1934 June 5
Harrison Thomson was worried. He couldn't find Tom and the last that had happened it was because the priests were trying to exorcise him. That had been a horrible experience for Tom and Harrison had promised himself that he would stop it from ever happening again. Yet, the same as the last time he could not find his friend. The other children in the orphanage didn't care, they thought it was wonderful that the 'devil boy' was going through such an experience; they loved the idea that he was in pain.
As Harrison was running down one of the many hallways in the orphanage he heard a noise coming out from under one of the doors, a soft sound somewhere between a cry of pain and a whimper. This shocked him immensely, had he found it? He listened closer and heard the sound again it was definitely Tom. Harrison tried the door but it was locked. Growing anxious he pounded on the door shouting Tom's name. The whimpering stopped and the door opened to reveal a fat priest who looked down on Harrison before dragging him inside and relocking the door.
Harrison struggled against the priest trying in vain to get to Tom who he could see strapped down in the middle of some ritual circle. It looked strange and he assumed that it did not work but it made him think that maybe if he could make a better one he could use it to help control the 'devil' inside Tom (and the one he thought might be hiding in himself).
The priest dragged him over to one of the walls and shackled him there while Tom watched in horror from his place in the circle. He was forced to watch as the burly man continued the ritual making his best friend scream louder and louder. For each scream the man extracted out of the boy Harrison's anger grew until many hours into the night his shackles burst. The whole ritual was alight with flames stemming from the five year old. The more Harrison thought about people hurting his Tom and trying to hurt him and being downright horrid people the hotter the flames grew. Eventually there was nothing left to burn and the priest managed to escape out the door. He ran as fast as his legs would carry him, crashing straight into the matron who was on her way up to see if the exorcism had worked or not.
The priest told he of how the shackles broke and the room burned, hearing this she went to see what had happened for herself. Once in the room she found Harrison crying his eyes out into Tom's chest. With her blind love of the younger boy she misinterpreted the situation and blamed Tom for trying to taint the perfect little boy with his 'devil powers'.
Tom was whipped that night as his punishment for letting Harrison see his 'devil powers' in use. The only ones that knew it was truly Harrison powers were Tom, Harrison and the priest who refused to come back to the orphanage ever again claiming that it was cursed, thus stopping any other priests from taking his place.
The next night just after the lights went out Harrison snuck out of his bed and across the room to Tom's. "Tom," he asked, "why didn't you tell them it was me that lit the fire?"
Opening his eyes Tom stared down at the smaller boy in his bed and smiled as he answered. "Because I don't want you to get hurt, they already blame me anyway and if I tried to blame you they would only punish me more." He chuckled continuing; "You do realize they see you as a perfect little angel that could do absolutely nothing wrong and even if they saw you setting fire to the building with their own eyes they would still blame me for being the one to influence you, right?"
"Alright," replied Harrison, "I understand but I'm still gonna be there you for no matter what. You deserve one person to be there for you." Yawning he curled into the chest of the larger boy whose bed he was sharing and feel asleep.
Watching him sleep Tom pondered what their powers meant. He refused to believe the matron and priests who thought it meant he was possessed. Ever since he was young he had known that he was special but finding out that his Harrison had the same type of power brought an inexplicable joy to his heart. For though he did not quite understand it yet he had fallen in love with the boy the day he set eyes upon all those Halloweens ago, it was almost as if they were meant to be. Sadly, he did not have any close connections with any of the other children so thought this was normal for a childhood friendship and because he did believe in love he would never consider it an option.