#stabing

I killed Nikki

I will redraw it later

Ok now that it’s credited onto the angst

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Varian ran as fast at he could trying to dodge the swings and Jabs of his father who was chasing him down like an animal.

He was under the control of the mind talisman it isn’t his faut you just need to keep running, buy time for everyone else Varian repeated to himself trying not to trip on his own feet

He’d never seen his father fight before, but he was vary good, swinging his weapon as if it was an extension of his own arm, if not for the circumstances Varian would have be impressed.

The whole castle had become a blur of halls to run down and Corredor’s to cut through all to keep just far enough until

A mound of black rocks shot through floor in front of him making him stumble backwards.

“Oh no no no no! No! This can’t be happening!” He cried running his hands over the rocks to try and find any hope of escape.

But then he heard his father running down the hall; he quickly turned toward the sound hoping that maybe he’d be fast enough to run the opposite direction.

He glanced out the window to see what was going on outside.

All he could see was the eclipse over an orange sky.

He was quickly shaken from his thoughts when he saw Quirin at the other end of the hall; He swallowed hard to try and quell the dryness in his throat

“H-hay dad, we’re kinda stuck now with all the um the rocks and stuff” he knocked the rock wall behind him with the back of his hand

No expression.

“O-ok so maybe....hopefully you can hear me and we can keep stalling till Eugene breaks the mind talisman or gets it away from Cassandra”

Nothing.

Varian took a few steps closer in preparation to run past, but his father matched him exactly, any move he could think of his dad could probably block; that realization sent chills down his spine.

But he had no other choice. He bounced on his knees and prepared to run

“I’m sorry Dad”

And with that he ran and tried to veer off to the side to avoid the blade, but unfortunately, inevitably, he was hit.

It was as if time had slowed down watching His father thrust the blade forward directly through him

Everything was at once, Fear, Pain, and Numb,

It took a second for him to realize what happened but he could feel his body trembling.

He looked down and saw it, a sword almost completely driven through his chest; he barely had a moment to react because he was holding his father back with all his might from finishing the blow, gripping the sword blade with one hand and forcing Quirin back with the other.

But his father was strong; he could feel his feet start to slowly slide under him from the sheer force Quirin was using.

Varian’s knees buckled but kept himself steady as tears started to sting his eyes

“Please, b-break out of it, Dad please” he begged.

Quirin’s hands started to tremble as tears filled his eyes

“Varian?”

He just smiled “h-hay dad.....d-do you think we, could take care of this?” He asked gesturing to the sword

Quirin nodded and swiftly moved his hands from the sword to remove his cape when he did Varian collapsed to the floor barely catching himself on his hands.

Quirin quickly took the cape and wrapped it around where Varian had been run through and swiftly removed the sword and threw it across the hall

Varian winced in pain “m-maybe a little warning next, next time” he chuckled falling back into his father’s arms

Quirin’s whole body was trembling in shock and fear as he tried to calm Varian

“It’s, It’s going to be ok son, I promise I, We just need to hold on, just for a little while” he said brushing Varian’s hair from his face

And Varian and gave him a knowing smile “dad, we both know this isn’t.. going to help” he gestured to the cape.

Quirin was quite he didn’t know what to do or say he just squeezed Varian’s arm.

The two of them could here the fighting outside “you. You should go help them”

“No...no Varian I’m not going anywhere”

Varian laughed and buried his head into Quirin’s chest

“You-you know, I’ve always wanted to meet mom” “you think she’ll be happy t-to s-see me?” Varian asked

Quirin buried his face into the top of Varian’s head but couldn’t answer.

Quirin felt the moment his son stopped breathing.

That probably broke him the most.

He doesn’t remember much of what happened next or really anything that’s happened since then.

He wasn’t leader of old Corona anymore not for a long time, and he couldn’t stand being home. The princess felt sorry for him and offered to let him stay in the Castle but he refused, existing in Corona had become to much.

He needed to leave; so he packed a few things and went to the farthest place he could think of.

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