The sky turned blood red, clouds turned black and the Trees and grass became Dead, a tall man was standing next to freed.
He wore a long black jacket, black buckled boots and a Dark purple button up top, His hair was short at the back and at the front it covered his Right eye. his left was silver.
"Albion." he said again
Freed curled up, "Freed - my name is freed!"
The man smirked, "Alright. freed, then -" he sat down next to freed, "why do you lie to them? why do you lie to yourself?"
"i'm not lying, Aiden, im Not albion anymore!" freed covered his ears.
Aiden wrapped his arms around Freed, pulling him close, "My little brother, The ruining of this Generation, the destruction of life, you ARE Albion..."
Freed cried, "I dont want to be the destruction, i dont want to Give this world to Zeref, Nii-Nii!"
The wind blew furiously, it began to rain, but not water - Blood.
Freed heard screams, he knew who they belonged to - the guild - Bickslow, macarov, Lucy...asuka, wendy, romeo.
"Nii-Nii..." freed's eyes overflowed with tears, "i dont want to - YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
Aiden took freeds cheek and pulled him close, whispering into his Ear, "It's going to be soon, Albion. Father won't let us back away - You know your STRENGTH."
The screams got louder - "you and i...we're the children of Zeref, Destruction and chaos in human form..."
Freed pulled away and dug his Face into Aidens chest, "...i can't...do it...nii-nii, i dont want to!"
Aiden laughed, "Freed - you HAVE to...Father won't let you back away from your own Future. you Can lie to them all you want, but you ARE the destruction of this World. you..." Aiden whispered into freeds ear again, "me..." quieter, "and Acnologia...You, Albion, The Acnologia slayer - the strongest dragonSlayer..."
Freeds eyes opened - No more blood red sky, grey clouds or Screaming...no Aiden,
"Freed." Laxus tapped freeds shoulder, "C'mon, We're going - are you alright?" Laxus saw the tears Roll down freeds cheeks,
"i'm...Ok..." freed stood up and wiped away the tears, then the raijinshuu headed home.
~laxus POV~
Whenever we got home it was late, freed made a great dinner - well, his cooking is always my favorite - but then he went to his room afterwards. i think it was an hour before i decided to go in and talk to him. it's just...a thing about freed is; everytime something is wrong, he lies, i always just go along with it and now i'm regretting it. i open the door slowly and look through, he was curled up in his bed. i heard him sobbing, i closed the door softly.
he never noticed i was in the room until i kneeled down infront of him, looking at his Face, "l-lax-laxus!" He is too cute - i just sit on the bed, putting his head on my lap, "freed, whats wrong?" he just shook his head, "n-no - y-you'll hate me..."
"freed, no matter HOW hard i try i could never hate you." i whisper, shit i wanna kiss him so bad.
Its weird when freed crys, i never see him cry.