#oc dusk

Sid:

Akat:

Eval:

Qrow:

Dove:

Micha:

Gideon:

Dawn:

Dusk:

Mateo (Sunspot):

Dusk flinched as lightning struck again, holding tighter to his mother as the storm raged outside.

“Shhh, it's fine, it's just a storm,” Marigold comforted, one hand running back and over his horns. “It can't hurt you.”

Dusk looked up at her with watery eyes. “Really?”

Marigold nodded. “I won't let anything hurt you, especially not some lightning storm.”

Years passed.

He clung to the memory, flashes of it returning when he arrived at Dawn's house.

Wind and rain lashed at both of their faces, staring between each other.

“You're going to freeze or be eaten if you stay outside,” Dawn said loudly, trying to be heard of the noise around them.

Lightning flashed across the sky, making Dawn's eyes and horns practically glow.

“I'm fine. I like the rain anyway,” Dusk responded.

He left out the part that lightning storms couldn't hurt them.

Probably because nothing could hurt him anymore so it didn't feel that important.

No hunger, no tiredness, no weakness, no dehydration, no-

No family.

It was strange, being dead.

He could still feel everything, knew the rain was plastering curls against his forehead.

He closed his eyes and craned his head towards the sky, trying to feel alive again, just for a moment.

“I didn't expect to meet you this soon.”

That was what Death had said.

He reopened his eyes as Dawn said something, refocusing his senses on the present, the now, forcing himself to be closer to humanity.