Nameless
There were the nights when Luke would cry out in his sleep.
And there were the nights would his cries would wake Asch.
And those were the nights Asch would hold him close, like a security blanket in a strange reverse situation. He was bringing his safety comfort, but he didn't mind.
There were times when Guy would remember his home, his family, and their deaths.
And those were the times Luke would grow silent, watching the blond muse over his past.
Luke always knew that the past was a horrible thing- his past, Guy's past, his father's past; all of them were horrible in some way.
But Luke didn't have the luxury of remembering his, and so he was left to comfort his caretaker in his times of need, although Luke was reaching out for someone to quiet his own nervous mind.
After discovering Luke's scar as the reason he couldn't call out to fonons, the boy had grown accustomed to covering it up with a bandage. He had hoped to end all questions by removing it from view, but a bandage is a sign of injury, and the only injury Luke felt couldn't be bandaged.
"Are you hurting Guy?" Luke pulled himself up to join his caretaker on the edge of the gardens where Guy had settled himself.
"I just have some bad memories Luke, it's nothing." It's something.
"Do they hurt you? Do memories hurt?" Luke leaned in close, resting his cheek against Guy's upper arm. Asch had gone to the castle to play with Natalia, and Luke hadn't wanted to leave the manor, to leave behind the life he had here- if only for a brief amount of time.
Asch reluctantly left Luke in Guy's care, but the noble knew Guy was their closest friend, and he would keep Luke safe from the Duke, should he lash out again.
"No Luke, remembering good things makes you feel good. But when you remember the painful things…" Guy let out a sigh, and placed his hand on top of Luke's head.
"They hurt? Is it the same pain as a scraped knee?" Luke looked down at his own bandaged knees, hopefully finding a feeling to tie to those of sorrowful memories, but he had no memories the pain could be affixed with.
Guy smiled, but shook his head. The pain of his unhappy memories died down, and Luke felt the pressure, his desires to end his suffering dwindle.
"I should be asking you what it feels like to have no memories. I can imagine that hurts worse then what I'm feeling." Guy could remember everything from his early childhood, but Luke had only a week in the Fabre household, and about a week in the dealership. Two weeks of memories, no matter how happy, could never replace a lifetime.
"I feel empty." Luke responded dismally. Guy ruffled his hair in an attempt to bring back some of his joy, but there was nothing but Luke that could bring him back from his gloom.
"I can hardly remember some parts of my past, some of them are fairly recent." Guy reached into his pocket and felt the familiar circular tag he had taken from Luke upon his arrival.
"Maybe you just need some jogging to help get your memories back, you know?" Luke shot Guy a puzzled look, before Guy realized he had seriously fumbled his own words.
"I have to run to bring my memories back? I run a lot when I play with Asch though…" Luke hoped off the ledge, but Guy caught his arm before he could take off.
"I didn't mean exercise jogging! I meant memory jogging, like triggering memories by using different techniques." Guy pulled the tag out of his pocket, and he knew he might regret it, but he reached behind Luke's neck and removed the leather collar, if only for a minute.
"Here, look at these two tags and tell me what they make you think about."
Luke nervously accepted the tags, having never been able to look at one of them except in a mirror. The boy gave Guy his collar back, his eyes fixed on the tag guy had handed him instead.
"Where did this one come from? Was this my first tag?" Luke flipped the coin over and over again, searching for something that wasn't there.
"Yeah, that was your first tag, I gave you this one when I became your caretaker." Guy reached around and fastened Luke's thin leather collar without disturbing his examination of the older tag.
"It's blank." Luke stated plainly, finally tearing his eyes away from the plain golden disc in his hands.
"Your old ID papers were also blank. I would assume your first family never named you." Guy reached out his hand to take the plain disc from Luke, but the boy closed his fist around it.
"A family that abandoned me in a miasma stream, knowing that humans can't enter them for prolonged periods of time." There was anger in Luke's voice, and it showed by the way his fist quivered.
"Why was I born if they were just going to abandon me Guy? All I want to do is make you and Asch happy!" Luke could feel tears welling up in his eyes, the painful sting reinforcing his misery.
"You won't abandon me, right? You won't take away my memories and leave me to die, will you?" Luke dropped his old tag, his rage replaced with sorrow.
Guy reached down and grabbed his charge, holding him close to his chest while Luke's emotions ran freely.
Guy never answered Luke's question, but the redheaded child knew that Guy felt the same as Asch. They could never leave him, no matter what misfortunes befell them because of his appearance.
After Luke had fallen asleep, his crying exhausting his little body, Guy glanced around for Luke's old tag. There was the faint smell of smoke, the smell emitted when Guy had engraved Luke's name using the blistering hot tools needed.
Luke's old tag was smoking, and Guy couldn't understand why. He grabbed the metal ring that connected the tag to Luke's collar and tossed it into the fountain, before fishing it back out.
"It looks like a layer of earth fonons is covering this…" The blond pulled out his pocket knife and began to chip off the golden fonons covering Luke's old tag,
"He did have another name!" Guy stared in awe and the letters of Luke's old name revealed themselves.
"Lorelei… What a strange name…"
Guy ran his finger over the golden engraved name, discovering that it was still hot, like it was either freshly carved (which Guy reminded himself, was impossible) or Luke's rage and depression had somehow reacted with the tag.
The caretaker didn't wish to spend anymore time mulling over something as simple as a mysterious tag, not with Luke sleeping on the dirty ledge he left him on. If Suzanne were to walk out, Guy would more then likely get scolded for something so careless.
Luke briefly woke up, glancing at Guy as he picked away with something, but he was more concerned with the flashes he kept seeing in his sleep.
With his eyes blurry, he could see the seven lanterns, the earth fonim burning brightly against the cold and dark remaining six.
"Jade, did Van ever complete project Lorelei?" Yulia held her head in her hands; her eyes were closed as she silently drove herself crazy.
The plans Van had stolen… There was no way he would bring that child into the world to complete the mission he would be created for.
"The project was supposedly shut down when you tightened security in the creation and birth labs. They couldn't get authentication, so I'd imagine they gave up." Jade shrugged his shoulders before settling himself in Yulia's armchair once more.
"But they didn't and you know it. They got validation from someone in the company, someone barely below me. Someone thought that Van really had a vision when he said 'I'll purge the world of evil with the sacred flame.'" Yulia held up the documentation of the experiments carried out in the Order. For two years they were carried out, until six months ago, when records just drop.
"Maybe the Grand Maestro knows something about it." Jade smirked, seeing Yulia's shocked expression.
"You don't mean to tell me…"
"I do believe I know who the rat is. Maybe Van promised Mohs a place in his new, cleansed world." Jade adjusted his glasses; the glare made him look even more menacing.
"The Malkuth murders?" Yulia buried her head in her arms, hoping that maybe it was all just a bad dream.
A bad dream…
"You can't create Lorelei without his purity, or the fon slots won't ever open. But it is possible to to suppress it." Jade stood up, probably to go find Ion and Anise far away from Yulia's wing.
"His purity…"
"Purity and Power, the two elements of Lorelei. Together they can save the world. But apart they…"
"Can destroy…" Yulia finished Jade's sentence, shell-shocked.
"Then…Luke? He was the original project, and Van separated him from power? Is he…?"
"He is in grave danger. If Van discovers that he survived, there is no doubt he will come out of hiding to reclaim his 'sacred flame.'" Jade pulled the door closed behind him, leaving Yulia to mull over what Jade had revealed to her.
"Shit!" Yulia screeched, throwing her CEO pass onto the ground. "You already killed my brother… Van… I won't let you take away his only chance at a real life…"
A/N: I forgot to do this when I posted it last night lol, because I wrote this chapter so long ago that I really forgot what was the driving force of this one. It's gonna be pretty Guy and Luke centric until some major events coming up happen, and Asch just realizes what Luke is, or does he :3 :3 :3
I said earlier not everything is as it seems, at least I sure hope I did because that's what it is supposed to have said lol lol. There are a lot of lies, and contradictions, things that won't add up throughout this story, and it seems like no one we know really has the full truth, but they can tell you their twisted perceptions if you wish :3
If you can spot consistencies, you can spot the mystery! Can anyone tell me, who is Lorelei! or more importantly, what is he in relation to Luke:D