To anyone who reads this fic before 1/6/2014, I'm making slight changes to it like names and stuff, to make it less mary sue because i cringe at my young self when i'm rereading it and deciding how to continue, so just bear with me loves, thanks!
After You Fall Asleep
CHAPTER 1
Screams could be heard from that dreadful house, no, not screams of terror, but screams of a man, repeatedly slamming his fists down on his not-so-innocent-anymore children. The children, one child and one only an infant, barely three months old, did not make a sound, safe for some grunts here and there. Now, the mother, said to always be protecting their children, was standing at the doorframe chugging down liquor, adding a few kicks here and there, just to make the masterpiece.
The child wrapped his entire body around the infant as much as possible, taking all the blows for himself, his teeth sinking into his lips, drawing blood. The child's leg was still in a cast -freshly out of the hospital- he was smart, he used it to block the glasses and sharper objects.
The man took out a knife and it reflected under the lights, shining like the night stars. Now the child was scared, his father had never used a knife before, he was truly scared. When the knife went down, he screamed, a scream filled with only agony and helplessness, able to break anyone's heart, and that it did.
The knife barely missing the child, still chipped his arm, blood spilling out. Now that was small matter, the father was a whole new different entertainment.
Bits and chunks of flesh flew around as every bone in the man's body cracked and simply turned into dust. Every single one of his blood cells, tissues, nerve, muscle, organ -you name it, you got it- exploded in every direction you could think of.
When the silence settled in, the lady lay like a rag doll on the ground. The only sound was of the child weeping silently as his blood slowly stopped flowing, cradling his infant of a brother in his arms.
Everything turned into a blur and white light was all that he could see when he opened his eyes from the dream that came to haunt him every day and night.
"Brother! Brother! Wake up!" a boy in his late teens shook the older brother as hard as possible. When the elder turned his head, he took the teen into his arms and wouldn't let go.
This was it, this was their usual morning routine, with the muffled screams of the elder and the younger shaking him violently.
The elder let out a breath of sigh as he let go of his younger brother.
"It's really tiring waking up like this every morning..." He pushed his hair back, it was getting longer and he was thinking maybe he should keep it.
"You'll get over it soon Hamish." He grinned. The elder gave a small twitch of lips.
"Alright, up up, pack up and let's get going, there's a river downhill." he crawled out of the sleeping bag and rolled it up, the younger doing the same. Once they reached the river, they stripped themselves -they've been doing it far too many times to be awkward anymore- and took a blissful bath.
"God I needed that bath, that's the part I hate most about traveling, we rarely get decent showers..." the younger complained.
"Yeesh, stop complaining, we have more ground to cover, let's get going."
"Wait wait! Can you make that cute water pet you did the other day? you just have to make it! I'll keep it in shape! Pretty please?" The younger gave his best puppy dog eyes.
The elder cupped his hands in front of his mouth and blew, a melodious tone flowed out as the water from the river extended out in a thin line. Soon it formed into a shape of a kitten.
"There, now let's go." He turned and walked, his brother and the latter's new pet following close behind.
"Hehe, I'm gonna name it Coffee!" he giggled.
The elder sighed and the journey began.
_-some time later-_
"Now what did I say about bears, Cadel?!" The elder said albeit loudly as they ran for their lives from the huge as bloody hell bear.
"But Hamish, it isn't even-" Hamish shot a glare at the younger.
"Never go near them and/or touch their babies..." Cadel muttered.
"Good, now stop him for awhile, I can't work when I'm running for god's sake.." He fished out his flute from his seemingly bottomless bag.
Cadel muttered a few incantations and a few swipes of hands, the bear froze on the spot, letting out loud growls. Hamish played his flute, the leaves turning sharp and shooting down just surrounding the bear, effectively giving him no space to move.
"What are you waiting for? Run run!" Hamish ran ahead with Cadel following behind, his pet long gone. They ran until they were a safe distance away.
"Ah bloody hell, that hurts!" The elder fell sitting onto the floor, clutching his permanently damaged leg.
"This is seriously unfair, can you do something about this Cadel?" his brother nodded and muttered some incantations and Hamish's leg wrapped by a green glow.
"Better?"
"Much better, thanks bro."
"No prob, think you can still walk?"
"Make me a staff of something, I don't want a cane, don't make me a cane, I'll kill you."
His brother giggled before summoning the staff. It wasn't really a staff, but sort of like the outline of it. Hamish took the green 'staff' and pushed himself up, stumbling a little before getting back his balance again.
"We're almost to the city!" Cadel jumped excitedly.
Hamish smiled to himself, he would do anything to keep the smile on his brother's face, he wouldn't even mind doing again what he did when he was six, all for the sake of his brother.
"Well here goes all our money..." Hamish playfully grinned. His brother looked at him before a wicked smile spread across his face and he punched his elder brother on the arm.
"Hahaha! We could always do street performances, magic and music, what a couple!"
"Ha! Considered you don't get caught first!" the police were a hassle to them, some street entertainment won't kill them... would it?
"Hmm, we'll work something out. What time is it?" The elder looked for his little clock in his pocket, fishing out a coffin shaped locket-watch thing. "Half past twelve, can we get something to eat? I'm starving." their stomachs rumbled as in protest to the lack of food.
"You meant food or ... that...?" The younger tried his luck again.
Hamish sighed. "Don't even try to start it again, why can't you wait until you're of age, I could wait until I'm 26, can't you?"
"Aww, but - I just- we- gah! Whatever, I give up!" The younger pouted.
"Come on, don't be like that! McDonalds?" He tried his best to cheer up his dear little brother. At that, Cadel's face lit up, "Really? You're paying?"
"Yeah, is that really McDonald? Why is it so freaking huge?" He wasn't exaggerating, the shop took up the space of at least 5 shops and it's a double storied. "That just means more places to sit but longer waiting lines, yes?"
Cadel dragged Hamish across the street towards the fast food store, Hamish dreading the fats while Cadel was craving for it.
"Alright alright, I get it, hurry up right? You go and order first, I'll go find us some seats, I want fries and any burger that has three layers." Hamish went in search of empty seats, passing by a table of party kids, some girls pushing their friend's hands, whispering and pointing his way, and as the friend looks over, a royal blush quickly tainting her face.
He finally found an empty space and sat. He sighed, 'this is going to be a long long day.'
_-that day evening-_
"Thank You." Hamish said as he took the hotel room cards and went to the lift with his brother trailing behind.
"This room is so awesome." Cadel said. "Well it better be, it's costing me a lot more than the last one ..." Hamish grumbled. His brother laughed.
"Well you settle in first, I'm going for dinner, call room service." He said as he walked out.
"Be careful!"
"I always am!"
1,377 words, I'm happy that's how many words i typed out for my comeback XD
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