Ok new chapter as part of Yonduweek. It's a bit long and wordy, but I took the prompts and built sentences out of them instead. So, the secrets of the families are coming to light, this will be a long night for all of them.

Chapter Four A Night of Revelations

The family quickly walked over the terrain, back to the cabin. Peter's crying had stopped, even though he was in obvious pain.

Seroul arm, everyone noticed was bruised and swollen, and he cried out ever time is dad went over a rock or a bump. Kraglin was worried that Peter was concussed so every time, his eyes started to droop, he flicked his son across the cheek, which Peter didn't appreciate and moaned even more.

Finally, they hit the beach, and a few moments later the cabin.

Rushing through the door, the parents placed their sons on the sofa. The blood across Peter's face had dried and congealed and now looked black.

Seroul was still sobbing about his arm while Tyorells went to get the med kit.

Peter at that point was the priority due to his age, as Tyorells run the scanner gently over the boy's tiny body.

"Broken nose, which we can fix but nothing internal and no concussion", he told his parents, who were relieved, as Seroul was scanned and it turned out that he was also non-concussed. But there was a hairline fracture in his wrist, which needed to be reset.

"My arms broken", Seroul cried as both his parents just looked at each other, "There nothing in the kit for this, he's too young for the bone setting, only the nanobots" Tyorells stated while Yondu who had overheard this whole he was trying to clean his own sons face, looked over.

"I know how to reset the bone, but I'm going to need ice, a bandage, you need to cut his t-shirt off. I also need your absolute confirmation that neither of you will freak the fuck out at what I'm about to do."

Yondu said to the parents, who to their credit didn't even blink. They knew that Yondu had a shitty life before the Ravagers. That was obvious, and that he knew things, they didn't at how to take care of breaks and bones.

Carefully cutting the top off the six-year-old body, Yondu carefully placed the Darbian in his lap. Little Seroul was shivering with the sudden cold, shock and he clearly terrified.

Yondu, with his other hand, gripped Seroul's, arm, and wrapped his other hand around it, interlocking the fingers, so Seroul and Yondu were gripping each other.

Yondu gave the boy a moment, to try and steady himself before the pain, but everyone winched suddenly as the bone in his hands gave a loud pop as it was locked back into its socket.

Seroul's cried suddenly, but then through this tears, the sobbing ceased, and he looked up at both his parents.

"He's going to need that bandaged and wrapped with an ice sheet, but he'll be healed by the morning", Yondu informed his parents as Lizxona rushed to do just that.

Sniffing back another tear but with the pain gone little Seroul looked up at the Captain of the Ravagers. "Thank you Uncle Yondu", he said which caused the captain to pause for a moment, and he didn't know how to respond.

Passing the Darbian to his parents who begun to bandage his hand, Yondu then turned his attention to his own son. Peter was a lot calmer while Kraglin was cleaning the blood off his face gently.

"It; ok baby, it's going to be ok". Consoled Kraglin, wiping Peter's own tears, when, Tyorells came over to Peter with a nanostrip, asking Yondu if it would be ok to place on Peter's nose, and Kraglin replied in the affirmative.

Peter winched slightly as the strip was placed on his face. But from this moment the tiny nanobots would heal and repair the skin so it would be fine in a few hours.

With that the boys were all repaired, and all they had to do was wait, but Tyorells was frowning slightly, so asked the Udonta family if Peter needed some antbacs?

This meant it would knock him out for several hours, and both Yondu and Kraglin agreed to make the break heal faster

Immediately both boys protested this, they wanted to go out and go swimming, but the parents just ignored their protests and Kraglin agreed. They both knew that Peter due to the new location could pick up an infection, even if they were both careful.

With this. Tyorells went to make the boys a nutrient drink while everyone else went to the bedroom and the adjoining bathroom to get them ready for sleep. If they were in the mindset that is the boys were prepared for bedtime, it would help them sleep.

The beautiful daylight pouring through the windows wasn't helping that. But sitting on the edge of the bed, the boys drunk the nutrient drink with also contained the antbacs.

Yondu and Lizxona got the boys into their pyjamas and cleaned their teeth, and lay them down on the bed, settling Peter down with a towel in case his nose begun to bleed again, and laying Seroul carefully, so his arm was elevated and supported.

The drink was starting to take effect, but the boys as usual begun to fight it, and begin to squirm, even with all the parents in the room.

"Daddy, tell me a story". Seroul demanded to Lizxona, and Peter replied that he wanted the same too.

The sight of the Darbian Warlord giving their sons a story, was almost amusing but his voice dropped to a whisper, and the boys settled down as he begun to tell them a sweet tale of a family who loved each other.

Peter tried to force his eyes to remain open, but cuddling Fang, soon his breath steadied, and he slipped into sleep, soon to be followed by Seroul.

With that, a blanket adjustment and a kiss on the forehead, all the adults left the room. But not before Tyorells placed his pad down and activated the camera, so the adults could check on them remotely from the other room.

Leaving their boys sleeping, all the parents left the room and finally drew a collective breath.

"I can't believe this fucking happened", Lizxona exclaimed clearly having bottled everything until this moment. "Seriously, we bring our son on a damn holiday, and he and yours almost fall to their fucking death".

"Lizxona, come on, no one knew this was going to happen, and our sons are fine. Fuck we're not pissed about that, just thanks for saving them both" Kraglin tried to reassure the Darbian, while his mate just bought a whole case of cold beers over.

"I know, it's just…oh shit. It's a long story, but I'm a bit of a paranoid fucking parent if you know what I mean".

By this point, the men were in the porch and the sunshine, but all of them were unnerved. But Tyorells, as they were all seated and now drinking beer, had something to say, which he had to get an answer too.

"Look this happened, and whatever, our sons are fine. But Yondu, Kraglin, look I know Peter's your son. But you've lied to us haven't you. But I need to know I want one thing. "Did you abduct or adopt him?"

"Yes", said Kraglin, followed by a "No", from Yondu, as they just looked at each other, and Yondu cleared his throat, and Kraglin exhaled. "Yondu, it's time", he told his mate, who after years of this secret hanging over them made the decision.

"All right, fine, you deserve the truth, after what you've done for our son, you deserve the truth. But this could leave your entire family in fucking danger. So, do you want to know it?"

Tyorells and Lizxona glanced at it other and shrugged in the affirmative, so Yondu took the lead.

"Ok, four years ago I was contacted to go to a planet called Terra to pick up a baby…"

The sun begun to set at Yondu and Kraglin told the Darbian and Xandarian everything. How Peter was a Terran, hence was valuable even without his unique biological father's side. How Peter had worked his way into their hearts, and they couldn't let him go, even mentioning his abilities since there was no point in denying that.

As Yondu reached the end, Lizxona, run his hand over his lips and stared at the couple thoughtfully. "So, if that bastard appears, Peter will be vulnerable, and you and every one of your crew's life will be forfeit?" To this all Kraglin could do was say "Yes".

Everyone was thought for a moment, but then Lizxona just laughed softly. "You know, there was always something about that kid I would never put my finger on, but now it all makes sense. And fuck, so basically, you're raising a ticking time bomb of a child who's got no idea of who he is and what he's capable of?"

"Pretty much it" Yondu shrugged, while Tyorells turned to Kraglin, but didn't sound that pissed off.

"And you lied to me about that woman you screwed to get him, and you pretended he's a bloody Xandarian. Damn Kraglin. I understand why you lied but making sure the kid doesn't bleed in public. No wonder you're so damn tense".

"Didn't know how to tell you. We met you, our kids became friends, we became friends. Never seemed a right time to work it into a conversation" explained Kraglin while Tyorells only nodded.

"I know what's it's like to keep a secret, Yondu, trust me. I know what it's fucking like". Lizxona explained more to himself, and Tyorells touched his face gently.

"They told us the truth, maybe it's time we should tell them everything too. I think they should know". Tyorells said softly, and Lizxona seemed to be musing over if for a moment and running his thumb over the edge of his beer.

Lizxona before he got up and went into the other room before coming back holding the framed image of an obvious teenage Lizxona and his sister smiling happily at the camera before he sat down and cleaned his throat.

"I never told you much about my sister, but we were twins. Leshara was born ten minutes before I was, and she was everything I wasn't. Kind, compassionate, she saw the injustices of the world and wanted to help everyone.

She was happy all the time and the gentlest soul you could ever meet. Her smile, the one Seroul inherited could light up a room. not the type of child, a Warlord like my bastard of a father, wanted."

I take it your mother…" Yondu started, but Lizxona continued. Our mother died young, and in all honesty, our father never gave a shit. I was really raised by Tyorells parents. They gave us all the love we ever needed.

"We've had this planet for years, but our father never came to it, just dumped up with his main bodyguard and his family for summers, and we liked it that way".

"We could forget about the differences between us, and the older we got, brotherhood friendship, well, you can't help who you fall in love with" stated Tyorells, while Lizxona took a breath and carried on.

"In the grand scheme of things no one wanted us to get together. Different species, same sex. I was expected to marry someone high ranking like me and keep Tyorells on the side.

Hell, I'm not the only one who likes guys, but I wasn't going to hide it anymore. But at the same time a Xandarian and Darbian. They say it's not a big deal, but the further you are in class the worst of it was"

This was apparently difficult to tell, but Lizxona, Yondu felt needed to say it so said nothing while the Warlord took a swing of his beer.

"When we announced that we wanted to be together, it went to shit. My father had chosen a high-ranking daughter to be my wife, and we would unite the two lands. Tyorells wasn't just a fad, Yondu, I know from the age of sixteen I wanted to spend my life with him and him with me.

They made out lives hell, dealt with so much abuse. Nothing we couldn't take, but when people you've known all your lives suddenly want you dead. Then it's more complicated."

Yondu and Kraglin just shifted in their seats trying to imagine this.

"In the end, it was decided that my year of trails, would last two. I knew it was punishment, even though they tried to make out that it was because I was a Warlords son. I was only supposed to fuck Tyorells and dump him, you're not a man unless you have a collection of broken hearts after you. And I wanted to marry the first man I ever kissed. You can imagine how that went".

Yondu and Kraglin knew about this. At the age of seventeen Darbian males spent a year in the wilderness, after being taught survival skills. Ensuring that when they stepped out of the Wilderness on their eighteen birthday, they would be men.

Then Lizxona scoffed, "Really shouldn't have done that because those two years Leshara went into overdrive. She gave speeches, contacted, higher-ups, called for the people to vote.

She went to every town and argued for equality, and how we should love who we wanted. And because of who she was, they people listened, and they loved her.

They agreed that they wanted change. Leshara was like a force of nature while I was away from her. It got to the point that men who were vying for her hand in marriage backed away.

But she didn't care. She wouldn't marry anyone until we were allowed too. Her passion for doing what was right caused so many social changes on a level that has never been seen before.

When I came out of the Wilderness at the age of nineteen and received my titles, even when I had to prove my worth on the battlefield over and over again. People gave me shit, but the men in my unit, even people I conquered who knew of this gave their support".

"It took five more years of non-stop fighting by Leshara and us, but finally relented, and we could marry. On the conditions that no matter what we could never have children, or even adopt. Then our father made the decree that my sister would marry the son of the Warlord, whose daughter I was meant to wed".

Lizxona had been talking for a while now and cracked open another bottle, after that speech he needed and deserved it.

"And Leshara was ok with this?" Kraglin asked, while Tyorells and Lizxona just looked at each other sadly.

"She was okay with it, his name was Malek, we knew him growing up. Back then we thought he was a nice guy. He was one of the earliest who gave his support.

Leshara thought they would be very happy together, they discussed how after the lands would be united how to make life better for everyone. Banning slavery and promoting good causes and education.

We gave them the full support, and it was a massive wedding, both her father and ours sat there like miserable bastards, but what else is new. Leshara was happy, and we were happy for her".

Lizxona felt silent, for a moment but Tyorells continued. "Her wedding was lavish, and she wore a bright green dress, in fact, there was green everywhere".

"What about the sister of this guy?". Kraglin asked, in curiosity, to which Tyorells finished. "She was the bridal matron, she was happy for us and happy to gain a sister like Leshara. In the years of trying to get the laws changed to help us marry, she also campaigned and became Leshara's best friend".

Lizxona stopped and took a drink of his beer. "And then it all went to shit."

To be continued