Chapter 51 - Between You And Him : Part 3

"Shit."

Kiaran cursed as a hurricane came at him with a high-speed, swaying the surroundings as it aimed at the flying demon. Like a wave of the ocean that swiped the entire ocean, the wind tried to best it, copying its movement.

The moon watched the scene with its stolen light. It stood there, witnessing the calamity between the loud night.

Axel closed his eyes tight, trying to brace at the sudden incoming storm. His blouse swayed with the wind that had picked up slowly but surely. He let the coming storm blow his hair and locks, completely displaying his pale forehead.

Kiaran's red eyes twitched as he saw a certain blonde behind the upcoming storm. Two pairs of enemies' eyes met with each other, piercing through the hurricane with hidden determination.

Valerian strengthened his power and let the wind become bigger. The air tightened as the hurricane got even higher, aiming at a certain anarchist.

Kiaran gritted his teeth and quickly brought Axel closer to him, shoving the boy and tightening his grip. He grabbed the back of Axel's head and made the boy's face fall onto his chest.

He pulled his dark wings back, forcing them to stretch tight before launching to the top, boosting Kiaran up to the clouds. He repeated the movement several times with a storm that got even closer and closer like a ticking bomb, ready to blow away the Vergessene completely.

He tried to go over the clouds, overcoming the storm by getting higher to the sky. Axel gripped the edge of his blouse tight as if he might fall at any moment. The boy's eyelids twitched while biting his lips tremblingly.

Kiaran reassured the boy by bringing him even closer to the chest and hugging him tightly. He went even faster while desperately fighting the wind around.

The demon found it hard to breathe from the pressure around him. The storm was only a meter away from him, and he almost reached the top of the hurricane.

The veins around his neck started to show as the Vergessene put all he had to beat the hurricane. Just a little more, just a bit more-

The storm went past below him right when he flapped his wings for the last time. The wind managed to glaze over the tip of his toes as he successfully beat the hurricane.

His chest heaved up and down while his blood-coloured eyes looked back at the fading storm. Kiaran's wide wings waved back and forth slowly, keeping with the pressure up in the sky.

The demon looked down at Axel, who hesitantly tried to open his eyes. The red eyes quickly met with the blue and red ones. Kiaran smiled reassuringly at the boy, trying to tell that everything had become fine now.

Except for it to only last for a moment.

It happened so sudden that Axel could not even grasp what was happening. A wave of wind suddenly shot at Kiaran's back, causing the demon to thrash forward, losing his grip on the youngest Vergessene.

Axel's ears were blocked off by the air that went against him. He fell down at a fast speed, but the world seemed to slow down in his vision. He widened his eyes as he reached his hand at his pseudo brother, begging for silent help.

"No! Axel!"

Kiaran's eyes were blown wide after recovering from the sudden attack. He reached down his hand as he chased the boy down, trying to catch him. He could feel the rush of blood in his head, desperately trying to be as fast as the light.

Axel tried to lung at him, trying to push himself up. The anarchist did the same movement, just like the young murderer. Water started to form within his stinging red eyes from how much the wind fought with them.

The tip of their fingers touched, and the boy quickly had a fast-spreading hope blooming in his chest. The demon's face also formed into hope as they got even closer.

Axel unconsciously smiled widely, a relief kind of smile when their hands got even closer.

Though the smile quickly flattered when another blast of wind shot at Kiaran, pushing him far away from the boy as their touching hands parted.

Then everything that had slowed down in his vision became fast again. The hope had died down, so the time did not even give the boy a chance to grieve over his upcoming death.

Axel gasped, red and blue eyes staring helplessly at the moon on top of him. The moon watched him with sorrow, though it stood there without doing anything but watching him.

A rope wrapped around his waist and pulled him even faster to the ground, causing him to let out a shriek.

But instead of crashing onto the ground, he was met with two hands that caught him with ease.

Two blue eyes stared down at Axel with a honeyed gaze. Black hair flopped into the pair of ocean eyes, only leaving the black mask that covered half of his face on display.

"I got you." He spoke. Axel could see the man's eyes formed a crescent moon shape in between the messy hair.

Axel frowned at the man. "Kiaran?"

"Miss me?" His brother joked, slowly lowering him to the ground.

Axel instinctively jumped off from Kiaran's hold and landed on the dirt. He swayed a little when he stood. The mercenary caught his back with his right hand swiftly.

"Woah, careful there." He commented while helping his little brother stand.

Axel was still puzzled by the sudden appearance and brought his eyebrows together while looking at the mercenary with his mismatched eyes.

Kiaran returned the stare with a hidden kind smile behind his mask. "Nice eye. What happened?"

Axel bit his lips at the sudden question that caused him to remember the mix of blood, stabbing to the heart, and the unexplainable pain. "I- it's a long story."

"Alright." Kiaran nodded vaguely and turned his back on him. "You can tell the story when we're finally home."

The mercenary turned his body around a little and offered his black-gloved hand at his mute murderer. His trench coat was flapping in the wind that had picked up around them.

"Let's go."

Axel gazed down at the hand with hesitation. A heavy feeling weighed down his heart at the offering hand. He looked back at the other Kiaran who was facing the lieutenant's counterpart in the air.

The demon Kiaran was trying to fight the storm that surrounded him while trying to attack Valerian that had flown with him in the air.

Valerian created a circle of the storm below him that managed to support him flying to the sky. The two fought each other like it was the end of the world.

Axel could see demon Kiaran mumbled something with two glowing red eyes, trying to command the knight and controlled his movement. However, it seemed like it wasn't working as they kept fighting with each other.

The boy noticed the sharp wind that surrounded the knight's head, acting as a sharp weapon against everything. It seemed to be blocking something-

It was blocking the noise. It was blocking demon Kiaran's voice.

Though, the wind that was blocking the noise with its sharp edges also hurt the knight, causing his cheek bleeding from how sharp the wind was. The sharp wind was acting like a double-edged sword.

Demon Kiaran's eyes met with Axel's in the middle of the battle. The red eyes widened as they moved over to the mercenary. Though the wide-eyed slowly darkened as he realized that it was his counterpart.

Axel saw how the anarchist flared his wings widely and lunged into the storm with gritting teeth, still trying to steal a glance at the mercenary with two glaring red eyes.

"We don't have much time. Let's go, Axel." His real brother managed to make Axel look away from the fight and snapped his head at him.

He nervously stole a glance back. "But the other Kiaran-"

"You want to go with him or me?" Kiaran raised his eyebrows with a hand that was still offering patiently at the boy.

In life, we always had to choose. The good and the bad, the happy and the sad, the right and the wrong.

For Axel, he was always stuck on the last words. The bad, the sad, and maybe the wrong. So he wished for the world to finally give him a choice.

And so it did.

The world became two, and they gave him a choice. The worlds were mocking him as they made him choose between the bad and the worse instead of the good and the bad.

So the gloveless hand reached the black-gloved one because Axel would choose the bad.

He had always stuck on the bad anyway.