A/ N: Because I was thinking a lot about him. They all belong to me!
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Death had just finished talking to his son through one of his minions. The conversation didn't go very well as he expected Tenebrae constantly opposed him. The king of the End realm was aware of his son's desire to set himself free from what he perceived as oppression. Tenebrae wasn't wrong. Death ruled his kingdom with an iron fist, which was necessary if he wanted to preserve the fabric of the universe. The deity was tense since he learned Life and the Realm of All Beginnings were attacked. Who would be powerful enough to kill Lux and cause serious damage to Life herself? Not many entities could. He went to visit Time himself but came back empty-handed. Time didn't orchestrate the attack. What would be the point in killing Life if not to disrupt the whole universe? What would he gain from such an action? Nothing. Their conversations, however, hinted strongly at Death being the potential real target or his son.
Nobody expected Death to have an heir. What would be the point if he was the end game? Tenebrae's existence was itself a threat to many who believed that the prince was vastly powerful, if not more powerful than his father and viewed his relationship with Lux as being potentially threatening their entire existence. Who could blame them? Time himself decided that Death and Life couldn't fraternize and act on their feelings. Lux and Tenebrae, whenever they touched, caused sparkles of unknown consequences. What could happen if they both had an offspring? Death couldn't ignore the fact that many weren't happy with him having a son, which prompted him to observe Tenebrae from afar. He wouldn't physically be there unless one of his spies informed him of an impending threat that went beyond his son's power but he would keep an eye on him. While Tenebrae would ask the Keeper of Secrets, Death decided to keep investigating. Time was off the table, but he knew of another powerful entity who could have had a say in his son's and Life's son's destiny. Fate.
He rode his undead Stallion « to Fate's realm. A green palace of pure delight, with an architecture made of the finest glass one, could ever see. It was empty for she didn't have a court like Life or Death. It was just filled with intricate floral designs and extinct animals that were free to frolic in the place. The throne room, where Fate received the rare visitors she actually had -unlike her husband, Time who was always requested- had a throne made of glass and was wearing a long green sleeveless dress. Her skin was beige, her hair was shoulder lengthed and styled in a bob cut and parted in the middle. She was wearing a golden crown made of leaves, à la roman and her eyes were green orbs. As she saw the King of the End Realm, a soft smirk crept on her crimson lips.
« I was expecting you'd come earlier than that. »
« Spare me your sarcasm, Fate. You know very well why I am here. »
Death slightly bowed in front of her in order to pay homage to the queen who lifted her eyebrows but smiled at him nonetheless. He was handsome in his leather coat; with his long white hair teasing the small of his back. His black eyes stared into the green orbs of the deity whose grin grew larger. She leaned her elbow against her lap and bent forward a little bit.
« I do know, indeed. I have some answers for you but I am not sure you would want to listen to what I have to say. »
« Try me. » -He said, crossing his arms over his large chest. He curbed a brow, waiting for her to play his mind like she always did.-
Fate was extremely powerful, she wasn't as powerful as Death per say, but her power wasn't to be underestimated since she could influence the very existence of those gods. While the Keeper of Secret knew everything about everything and everyone but was limited by the « one question only » rule, Fate could predict the future and decide whether or not she wanted it to happen. While her influence was more effective on humans, she still could have a way to intervene in divine matters and was feared and respected by the gods for this very reason. She could mess up with your life, force you to endure a fate that was worse than what was supposed to happen. No wonder Death threaded carefully with her. She grinned at him, her eyes flashing a bright green light before she leaned back into her throne and shrugged her shoulders.
« Well... Let's begin with something you already know. Your son and Life's daughter's lives are entwined. They share a bond that nobody could destroy, not even you...or me. We could say that fate brought them together. » -She claimed-
« Time warned me that we shouldn't fraternize. Our children can't be together... » -He observed, eliciting a frown from the goddess.-
« Have you asked yourself why Time decided something so arbitrary when he himself, fraternized with /me /? » It made Death curb a brow.
« What do you mean? » -He commanded but she brushed him off with another shrug-
« All I'm saying is that Tenebrae and Lux cannot be torn apart and shouldn't. Yes, I know you're wondering why I am telling you this but You know I refuse to reveal what lies in the future. At least, not all of it. »
She winked at him and stood up. Death was staring at her, cold and unreadable as he didn't want her to guess his feelings and act on it. Fate was undeniably gorgeous but it wasn't her beauty that troubled the pale god, no, it was her cryptic words about his son. He watched, unimpressed, as the goddess feather touched his strong arm and leaned her forehead against his shoulder.
« Are you suggesting that they were attacked because Life and I separated our children? » He questioned. Fate grinned and tapped his shoulder.
« It wasn't just your responsibility. Someone else had a hand to play and if you keep looking, you will soon see the whole picture. » She then furrowed her brows. « I am doing you a favor here. I want you to succeed. Those who attacked Life and killed Lux would come back, stronger, far stronger than you can imagine. »
« Do I know them? » She looked up to his eyes and nodded quietly. « Who are they? »
« I cannot say their names. » She started with, biting her bottom lip but Death lost patience and grabbed her shoulders.
« Enough with your games, Fate! Our children lives are at stakes. Life barely brought her own daughter to Life and if I lose my son...Tell me who my enemies are. »
« I cannot do this. I can, however, twist my fundamental rule to help you find the answer yourself. You do need to follow the children and ensure they get to the Keeper of Secrets safe and sound. They aren't aware yet of the great dangers that would come their way and Lux hasn't been fully restored and is dependent on your son. Tenebrae and Lux are the keys..our only true saviors. They must /not/ die. They must not. »
She stopped pretending for a moment and a brief flash of anguish and fear actually crossed her eyes. Death realized that the goddess was genuinely scared. He had never seen her act like this or twist her own rules to give him enough information about the situation. While she didn't directly point at him, she did accuse Time of being behind the attacks and the rule against Life and Him being able to love one another. It didn't make sense to him at first, but he kept the information somewhere in his mind. He would come after Time once he was sure his child was safe and Life came back from her self-imposed coma. He stroked Fate's cheek with the back of his cold hand and turned around.
« Thank you for your words. I will make sure they safely get to the keeper of Secret and stay alive. »
« You don't know who you are up against. There are forces that are far more powerful than you when combined... or alone. I wish your kids to survive and for Life to return to us but... » She said, allowing her fingers to trace the heard lines of his leather-clad back. « You could die...We... could die. Play your part carefully. Be smart. »
« Always. Farewell Fate. I hope to see you again soon. »
He said as he left her realm. As he rode his pallid stallion, Death was processing the words of Fate. If she was right, then he had more questions to ask that he thought he had.
-TBC-
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