In Arcturus :

The two of them went out of the throne room. Not a word was spoken between. The threat that was there for their planet made their mouth go dry. Nobody knew what was the right thing to do. And not everyone brought to Arcturus can be trusted.

This time the Arcturans who went to find them, only two of them returned. The way to Earth does not open easily. These Arcturans were brave enough to go there and not everyone returns.

They came to a halt in front of two big doors again. These were not as big as the throne room. It was simple in comparison. The door opened gently as they stepped in, both their footsteps heavy just as the weight on their shoulders. But the thing in front of them right now.

That was horrible. Extremely horrible.

Horrible enough to bring out that windshield wiper laugh from Seokjin. They both were laughing so hard that Loeva fell on the floor while laughing, clutching her stomach, and with tears in her eyes. Yes, It is hard to make her laugh. But once she starts laughing, her laughter tolerance is lowered to underground.

A certain Redhead who was standing there was starting at them angrily. "Am I that funny to you guys?! You know, it would be better if you take care of this alien. I would get some rest!" He shouted as his voice was not stable because he was running away from a creature that was kind of cute, but not when it was chasing him. It mostly resembled Arcturans and Humans.  It was not as tall as them. Who knows. That might still be a baby. It sat at his head not letting him run away anywhere. "Who in the name of purple papaya brought this here. How could this be that person who is going to help save our kingdom huh?" He tried to get rid of that creature which was now grabbing his red silk hair in its hand and plucking each strand. They noticed one thing. After plucking something, it kept it in its mouth and ate it?

"Wait, I do think it is helping you," Seokjin said with amusement, still not being able to control his laughter. And Loeva, well she can't even get up from the floor. Every time she does, she makes contact with the floor hard by seeing that certain Red haired male.

"What are you talking about?" The guy said with irritation clear in his voice. No. Not irritation. He was scared. Scared of that so-called alien.

"Look. It is helping you. It is eating all the fleas in your head. I think this Human will be useful for many of us." Seokjin said, totally forgetting the purpose of them being here.

"Oh. It is true though." He paused to observe its action. "But why is he not understanding what we say? Don't all of them do?" He said with confusion written all over his face which was pale because of fear.

"Is it a he or she?" Both of them wondered.

Oh and about Loeva. It wasn't a joke when her laughter tolerance was referred to be below underground. She was still on the floor laughing hard which made Seokjin start round two of laughing.

"What is going on here?!" A voice filled with authority said. "Can't you let a man read in peace!" A Silver head entered the room. Oh and that silver head did had a body. That too a tall one. Eyes filled with intelligence, pointing straight at the Red-haired guy with an amount of hatred that no one could decipher. Silver eyes staring straight through them. If looks could kill, there would be only dead bodies in that room. And it did. He stared at the chandelier above that Red hair's head intently causing it to fall on the Red. Debris flew around them, causing it hard for them to look. If Seokjin didn't know about that Silver guy, he would have thought that he killed him.

The debris cleared causing them to focus on the Redhead whose face was so pale as a white paper, indicating that he was scared beyond his wits. It missed him and the alien in a hair gap, yet it held them prison. "Hey! Why did you put me together with this human? Let me out."

"Human? In your six-year service, you don't know the difference between humans and their animals? Seriously, Hoseok?! This is why I demanded a school for guys like you." The guy with silver hair said. His voice was so harsh that caused both Seokjin and Loeva, who now stopped laughing and were wiping the tears on her cheeks, to look at him in confusion, maybe even anger.

"Namjoon. You don't have to be so harsh to him about this. He didn't do anything wrong. He was just not aware of that creature. Even we were not. Your behavior is not appreciable. Seokjin said, his concern clear towards Hoseok.

"Guys like him should be treated this way. I don't know how you became royals without knowing this." Namjoon said. Hoseok's bright face fell on this. His red eyes stared at Namjoon with a hint of betrayal and hurt.

"I dare you to speak one more word about him like this again," Loeva said. Pronouncing each word hard as if to say that she was not joking. "What are you saying Loeva we are not supposed to treat the–" Loeva cut him off before he could finish his sentence. Her eyes glowing a powerful pink.

"You shall not talk another word about the Laals like that again. I thought you knew better than this being in the position you are." Her powerful aura made him go shut and he stood there awkwardly. But her defending Hoseok didn't make it any better. Hoseok went out of the room, past the two colourful heads looking at him with pity.

He went out of the room, not wanting to do anything with the three. Why Namjoon disliked him this much? Just because of how his hair is? Just because how his eyes are? Just because he doesn't have any magic like him? He scoffed. Those were the only things that were different. He too breathes like him. He too thinks like him. He too eats like him. He does everything just like how an Arcturan does. He has a heart and it sure knows how to hurt. Cause it did that time.

He was so busy thinking that he didn't notice that creature which was there sitting on his shoulders all this time. Its eyes were partly having fear and partly having confusion. It draped its long tail around Hoseok. Like as if it felt him hurting. As if it wanted to comfort him. Hoseok did sense this. He carried that little creature, making it sit in front of him, "Do you feel sorry for me too?" He said tilting his head to the side. "Don't worry, little guy. This happened way too many times. Thank goodness you were not born with Red fur though. They might as well burn you alive with those horrible words and treatment." The creature looked at Hoseok intently.

"They said that we Laals were the gods of this planet. But later when they found out we don't have any powers, that we were harmless, or should I say weak." He paused only to chuckle pitifully on himself. "They started making fun of us. Every time they look at us like a bag of trash." He chuckled again. "Look at me, talking to an animal who wouldn't even understand what I say, Guess I seriously need a talking buddy huh?" That creature went to his lap, hugging his thigh. It seemed like it did understand him. Whatever he said. He slowly took his hand and touched its head. The animal flinched but didn't move. It let him pet. He felt good too. Having a little creature in his hand that showed him more love than what the Arcturans did.

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Far away from the palace...

The cool breeze was blowing down in that chilly night, not even a single soul daring to step out of their warm havens. Only sounds of clashing and heavy pants were heard there. In the middle of that huge field. The grass there was almost up to their knees. The wind blowing through it caused it to sway to their rhythm, seeming like even it was encouraging them, craving to witness the victory.  Just like how he did, standing in the corner. His Red eyes watching the precise movements made by you who relied only on your instincts.

Your swift movements in dodging the sword and attacking the one against you proved how hard you were trying. The other one held his sword against you tight, both of the swords shining in the moonlight. Your eyes reflected the light from the sword, shining brown and confident. You gritted your teeth and applied full force to push him away. Panting heavily as your breath formed clouds, sweat trickled down your jaw even in that cold weather.

In one swift movement, he made your sword fly and land straight on the ground. He pushed you away, hitting you with the back of his sword. His electric blue hair and blue eyes shining together with his blue sword. You fell, as a result, losing the match. You grunted trying to get up, putting your whole effort into making your kegs stand up and face the man in front. Training throughout the day and straight to the night... No one would have enough strength to get up.

"Not even a bit of improvement. Your movements are not fast enough." He said. His voice was colder than the night if that was even possible. His blue hair swaying in the night breeze, which carried his forest-like scent in them. Or is it because he was a deep forest? A maze? A deep mystery which you cannot solve how many times you tried. "Get up." He said.

Those were a simple two words and they were the very hard ones to do every time you fall. Very very simple to say and you were trying. But your body was too worn out from today's training and you just couldn't. Biting your lip to control the tears that threatened to fall, you pushed yourself with all your power.

"Get up, Luane. Don't expect me to say it every time you fall. Some day you must when I am not there beside you." And that said, he hit you again with the back of the sword.

"Get up and fight back." He said. You slowly pulled your knees up gritting your teeth. Your hair stuck to your face was wet due to the sweat. Clutching the dirt below you to have some support, you slowly did get up.

Only to fall again, and this time your body gave in to darkness.

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Back on Earth ...

Ji Ah woke up after a nice slumber, feeling so energetic. It felt too good to sleep without any disturbance. She did all her necessary needs and went down, walking down the stairs while running a hand through her short hair. She went through the hall to the kitchen, humming her favorite song, thinking that Jimin would come out of his room sleepily for a coffee. She can't help but smile at the thought. Oh, and they talked to each other yesterday. She can't wait to see them and how they would be. A cute father and son or an awkward father and son. Whatever is fine as long as they don't fight.

When she came across the hall again, she saw her father sleeping on the couch. She went closer with a smile to wake him up. Her smile faltered a bit, he wasn't sleeping. He was staring just into space. Is he zoning out too? Why both of them are the same?

"Dad. Dad. Daad!" He looked at her. His brown eyes were almost lifeless.

"He didn't come home." He whispered. His voice didn't even come out. "What?" Ji Ah said, confusion written all across her face. "He didn't come home, Ji Ah." He said this time looking straight at her eyes. Those eyes. They held no emotion. The bright passion beneath the brown orbs was completely sucked out. "Don't worry. We will call him okay?" Ji Ah tried to calm him, more like herself.

"You think I didn't?! Damn it. I tried. For more than twenty times. He is not picking the call. I messaged him thinking that he might not even want to talk to me. But he didn't even check those. He is not a person who would ignore the messages." He said keeping his hands on his head. "I am scared, Ji." He said. His last sentence made Ji Ah scared too. Never once she saw fear in those loving eyes. Not even when her mother left.

"I don't want to lose him. I don't want to lose him too..."

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A/N: I was so focused on other characters that the main female lead showed up late. So there we go. In the next chap, you can see more about Luane.

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