#wholesome relationships

[phynewrites]

Open Drabble 4

Hero and Villain stared each other in the eyes, none of them wanted to break eye contact.

Until Villain gave in. He eased the tension from his shoulders and walked away. He kept walking and walking and walking, not stopping until he was quite sure he was far away from them. The mist of the forest lingered in the night and cast a translucent veil on the trees.

Reaching the edge of the forest, he sat down on a lone stump of the tree. He looked at nothing but his feet while contemplating the rage, confusion, fear, and discontentment.

“Ah, I always hated to see you like this son.”

This voice. It was all too familiar for villain. It belonged to a person he deeply cared for and cared for him mutually, whose death was brought about by his stupid actions in the past.

Suddenly, shock and regret added to the burden he was already feeling in his heart and amplified the rage. Why did he have to show up?

He caught a glimpse of a white figure treading beside him and invited itself into the space he was not occupying in the rock. The ghost was a little more opaque than the mist. The warmth of the spirit touched his skin and it felt cold. Once it was settled, it said, “Would you like me to tell you a story?”

“I am not a kid anymore father,” he replied coldly

“I will tell you anyway because you are acting like one!” The ghost held its forefinger near villain as if scolding him.

“When you were a boy, a fortune teller went to our house. Your mother was very fond of them. When the lady held you in her arms, her brows furrowed, and looked at me and said, ‘By Golly, this one will give you a headache!’” The ghost chuckled upon remembering the memory.

“I said, ‘Don’t they all? Children and everyone.’ But, this lady, she was serious. She said ‘More than a headache. He will cause you great misfortune in life. Everything you’ve worked hard for will be gone-;”

“And she was right, ain’t she?” Villain interrupted as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fist. He felt that the presence of his father was only there to make him feel worse. Yes, it was him! The black sheep in the family of heroes who dreamed too big. It was he who didn’t care for any means, just to get what he wanted. It was he who descended into the darkness instead of accepting the light his family offered. It was he who planted anger and greed in his heart. I get it!

The ghost was taken aback. He laid a cold hand on villain’s back and answered him honestly with sad eyes. “She was. Even told me to abandon you. I didn’t”

By now, fury was reigning within the swirl of emotions within Villain. If he could only swat that ghostly hand and walk away. No, he needed to say this. Channeling his rage on the ground, refusing to lay eyes on his father’s ghost. His piercing gaze could burrow a hole in the earth. He screamed, “So I owe it to you because you didn’t abandon me?”

The ghost shifted in his seat and sighed with disappointment. He thought that this would be a long talk. “I did not say that, and I made sure no one said something like that again in front of you or the family.”

Villain was not having it. “Where are you getting at”

“We love you, son,” The father said tenderly. Villain felt it too and it made him jolt. “I, your mother, your grandfather, your brothers, your friends, even your mentors. We all do, and all we wanted was for you to see that and be content with it. We wanted you to know that no matter how powerful you are, or how rich you are, it will not matter when you are void of love and all you have in your heart is anger and discontentment.”

You had me in your first words, but you don’t get it. “I merely wanted to be happy. Contentment destroys it,” Villain said coldly.

The ghost lightly banged the brown staff he was holding. He rested his hands on its curved grip as he looked at his son with amazement. “And tell me, were you? I know you son. I saw how you were constantly worried and afraid.”

Villain, pride reigning in his heart and mind, didn’t want to admit that his father was right. He spent the past years of his life plotting the perfect plan and waiting for it to come to fruition. When it did, he was tormented by the prophecies told by his advisers and rarely got to enjoy what he had. He thought it would be enough if he had it all. Their power, fame, ambition, prosperity, alliances. He worried about his future and the prospect of Hero coming back what was rightfully his. While he got everything he wanted, happiness did not reign in his heart as he hoped it would. In the end, everything that he worked hard to get was stripped away from him by justice and fate. It was cruel.

Still, Villain held on to pride and said, “It was a small price to pay.”

The ghost sighed heavily and prompted himself to stand. He laid another hand on the Villain’s shoulder.

“You really are foolish.” The ghost said. It was not meant to insult him but as an expression of disappointment. “I guess you will never outgrow that, but if there’s one thing I want you to outgrow, it’s letting go of your pride.”

His grip on Villain’s shoulder was tightening, almost as if he had a physical body. Villain still sat motionlessly and refused to look. The ghost continued, “My son, you do not live for yourself. You live with others just as others live for you. Those who live for you out of love always desire your happiness and safety. You must desire these things for them too. We live in a world of give and take.”

His father’s words were starting to take effect now. He remembered how much they restrained him from his grand plan, how much they told him it would not do good. The one who urged him the most was the very person he is talking with right now. In the end, he could only see that they were right. Everyone was right and he was wrong. Tears started to swell in his eyes.

The ghost said, “Remember when I told you a while ago that I hated seeing you like this?”

“You mean miserable?” Villain said, voice breaking down from the tears flowing in his eyes. Finally, he was able to look up at his father’s eyes and see that they were filled with compassion and longing. How long had he seen someone look at him the same way? So, so long.

The ghost placed a cold, gentle hand on his hair and caressed it. “I mean alone, with no one to give to and nothing to take. Now, are you content with that?”

In spite of this, flashbacks of his happiest memories were playing in his mind and they all had the same thing in common: people. His younger brothers whom he would endlessly joke with. His mentors, who would praise him when he would accomplish something. His parents and grandparents, who would show him that he is as loved as everyone in the family. Most of all, with Hero, his most trusted buddy before everything lead to downfall. Hero, who is now offering him a chance to change and be a hero like he was always expected to be.

The answer was clear. “No, Father.”

“Then go!” The ghost said assertively. “Go to them and help them, and they will help you in return. In this way, you will claim the happiness that you’ve always wanted.”

“Yes, Yes I’ll do it!”

“Now Go!”

The words “Go!” resounded in Villain’s ears as he opened his eyes and awoke from a slumber that seemed so deep. He was on that rock again from where he stopped, sitting alone. He thought of the ghost that sat with him and remembered the last thing it said.

Scrambling on his feet, he dashed back into the forest and disappeared into the mist.

[imsmolbandtrash]

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Pete: Sure he will.

Macau: He refused 3 times.

Pete: Okay, watch a master at work.

Pete, turing to Vegas with puppy dog eyes: Can we-

Vegas: Yes.

[lotus-soup-pot]

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