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Fill: The War on a Man's Soul 7/?
anonymous
May 31 2012, 00:48:14 UTC
Puck felt like he was spinning out of control. A week ago he was on trial by members of his clan, accused of exposing his wings to humans and endangering the entire clan. He was innocent, framed due to his low rank in the clan and the high rank of the one who was actually guilty. He was found guilty, there was little chance he wouldn’t be, and a group of strong Gargoyles had flown him out of their clan property. He was conscious while they removed his clan mark, the most painful thing he’d ever experienced, then the beating had started. He lost consciousness long before they left him alone.
The next thing he knew, he was waking up on a soft bed and he felt safe. He felt like he belonged again, something he never should have felt after the moment his clan cast him out. His connection to other Gargoyles should have been severed but when he woke up, he felt a stronger connection to the Gargoyle world than he had when he was a member of his old clan.
There had been another Gargoyle in the room with him, one who look around his age and from the way he carried himself, Puck could tell he held a high rank in his clan. Puck guessed he was the son of the heads of his clan.
The boy introduced himself as Kurt and Puck told the boy his name. Or his nickname. The only people who called him Noah were his mom and sister, who he no longer had any contact with since he was thrown out of their clan. His mother never really paid much attention to him but he worried what his little sister would do without him. She had never made many friends in their clan, and the those who did try to befriend her did so because of his troublemaker reputation and weren’t the kinds of people Puck wanted his baby sister hanging around.
The boy, Kurt, had ran off and returned with an older woman who he introduced as his mother, Carole. Puck recognized her from one of the books in his Gargoyles history class as one of the heads of The Clan of the Lima Forest. That would make her married to Burt Hummel if Puck remembered his clans correctly. He always had a hard time keeping all the names and faces straight.
Carole had taken care of his injuries after sending Kurt out of the room. Puck only knew the other boy’s name but the second Kurt left, he wanted him back. When Carole needed help to clean the injuries on his back, she asked him if it would be alright if she got Kurt to come help and he’d quickly agreed. He needed to see Kurt again.
Kurt came back, followed by a tall boy who Carole immediately sent back out for a doctor and clothes. She’d called the other boy Finn, and that meant he was Kurt’s younger brother. If Puck hadn’t remembered that from his class, he never would have guessed; they looked nothing alike. Carole asked Kurt to hold his wings and it took a lot of effort from Puck not to flinch as Kurt stepped closer to him. The last time someone touched his wings, it was to hold them out of the way as someone else unmarked him.
He didn’t realize he was holding his breath as Kurt gently lifted his wing. It was immediate. He felt like someone reached inside him and sucked out all his energy. He didn’t even have the strength to stay on his feet and his legs folded under him. He heard Kurt cry out in pain but he didn’t have the energy to turn his head to see what was wrong. He had to let Carole help him back to the bed and he heard her talking to Kurt but there was a buzzing noise in his head. He couldn’t hear what she was saying but he heard the words ‘True Match’.
It had to be a mistake. That was his last thought as he drifted off to sleep.
The next thing he knew, he was waking up on a soft bed and he felt safe. He felt like he belonged again, something he never should have felt after the moment his clan cast him out. His connection to other Gargoyles should have been severed but when he woke up, he felt a stronger connection to the Gargoyle world than he had when he was a member of his old clan.
There had been another Gargoyle in the room with him, one who look around his age and from the way he carried himself, Puck could tell he held a high rank in his clan. Puck guessed he was the son of the heads of his clan.
The boy introduced himself as Kurt and Puck told the boy his name. Or his nickname. The only people who called him Noah were his mom and sister, who he no longer had any contact with since he was thrown out of their clan. His mother never really paid much attention to him but he worried what his little sister would do without him. She had never made many friends in their clan, and the those who did try to befriend her did so because of his troublemaker reputation and weren’t the kinds of people Puck wanted his baby sister hanging around.
The boy, Kurt, had ran off and returned with an older woman who he introduced as his mother, Carole. Puck recognized her from one of the books in his Gargoyles history class as one of the heads of The Clan of the Lima Forest. That would make her married to Burt Hummel if Puck remembered his clans correctly. He always had a hard time keeping all the names and faces straight.
Carole had taken care of his injuries after sending Kurt out of the room. Puck only knew the other boy’s name but the second Kurt left, he wanted him back. When Carole needed help to clean the injuries on his back, she asked him if it would be alright if she got Kurt to come help and he’d quickly agreed. He needed to see Kurt again.
Kurt came back, followed by a tall boy who Carole immediately sent back out for a doctor and clothes. She’d called the other boy Finn, and that meant he was Kurt’s younger brother. If Puck hadn’t remembered that from his class, he never would have guessed; they looked nothing alike. Carole asked Kurt to hold his wings and it took a lot of effort from Puck not to flinch as Kurt stepped closer to him. The last time someone touched his wings, it was to hold them out of the way as someone else unmarked him.
He didn’t realize he was holding his breath as Kurt gently lifted his wing. It was immediate. He felt like someone reached inside him and sucked out all his energy. He didn’t even have the strength to stay on his feet and his legs folded under him. He heard Kurt cry out in pain but he didn’t have the energy to turn his head to see what was wrong. He had to let Carole help him back to the bed and he heard her talking to Kurt but there was a buzzing noise in his head. He couldn’t hear what she was saying but he heard the words ‘True Match’.
It had to be a mistake. That was his last thought as he drifted off to sleep.
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