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The huge galra ship was quiet, the footsteps of the soldiers and the humming of the machines being the only sound that could be heard.

Unknown to them, not everything was going as smoothly as they believed. A small figure, almost blending in with his surroundings, quietly sneaked on the command bridge, going unnoticed by the two galra already in the place.

Crouched behind one of the machines to not be seen, and without making any noise, Harlequin drew out a knife hidden in his boot.

With the weapon now in his hands, he observed the soldiers in the room, planning his next movements. Jumping at the closest galra, he sliced his throat in a quick and clean move. The other guard reacted faster than he expected, already opening fire on him. Harlequin cursed as the shoots almost hit him, and threw his knife at galra. The blade, leaded by his magic, quickly got rid of the other soldier.

Not wasting any time, he checked the doors to see if someone noticed the fight. When no one else came, Harlequin sighed in relief, retrieved his knife, and reached the main computer of the ship, ready to start his personal mission. Soon, he was hacking the system as fast as he could, silently hoping to get something useful this time.

A Little Too Drunk Starters || definitely accepting.

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Dreams or Nightmares || Accepting!

The forest around him was as beautiful as he remembered it. Just like centuries ago.

Hesitantly, King took a step, then another, and slowly he was walking around the trees, taking in all of his surroundings. 

There was no doubt, it was exactly like the forest in his memories… Or at least it would be, if he could just find someone. For a reason he couldn’t understand, it was oddly void of all life. There were no fairies nor wildlife in sight.      It was unsettling, and he didn’t like it one bit.

For a time that felt eternal, he kept walking, looking for someone, anyone, but no matter how far he went, the forest was still silent, almost dead.

There was one place he still had to check.

The closer he got, the faster his heartbeat got. King wasn’t sure of this, but his body was almost moving on its own. He had to go there.

It only took a few minutes to reach the pond with the Fountain of Youth, but it felt like ages.      He wasn’t alone.

          “… Ban…?” sure enough, the man was there, his back facing the fairy, as if he was hiding something.      “… What.. what are you doing here..?” something wasn’t right.

When he decided to get closer to the Sin to figure out just what the fuck was going on, everything changed.

The fire was spreading, the plants were withering and burning, the forest itself was dying.

     The Fountain of Youth was completely drained, not a single drop left.

The fairy King could only observe as he once again failed to protect everything.

         “What-”

Everything was silent as he stared at his sister’s bloody. motionless face,      Ban looking down on him with a twisted grin that didn’t belong to him.

His heart skipped a beat, his body numb and his eyes wide, not being able to take his gaze away from the corpse. This had to be a nightmare, this couldn’t be real-     But it was very real.

Shaking, the fairy glared at the human, his vision blurry through the tears, ignoring the trees burning and falling down and the flames turning everything into ashes. It didn’t matter. Nothing of that mattered now.

     “Why… Why did you do that..!” King yelled at the man, his voice threatening to break at the end. 

A moment of silence, and when no answer came, he snapped.

                       His home, the Fountain, his friends, his sister-             If he couldn’t protect them, he would avenge them.  Even if he had to give up his own life for it.

     It was a futile effort.

Ban was stronger than him. Too strong for him.

One hand was more than enough for him to overpower the fairy. Almost effortlessly, the man slammed him into the ground, and bringing a hand to his neck-

Snow Bank || Accepting!

“B-Ban! W-what was t-that for!” he tries to look angry, but he’s shivering because of the cold. Not a very threatening appearance.

“Y-y-you…” he doesn’t say much, already freezing under the snow, doing his best to get out of it and run to a warm place before dying of hypothermia. 

The fairy leaned on a tree, stopping to catch his breath and check his surroundings. He was tired and injured, but this wasn’t a good moment to rest. Not yet.

He turned around and strained his ears, but the footsteps that had been frantically following him disappeared long ago. 

Lucky him, the forest was already tricking the intruders lost within its territory. Maybe it wasn’t enough to get rid of them, but it would at least buy him some time.

Pressing a hand over one of the most serious-looking wounds, Helbram bit his lip, ignoring the pain, and took flight again, close enough to the ground to not make any of his injuries worse should he fall. With his current situation, he would’ve rather walk, but he knew his legs would give up under his weight.

He didn’t want anyone to see him like this, not after disappearing for so much time, but sneaking in unnoticed was the last of his priorities at the moment. If he could make it, was what worried him…