Changing Sky
SnowyScales
Xanxus and his Varia were in the middle of battle, in a quickly deserted street in Rome, when he noticed the civilian standing at the entrance of the street. The civilian with a baby. He launched himself over the car he was using as cover, and rushed the civilian man.
"Get down!" he barked at the man, shoving him and the baby behind some debris. Making sure the civilian had done what he was told, Xanxus threw himself back out into the fire fight, fists blazing with orbs of flame.
He slammed the ball of flames into one of Ragno Famiglia trash, and launched himself at the next opponent as the smoking corpse fell to the ground. Nearby, Squalo took out several of the Ragno members as they tried to rush him all at once, sword flashing quick like lightning.
Eventually there were no more enemies to fight, and Xanxus and Squalo stopped, still ready to start fighting again. Xanxus' intuition screamed.
Something wasn't right.
That's when they heard the piercing wail of a terrified child. As one, Xanxus and Squalo whirled around to face the direction that Xanxus had stashed the civilians that had accidentally walked in on the battle.
Several Ragno scum had taken advantage of the fights chaotic nature in order to sneak around behind them, and take the two civilians captive. The child cried loudly in the cruel grip of one of the men, while another held the half-conscious adult. A third stood between them, while two more flanked them.
"Give up, Varia, or they die," said the third, smirking cruelly.
Xanxus snarled, a ball of Wrath flames growing in his hand. The man's smirk grew wider, and the one holding the child levelled a knife at their throat. The civilian man became very still.
"Teddy!" he cried out, trying to break free of his captors grip. The Ragno member hit him across the face, making his slump again, head hanging to the ground.
"Stop hiding behind civilians, and fight me like the men you aren't, trash!" Xanxus snarled at them, fists clenching. The man holding the child pressed the knife into the child's neck, and the baby began to wail louder as blood began to well down their neck.
The civilian adult twitched at the screaming of the baby. He lifted his head, fury-filled eyes bleeding orange.
"How. Dare. You. Hurt. My. SON!" The orange bled into his hair, and then the civilian was wreathed in orange flames. Sky flames. He slammed his head into his captors nose, and broke free as the man screamed from the unexpected pain. Blood gushing from his broken nose.
While the Ragno were distracted by the sudden Activation of a civilian Sky, Xanxus and Squalo rushed in to engage them. Squalo headed for the middle Ragno, running him through with ease, before decapitating the one who'd been flanking the civilian. Xanxus quickly took out the Ragno holding the child, grabbing the crying baby from the trash as they fell. He cradled the child to his chest, and removed the head of the other Ragno with a well-placed fireball. The Ragno suffering from the headbutt was incinerated by the civilian's flames.
Squalo caught the civilian as his flames winked out, and he stumbled from the sudden fatigue. He held the new Sky up as Xanxus approached with the baby. The gruff Varia leader held the child out to it's father.
"I believe this belongs to you," he said. The other Sky's lips twitched in what would have been a smile, as he took the precious bundle from Xanxus.
"Thank you for saving him," he said, smiling down at the baby as he comforted him, wiping tears and snot from the child's face.
Xanxus stilled at the words. In the past year, his Words had changed multiple times. And the words this unknown civilian Sky had just spoken, were the ones now written on his skin. He caught the civilian's arm, pulling off his wristguard despite their angry complaint, to read the Words written there. Get down! Stared back at him in orange text.
He let their wrist go, and staring straight into their eyes, he rolled up his sleeve, and offered him his arm. Delicate fingers brushed over the Words there, and pulled back. The civilian, a stunned look in his eyes, swallowed thickly.
"My names Xanxus Vongola," Xanxus said quietly, calmly. The last thing he wanted was to frighten off his soulmate. The other man was staring at him in shock.
"I… I'm Harry. Potter. Harry Potter," he stuttered out. Xanxus gave his soulmate – his soulmate! – a wild, roguish grin.
"It is an absolute pleasure to have finally made your acquaintance," Xanxus said, dredging up remnants of his early childhood etiquette classes. Harry squeaked and blushed a delightful shade of red, which Xanxus eyed with smug possessiveness. This was his soulmate.
Neither paid attention to Squalo, slapping his face with his hand in the background. 'So corny, boss, oh my god. This is so embarrassing to listen to and watch,' the swordsman thought. He coughed into his fist.
"Uh, boss, sorry to interrupt your… moment… but we need to get Mr Potter and the child to Varia Headquarters, so we can debrief him on flames," the Rain Guardian interjected. When he got back to the mansion, he was getting drunk. While he was proud of how Xanxus had grown over the last few years, he never wanted to see that look on his bosses face again. Alcohol would hopefully wipe the horrifying memory of Xanxus being courteous from his brain. Luss was never going to believe this.
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so this is my longest chap so far for, like, all of my Fated Skies multiverse fics. writing fight scenes is harrrd!