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Title: Radiance of the Coming Dawn
Prompt: Back Story/Missing Scene
Rating: (Heavy PG-13)
Content Notes/Warnings: Nathanial’s meeting with his first companion and Guardian, the Half Angel Elhannen ap'Eibhlhin.
Warnings: Mentions of Past Child Abuse, Masochism.
Reinn Anon is the God of light and Angels, Nanqa is the God of Darkness and chaos.
Main Character/s: Nathanial Peter Quele Royale, Elhannen ap'Eibhlhin
Plot: Nathanial’s meeting with his first companion and Guardian, the Half Angel Elhannen ap'Eibhlhin.
Location: Vaen Thyl (Border Forest, Far south)
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You woke to me. The attack had come deep within the night, when you thought yourself safe by the fire you had by your side. But it was that, that had attracted to them to you. It was your heritage, your aura of purity within a forest that was carved from hell. All I could do was watch as the Ancient vampire and his childer attacked you in the dead of night, watch as they tore you apart before my eyes. I am missing something vital, a part of me is gone and it’s been gone for so long now. But I could not leave you like that, no... If I did that I was not meant for this world, so I had stepped forward and used the powers that burned my skin that scarred my hands, and blinded me. Light. Even with all the taint eroding my mind, my heart and my soul, as it leeches the strength from my lungs I could still summon Reinn Anon’s light to me. I had pushed it out from me, a rolling fog taking the glade, a barrier erecting itself to safe guard you. The Vampires hissed and escaped, ran back into the darkness of the forest, where you did not belong.
I spent three days bringing you back from the brink. I had to remove your armor and most of your clothes, and I saw things not meant for my eyes. The hollows, dips and white line scars that you tried to hide, you are ashamed, you are vain. I did not know your name as I worked tirelessly over you, but I knew what you were. I ran fingers down the blood red feathers, feeling the fluff beneath my fingertips. Blood red, no particular deity had such color of wings for their angels. You were pure, you were light, but I could sense it in you, running through your veins, crawling under your skin. You had the taint to. It called to me, like a brother, and I knew you were ashamed, like me. We both were meant to be of light, but you fought harder than me, I could tell.
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Prompt: Back Story/Missing Scene
Rating: (Heavy PG-13)
Content Notes/Warnings: Nathanial’s meeting with his first companion and Guardian, the Half Angel Elhannen ap'Eibhlhin.
Warnings: Mentions of Past Child Abuse, Masochism.
Reinn Anon is the God of light and Angels, Nanqa is the God of Darkness and chaos.
Main Character/s: Nathanial Peter Quele Royale, Elhannen ap'Eibhlhin
Plot: Nathanial’s meeting with his first companion and Guardian, the Half Angel Elhannen ap'Eibhlhin.
Location: Vaen Thyl (Border Forest, Far south)
--
You woke to me. The attack had come deep within the night, when you thought yourself safe by the fire you had by your side. But it was that, that had attracted to them to you. It was your heritage, your aura of purity within a forest that was carved from hell. All I could do was watch as the Ancient vampire and his childer attacked you in the dead of night, watch as they tore you apart before my eyes. I am missing something vital, a part of me is gone and it’s been gone for so long now. But I could not leave you like that, no... If I did that I was not meant for this world, so I had stepped forward and used the powers that burned my skin that scarred my hands, and blinded me. Light. Even with all the taint eroding my mind, my heart and my soul, as it leeches the strength from my lungs I could still summon Reinn Anon’s light to me. I had pushed it out from me, a rolling fog taking the glade, a barrier erecting itself to safe guard you. The Vampires hissed and escaped, ran back into the darkness of the forest, where you did not belong.
I spent three days bringing you back from the brink. I had to remove your armor and most of your clothes, and I saw things not meant for my eyes. The hollows, dips and white line scars that you tried to hide, you are ashamed, you are vain. I did not know your name as I worked tirelessly over you, but I knew what you were. I ran fingers down the blood red feathers, feeling the fluff beneath my fingertips. Blood red, no particular deity had such color of wings for their angels. You were pure, you were light, but I could sense it in you, running through your veins, crawling under your skin. You had the taint to. It called to me, like a brother, and I knew you were ashamed, like me. We both were meant to be of light, but you fought harder than me, I could tell.
