The night was young and there had been a cool breeze that wavered over the bowels of the toxic, barren wasteland called Hell. It was always warm, but suddenly, a cold spell fell over this heat. It's called Winter. Though, never before has this happened. There has been a new King appointed to the throne. David, who was the third son to the throne. He'd just come to have a relationship, with a boy name Salem.
"You know, it feels pretty good to talk to you again. I miss doing this kind of thing." Said David, whom was a man who was quite taller than the average man's height. Though tall, he was still slim, and well-built. His eyes were deep shades of all blues mixed together, almost like the sky. And his hair was a lighter colour of indigo. His skin was pale under the moonlight, and the black and gray turtle-neck he wore didn't help none.
"I guess not." Replied Blaine. Blaine was a more simple and beast-like person. He often revertes back and forth between two forms. At this point, he was in a more Human evolved form. His hair was black, pushed all over the place as if he'd not brushed it in weeks. Yet it was still so...soft. His eyes were a pink-red where a fired burned within them.
"It's funny how close we were at our birth's, and yet...how far away we've grown."
"That was when David was born, right?"
"Huh? Oh, I guess?"
"Don't, 'I guess' to me. Does it hurt, Hec?"
"A little. It was weird. I was once the one who always dominated, who had everyone at his every need. Now because of Father..."
"I know."
"No! Blaine, you don't know! I've lost my kids trust, my wife, the title of 'King of Hell', and I've lost myself!!"
"Hector, it's okay. You'll find someone worth giving yourself to. Just, calm down. Maybe you should get some sleep, you look dead."
Hector sighed heavily before he nodded. He pushed himself up from the slab of stone that laid on an open tomb. Walking to the edge, he dropped down from it and onto the ground, "You're right, I think I'll sleep on it. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow, er, or later in this day."
"Yeah, I need to get home to see Noel and the baby before they fall asleep."
"Alright. Bye." Turning away, he waved behind him at Blaine as he began to head of the long stone road, which was very eerie this night.
Closing his eyes, he fell back on the stone on his back.
"What's going through your head, Hector Amyu Shirow?" Blaine thought to himself as he slowly opened his eyes, looking up at the moon, which had been beautiful and silver.
Shaking his head, he sat back up, holding his hand to his head, "I must really be loosing it. All this talks with Hector are gonna drive me just as mad as he is," he said as he jumped off the large stone and into the grass, which made him slip a little.
He began to walk on the road, looking back behind him at the sound of a rustle in the bushes behind him. Taking a few more steps, he shrugged his shoulders and continued on the gravel road, opposite of the path Hector took.
Lowering his head, Blaine sighed as he shook it. "I hope Noel never gives me those problems