Chào các bạn! Vì nhiều lý do từ nay Truyen2U chính thức đổi tên là Truyen247.Pro. Mong các bạn tiếp tục ủng hộ truy cập tên miền mới này nhé! Mãi yêu... ♥

(4) - Xisuma Vs. His Brother

Evil Xisuma POV

It was the server-wide end-of-season party, and everyone was there. All of the hermits, the Alter-Egos, mostly consisting of Grians and Evil X. The supposedly 'evil' clone of Xisuma had been living with Grian the whole season, and no one but him had noticed his presence in the world. Until now. It was hard not to notice his presence when everyone was moving around and socializing with each other. However, no one really talked to EX, choosing to give him a wide berth. The exception was Grian, of course. Everyone else was too afraid of him apparently. 

"EX! Come on! I want to show you something!" Grian came over to the corner EX was hiding in. They had agreed not to use his real name while around the hermits. EX allowed Grian to pull him to the center of the building that had been constructed for the event. EX saw that a statue had been built of the hermits, all of them. "Look!" Grian pointed to a smaller, less noticeable figure near Grian. "I added you last minute so you would be included. I don't know if anyone has noticed yet."

"Thank you Grian," EX thanked, touched by the fact that Grian would think of him when making the statue. 

"Evil X! What are you doing here!" Xisuma demanded, coming up behind EX and Grian.

EX turned to face him, "celebrating the end of the season, isn't it obvious?"

"How long have you been in this world?" Xisuma asked, unmistakably angry, and his voice rising with each word. He had drawn the attention of the hermits, who formed a circle around the three people, waiting to see how it played out.

"Since the beginning of the season, brother" EX hissed the last word with such venom that Xisuma had to take a step back. 

"And where have you been all season?" Xisuma retaliated. EX turned back to the statue, unwilling to answer the question.

"He's been living with me in my base, Xisuma." Grian interrupted, crossing his arms. 

"Grian! He's called EVIL Xisuma for a reason! Why would you shelter him? Xisuma was fuming now, EX could hear it in his voice.

"So? Just because someone was evil in the past doesn't mean they are evil now!" Grian defended.

"Do you know what he has done! He is evil, and he can't change! Evil X ha-"

"Stop," EX whispered, his shoulders shaking from held back sobs. "Why don't you use my proper name, Xisuma." he continued, effectively shutting everyone up.

"Fine, Evil Xisuma has no place in this world." Xiusma corrected. 

"Still not it. Don't tell me you've forgotten my name, brother?" EX sneered.

"I know it!" Xisuma defended himself, though he sounded unsure. 

"Then what is it?" EX asked, already knowing the answer.

"Uhhhh..."

"Grian, would you mind helping him out?" EX asked, turning to face Xisuma again.

Grian looked like he wanted to punch something. "Xanthius. Your brother's name is Xanthius, Xisuma!" 

"See hermits!" Xanthius mocked, "Your precious admin doesn't even know his brother's name!" Xanthius turned to walk away.

"At least I wasn't disowned for joining the enemy!" Xisuma sneered

Xanthius whirled back around, "Excuse me?" He asked indignantly

"You left us for the watchers! Then had the nerve to come back after the war was over and you had won! I'm glad I cut off your wings. You are no brother of mine," Xisuma hissed. Gasps could be heard from the hermits who had been silent up until this point. 

"You're right, Xisuma. We're not family. I have a new one."

"With who?"

Xanthius walked over to Grian, "Who do you think? Now, I'm leaving."

"As am I." Grian turned to the door, starting to walk away, letting the concealment of his wings fade away, which were light brown, the same color as his hair, ignoring the disbelief of the hermits.

Xanthius, too, turned to walk away, before looking back at Xisuma, "Oh, and the wings you cut off? Well, the watchers regrew them for me," He said, letting the concealment of his wings fade, opening his pure white wings.

As he was leaving, Xanthius heard Tango say, "Pure white wings mean that the person will never do anything intentionally wrong." It was quiet, but the silent hermits, it was loud and clear.

The End

It's a shorter one shot, but I am really happy with it, and I may make this an AU. At some point I am going to put a chapter with a bunch of my AUs there at the beginning of the book, so you guys have some context. I will also put the names of the one-shots in that AU, so if you like a particular one, you can find it easily

Thanks for Reading!

~Niza

P.S. I am excited for the next one, which is partially written, it will have ANGST >:~>

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro