Note from Writer: sorry it took so long to update my new chapter, I was at a Comic Expo and I was in a writer's block. Do not worry; I am back and ready to continue. Thanks for being patient
Chapter 7 under the Mask
Faun spent two weeks trying to search for his friend, he even written letters and sent them off in secret but he had no replies which made him worry if his friend was still alive. One month passed and yet no sign of his dear friend though he did not show it when it came to his job, on his day off all he could do was sit in his room that he shared with Ondolemar and remember the days he had with Cicero.
"My dear friend… where did you go…" Faun muttered to himself as he closed the doors, turned to walk to the desk to sit and stare at the blank parchment he had laid out. He thought of writing but what good was it when there are no replies, sighing in hopelessness for his efforts. Faun reached over to grab the parchment and rolled it back up.
The high elf quietly repeated the same words that Cicero would randomly say when they traveled together, "if I have… a chance to see a cat… I'll feed its corpse to my…" once more he sighed in depression, "Pet…rat" he looked down at the stone floor in silence and knowing that he is once again alone in a world he wish he never had.
Six months passed, Ondolemar began to notice Faun was showing signs of depression, and what gotten the thalmor more curious was that each time the boy had a day off. He would either spend time alone in the room with the doors closed or he would be gone for that whole day. This had to end but Ondolemar had to find a way to get Faun to talk without having another fight.
So when night came, Ondolemar made his way to the room and when he gently pushed one door half way. He could hear slight muttering and what seemed to be… "Is he…Crying?" the thalmor thought to himself as he slowly crypt into the room to see Faun's laying in his own bed on the left side of the room, Ondolemar quietly snuck in to hear what the boy was muttering about when a Ebony dagger was quickly pulled close to his neck.
"What do you want from me…" a low hiss could be heard in the boy's lonely voice as he remained facing the wall with his arm stretched out, "I come to talk… and I heard you weeping so I thought maybe talking about what has been troubling you would help." Ondolemar kept his voice calm as he watched the dagger slowly pull away from his neck, "We have nothing to talk about, Ondolemar." Faun turned to look over at the other high elf, his hair was cut short to only hide his eyes a bit when he sat up.
"We do have something to talk about and if you are going to play games…" The high elf had to be a little strict now that the boy refused to talk, "Then as your superior, I command you to speak or I will have no choice but either strip you of your rank or send you back home." Ondolemar knew this was a bit much since the boy lived a rough life as an orphan.
"Very well then…" Faun had no choice but to explain everything to this thalmor but the boy was glad it was not Ancano and if it was, he would have been the laugh among the thalmors. So Faun spent most of his night explaining to Ondolemar about his issues but he left out most parts that embarrassed him, "So yea… that is why I had a hard time fitting in and my issues with home… well let's just say I have no home to return to…" Faun had a hard time trying to remain calm when he opened old wounds; Ondolemar listened to what was bugging the boy so he decided to sit next to the other elf.
Faun tried to talk when he paused to see Ondolemar sit beside him, and what happened next caught him by surprise.
To Be Continue
(I will continue writing and update this chapter as soon as possible)
The warm morning sun shined down on the open fields of flowers, standing in the center looking up at the clear sky was Faun but he seemed to be at peace with himself since he had a smile. The gentle breeze made his hair and jacket dance gently as the sweet scent of herbs touched his nose, he looked down for a moment to see there were no flowers but green grass. "What… why am I smelling herbs and berries…" Faun's thought to himself when he began to feel the warm breeze swirl around him like it was trying to hug him.
Suddenly the high elf broke into reality when he realized that he was being hugged by Ondolemar, this made the boy feel awkward since he never been hugged (except when Cicero was begging him for a sweetroll or trying to be kind) but this was strange to Faun since his father was the only thalmor that hugged him.
"You may think your alone among other Mers but remember this, I am your friend and if you ever need me… I will help you in any way I can." Ondolemar spoke truly as he continued hugging the other high elf. Faun sighed to relax himself from the thought of being alone and hugged back.
Before they ended their hug, the doors swung up fast and made a loud banging sound which made the two thalmors jump up in fright as they let go of each other and turned their heads to the door. Standing there in rage was a little man in thalmor robes that did not fit him well.
"Thief!" the familiar voice shrieked when he ran towards the taller high elf with an Ebony dagger in hand, Faun was shoved to the floor when everything started happening so fast. The high elf was about to get up when he was quickly grabbed by the collar of his shirt and pulled to the right, he was then grabbed by the arm and yanked to the left which started to make the poor elf feel like a doll.
"Let go of my friend, Thief! He is not yours to keep!" The little man shrieked again while pulling on Faun's collar and dragging him to the door, "You let go of him! He is my friend and I won't let a mad man drag him off!" Ondolemar kept a good grip on Faun as he yelled and held out one hand to get ready to shoot lightning bolts at the intruder when the poor boy blacked out from being dragged, choked and yanked.
"What did I get myself into…"was the last thing he thought before everything went black and the yelling became distant.
The sweet scent of flowers were the first things he smelt before Faun's opened his eyes to find himself standing face to face with a tall high elf, dressed in fine green clothes and his long midnight black hair tied back. This Mer looked familiar to Faun but he could not remember where they met, "You have grown, faun. I bet we well talk some more the next time you decide to visit again" the high elf spoke calm and bold as he patted Faun on the head, "But right now, go home and live a little, my boy." This was when Faun realized he was standing before his father, he was happy to see him but yet he felt like he was being pulled back.
"Wait! Father! Don't go!" Faun's tried to shout but it was more like a whisper when he was forcefully pulled back fast, giving him a final glimpse of his father smiling and waving.
On the other hand, Ondolemar and the little man were getting worried when Faun did not wake up. For the moment the two decided to help each other out to wake faun up, the little man lifted the elf onto his shoulders and carried him to his bed as Ondolemar watched in surprise to see a small man carrying a Mer.
After laying Faun on his bed, the little man pushed back his hood to think more clearly, the thalmor watched carefully but he could not help but stare at the little man's red hair and how it matched with the green robes he was wearing. "I believe that My Friend is in a coma type of sleep, we yanked and choked him pretty good so my guess is that poor faun wont wake anytime soon." The little man said in concern but since his back faced the other high elf, he was dark smirk as he turned to face the other with an innocent face. "He will not wake unless he is k…" before the little man could finish his sentence, The thalmor snapped and stormed up close to the little man to face him directly.
"Do not give me that 'Only a kiss can wake him' crap! I am no Female and I am not about to take that step unless I had a death wish!" Ondolemar yelled with his cheeks flustered by rage but the little man took take as an opportunity to tease the angry high elf. "Oh so you were going to take that step until I came and ruined your sweet little moment with him." He spoke with a cheeky voice as he teased and giggled.
"What! Are you Mad! I was not even thinking about that! I simply tried to be a good friend to faun!" the high elf tried to keep his cool by grinding his teeth together, his rage was growing and showing more on his cheeks now. "Oh stop you're blushing, you were planning on acting as a friend so he would not leave your side? Jealous to find out that Faun had a new best friend" the little man was having fun teasing the high elf so he moved to the edge of the bed next to faun, crossing his arms and legs to show that he was not leaving.
"Last warning, if you do not leave. I will be oh so glad to set you on fire!" Ondolemar hissed with rage as he took one step closer to the little man, a flame appearing on the palm of his hand.
They were close to having a fight when a voice spooked them both, "I know I am handsome… but you two are just not my type." Faun teased as he slowly sat up, feeling his own body in pain when he looked at his Imperial friend and smiled, "Your mean to poor Cicero… but he is happy his friend is still alive." The little man gave his friend a hug before glaring over at the thalmor.
"Oh give me a break, don't tell me that this mad man is the friend you were crying about all this time" Ondolemar was frustrated but he had enough of trying to make a point as he just sighed and walked to his own bed by the other wall. "Don't say it, I don't want to know. Anyways he can sleep here for tonight" the high elf took off his robe jacket and folded it, getting ready for bed when he heard faun and Cicero whispering at each other.
Before Ondolemar covered up with his blanket, Cicero hopped on his bed and curled up close against his back. "Cicero is happy that sweet Ondolemar is willing to bunk with Cicero. Best friends forever" The little man was excited and spoke high tone voice like a girl as Faun blows out the candles.
"I AM NOT SHARING A BED WITH YOU!" Ondolemar growls
"Awe but Cicero asked dear Faun and he said I could bunk with you." Cicero whines
"I did not say that, I said you can bunk with me." Faun mutters to himself
"I Don't Care! Get off my bed!" - Ondolemar
"Nope, Cicero is staying" - Cicero
"Let go of me! I am not your teddy bear!" - Ondolemar
"But Faun didn't mind when I cuddled with him" - Cicero
"What! I don't remember ever cuddling, let alone sleeping in the same tent with you" - Faun
"You were asleep at the time when we cuddled" - Cicero
"Okay, now I feel violated" - Faun
"Please stop talking, the both of you! We are in a room with the lights off, talking about cuddling and violation. DON'T YOU THINK THIS IS AWKWARD ENOUGH?" - Ondolemar
"No… What is more awkward is waking up to hearing Cicero hum near your ear" - Faun
"Okay, that's it! I am sleeping somewhere else!" - Ondolemar
Faun remained in his bed as he heard Ondolemar struggling around in the dark and hearing Cicero giggle at the same time just sounded so wrong to Faun as he sighed and moved his pillow to use it as a head cover.
That whole night was just crazy for Faun but he was happy to have at least two friends now, well they acted more like rivals to each other. He wondered what will happen next for this new chapter in his life, he could not believe that he had the oddest friends. Yet they seemed to care enough for him and not abandon him.
"Move over, I can't get up with you curling up so close to me!" – Ondolemar
"Cicero does not want wake up seeing you cuddle with my dear Faun" – Cicero
"I do not cuddle, you fool! Now let go of me NOW!" – Ondolemar
"SHUT UP!" Half the staff shouted, they were tired of hearing the two yelling at each other and making noise. After being yelled at, Cicero and Ondolemar kept quiet but that did not stop them from having whispering arguments.