Night time at the academy . Abby ascended the stairs towards the rooftop of the cafeteria. The night air was cool against the skin, the city lights below casting elongated shadows that stretched into the darkness. She reached the top and stepped out, the wind tagging gently at her uniform. There he was, standing at the edge where the night sky stretched above and the academy sprawled.
"Damian" she said softly, turning to face him. "You're already here, thank you for coming"
He nodded as he turned around, keeping his expression calm. "What is it you want to talk about"
Abby's gaze flickered downwards for a moment, hesitant, before meeting his eyes. "Firstly, I'm sorry for getting mad at you I know...."
"You don't have to be, I'm also sorry for how I spoke and disregarded our friendship. I really do see you as a friend" he said bowing slightly as he apologized, Abby was not expecting this, she was taken aback.
"By the way what was it you wanted to discuss"
She hesitated for a moment before she said
"You always look like th world is miles away from you" she said carefully as she approached him slowly.
"Maybe because it is" he said flatly
She drew a breath "I asked about your family earlier today, you warned me off. But ..."
"What did you find " he asked
"Elowen Reach"
Damian calm expression, slowly turned cold.
"I do not want to talk about that place" he said turning away
"Please, Damian. Ever since I saw you I've always seen that, those eyes of yours carry so much pain"
"I've buried those pain"
"Doesn't mean it's no longer there"
He gave no response
"Look Damian, you're not just some shadow on the battlefield. You're a person. And maybe If you let someone in ... this pain won't consume you"
"I never said the pain was consuming me"
"You don't have to, I've stared at yours eyes way to long to know that it is, carry such burden alone will only crush Damian... Please"
Nothing again. But then .... He spoke
"They threw me a birthday"
His voice was like a broken glass wrapped in velvet
"There was celebration, laughter. My sister even made me a crown from dried flowers"
A pause
" They said I made their live brighter, better. That I gave them hope. That the loved me"
He gave a small painful chuckle
"Do you know what it's like to watch the same people you love smile as they sacrifice you?"
Abby stared, speechless not knowing what to say, not fully understanding what he meant.
"They said it was for peace. That I was pure enough to feed that ... Thing. That my death would mean their salvation "
His hands trembled for a second.
Then they stilled.
"They called it a gift.... So I have them mine" he said as the air stilled.
"Shadow. Glass. and Silence "
"Y...you destroyed Elowen Reach" she said piecing his words together.
"Elowen Reach betrayed me.... But now you know. Don't ask about my past again"
" I'm sorry Damian. I know, I never should have asked in the first place but you're not alone. Not anymore, you said you see me as a friend right" she said getting closer to him as she hugged him from behind.
"Friends are always there for each other, so please let me be hear for you. Let me share a piece of your weight"
Damian stood there frozen, he turned and stared at Abby for a second before saying.
" Do you really want to associate with someone like me... A murderer"
"You're not a murderer, you're a survival"
He looked at her again, long and hard. The mask he wore didn't drop... Completely, but for a moment, Abby swore she saw the boy beneath-- the broken one who had once laughed freely, before the world crushed him.
But suddenly his gaze shifted as he squinted his eyes.
"Did you bring some with you" he suddenly asked. Abby blinked confused and caught off guard by the sudden question.
"What?.... No, it's just us"
"Who are they" she turned to see who he was talking about but saw nothing. However Damian could see two floating blue orb approaching them slowly.
They soon revealed themselves to be No. 1230 and No. 1231.
'How was he able to detect our invisibility skill' they both wondered
"Are you damain" one of them asked
" Yes, why" he said on high alert
"Come with us"
"You guys don't look very friendly so I'll have to reject your offer"
"We won't ask twice, we have orders to bring you"
"And on who's orders" Abby spoke up
"And you are?"
"Abby Solvane "
"Solvane?, is she a Noble Dragon?"
"Why is a Noble Dragon associating her self with a commoner " the two assassins talked amongst themselves
"Doesn't matter, we have orders from Lord Harry himsel. Let's just bring him in"
"We're sorry Mrs. But we'll need your friend to come talk to our seniors"
'mrs?' Damian wondered
"You still haven't answered my question, on who's orders?"
"That doesn't matter right now ma'am" the first guy continued speaking.
'ma'am?' Damian was taking aback by these names.
" I don't want to follow you guys" Damian spoke up
"Heard that?, my friend doesn't wish to come with you... So leave" Abby said her voice ice cold.
" Screw this !!!" The second assassin who hadn't really said anything until now spoke up, seemingly running out of patience "you think I'll just stand here and watch a little girl order me around... I'll be at both of you to a pulp if I have too" he matched angrily towards them. But then....