DOYA: the thomas

Doya : « The Thomas »

A/N : Here I am, explaining why Sarah and Joshua are so important to Oya and why she's freaking out because of Joshua's potential death.

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Sarah had not been sleeping well ever since Joshua's friend Jordan called her. All her life, she had been expecting for her phone to ring and tell her that her baby brother died doing his job. It was the same guttural fear that clung to her guts ever since she discovered that her father was a hunter. She dropped her phone, told her husband and kids she had to leave on a quick trip to see Joshua because he was very sick but the never-ending stream of tears betrayed her fear. All she remembered from the conversation she had with Jordan was that Joshua was fighting for his life, but there was little to no chance he would make it. She flew to Phoenix, waited with Jordan for the surgeon to come back only to hear that Joshua had been mangled so badly that they didn't expect him to survive the night. That was when she called Oya. As instinctively as it was for her to breathe, telling her sister that their brother was about to die felt natural. After all, Oya was family wasn't she?

Everything went fast in the blonde's head as she spoke to the ebony hunter. Flashes from distant memories forced their way into her brain. She could see their late mother's smile as she held Joshua in her arms and showed him to his older sister. How tired their mother looked that day, so tired but so happy to have been able to hold her son in her arms. She passed away a week after she delivered Joshua, « medical complications » said the doctors with guilt in their voices. Henri Thomas, a single father of two children decided it would be best if they were aware of the underworld. He taught them everything he knew, trained them from a very young age how to protect themselves and turned them, when they were teenagers, into perfectly capable hunters. Sarah had always refused to follow the path of the Hunter; She had always refused to become one and live a miserable life like her father. Despite his beautiful speeches, Henri was lonely. His wife was dead, his kids were growing up and she refused to have the same destiny like her father. So when Oya arrived in their lives, Sarah had already made up her mind about Hunter's life.

It didn't prevent the three of them to get along very well. Sarah mothered both of them, and while she met her husband and settled for the normal human life she couldn't truly be oblivious of the supernatural world. So she kept training, she kept getting prepared just in case. Henri died and Oya was nowhere to be found. Truth be told, Sarah and Joshua didn't search for her either, after all, they had lives to lead, right? Right? So why did it hurt when she received the first call in ages from her « childhood sister »? why did it hurt to know that Oya had been in the US and not once did she think she could reach out to them? Why didn't she come to the funeral of their father? Sarah had resented Oya for her absence, but she also realized that only Oya understood her. No matter how hard she tried to fit in, her very nature surfaced when in danger. She had to tell the truth to her family, opening the eyes of her babies and her dear husband to the reality of this world. She had to welcome this dangerous lifestyle again in her life and admit to herself that she regretted her choice to reject the hunter's life. The memory of her argument with Oya came back too, the tears, the anger, the angst, the sorrow. Sarah missed her father, she missed him a lot and she wanted him to be proud of her. It took a big argument to have her realize that he was actually proud of the path she chose, she made the life she wanted for herself, regardless of the actual dangers looming over her existence. He was proud and she didn't hate hunters as she thought she did.

For Joshua, it had been different; He had always loved Oya and felt similarities between the two of them. Knowing she was in the US made him happy because he knew that someone else than his sister, someone he considered family was back and in the business. He became very prolific as a hunter, just like his father and for the countless lives he saved, he built himself a solid reputation of an excellent hunter.. so why... why didn't he notice the monster that attacked him? Why did he let it mangle him to the point of his face being unrecognizable? Why didn't he defeat the creature like the others he did defeat? He didn't have an answer to this question. He wouldn't have an answer to this question. His soul was in purgatory, in between the world of the living and the world of the dead. All he knew was that he was living over and over again the moment he met Jessica, his fiancée but in this specific loop, she was dying over and over, leaving him crippled with anguish over her dead corpse. He couldn't hear his sister's voice calling him, asking him to come back to her. He couldn't hear the sad voice of doctors who didn't know if he was alive or dead and were hoping he would make it. All he knew was that Jessica was dead.

Sarah did not count the days that went between the moment she called Oya and the moment Oya told her she had just arrived in town. Relief overwhelmed the blonde who ran her hand through her messy locks. Oya was here and with her there would have some resolution. As far as she remembered, Oya always found a creative way to save them. She always found a way to protect them. It might seem ridiculous at this point when there was nothing left but despair, and yet, Sarah felt relieved. She knew that no matter what, Oya would find out WHO or WHAT attacked her brother and she would get rid of it She would avenge him if she couldn't save him and it was enough to soothe the aching soul of the blonde. What else could she do, if not wish for her brother's soul to find peace? She was hoping Joshua would either wake up or die but not remain in a coma. She was hoping Oya would do what she was unable to do: make them pay for what they did to the Thomas family. Oya came, after all, she came.

-TBC-