A/N: Did I read that number right? 0.o Have I really written thirty chapters?! XD Thanks for all of you still reading this. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it. I actually found a few mistakes, starting with chapter one; the authors note in there is a LIE now, seeing as Sebix is rising. I feel bad for withholding the chapter, but I've been working on a HP fanfic so bit busy. Plus school's starting up again...-.-
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Chapter 30: Mountains Part1
'There it is Cain, as soon as you open that door, everything will begin to return to you...' Mirror stated as the stopped in front of a door.
It was almost transparent, like glass, except it shimmered. Felix reached out to it with shaking hands.
'Good Luck.' Mirror bowed his head before disappearing into the darkness.
Felix flinched as he heard the gate shut. He could hear whispers echoing about his head, voices, feelings, ghostly touches and fleeting faces. He tightened his hand on the door knob before opening it.
He screamed as he was suddenly enveloped in a blinding white light. He felt his body grow smaller and his hair grow longer. His body became encased in vanilla colored robes. Blue trim with silver symbols Felix couldn't recognize. His voice grew higher pitched and sounded smaller. Bells jingled and he saw bells tied to his ankles and right sleeve. His black shoes faded away to form dirty white sandals. His sleeves were huge, hiding most of his arms.
Felix sniffed and he realized he was crying terribly, small hiccups and sobs bouncing around the air like bees as his eyes shut tight. Wind blew into his face and made his tears feel cold and sticky against his face. His knee stung like he had scratched it up and Felix felt warmth spread across his back. Light flitted underneath his eyelids and he heard swaying and crows.
"Oh Cain, did you fall again?" A warm voice sighed and he felt himself huff indignantly and wipe his nose.
"N-No, I didn't fall." He lied and rubbed his puffy red eyes before opening them.
Felix held in a gasp.
Auburn hair met his gaze, along with a pair of strangely familiar violet eyes. Her face was large in comparison to his small body, but he was sure even in his adult body he'd never be able to smile so widely and remain genuinely happy or amused. Her skin was the color of chestnuts, so unlike his own. A birthmark the size of a shilling was at the crook of her neck, Felix remembered it. She smelled like cinnamon and bread dough, also a bit of mint. She always carried mints in her pocket. He remembered. Her apron was rugged and patched up, but underneath was dark blue robes similar in shape to his own; purple and white symbols trimming the edges.
"Oh really?" She raised an eyebrow with a slight chuckle as she gingerly brought up his knee to get a better look at the scrape, "And what would Mirror tell me?"
Felix felt his eyes widen, and burn slightly. A familiar voice, except younger, laughed.
'I fell TRYING to climb the tree!' Mirror echoed.
"Hey! I did climb the tree!" Felix felt himself retort.
"Cain, if you're going to fight with yourself; be nice." The woman laughed at the paradox she had.
Felix blushed openly, "Yes Momma..."
His mother...Felix's real mother. He had his mother's hair, and her personality. He could remember her now, and he wondered how he could've forgotten the warm woman in front of him.
"Let's go inside, my little baba." She smiled like honey and moved to let him see the landscape.
Silvery azure and violet mountains sparkled wherever he turned, snow like ice cream covered their tops in a white blanket as the slowly descending sun cast downward shadows to define the stony features. It couldn't be later than 11:00.
The sky almost matched the blue mountains, only that they were more vibrant and contrasted by large white clouds that made Felix feel like flying, if only to lay on top of them. Happiness filled his chest as he thought of floating on the clouds, a childish giggle escaping his lips. His mother looked down in amused questioning and Felix just scampered up ahead.
The ground was mostly bare beneath his feet, but occasionally a crunch would signal a patch of wayward snow drift or dead grass. Felix recalled the hard times when their gardens perished from the harsh conditions, or when his goat died from a mountain lion's attack. Mirror hadn't been quick enough to save him...
Wait, what was he thinking? What could Mirror do anyway?
"Constance! Have you seen my razor anywhere?" A low and somewhat wise sounding voice shook off the mountain.
Felix looked towards where it was coming from and saw the cottages. It was father's own design, two separate cottages conjoined to form a large one. It was a mountain mansion, and had taken years to build. Just in time for his birthdate. Moss built up on the bottom half of the house and slowly dissipated as the altitude increased. Every part of the house was heavy. Heavy blond bricks, heavy dusty gray doors, thick and heavy windows and deep set manila walls. Dusty cold floors and the scent of melting candles permeating the air like his mother's perfume and his father's cigar smoke.
Why hadn't he remembered any of this? It was so hard to forget.
"In the cupboard, second shelf on the left." Felix's mother replied with a laugh, "Really Adam you have to learn to remember these things. I have a husband who's 29 and already has symptoms of memory loss!"
Felix grasped his mother's hand and moved his other hand to his lips, his mouth attaching itself around his thumb. He really was glad to have kicked that habit. He stepped through the doorway imperiously though, despite his almost girlish appearance. His father set down the paper and smiled.
It was more like a smirk; Felix had found where he'd received his smile, also his snow white skin and golden eyes. However he didn't have his father's bouncy blond curls. If you put Adam Summet and Constance Summet side-by-side you probably wouldn't be able to tell they were married unless they had their small little boy in-between, proving the existence of their love despite having grown up in completely different societies.
His mother had been a farmer's daughter in India, grown up in the sun basked fields and rolling hills of sand. She still smelled like the earth despite having lived in the mountains for many years since then. His father was a British lord, a wealthy man who sailed often and smelt of the sea and marshes. They visited his homeland once; Felix got to see the vast green and cloudy atmosphere. It was a bit suffocating really. Surrounded by darkness like that.
One night, a vicious beast with the body of a human, yet fangs of a bat had come after him. Then disappeared as Mirror came to the rescue...
"Papa, what does Mirror do again?" Felix asked.
His father smiled and ruffled Felix's hair, "Well, he protects you...I've said it before. Mirror is a part of you, he has every right to be there and have control from time to time, usually in your best interest. My Mirror is the same way, only comes out when called or when I need him. They work similar to how a death scythe would work. Cutting through anything in the blink of an eye...it's a powerful gift Cain, use it wisely."
His father grabbed his razor from the cupboard and started brushing some foamy white stuff all over his tiny bits of hair on his chin. Felix thought he looked silly and didn't understand why he had to put on the foam.
"But...Mirror never does that Papa...and all I have is scary dreams." Felix pouted.
His mom chuckled and ruffled his hair lovingly, "You're still young. Your power will grow as you grow. Sweet little baba."
She picked him up out of nowhere and squeezed him. He felt himself almost choke and struggled to escape his mother's grip. When he finally did he huffed before going upstairs to his room.
He kicked open his door a bit angrily and blinked as he saw a tall young man with long black hair and weird clothes in his room, a large metal object sitting to the wall.
Felix sucked in a breath to scream for his papa when the man disappeared after jumping out the window. He frowned in concern before looking into his mirror and seeing his reflection.
"Say Mirror, who do you think that was?"
'I think we're imagining things Cain.'
Felix felt the foreboding feeling of dread wash over the walls like cascading water from a waterfall. He didn't like this.
He didn't like this one bit.
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"Cain, what's wrong?" Constance asked her son.
He'd been quiet for almost the entire meal, only replying when asked something directly. Not to mention his favorite meal (eggs) was right in front of him and he had yet to take a bite.
Constance was used to having Adam tease her about being a worrywart about her son's well being, but she could see the worry in her husband's golden gaze.
'I saw a guy in my bedroom.' Mirror answered for him.
Cain huffed angrily at his other half having given away his secret. His mother's eyes widened as did his father's. They both shared a look before Adam got up before kneeling down by Felix.
"What did this man look like?"
Cain thought for a moment before tolling his eyes over to meet his dad's.
"Well...he had really weird clothes. Kind of like the ones I wear once in a big while. Those weird square boxy black su...su...suits! Yeah, he was wearing a suit...he had black hair like the rocks we find outside..."
"Obsidian sweetheart." Constance grinned.
"Yeah, then he was wearing weird picture frames around each of his eyes, and his eyes were REAL yellowish, kind of like Papa's but they had circles in them."
Adam looked up at his wife with nervous eyes she took a shuddery breath before picking up her son.
"You're getting really big honey. Come on, I'll tuck you in."
Felix nodded and closed his eyes, leaning on his mother's broad shoulders. As they reached his door Felix looked up.
"Mama?"
"Hn. What is it my little baba?" Constance kissed his brow as she set him down into his bed.
"Is that man dangerous? Is he coming back?"
His mother paused for a moment before smiling and sitting on Felix's bed, sitting him up so he was leaning against her. Moonlight made the room a magical shade of blue, the candle behind them dim enough not to affect the ethereal feeling of the air.
"Cain, look over there. What do you see?"
Felix followed her pointing finger to the full moon looming over the mountains. He always loved to see it it the morning, when the sun woke him up. He was somewhat of a heavy sleeper. The silver mountains caked with violet and blue sparkled in the moonlight. A coyote howled in the distance, and soon other lonely voices were singing along.
"The moon." Felix replied.
"That's right. Surrounded by stars the moon gives light to the evading darkness of night. It's the reminder that there's always another morning...I want you to remember that."
Felix nodded and she kissed the top of his red hair.
"Mama, is Grandma really watching me from up there?"
Constance smiled, "Yes, and Great Uncle Georgie, Grandpa Oliver, Cousin Xavier...their eyes watch us from above. Protecting us. Just as Mirror protects you. So when your feeling scared baba, all you need to do is look at the moon and the stars...and remember."
Felix looked up and saw sparkles in his mother's eyes. Her tears falling like diamonds into the dusty floor.
"Mama?"
She wiped her eyes before pulling Felix even tighter to her chest, cradling him as if he'd disappear into dust were she to let him go. He didn't understand why she was squeezing him so, but he gripped her shirt as she started rocking with him back and forth.
"My baba, my baby boy...you're safe. You'll always be safe. I'll protect you...I promise. My baby..." She sniffed before laying him down and tucking him in.
She kissed his face about a million times before blowing out the candle. Felix didn't understand why, but she simply said all the kisses in the world just weren't enough.
A/N: I feel sad...as in painfully sad writing this chapter.