A/N: This is the second chapter! It was longer than I thought, actually. Okay I felt the need to explain some of the things that I reaaaly forgot to mention. This is a deaged!Harry fic. I'm so, so sorry to those who didn't like this type. I really forgot about that. I should add deaged!Harry on the summary. My bad. And to those who hoped this will be a threesome, sorry again. Come on, I know that Harry is adorable and all but I am uncomfortable with the thought of a child in a relationship.
To those who reviews, favs, and follows you are awesome! You made my day. Really, I felt so happy.
To eveemars87 : Thank you for your review! I'm sorry to disapoint you that this will not be Will/Harry/Hannibal but I do infact thought about writing them. Actually I have drabbles on them! But I decided to do this story first, so sorry. If you're interested, it's about Harry as an 'innocent' pastry chef that open his shop near the academy Will's working. Of course our favourite FBI profiler can't resist to keep coming after he taste the super delicious pastry of Harry. Hannibal was jealous of Harry when the empath kept talking about how good the pastry was to the psychiatrist. And of course our cannibal decided to join Will when the empath invited him to come to the place, mainly because of curiosity. But then, he saw Harry and well... things happen. Hehehehe. If you like, I can write it if I have times. But it won't be for a long while. So tell me if you're interested, yeah?
To NewBlueTrue : Hmm... there will be explanation on this chapter but anyway, I did write that Harry is not completely human, yeah? So, when I say that he is a cannibal, you can think that he is part cannibal because of his human heritage. Oh, and thanks for the review and liking GK! You made my day.
General warning : Swearings, past child abuse, mention of rape.
Pairing : Hannibal/Will
Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter and Hannibal series.
Chapter 2 : Memories
Harry feels content. If this is a dream, he never wanted to wake up from it. He never felt this peaceful before, it seems like the air was easier to breathe and the warm feeling that he felt was making him very sleepy. Yup. He never wanted to wake up. Harry buried himself deeper into the soft of the material he was being put upon, cotton or silk, it didn't really matter as it felt so damn good on his skin! His mind slowly drifts into a slumber when he heard a soft gentle voice.
"Wake up, sleepyhead. It's sunshine already."
Who? The voice chuckled when he made a muffled sound. No. He didn't want to wake. It felt so nice! He didn't want to let go of the feeling of being cocooned with a bundle of warm things.
"Come on, wakey wakey." The person said in a singsong voice. It was weird how familiar the voice to him. It doesn't sound like Lily, his mother, but the voice was much more than that... like more motherly.
"Open your beautiful eyes, honey."
Harry reluctantly complied, and shut his eyes for a moment as the brightness made his vision all fuzzy. A bare of seconds passed when he saw the shadow looming in front of him. It is a very gorgeous woman. Her dark long wavy hair contradicts her pale milky white skin. Her face was an inched closer to him and he was surprised to see the beautiful green eyes, much like him stared back on his own. Harry blinked. Who is this woman? The pretty woman slowly smiled and what she says next confusing him.
"Good morning, Henrikas. Did you sleep well?" What? He's not Henrikas. He is Harry. But he didn't say anything to correct her as his mouth open on his own.
"Good morning, Mama."
Suddenly, the image of the woman distorted and he saw the darkness again. Back with GK. What was that? Who's that woman? He ignored the poking on his side. Why do I feel I knew her? Harry tried to remember her, but the constant of the poking makes it hard to do so. The teen had enough when GK jab it harder than before.
"STOP IT!" Harry hissed and steal the offending stick from the Gatekeeper's hand. He groaned loudly when his head feels very dizzy and painful like someone had just punched his brain with sharp pins. "What the hell, GK?! What did you do?" He demanded as he glared into the cat-like yellow eyes. Harry knew his hair was messed up and tried to flatten it and sighed when he only made it worse.
"Uh-oh, looks like someone is not a 'morning' person." It's not like he can tell time here. The Gatekeeper always loses the track of time when he was wrapped by the never ending darkness that seemed to swallow him. Well, it's not that it was important to the immortal boy afterall. GK smiled slightly when Harry glared at him. Just before he fainted, the teen looked all skittish, but now, his gazed isn't that half bad if not for the messed up hair that stuck in all directions. The white-haired boy suppressed a giggle that threatened to escape from his mouth when the green-eyed male tried to flatten down his uncontrollable hair but to no avail. "You fainted, remember?"
Harry stopped his action. Yes, he did remember that he passed out when... Harry's eyes widened.
"What do you mean by I'm not human?!" He asked suddenly. His hands gripping on GK's shoulder as if the boy's was his lifeline. "Tell me.."
The Gatekeeper just shrugged him off. The immortal conjured two majestic-looking chairs and told him to sit and calm down as he would tell all he knew about him. His history. Harry quickly took a seat and wait for GK to do so eagerly. The immortal then conjured two cups of steaming tea and offered him one to which he declined. Don't get him wrong. Harry loves tea. Tea is his most favourite drink in all the world! But he didn't want to spit on GK face or choke on the drink because of the information that GK would tell about him. He knew that it will be shocking and though he loathe to admit it, he could probably pass out for the second time...
The Gatekeeper shrugged his shoulder when Harry declined his offer. Well, his loss. He may as well get comfortable as he knows that it will take a while to explain to the green-eyed teen. Though he hoped that the other male will not faint again. It will take much more time if he did so, though he wouldn't mind waking the teen up. It's so fun to see him squirming when he poked the green-eyed male.
"So..." GK said slowly. The cup he held in his hand was lowered to his lap."As I said before, you are not a human. Not completely that is." The immortal takes a sip of the steaming cup of tea and sigh when the warm liquid flow into his throat. Sweet mother of all goats! This is so damn good!
"Then, what am I?" Harry asked, almost afraid of the answer.
GK leaned forward on his chair. "You are half-Creature, a quarter Wood Nymph and a quarter human." The white-haired boy looked a bit sad at his empty cup, but he knew that if he want to explain this properly to Harry he will have to be serious. The teen is likely to believe him when he said seriously and not using the high-pitched voice he had when he first meet the other male.
Harry blinked at the sudden changed of voice in GK. Did he start to get serious? Harry shook his head. Not now, there's more important things to be shocked about. "Creature? Wood Nymph?" He asked dumbly. He never heard of them before. He wondered if the boy just lied to him, but shook the thought as he already chose to trust in him. "What are they?" He asked curiously. Well, he need to know about himself.
GK vanished his empty cup as he folds his hand. "Firstly, let's start with Creature, shall we?" He asked the teen and Harry just nodded. He didn't care which one first as long as GK tell him. "A Creature is an animal that can transform into a human. They can have their partial animal form, human form and complete animal form. Creature was said to be intelligent, cruel, loves to hunt, swift and... majestic." Harry raised his eyebrows when GK said the last words.
"Why is that?"
GK shrugged. "Some people said their animal form was breathtaking and majestic-like. They were smaller and looked more elegant than the normal animals. But of course the people said otherwise when they saw their partial form." GK stopped as he saw Harry confused face. "You see, Harry.. A Creature half transformation usually frightens humans. That's because they have perfectly sharp teeth and sharp claws. And it depends on the form of the animal itself, some of them have horns while the others not. And it's not helping that Creatures have red blood eyes on their partial animal form." GK sighed. This will probably take longer than he expected.
"What am I? I mean, you said that I'm a half Creature... What kind of animal?" Harry asked, genuinely curious.
GK smiled at him. "A stag."
Harry blinked. "Umm, like my fath-" He stopped. GK said that his family kidnapped him when he was a child, wasn't it? Perhaps he's not a Potter afterall. He didn't really felt shocked knowing that he is not a Potter. He thinks that he always knew that deep down, but had no evidence of it. "I mean... James animagus form?"
GK frowned a bit when Harry said mid-sentence, but then he called the bastard of his so called father by his name, and the immortal smiled. Looks like Harry believed him. "Yes. I supposed you can say so."
Harry nodded and tried to cover his scar using his hand, an action that he would do when agitated or anxious. "Why is it, I never heard about them? I think I would have stumbled about them in a library."
GK looked in deep thought. "Hmm, I have two theories. Maybe it was because the Creature was in the restricted book areas or they didn't want you to learn about them. Afraid you would remember."
Harry nodded numbly. His 'family' willing to do that just to ensure he wouldn't remember. It must be something important. "Is there... many Creatures left?" He asked when the numbing sensation leaves his body.
"Their kind is very rare because, humans, mainly wizards killed them. Because Creatures eat human to live. The nutrients in the human body can make a better hunter out of them, but they eat just to stay alive. Just like humans eat pigs and cows to get the proteins, Creatures are too. A Creature can survive a year without eating humans, but that would probably make them insane or very sick as their insatiable hunger gnawing on their mind. A young Creature needs to eat more than an adult, because their body needs the nutrients for their growing body. They wouldn't last than a few weeks if they didn't eat."
Harry fell into silence. So, he need to eat humans to stay alive. He already feels nauseous at the image of killing somebody and eat their meat. "That means... I have to..." GK nodded, understand what the teen trying to say. Harry minds reeled, he didn't know if he could do that to innocent humans. Kill them? Probably. But eat them? Harry shuddered at the thought. He suddenly remembered that he still alive despite what GK told him about the Creatures condition if they don't eat for more than a year.
"How can I'm still alive? You said that Creature needs to eat humans to stay alive, so-" He stopped mid-sentence. Oh Merlin. Don't tell him that he still alive because they fed him human meat. His face already paled at the thought. "Did...did they fed me?" He shakily asked.
"Sometimes. They used the human dead bodies to feed you. They had no choice but to do that to keep you alive." GK hissed when he said the last part. He knew. He knew that Harry's 'family' only fed him once in a sixth month because they disgusted with him. It's not Harry's fault that he had to eat human to keep alive, just like them eat cows to stay alive.
"I'm just a freak..." Harry muttered.
"No, Harry. You're just eat to survive. Just like them."
"But I eat human!" Harry screamed. "I eat human." He whispered.
GK knew that Harry's personality takes a toll on his body. The teen denied his nature because of his suppressed personality and memory. GK idly wondered how Harry would change if he got all of his memories back. And his real name. The immortal saw the teen in front of him just stared at his hand and muttering words that he can make out as 'monster' over and over again. GK sighed. He likes Harry and he didn't want to see him like this. But he should continue his explanation, then, lift the curse from Harry. It would probably for the best.
"Harry." But the teen just continued what he's doing. "Harry!" The Gatekeeper said, this time louder and it catches the green-eyed male attention as he lifts up his face to stare at him. GK smiled sadly. Poor Harry. "Do you want me to explain about Wood Nymph, next?" GK knew that the teenager would probably shy away if he continues about the Creatures. Well, it's not like there are much more to say except their excellent sense of hearing, taste, touch, smell and sight. Harry would get it if he transform for the first time after a long time.
Harry nodded. He was thankful to GK that decided to leave the Creature topic alone. He didn't want to hear it just yet. Perhaps if he doesn't feel so queasy anymore when the white-haired boy tell about them.
GK stood, feeling numb after sitting for so long, well for him anyway. "A Wood Nymph is not the same as in the Greek mythology, perhaps a bit, but not totally." Harry nodded, minds already leaving about the topic before. "A Nymph is usually a female. It is a rarity to have a male Nymph but not unheard of. There are many categories of Nymph like Water and Land Nymph but let's just focused on one, Wood, yeah?" GK asked and continues even though Harry didn't say anything. "Nymph is a very beautiful, mystical creature that loves to dance and sing." GK saw that Harry shivered as he said 'creature', looks like he had to change the word then. "Their ethereal looks were said to bewitch any human who looked at them. They have the appearance like a human with a very pale milky white skin."
Harry blinked as new information feeding into his mind. Pale milky white skin? Beautiful? That's just like the woman in my dream...
GK continued, ignoring Harry's thought of a woman in his head. "All Nymph have the power to read into someone's mind and their experience and take it as their own. For example, they can learn another language by taking the words in their victim's head, a bit like Legillimens."
"That is useful." GK nodded as Harry said that. He breathes a sigh of relief when the teen doesn't look that scared like when he told about the Creature.
"Each Nymph have their own speciality. For Wood Nymph, they can talk to nature or plants mainly. They also had the power to control them if they were powerful enough. Many of Wood Nymph are a healer, as they know which plants and herbs have what effect. It seems they know this in their nature as they wouldn't need someone to teach them about the plants. A Wood Nymph usually had green eyes." GK stopped when he heard Harry's gasp. "Harry? What is it?"
Harry should have known! So the woman in his dream was his mother? "I think I saw my mother in my dream.." He said disbelievely.
GK raised his eyebrows. "When you passed out?" Harry nodded. That was unexpected. He didn't even start to lift the curse, yet Harry was starting to remember bit and pieces. "Good for you, then."
"Why is it that I'm a quarter Wood Nymph?"
"That's because, your mother is a half Wood Nymph. Your Wood Nymph grandmother fell in love and married a male human, a Lithuanian I think, named Henrikas."
Harry's eyes widened. He heard that name before in his dream. It was his grandfather's name. He was named with his grandfather's name?! "My real name is Henrikas wasn't it?" He asked GK. Harry had the suspicion that the Gatekeeper knew this, but didn't tell him.
GK raised his eyebrows. It was becoming a common occurrence, he hoped that there wasn't an aged line formed on his smooth forehead. Putting that aside, he wouldn't think that the teen remember his real name. "You remembered?" Harry nodded.
They both fell into comfortable silence. "So.." Harry started. "You've done explaining to me about my heritage." GK nodded, he knew where this is going, but he waited patiently as the teen spoke. "So, about my memories."
"Yes, your memories." GK repeated.
"You promised me to lift them." Harry asked hopefully.
The white haired boy looked at the teen before sighing. "I did, did I?" Harry nodded. "You must know Harry, about the warning that I told you about. And to start off.. I have to lift the most traumatic event of your life." He saw Harry gulped silently. "It is only then the other memories can fall into their rightful place." GK saw the accessing look on Harry's face. "You still want to do it?"
Harry has been silent for a long while before he gave his answer. "Yes. Yes, I want to. I need to know."
"Even if you learn about your Creature heritage?"
Harry bit his lip nervously. He had thought about them when GK told about his mother. He knows he can accept them, afterall it is a part of him. No matter how twisted it sounds. Perhaps he will think differently when his real personality comes out."...Yes." GK nodded. "GK..?" The immortal boy looked at him questioningly. "What will happen to me.. when my real personality takes over? Will I.. disapeared? This mind, I mean."
GK smiled softly at the hesitation of the teen. "No. As I've said before, your current mind will assimilate with your suppressed personality."
"How can that be? It's not possible.."
"Nothing is impossible, Harry." Harry still wasn't looking at his eyes. "Harry, do you trust me?" He nodded slowly. "Then, believe me when I say your current mind won't disapear."
"Okay.." GK smiled. "Now what do I have to do?" The teen fidget on the chair.
GK looked thoughtfully. "Well, first we have to get comfortable. That means these have to go.." He vanished both of the chair, including the one Harry's still sitting at and ignored the yelp of the teen when he promptly fell down. "...and change to this!" He conjured a king sized bed with a soft silky cover not far from him. He looked at the still glaring Harry. "Come on, lie on the bed." The teen huffed but complied his request. When Harry just did that, GK get onto the bed and go near to the teen's head. "Okay, Harry. Listen to me. You will feel like you're in a dream first. And then it started to get nasty and your head will probably felt like it was splitting." Harry gulped . "Are you ready?" GK asked and the green-eyed male nodded. The white-haired boy then placed two of his fingers on Harry's forehead. "Okay then..my mind to yo-"
"Wait!" GK stopped, looking confused. "What are you doing?" Harry accused. Before, GK didn't need to say anything to conjure or do anything magical. Why did he feel the need to do now?
"Sorry." GK said sheepishly to the teen. "I always wanted to say that at least once, you know." Harry just frowned. "Don't worry, it will not affect anything." Harry slowly nodded, perplexed by the Gatekeeper's action.
GK grinned as he pretended to cough. "Ahem. My mind to your mind."
Harry felt his eyes becomes droopy as soon GK said the words. He didn't notice he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber. Dead into the world.
Harry shut his eyes when the bright light hits him in the face. He blinks for a few times before he slowly opens his eyes. It was blurry and the lights are too bright for him. He rubbed his eyes before opening it again. This time he can see clearly as his eyes getting accustomed with the lighting. It was then he realised he's in an unfamiliar place...again. Well, this is a memory, what do you expect?
Realizing that he was lying on the ground, he stood at his full height and took a full scan of the new place. Harry realised he's in a room. A bedroom. Well, he knew this because there was a medium sized bed dominating the room. Light blue sky painted on the wall and dark red curtains were open, letting the warm sunlight shining through. There weren't that many furniture besides a bookshelf filled with books and an old record player. A classic one. There was a hefty stack of the record player disc besides it. He whistled as he saw the painting of the stars on the ceiling. Nice.
Something brown caught his eyes and Harry comes near it. It was a toy plushie. A stag. He holds it in his hands and examined it closely. Someone did it with great details as he saw the horns and the ears was knitted to look as close as the real thing as possible. It was also soft to touch too. Harry felt a tug on his heart when he saw many other plushies on the bed. Somehow, all of this seems nostalgic for him.
Was this my bedroom?
The teen didn't go far with his musing as he heard a soft cry. Another voice made a shushing sound, but he can't make the words out, he has to get closer. He opens the door and a long hallway with dimmed light greeted him. He slowly walked towards the voice and the sound getting louder each step he takes. He didn't know why, but it seems like his body remembered where he was going to as if he known this place for years. Perhaps he did, but he has forgotten. He stopped in front of a door. The door was slightly ajar and Harry leaned into it, trying to see between the gap. A child, perhaps a baby was crying and based on the soft shushing voice, it was probably the baby's mother trying to calm him down.
Is that me? Why do I see this in a third person of view? Shouldn't I see this from the child's eyes? Harry idly wondered. He didn't care as long as he gets his memories back. And this view is easier for him to look around. So, he wouldn't complain.
Harry listened as the woman – his mother, spoke something foreign; he didn't know the language, but something about it makes him remembered something. Like something in his mind that buried long ago trying to surface. The simple white dresses that she wore made her looked angelic. His mother is truly gorgeous, he thought. Harry made no indication to move as he felt another presence in the room.
A handsome man, perhaps in his late twenties walked towards them before taking the child from the woman's hand. This is it, his father. He was tall, well taller than him, and have a very well-toned, muscled beneath the shirt that he's wearing. Harry saw that they interacted with each other and felt frustrated as he cannot understand the words. But whatever his father had said must be something funny because the woman lightly chuckles and shooking her head in amused. Suddenly the woman started to sing and Harry stilled as the song vibrate into his mind. He knew the song.
The soft melodious voice of the woman resounds in the room. The air suddenly felt lighter to breathe in, the lights felt brighter and suddenly everything feels like it will be alright. The sobbing of the child has long ceased, and both the father and the child were quiet and their eyes filled with awe as the woman gracefully dance and sing with her harmonious voice. As the woman stopped singing, Harry realised that tears streaming in his face. Mom. Dad. The laughter of the family rang in the house, the normalcy of it makes him didn't even think that they were not completely human. They just seemed so... happy.
This is what I've forgotten. That I forced to forget. My own family. Harry couldn't help as he felt the growing anger that started to surface. Why did they kidnap me?
Harry's musing didn't get too far as the scene suddenly distorted. What's happening? All of a sudden, all he sees is red. Blood. A spike of pain ran through his mind and he cannot help but cried out. It hurts! He felt that his body burns and his flesh was splashed with acid, as his head were smashed to pieces. He screamed, afraid of what is happening to him and the pain that he felt through. After what it seems like eternity, the pain recedes and left him with a dull throb of pain. Through hazy eyes, he can see that the slightly ajar door was now completely open. His stomach felt queasy as he saw the bloody room that the family – his family just in. What happened?
The teen stood shakily as his knees threatened to buckle as the aftereffects of the pain. He coughed before stumbled on the door. It was a mess. The furnitures were broken and the floor was filled with blood. Harry turned his head away. It didn't take a genius to figure whose blood it is. A soft cry was heard and Harry turned his attention to the sound.
The boy – himself, was sitting in the corner with his mother tried to shield him away from the view. They were bloody. In front of them stood protectively was... a Creature? Harry's eyes widened when he recalled what GK had told him about the partial animal form. No wonder humans were afraid of them as he saw sharp looking horns and claws from the man. His blood red eyes were angry and there was blood on his clothes. But even though he saw the man – his father like that, he wasn't scared of him but he is scared for him. Harry's eyes trailed to get a clearer view of what the Creature had seen and proceed to gape his mouth open like a fish that didn't get oxygen.
It was his 'parents'. James and Lily. They were holding their wands and pointing them at his family. Harry realised that Sirius, Remus and Dumbledore were there also. So, they also involved with this...
"Give us the prophecy child." James sneered. Besides him was Lily and behind her stood Sirius and Remus, each holding the stick in their hand. Dumbledore just stared silently in the back.
"Never." The Creature growled and lunged forward to attack James. The Auror dodges the attack in the nick of time and retaliates by firing a spell, but the man-creature was too fast. Sirius and Remus then try to surprise him from behind, but the agility of the creature beats them to it. In the corner of his eyes, Harry saw that Lily silently comes nearer the mother and the child. No! Harry rushed to Lily but he just passed right through her. No! Mom!
As if the Creature can hear him, he looks back and snarled when he saw Lily was close to his family. He left the three men and lunged to Lily but was slammed to wall by an unknown force. It was Dumbledore. He binds the Creature to the wall. Lily continued her action and paid no mind to the begging and sobbing of the woman in front of her.
"Please. Please, have mercy. We have done nothing wrong. Please." His mother begged.
Lily sneered at the sight of the bloody woman and child. "We don't care about you monsters. What we want is him. The boy." By now, the three Marauders were near Lily.
"Please. No. Not Henrikas. Please." The woman's grip tighten on the child.
"You're just a fucking Nymph! We don't care! Just give us the boy!" Sirius yelled to the whimpering woman.
The growls of the Creature disturb them and James sighed irritably. "Remus kill him. If he gets out. It'll becomes a problem." Remus nodded. But as he fired the spell, the Nymph suddenly cried out and jumped into the spell and was hit on her chest. She fell with a thud and Harry saw her dull eyes staring at him. No! Harry saw his young self cried and tried to run to his mother, but was grabbed by Dumbledore. He screamed, kicked and punched, but the older wizard didn't let go of the boy.
Harry saw his real father looked angry and sad as he saw the lifeless form of his wife. Tears mixed with blood fell from his eyes. "Why..?" He brokenly asked as his perfectly sharp teeth were shown.
"You monsters deserved it. We need the boy as a saviour. And we don't need his monster parent in the way." James lifts his wand to the man's forehead. "That's including you."
Harry's younger self screamed again before looking at his father who smiled bitterly at him.
"Atsiprašau,mano vaike, prašau, išgyvenk. Myliu tave." The Creature said one last time before James fired the spell. And within seconds, the Creature was dead. It was just then that Dumbledore lets him go. The boy went silent after the words. He walks shakily as the two lifeless form on the floor lie motionlessly. "Mama? Tėti?" The child said brokenly before he screamed and sobbed as the two precious people he loves had gone. Dead.
NO! NO. This is not happening. Harry cried as he saw the scene. Suddenly the pain comes back and Harry fall on his knees, the sudden pain caught him unguarded and he screamed as he felt like his head was splitting open. This is what GK had warned about. But he certainly didn't know it felt like this. The first time he just got before was a mere discomfort compare to this. This time it feels like someone cuts him open and sliced around his body. Then, they soak him in the boiling water that filled with acidic chemicals.
Images and words fly around his mind. Harry curled himself into a ball. It hurts! Make it stop! But he knew that he wanted this. He needed to bear with this to know the truth. His truth. But that certainly didn't stop him from begging it to stop. Please! Someone, make it stop! As if someone has heard him, the pain stopped, almost immediately like when somebody pause when they watch a movie.
Suddenly the scene change. He was in the darkness again. Did it finish? Am I in the veil? Where's GK? A small figure caught his eyes. There was a bundle of red and black clothes and Harry swore that he could see a small hand beneath it. "GK?" The bundle stiffened and it suddenly disappeared from his view as he blinked. What the hell?
"I am not that Gatekeeper." A childish voice resounds in the darkness.
Harry whirled his head around, trying to find the source where the voice comes from. "Who are you?"
"I am you." Harry thought that the voice becomes closer and he panics. "Henrikas." Harry shivered as he felt a breath of air on his neck, like someone is behind him. He turned back and was greeted by a sight of a boy, no more than five, just an inch closer from his face with small horns on his head. His green eyes glinted in the darkness.
Then, the boy smiled, showing his sharp teeth."I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Ta-dah. Do you like this chapter? If you are, good. This is the longest one I've ever wrote you know. I really respected the one who wrote 5+++ each chapter because it was exhausting! Perhaps I should practice this. Yeah, maybe.
Please review and comment. And tell me if I missed something, okay? And questions are welcomed! And please tell me if the translations wrong because I used Google Translate. Btw, the language is Lithuanian. See what I did here?
Atsiprašau,mano vaike, prašau, išgyvenk. Myliu tave – (I am sorry, my child. Please survive. I love you.)
Tėti – (Father)