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Liam stares at the opened chest with a large smile on his face. Paul walks over to him, taking a seat on the floor. Liam moves his hands tentatively in the chest, taking out a few of it’s objects.
He dumps the objects on the floor and stares at them. He looks over at Paul, who only motions for the brown haired boy to check the items out. Liam looks back down and takes everything in. There are a few stones of different colors, a tiny canon looking object, a bracelet looking thing, a small knife, a necklace with a large pendant, and a crown. Liam picks up the crown and stares at it.
“Was this…” He trails looking from the crown to Paul. “Was this my fathers?”
“Yes.”
“He was a…”
“King.” Paul speaks and Liam’s eyes go wide.
“A king? Seriously!” He yells and Paul nods.
“Yes I’m serious.”
“That means I’m royalty.” Liam speaks proudly, placing the crown on his head. “What is this other stuff?”
“I don’t know. I think things that will help you against any obstacles.”
“Well then, let’s go!” Liam smiles and places everything back in the chest.
He and Paul go to the back yard. Liam places the chest on the damp ground next to him while Paul stands across from him. Paul had grabbed a few things from the house, like knives and other things to ‘practice’ with.
Liam takes off the crown and places it back in the chest. He takes out one of the stones and looks at it. It’s a deep red and has a glow to it. He tosses it in the air a few times before grinning at Paul.
“Ok, I’m ready.”
“You don’t even know what it does.” Paul laughs and Liam shrugs.
“It has to do… Fuck!” He yelled throwing the stone down on the ground.
“What happened?” Paul rushed over to him.
“I don’t know it just got really hot…” Liam trails and picks the stone back up, examining it.
He twirls the stone in his hand a few times. He can feel it begin to heat up again, but he doesn’t panic. Liam faces the stone toward the ground and illuminates his fingertips, causing fire to come out of the stone. He smiles brightly and turns his fingertips off, making the fire stop. Paul looks between Liam and the stone in disbelief.
“How did you…”
“I just kind of assumed. You know I got the sun marking when my fingers lit up, so maybe like when I turned on the glow while holding the stone something with fire would happen since the sun is just a big ball of heat anyway.” Liam shrugged, tossing the stone back in the chest.
“Very smart.”
“I do attempt to be from time to time. Thank you.” He laughs, grabbing the necklace with the pendant on it. “Let’s see what this does.”
“It was your mothers.” Paul muttered and Liam could faintly hear him.
“What?”
“The necklace. It belonged to your mother.” Paul spoke a little louder, walking to his position from across Liam.
“Oh.” Liam mumbled holding the purple and teal pendant in his hand.
“Well let’s see what it does.” And with that Paul is throwing a knife.
Liam doesn’t notice until the knife is inches from his face. The only thing is, he doesn’t shield himself. The pendant did. His jaw drops and Paul smirks, folding his arms across his chest. Liam looks down to see the knife, bent and practically unusable.
“Looks like it’s still got some kick to it.” Paul smiles and Liam’s eyes are still wide.
“But… What… How… Huh?”
“Like I said it was your mothers. She wore it the entire time she was pregnant with you and after she had you, but not to protect herself.”
“To protect me.” Liam spoke and Paul nodded.
“Yes. While she was wearing that no harm could be done to either of you.”
“Wow.” Liam sighed out. “Just… Wow.”
“I know.” Paul gave Liam a half smile and watched Liam, tuck the pendant underneath his shirt. “So what else you got in there?”
“Uh, let’s…” Liam goes to finish but his phone goes off, he reaches in his pocket and answers. “Hello?”
“Hey, I’m out front.” And it’s Zayn.
“What?” Liam covers his mouth as he speaks into his phone.
“I’m out front.” Zayn responds as if it’s nothing.
“Well go let him in.” Paul speaks and Liam turns to face him.
“What?”
“Go let him in. I’m assuming he’s by the front door.” Paul smirks and Liam nods, slowly.
“Yeah.” He walks back in the house and opens the door, revealing Zayn.
“Took you long enough.” The golden eyed boy, brushes past him and walks right into the house.
“Nice to see you too.” Liam mutters and shuts the door.
“You must be Zayn.” Paul smiles.
“And you must be Paul.” Zayn grins, shaking the other man’s hand. “So the chest has finally opened.” Zayn smiles standing between Paul and Liam.
“That it did. Liam and I were just figuring out how some of the stuff works. Isn’t that right Liam.” Paul looks around Zayn to view Liam, biting his nails.
“Y-Yeah.” Liam responds.
He doesn’t get it. Why Paul is all of a sudden being so calm about Liam being with a human. And a human knowing all about this stuff. He just told Paul about Zayn a few hours ago and now they are best friends. Liam clears his throat and removes his nails from his mouth, dusting them on his jeans.
“Well then let’s see what else is in there.” Zayn grins and Liam nods, pulling out another stone.
This one is blue. Almost like the ocean. Liam feels a coolness come over him, and he relaxes. He turns back around to face Paul and Zayn. Zayn has a smile on his face, obviously excited about this whole situation, while Paul is more serious. Liam grips the stone and waits for something to happen. He can feel the two pair of eyes on him, but nothing is happening. He looks back at the stone and turns it over. Taking in every inch of it. He sighs and tries again, but still gets nothing.
“Maybe it’s broken.” Zayn speaks and Liam shakes his head.
“It’s not broken…”
“Well than let’s try another one.” Zayn keeps his enthusiasm and motions his hands toward the chest.
Liam hears Paul chuckle from behind him, but does as Zayn’s told. He drops the ‘defected’ stone back on the chest and pulls out the bracelet thing. He stares at it, before latching it on his wrist. He hears a loud cry, before his ears start ringing. Liam didn’t know that the cry was him.
A burning sensation rushes through his veins. Almost as if he’s being burned from the inside out. His vision is blurred due to tears and he can’t feel a thing, but the burn. He can somewhat make out the faces of Zayn and Paul over him. He sees Paul holding onto Zayn’s arm, stopping him from touching Liam. He wants to lift his hand. Get Paul to let go of Zayn, but he can’t. He’s physically stunned and can move nothing. He can feel nothing. He doesn’t know how long it takes, but eventually the pain begins to wear off. He can start to hear again and feel his limbs. He shifts on his back and closes his eyes.
“Liam…” Zayn mutters and he feels his head being lifted, and sat on something soft. Jeans.
He opens his eyes and sees Zayn staring down at him. Zayn rubs Liam’s forehead with a small smile and teary eyes. Liam moves slightly, but Zayn shakes his head, halting him.
“That one is quite the kicker.” Paul finally speaks and Liam looks over at him.
“You knew that was going to happen?”
“To a certain extent. It has different effects on everyone. For some the pain is nothing and for others…”
“It’s unbearable.” Liam finishes the sentence and Paul nods. “Well next time you know something like that could happen, please warn me.” He sits up, much to Zayn’s discouragement, and smiles at Paul.
“Will do.”
“So what does it do?” Liam asks, still leaning against Zayn’s legs.
“Anything you need it to.” Paul shrugs, picking up another knife, twirling it in his fingers before flinging it toward Zayn.
Zayn’s eyes go wide, and Liam lifts his arm with the bracelet on it, to cover Zayn. Except instead of his arm getting sliced, a large orange holographic shield appeared right in front of the two boys. Liam drops his arm and the shield disappears back into the bracelet.
“Paul!” He yelled.
“Fuck.” Zayn muttered.
“What?” Paul smirked.
“You can’t just use Zayn as a test dummy.” Liam seethed.
“Ah he’s fine.”
Liam glared at his caretaker before looking back Zayn. His eyes are still wide, but he’s not scared. He has a smile on his face. He quickly grabs Liam’s wrist and stares at the bracelet.
“Are you alright?” Liam mutters running his hand along Zayn’s face.
“That was… Just fuck! That was amazing! Do it again.” Zayn speaks fast and Paul laughs.
“Zayn…” Liam groans.
“C’mon! Paul throw something at me again. You know Liam won’t do anything unless you attempt to ‘harm me’.” Zayn smirked, putting quotes around the harm me.
“Paul don’t you dare.” Liam spits, turning to face Paul.
“C’mon Paul do it!”
“Zayn!”
“Liam!”
The two glare at one another and Paul laughs from behind them, collecting the test items. He walks over to the pair and kicks their legs softly.
“C’mon you two. That’s enough. Plus it’s getting dark.” Paul walks toward the house.
“It’s not like Liam can’t just use his fingers for light.” Zayn mutters, but Paul hears.
“I like him.”
And with that, Paul is walking into the house. Liam rolls his eyes and helps Zayn off the ground after he’s stood himself. He leans down and gives Zayn a quick kiss, that turns heated very quickly. Zayn nips at Liam’s bottom lip as he breaks from the kiss.
“You alright?” He whispers and Liam nods.
“Yeah. You?”
“I’m great.”
“So like, why did it open?” Zayn asks, sitting at the foot of Liam’s bed, staring at the chest that is between them.
“Uh I don’t know, ya know.” He speaks placing the things back inside. “Paul always told me I had to be ready in order for it to open.”
“And you don’t believe that?”
“Well like… I think… Like I think at first I was just fighting because it’s what I was sent here to do you know. Like the whole prophecy thing. But now… I don’t know it seems like the chest wouldn’t open, not because I wasn’t ready, but because I didn’t have a real reason to fight.” Liam shrugs, before looking up at Zayn.
“Now you do?” Zayn questions, smiling slightly.
“Yeah. And he’s sitting right in front of me.”
(A/N So freaking cute right!?!?! Drop a comment, Vote, Share, and all that other shizz!! Xx)
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