Disclaimer: Game of Thrones isn't my property, it is HBO's and GRRM's. Because if it were mine, Lancel would be still alive and kicking, the king of the Seven Kingdoms, leading them to an era of prosperity and peace while having a long and happy life.
Summary: Meeting someone is opening a book. Re-discovering someone is getting into its content.
Author's note: Just a huge huge huge thank you to Assassin Master Ezio 91, who helped me a lot with this, from listening to the idea to even helping out with the chapter guide! Hope I'll do well, I'm not used on having such a long fanfic :)
Author's note 2: This is a Lancel/Loras story, so yes, that means gay stuff. I can understand people being uncomfortable with it, however it won't be an excuse to attack me on the ship or the fanfic because of it. I'll say it loud and clear, any negative review that IS NOT FAIR AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM will be removed. My story, my rules, period.
Author's note 3: English isn't my first language, it's french. If you see any mistake or issue with the language, feel free to tell me so that I can improve.
WARNING! THIS FANFICTION CAN CONTAINS HEAVY THEMES SUCH AS BULLYING, SEX AND HOMOSEXUALITY. IF YOU ARE ILL-AT-EASE WITH THESE SUBJECTS, FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS FANFICTION.
Shaking Worlds
Chapter 10
If there was one thing Joffrey couldn't stand, it was being defied. He was a superior being, his mother always told him he was a special snowflake, he knew better and that was why he was so hated, it was because the truth always hurt, it was always unpleasant. As he brought the truth, of course people would dislike him. But he was doing them a favor, though they didn't know. He considered himseld a generous man. Lancel's brothers had defied him by declaring themselves on the side of their sick fag sibling. They had defied him by insulting him, his intelligence. They liked fags? He'd give them fags! He was a good man however and he would give them one last chance. He just hoped they'd refuse. That way, he could enjoy some humiliation.
Martyn and Willem were walking down the hallway, ready to leave school as the day was over for them. However, both felt uneasy. Martyn woke up with a bad feeling and Willem had the impression he was spied on ever since he entered the school. When he saw Joffrey, teaming up with a bunch of thugs, he sighed, realizing that, sadly, both his twin and him were right.
"Martyn. Willem." Joffrey greeted
"Joffrey." Martyn replied, glaring at the crowd
Joffrey took them a bit afar, seeming amiable, a smile on his face.
"The last time we spoke, I realized that I might have jumped on you on the heat of the shock. Discovering that the brother you used to look up to was nothing more but a dirty gay, it must have been awful and you certainly were in denial." He said sweetly, so sweetly it was almost sickening
Martyn seemed on the verge on replying before Joffrey cut him:
"No, no, let me finish, it's fine, I'd feel that way too! But now that you have both cooled down, I am sure you see that what he has become is not normal, even an heresy if you look at his faith. He will listen to you, you can try and change him back."
He thought that using Lancel's faith and his love for it would make them see the light. Willem only glared.
"Lancel didn't become gay. He never was gay to begin with."
"I know, I know." Joffrey replied, sounding almost comforting
"He didn't choose to feel attracted by Loras."
His cousin seemed confused.
"I'm proud of my brother." Martyn started "It may be still confusing for him but he isn't afraid to show everyone he is different, to show them he is happy with Loras. Lancel could come out of the closet even at 80, he'd still be my brother."
"Yeah! Lancel's the best brother we could have ever hoped for and we're happy he's happy, doesn't matter if he is happy with a man, as long as he is!" His twin added
Joffrey shook his head with a sad expression.
"That's too bad. Really. You seemed clever enough. But he turned your minds against the truth. I'll make him understand."
He snapped his fingers, his crew started to march towards the boys, cornering them. Willem formed his hands into fists.
He wouldn't go down without a fight.
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Lancel checked his phone for the tenth time in a row, waiting for his brothers at the entrance of the school. They had planned on checking the new video game store that had opened recently, held by a former colleague and a friend of their father. Just like him, his brothers were never late, or they would tell him if they were to be. He had a nagging feeling that something had happened to them.
"Maybe I'm just paranoid... Just because I was attacked doesn't mean my brothers will be."
However, he couldn't get that impression out of his head. He decided to enter the school. Martyn was a bookworm, maybe he was at the library, bringing Willem along and he lost track of time looking at the titles. They weren't here. He tried to phone Willem. He knew he always put his phone on music mode when his classes were over, right after the bell had rung. Soon enough, he could hear a faint music coming out of the janitor closet. Willem's music. That was weird. The door was unlocked. Even weirder. But when he opened it, he froze, his hand letting go of his bag, which fell heavily on the floor.
Martyn and Willem were on the floor, naked, their clothes ripped apart. They were tied up, face to face, set up in a way that even the weirdest japanese porn comics wouldn't draw, their manhoods touching each others. It was clear they had tried to put up a fight as they were bruised. They had been gagged using a ball gag, something Lancel would have never thought seeing in his life. One thing was certain:
It was his fault.
The way the twins had been attacked certainly shared the pattern of his own aggression. The way they had been put was clearly an insult towards him, who was starting to show he was at ease almost romantically with a man. They were attacked because they were on his side. They knew nothing of his sexuality but when they had seen him coming down Loras' room, holding his hand, no words came from them. Not even after. Not even to their parents. Janei had been blissfully unaware, too caught up in Rapunzel's story. Lancel was certain of another thing. Gawain was innocent this time. Martyn and Willem weren't part of the club and the group didn't go out to harass people who didn't follow the faith of the Seven. However, this twisted scene had Joffrey's scent all over it. He was almost certain it was him, Ramsay Bolton had nothing against gays when he openly declared himself pansexual. He felt his heart shattering when he heard his siblings crying. They were usually so strong! Even when he had been attacked, they had tried their best not to show they wanted to cry, they tried to remain composed, to smile at him. He wanted to cry himself, but he was way too shaken to be able to say anything, completely numbed by the horror of what he was witnessing. Only one had cold truth was able to make him shiver, stabbing him in the heart:
He had failed his little brothers and what happened to them was all his fault.
To Be Continued