I never thought I'd have a canon like this, but... Here I am, with thoughts about an old sister that borderline on incestuous. And worse, they were requited feelings.
It wasnt a sex thing, thankfully. I was pretty vehemently ace/aro, although I didnt use those words at the time. I never wanted to sleep with Kendra. I never wanted to be her boyfriend. At first, I just preferred her company to anyone else's. It wasnt until our first summer at Fablehaven that "preference" grew into "obsession". I can cite a thousand reasons why. We both nearly died. The preserve almost fell, partially because of me. She saved the day. She had my back, even when I was being a fucking idiot. And I had her back, even when she was being a fucking coward. Her words, not mine. It was the kind of devotion you develop for someone you'd live and die for.
But then, the danger only got worse. Our magic started to grow into complements of each-other. We were two halves a whole. As things got worse, our obsession with each other grew deeper. We started sharing a bed, secretly. I couldnt sleep without her next to me. She begged them to let me come with to Wyrmroost. Im pretty sure she's the one who asked Warren to stow me away for the trip. And sure enough, when the dragons showed up, we were the only ones who could help each-other withstand dragon fear. Once again, two halves a whole that should NEVER be separate. I got Vasilis. She used it to kill the Demon King. Two halves of a whole.
I hated Gavin right away. Even if he did turn out to be a piece of shit, thats not why I hated him. I hated Bracken for the same reason I hated Gavin. They were trying to take Kendra away from me. I told Bracken he should find someone closer to his own age. And then he goes and kisses her, without even asking her first. If I didnt know any better, I would have let Ronodin finish that stupid unicorn off. I certainly had thoughts of how I could get rid of them all, so Kendra and I could be together and unbothered. Never went through with them, for obvious reasons. When I thought Kendra was dead, I fantasized to no end about how I could make The Sphinx suffer for it. Even after she came back safe and sound, I still thought about it. Because how dare he? Even now, I still hate thinking about them. Every time I do, I think about how they tried to take my sister away.
And now I'm alone again. Worst of all, I truly dont think I will ever see her again. But perhaps thats for the best. What I had for Kendra wasnt healthy. Really, no part of that lifetime was healthy for me. No wonder it ended the way it did.
-Seth Sorenson (Fablehaven)
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