Snippet #1552057

Sebastian Grimlocke

"Hey! Get back here, mold-head!"
"Yeah mold-head! It'll be hard to hide with that smurf-hair of yours!"

Sebastian panted as he ran down the street, a group of three boys chasing after him. Sadly for the poor boy, it was the same routine every day. Go to school, get bullied, run away and hide. Sometimes they would find him, sometimes they wouldn't. For whatever reason though, today they seemed a little more vicious than usual. Sebastian looked behind him to see the boys getting closer and closer. Crap, they're gaining on me! Oh, why'd you have to give me blue hair of all things, Papa Time? Suddenly, he ducked into a coffee shop. He knew he didn't have much time, so he ducked under the first table he saw.

Luckily, the table had a single occupant, who was sleeping the day away...or rather, night, since it was beginning to get dark outside....

Feliciano Alexei

"Hey, that tickles...." Felix mumbled in his sleep, unknowing of the young boy hiding under his table. However, he was woken up by the sound of a door slamming. "Hm?" Felix opened his eyes, and sleepily looked over to where to the sound was coming from. Incidentally, his eyes locked with those of three boys, who looked like they were going to be trouble. True to thier demeanor, they marched over to where Felix was sitting.

"Hey, you seen a kid with blue hair?" They asked gruffly. Felix shook his head. The one who looked like the leader of the three began to look furious. Then, without warning, he punched Felix in the face. Felix held up his hand as an employee went to come over.

"Was that really necessary? Geez..." Felix said casually, frowning at the boy. "I don't know what your problem is, but your mamma sure didn't teach you any manners." At the impudent look on the boys face, Felix began to get a very rare look (for him) on his face in response; a cold, menacing glare, a glare that is more commonly seen from Hades....
"Leave. I don't beat up on little kids, but you sure are tempting me to make an exception...." Scared by the glare, the three boys left, grumbling on thier way out.

"A-are they gone?" Came a voice from under the table, very soft and slightly apologetic.

Felix looked down between his legs to see a face, looking quite relieved at him. Felix nearly leaped out of his seat in surprise. "Woah! Where'd the hell you come from?!? And get away from there, don't you have any sense of decency?!?"

"S-sorry!" Sebastian apologised as he hurriedly got out from under the table. "T-thanks for saving my butt back there, though. Those kids are always picking on me." He blushed as he said this.

"No prob, dude. Hey, wait...don't I know you?" Felix smiled, but when he thought he recognised him he looked at him more closely. "Yeah, yeah! We used to live together! Remember, at the orphanage? You're Sebby, the little kid who alwas got picked on because of your hair....which hasn't changed all that much, I see. Haha, good times! Remember when me and my bro used to bail you out, like, every day?"

"Yeah..."

"Hey, don't look so down. Bailing you out gave us an excuse to be able to hang out with you. You know how old Mother Hen was about seperating ages...." Mother Hen was thier name for the old caretaker at the orphanage.

"You're right, thanks! Hey..." Sebastian looked at Felix strangely, as if he just realised something. "Don't we need to be somewhere?" He asked.

Felix turned his head and looked out the window. "Yeah....yeah, I do. I wonder why? In any case, since we both need to be there, why don't we go together?" Felix smiled ad stood up. He held out his hand for the other boy, who refused, saying, "I'm not little anymore, you know. Thanks though." Felix shrugged and walked on, answering, "Your loss."

They left the coffee shop, running to try to get out of the rain. They found themselves in a park, with thier respective ancestors before them.

"Yo, Grandpa Hades, sup!" Felix called, waving out to his gloomy ancestor. Felix received a chilling glare in response. Felix smiled warmly back, until he was hit by some kind of light. What....?

Suddenly, he felt it. A warmth, a comfort, a......bonded feeling. There was really no other way to describe it, this feeling of being tied to someone else. As he stared forward and barely heard what the gods and goddesses had to say about the bonds, he was trying his hardest to contain himself. He felt it rising...the panic, suffocating him in its intensity. He felt trapped, like some animal that had been caught in a beartrap, unable to move and unable to help itself. For all his smiles and laughs, he was actually a very introverted person. He never really cared to learn much about others, and now here he was, forced to do the very thing he was most afriad of....

He hardly noticed when they were transported to a lounge. His mind completely blown, he wordlessly took a seat.

Sebastian Grimlocke

"Papa Time!" Sebastian had wanted to run forward and hug his great-grandfather, but he was stopped by a spiral. All of a sudden, time was flowing, stopped, and flying by, all at the same time. Sebastian could feel it as if time itself was what flowed through his veins, instead of mortal blood. The sheer power of it sent him to his knees. However, just as quickly as it had begun, it ended. Sebastian could only gasp at the memory of it. Is this how Papa Time always feels? And....who was that pretty lady with him? He added as an afterthought. However, before he knew it, the gods and goddesses were explaining everything, and then he was transported to a lounge.

Shaking his head, more to clear away his dizziness from transporting than anything, he glanced over to see the girl he had been paired with. She was wiping her eyes, and she seemed very sad. Sebastian walked over to her, leanded down, and offered her his hand.

"I-I'm Sebastian. T-though, such a grand name doesn't really f-fit a little guy like me, so you can call me S-Sebby if you want." Sebastian stuttered, suddenly very nervous. "U-uhm, Nice to meet you. I think I-I'm babbling..."