Damon

She puts a hand on my shoulder and her firm grip on my skin causes me to turn around on the spot. It's the look on her face that causes the worry to boil up inside me. After all, it really isn't that hard to figure out what kind of message she is going to deliver. I say nothing as I just stare at her expecting what terrifies me the most.

Some may wonder what caused me to be so tremendously and abnormally overprotective of my brother. The answer's as simple as it is tragic. Nathan's and my parents were killed by a guild when I had just turned 18. It was a very hard and painful time for the both of us and it connected us in a way I just can't explain. The thought of losing him too just scares me so much that sometimes I become blind for what is sane and what is not.

"Cannis, what is it?"

Damon

I swallow hard before stating dryly "I knew it." Now that my suspicions actually are confirmed I begin to ask myself what I was going to do with that information.

I can't rat out Cannis or do anything that will put her in even more danger than she already is for bringing me in the loop. The fact that, after everything that went down between us in such a short span of time, she was still standing beside me, revealing her guild's plans and trusting me, makes me grateful and positive that she won't go through with what she was ordered to do.

Not going to lie, Cannis acts like a down right Bitch, but what's buried deep down somewhere in her chest is not a cold stone, it's a beating heart and it's times like this that go to show that her cold exterior isn't as real as she makes it out to be. I would never tell her, but she deserves more credit and in a very weird way I trust her too.

"What am I going to do?" I whisper. I'm scared for Nathan, very scared. But more than that, I have an off putting feeling that there's more to the story about Nathan's and Greg's fight than everybody lets on.

Hallo

Damon

She catches me off guard when she puts her arms around me, but I welcome the gesture and hug her back for a moment until she steps away from me. Her words are comforting, but they don't ease my worry. We are still talking about Vendetta, a guild that can be so merciless it makes your blood run cold.

"Thank you, Cannis. Really." Is all I can muster right now with my mind running wild. I bite my lip as I take a couple of steps backwards before turning my back on her in order to get to my own meeting I'm expected to attend. But once again I stop in my tracks. I can't leave without telling her what's been on my mind the whole night.

"You were right by the way. I am a liar. I care about you Cannis. Maybe not the way you care about me, but I do care about you."



Zockst du eig noch flo?

Damon

She leaves and I study her carefully feeling tense about what is going to happen the next couple of days. I want to believe Cannis that everything will work out the way we want it to, but who's to say that it will?
Cannis is a strong woman, she's convincing and not to forget very charming, but she doesn't have the highest rank around here and she certainly doesn't have the last word when it comes to Vendetta's plans. I guess there's nothing I can do but to wait for her to fill me in on any news.
Until then I've got to make sure Nathan knows and protect him as much as I can. Knowing Nathan though that might turn out to be even harder than it sounds.


Kaum Ist scheiße frustrierend wenn man mal lvl 93 war und n haufen Geld in die scheiße gesteckt hat

Haha ne wenn ich mit dem neuen char schon wd lvl 93 gewesen wär wär das krass Mit Debo halt

Damon

"Nathan you have to listen to me! This is serious, don't you get it?" I whisper-yell at my younger brother, trying not to cause a scene in front of everyone who is still gathered around after the meeting. As expected, he doesn't take the news the way I'd like him to. He's just too goddamn stubborn and so maddening unreasonable sometimes that I'd like to kill him myself.
"So what? You want me to believe a word coming out of that skank's mouth? For all I know, it's just her way of playing you like a freaking fiddle!" He scoffs not caring once about how loudly he is talking thus some curious eyes land on us but I shoot them down with a glare that can only be described as sinister.

"I'd very much appreciate if you stopped drawing attention and start acting like you care about your life." I snarl back at him. One could definitely understand where Cannis was coming from when she called Nathan out for being an ass. To top the whole situation of I see a very familiar, concerned looking face looking straight at us, completely unfazed by my glare.
"Funny, the way I see it, you're the one drawing all the attention with so much bullshit coming out of your mouth. Stop babying me. I'm 22, not 12."

"Really Nathan? You wanna act like that? Fine. But just so you know, even a 12 year old would act more mature than you and if Vendetta has it coming for you I won't save your ass. Just go and save your fucking self this time."

"Everything alright over here?" A beautiful voice rips me out of my anger, just to push me right over the edge of yet another problem I was currently fighting. Great. Just great.
"I don't know how that would be of your concern." I hate to talk to her like that, but the less she knows the better. I'd never pull her into this mess.

"Don't talk to El like that." If looks could kill I would have probably died twice in that exact moment.
"Nate, don't worry. It's okay." Eleanor answers calmly and gives me a smile.
"Nate? El? Nicknames. Are you serious? Do you even know each other?" And that's when Nathan puts his hand on Eleanor's back smiling at her lovingly to proof a point and my heart shatters into pieces.

I walk away in pure and utter disbelieve. Though Nathan doesn't know about my history with Eleanor, I can't stop asking myself how they could do this to me. I'd never cry in front of them, or anyone for that matter, would never show any deep emotions that could jeopardize my reputation, but right now it was so very hard not to and as I got home the only thing on my mind was to tell Cannis that she shouldn't try to stop Vendetta from anything, the seriousness of my thoughts scaring me.


#kleinerRoman

Ja aber momentan zocken ja wieder richtig viele eig, also mal mehr als am Ende damals und jetz gibts ja diese eds

Damon

When there's a knock on the door I'm hesitant to open it, for I know exactly who it is, what I don't know on the other hand is whether I want to hear what Cannis has got to say. The image of Eleanor and Nathan together has practically burned itself into my head where it stays prominent as the only thing on my mind. I feel betrayed. No. I feel even worse than that. Nathan could have rammed my sword in my back and it would have been less painful. Now I just want him to understand what it feels like.
Unfortunately, I'd be signing his death warrant.

With a sigh I get up as I open the door to Cannis, my feelings now hidden behind a mask just like always. The last thing I need right now is Cannis seeing me moping around and acting like a teenage girl who had just got her heart broken for the very first time because that would go against everything I stand for. The sooner I get my shit together the better.


Awa er wird überleben die pussy soll sich nich so anstellen

Damon

I'm pretty overwhelmed by all the questions and just look after her with an eyebrow raised as she marches into my house without asking whether she could come in or not.

"Hello, Cannis. Of course you can come in, Cannis. Make yourself at home." I mock her lack of manners and close the door before I join her in the living room where I let myself fall onto one of the recliners.

"We're alone. Nathan knows, but he's a reckless piece of shit. He doesn't trust you and thinks this is just your way to mess with our heads and make him all paranoid and scared." I state nonchalantly, making it sound like I don't really care, but in this case it's hard not let my true feelings show.

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