Comet didn’t hesitate to run to the village leaving the messenger behind in the dirt.
His thoughts raced with what he was going to say, what he was going to see when he finally got there. He didn’t know where to go once he got there though. He noticed all of the villagers seemed wary of him stepping out of sight once they caught eye of him.
He took a deep breath decreasing his size hoping that would put the people at ease so they could show him where his father was. One of the villagers finally did come out of the shadows stepping towards him at a slow pace. She was a young gorgon girl looking about seven. Her snakey hair moving this way and that, her scales shimmered a blue and pink color the dress she wore matched so perfectly it almost seemed as if her outfit was connected to her.
“Are you Comet?” She asked her high pitched voice sweet as honey. Comet could only nod. A smile grew on her face she beckoned for everyone to step out of the shadows.
“It’s alright everyone! It’s Comet!” She said the tension seemed to be lifted everyone stepping out to greet the fusion touching his hands and looking at them some poked under his cape and others kept their distance. He found himself being pulled by the many villagers to a large house who pushed him threw the door when he finally reached it.
He looked back at the villagers who shut the door before he could say anything. He had come all this way but he couldn’t bring himself to turn around and see what had become of his friend, it was only until he heard a voice that he gathered the courage to look.
“Comet…” He could feel his body tense his eye slowly moving to where the voice had come from. He could feel a lump form in his throat his body visibly shaking. He could already feel the tears leave his eyes dripping down the sides of his face.
“S-Streak,” He stuttered out pathetically, he couldn’t stop himself as he began to cry. His friend was laying in bed the streaks on his face a pale color bandages were wrapped over his arms and around his head. A blanket was tucked over his arms but Comet already knew what had happened.
“Come here,” He said a smile on his face Comet came over almost running to his side kneeling down to Streak so he wouldn’t have to strain so much to look at him.
Streak reached an arm out using it to wipe away some of Comet’s tears, the fusion held his hand to his face letting out joyful sobs.
“I’m so happy to see you,” Comet said Streak laughed.
“Looks like it,”Comet made an attempt to look angry but could muster the strength to all that came out was a weak giggle.
The two spent all day talking with one another it was the best thing Comet could ask for.
13 sat rubbing his jaw which throbbed painfully, it had never been the same since Streak broke it that one time not to mention his whole body was in pain from his recent failure.
Why was he like this? He used to be tactical , smart, he was thinker not some brute! What had come over him at Nightmares castle? What had come over him earlier?
In those moments it felt like he was being controlled by something, by someone. It.. They wanted him to destroy but they only turned him into a fool spouting out his ingenious plan!
Well not anymore he aimed to remedy that problem and once he was done he’d finally kill that brat Comet or Goth more rather.Heck why shouldn’t he kill all of them? Less of a problem for him in the future.
‘That’s right 13~ Kill them all~’
A voice said to him it was sweet but seemed laced with poison.
“Who is this?” He inquired to the voice, there was an echoey giggle that surrounded him in an uncomfortable darkness he knew was in his head.
‘A guide of sorts, I apologize but I had to get you to this point one way or another~’
“What? What point?” He was getting angry, was this the thing that was controlling him.
‘The point to where you realized the only solution is to kill them all, Palette, Goth, Geno, and The Reaper if possible~’
“Oh really and you made me look like an idiot instead of telling me?” He was interested in a sense, he wanted to know who this voice was and why it was talking to him.
‘I have limits to how much I can interfere with the natural flow of this timeline, I have so far only nudged your actions a bit from what was supposed to happen,’
The voice paused momentarily
‘If I had let you continue as usual it would have taken to long and I am not a patient woman,’
So the voice is a woman? 13 thought.
“So what do you want me to do?” He asked if she’d just tell him maybe she’d stop messing with him.
The voice had already gone which was a good thing for him. He layed down for now he’d have to rest no good going up against them when he was as weak as he was now.
He’d kill them all… In due time..
Comet was surprised to say the least he had not yet seen Streak fully but now that he had he could see the full extent of his injuries especially his.. arm or lack there of. The whole lower half of his second left arm was torn of or cut off, from what he could see from the bandages it was a clean cut.
“What exactly happened to you Streak?” He wondered worry lacing his voice Streak only gave him a patient smile his hand brushing over the wound as if trying to hide it.
“It’s nothing to be worried about it’ll grow back as long as I stay fused.” He said his smile never faltering Comet would be lying if he said he wasn’t relieved, he walked over taking Streaks hand.
“Let’s go home you missed a lot,” Comet said pulling Streak out of the hut while he tried to slip on his jacket to complete his outfit. To be honest Comet had missed a lot too, he had only gotten a glimpse of one of the things that had changed while he was gone which was the presence of someone new though he hadn’t seen them yet.
His mind kept going back to his time in the cave when he had been with Thirteen they were sour memories no doubt about it and what made it worse was that he was here in this world it made him feel… anxious. His head spun just thinking about him, his stomach did back flips and he felt like he was going to pass out. He’d probably spill his guts if he saw him again. He prayed that he’d never see that awful fade again.
All the terrible things he tried to make him do. He was both disgusting and sadistic but what threw Comet off the edge was that he wanted him to unfuse and kill Goth. He’d stop existing if he’d let that happen. He didn’t want to stop existing.. he doesn’t want to stop existing… He never wanted to stop existing!!
He found himself hyperventilating only being brought out of his thoughts by Streak who put a hand on his shoulder.
“Comet are you alright,” he could only nod and pull Streak forward out to the town he wanted to get out of here as quick as possible.
It took longer than he wanted it too but he finally out of that forsaken place, Streak wanted to make absolutely sure that the town was safe and made a barrier over it to protect it from Thirteen.
Leaving made his stomach settle and his mind clear, once he was back home he enjoyed being himself for the first time in a while. It was scary being apart for so long just waiting to be whole again.. he never wanted to be apart again.
Streak was surprised at the changes, the camp was bigger and there was a house being made. They had left Nightmare and Cross behind so another relief was found something good to tell the others. Streak shrunk in size and Comet did the same. The first thing the both of them saw was little Finio waddling towards them, Streak immediately went and hugged the toddler while Comet was confused. Whose baby was that?
“Little Finny you’ve grown so much! Did you miss uncle Streak huh?” Streak cooed tossing the baby into the air and catching him. Finio laughed the sweetest laugh that Comet had ever heard. Streak turned towards Comet handing the child to him.
“This is Finio technically your baby brother,” Comet felt tears come to his eyes holding the toddler, Finio grabbed his face his hands rubbing all over spreading the tears everywhere. Comet laughed.
“H-hey Fin,” he stuttered “I’m Comet, I’m kind of your brother,” He chuckled Finio curled his lips babbling for a while saying some actual words slurred by his inexperience with them.
“Comet, Omet.. Comeeeeeeeet,” He said over and over he threw his arms up in the air, “Omlette an Treak!” The two burst out laughing at the child’s rendition of their names. Comet pressed his forehead against Finio’s pretending to be mad.
“It’s Comet you little stinker you got it right the first time!” Geno poked out of the tent being supported by Reaper. Geno looked happy to see them having fun.
That night they all chatted and had fun. Talking about what happened and how much everyone’s grown.