad sign. 

“I thought I told you not to go near him again.” Felix pointed out, only to have Cass hum in thought. 

“Circumstances have changed.” 

“Who cares about circumstance.” 

“It seems... you do.” She tugged at the green of his uniform and smirked. “I’m sorry about your brother.” Ah yes... those circumstances. He tried not to think about the implication behind her condolences, eyes still severely narrowed as he watched her circle him like the vulture she was. 

“Why are you here? I thought demons couldn’t stand the sun.” 

“Still as charming as ever, I see. Calm down, I have no issue with you. It’s the other one I’m after. Or should I say... the other one and a handful more.” Another feral smile. Another chill down his spine. 

“So it’s Catalyst you’re after. Do I want to know why?” 

“You know why. I’ve heard talk. Didn’t you want to dismantle the whole guild system altogether not too long ago?” He hated how well informed she was. He sneered at her before shrugging his shoulders. 

“I don’t know what I want anymore.” 

“Well, that’s the difference between you and me, hun. I follow through.” She bared her teeth before patting his cheek lightly. “We can achieve your goal together, you an I. I’ll even forgive that little tiff you and I had way back when you so sweetly helped little old Hades get away from me.” Another memory he tried to keep hidden in his mind. 

“Stay in touch, darling, alright? You know where to find me.” And with that, she floated away, disappearing like fog through the trees, leaving Felix trembling and shaken... and the familiar feeling of protectiveness rushing through his system like a river. 

It was all so different now. What was once a place of warmth and family now seemed so cold to him. It was no longer the same. Not without him. Never without him. The people that milled through their main hall no longer had faces, no longer had names, just blurs of people he used to know. 

Yet he stood out amongst all of them. Sharp and clear, for Felix to see. How dare he stand there, and look so sad, with pity in his eyes. He didn’t need pity. He had needed his friend, and his friend turned him away. 

Before he knew it, his sword was drawn, swaying slightly as he made his way towards the archer. 

“He said no, didn’t he...” Hades asked quietly as Felix continued to close the distance between them. Felix didn’t bother replying, eyes already glassy with tears as he took one heavy step after the other. Yes, Achilles did say no. Just as Hades said no when he had asked him to help avenge his brother. To help him find the murderers that took his brother’s life. He barely noticed the crowd that was forming, barely noticed the concerned whispers from the people around them. All he could see was him. 

“He was my brother.” He said quietly. “He was your brother.” He raised his sword, hands gripping tight on its handle, tip finally resting on Hades’ chest. “Why won’t you help me?” He finally asked, voice cracking as he pressed against Hades’ chest, but not hard enough to break past his armor. 

Hades didn’t reply, which only seemed to upset Felix even more. He let out a grief-stricken roar before swinging his sword clumsily at Hades, who in turn moved away with both his hands raised. “Felix, stop this, you’re grieving, I know, but this is not what Moony would have wanted.” 

“Don’t you dare say his name.” Felix hissed before taking another swing, managing a slash down Hades’ arm. 

“You promised me we’d have each other’s backs. Whatever it was, whatever happens, we’d be there for each other.” 

“I won’t stand by and let you become a murderer, Felix. This is for your own good.” 

“Fuck what you think I need.” Felix, hissed, staggering back and raising his sword to a few members that attempted to intervene. Hades raised a hand in an attempt to stop them. Felix let out a hollow laugh before shaking his head. “Don’t act like a leader, Hades. We all know you’re not. You’re a coward that hides behind a faux moral compass.” He watched as the archer grew rigid, watched as someone slowly handed him his bow and quiver. 

“I trusted you to be there for me.” Felix whispered. “He trusted you.” 

A silence.