When the kid you knew is dead
06-14-2017, 12:09 PM
Ganta had started back towards the battlefield in hopes of not sharpening his skills, but in recruiting members for Dragoste. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was to hear a shout to the heavens, a challenge call for his father… a man who was long dead. But stranger still than that was the fact that he sort of knew this voice, though it was a belonged to a phantom at the same time. Much like when Ganta last ran into Shiro he hadn’t expected to hear one of his other siblings… someone other than Forsaken and Enigma. A pang pulled in his heart… could it really be? Sure the brute hadn’t been a littermate… but he was still family, right?
Ganta padded closer, and sure enough it was Draven… his brother from the litter of the other woman… a half-brother… but a sibling none the less. Ganta stood there for a moment, at Draven’s back, unsure of what to say. His brother had went missing along the same time Shiro did… The Hellstrom siege… when all was chaos and hell was coming down. Ganta sighed, finally speaking up to call to the other.
“No use calling for the dead, Draven. Sin Hellstrom is long gone.” The brute shifted uneasily. There was something off… but he couldn’t place it yet. Please, he thought to himself… please let this sibling be normal… |
I'm here without you...