Alright i want to start off by telling you that i'm gonna be gone for two weeks... My bff broke her foot {Don't ask how because i'm calling it impossible and yeah its confusing so no its better i just don't explain.}. So i might not be able to post anything for the next two weeks.
In front of him the pale man stood clutching the pendant to his chest. Alfred hesitated lowering the gun slightly.
"Who are you?" He asked, the other man flinched at the question.
"I-… I can't tell you." The other man told him sadly, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Why?"
"Because they'll kill me."
"Who will?" Alfred asked lowering the gun completely. He was startled by the look of hopelessness in the others violet eyes.
"I can't tell you that either." The other said his voice cracking.
"Please, Matthew." Alfred whispered. Matthews head snapped up startled and his eyes wide in horror.
"H-how… I thought… that they…"
"They did."
"Then how?" Matthew asks desperately.
"Arthur."
"He's alive?" Matthew breaths.
"Yes , he helped me remember."
"I never-"
"I know, you never meant to hurt any of us."
"Francis?"
"He's alive, even if Arthur grumbles about it constantly." Alfred laughed. Matthew laughed, but they soon turn to sobs.
"I don't understand, why don't you hate me?" Matthew asked between sobs. Alfred stepped forward gathering the confused man in his arms.
"Because you're our Matthew, we could never hate you."