[Legend of Sun Knight] fic: Follow the Sign - Part 5: Belief
Title: Follow the Sign - Part 5: Belief
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,205
Summary: Finding the way back home isn't going to be an easy task, and returning with all of the missing knight-captains will be even harder, but Adair will accept no other outcome, no matter what universe he must travel through to locate them all. A series of snapshots. Multiple crossovers.
Notes: Happy Valentine's Day~~. Not a V-day fic, but I hope you enjoy the much needed update.
Previous part
Part 5: Belief
Over and over, the news stations replay the meeting between the three heroes.
"I seek the sun," the Adair on the screen says.
If the knight-captains are here, they would have heard of him by now.
They're... not here. Unless they're incapacitated and can't come to him. But if they're not here, why has he landed in this world?
He bows his head, deep in thought, and traces the designs on the Divine Sun Sword. The sword is warm, almost like it is alive. Does it know where its owner has gone?
Thankfully, Adair is not alone in his search.
"I can't sense him." A female voice comes from the Eternal Tranquility that lies against Adair's chest. "The dark element is overpowering in this world too, but it's still nothing like what Grisia was giving off when he vanished into the darkness."
Adair isn't well versed in psychic magic. He does his best, trying to think back at her, "What about the other knight-captains?"
"There is a presence, but I do not know what it might signify."
Adair frowns, wishing for something more concrete than that. But a lead is a lead.
He must believe.
He will find them.
He will find them all.
Adair runs in the mornings.
Although he isn't home and isn't required to run laps around the city, Adair does it anyway. He wasn't able to stop himself from running laps back home in the countryside even when he was given time off. He is even less able to stop himself now, not when he is so restless.
He'll take any semblance to normalcy he can find.
The skies are still dark, barely painted in hues of orange and red. Adair jogs along the streets, on what he has learned is the sidewalk. The scenery is completely different from Leaf Bud City's, the streets paved with a material far sturdier than cobblestone. He weaves between tall buildings and shops that are still closed, the streets all but empty except for a few early risers and some stragglers who never made it home.
Despite the difference in the scenery, jogging is jogging.
It clears Adair's mind.
The morning air is crisp. Red gives way to bright sunlight and elongated shadows. As Adair approaches a water fountain, he crosses paths with a young man with silver hair. He is enjoying a morning jog as well.
A glance, and the young man smiles at Adair.
It is an angelic smile, and perhaps he really means it, but Adair has seen his share of benevolent smiles that aren't quite what they seem, and the young man's silver hair immediately brings to mind the hero that Adair met the other day. Perhaps silver hair isn't uncommon here, and the length isn't even the same, but the young man's build is.
"Hm, what do we have here?" His guide asks.
Adair asks in return, "So, you think so too?"
An affirmative noise confirms Adair's guess.
"Same elemental composition. Overwhelming metal element. I've never seen the likes from any human before, except from that Grim Reaper hero. Is he even human?"
Overwhelming metal element?
Adair recalls those expansive wings. Perhaps his elemental composition is because of those wings, but all Adair can do is guess, as well as wonder where those wings have gone.
They merely nod at each other in passing, the water from the fountain rising up between them, separating them. Their gazes meet for but a moment through the water, and then they're on their own once more.
The young man jogs on ahead, sometimes flipping himself over bushes, sometimes leaping over railings, sometimes sidestepping orange cones. It's not quite just running. It's like the entire world in front of him is his obstacle course, yet he navigates it with ease and grace.
The duality that this young man presents is so achingly familiar-grace and kindness laced with mercilessness and darkness-that Adair cannot help but watch him all the way until he turns the corner, all the way until Adair can no longer see him.
But even out of sight, there are posters of the silver-haired jogger everywhere.
When Adair sees them, his lips lift up at the corners.
In the posters, he is dressed from head to toe in pristine white, appearing young and innocent. No one could ever imagine him to be the same executioner who descends from the sky with cold, metal wings.
There's no doubt about it. If Adair's world had the means to do so, surely his captain's image would line the walls just like this man's. However, instead of being dressed completely in white, gold and blue would line his white uniform, and his trademarked Sun Knight smile would complete the picture.
The epitome of benevolence. No one would suspect otherwise in his case either.
Adair slows down, a pained smile coming across his face. He rests his hand against the hilt of the Divine Sun Sword and whispers, "Captain, please be safe."
An Xiang Ye observes Dual Blade on the security cameras. His bodyguards do the same. Crossing paths with him in the mornings allows An Xiang Ye to observe him even more.
Dual Blade is an actor. An Xiang Ye knows it. He is one himself, pretending to be a normal boy. Normal youngsters would know how to hold conversations about random things. Normal youngsters would be able to sing at karaoke places without earning strange looks. An Xiang Ye isn't normal, but he practices so he can pass off as normal.
Dual Blade does much the same. He is unfamiliar with many things. He doesn't understand traffic lights. He doesn't know what cars are. He's surprised by automatic doors.
He doesn't really show his unfamiliarity much, but An Xiang Ye can see the slight tensing of his shoulders at a yellow light, the tiny furrow between his brows at the zooming cars, and the 0.1 centimeter downturn of his lips at the automatic sliding doors of the convenience store. He masks his unfamiliarity well, never letting it hinder him. He takes but a moment to observe and then copies the people around him, trying to pass off as normal. It's as if he was never confused.
If it isn't because An Xiang Ye is who he is, he might not have noticed. But since he can see even the smallest tells, he understands it well.
Dual Blade is indeed a stranger to this world.
An Xiang Ye continues to research and plan.
On the monitors, nothing is happening.
And that's strange.
One of An Xiang Ye's bodyguards, a man named May, switches the screen to a different security camera to get a better look.
The rooftop is completely still.
He switches to another security camera, one that sweeps the area.
He is immediately taken aback.
The surrounding rooftops aren't the least bit vacant. They’re teeming with bodies-non-humans? May isn’t sure. But they’re all facing the same direction.
The supposedly vacant rooftop in the center.
He quickly switches back to the previous security camera, zooming in on the first rooftop.
He takes a good, hard look, staring at the dark, unlit rooftop.
He sees it.
There, in the darkness of the night, a faint glow pulses.
to be continued
I mostly wrote this part because I wanted Adair and Ah Ye to cross paths in the morning. XD
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,205
Summary: Finding the way back home isn't going to be an easy task, and returning with all of the missing knight-captains will be even harder, but Adair will accept no other outcome, no matter what universe he must travel through to locate them all. A series of snapshots. Multiple crossovers.
Notes: Happy Valentine's Day~~. Not a V-day fic, but I hope you enjoy the much needed update.
Previous part
Part 5: Belief
Over and over, the news stations replay the meeting between the three heroes.
"I seek the sun," the Adair on the screen says.
If the knight-captains are here, they would have heard of him by now.
They're... not here. Unless they're incapacitated and can't come to him. But if they're not here, why has he landed in this world?
He bows his head, deep in thought, and traces the designs on the Divine Sun Sword. The sword is warm, almost like it is alive. Does it know where its owner has gone?
Thankfully, Adair is not alone in his search.
"I can't sense him." A female voice comes from the Eternal Tranquility that lies against Adair's chest. "The dark element is overpowering in this world too, but it's still nothing like what Grisia was giving off when he vanished into the darkness."
Adair isn't well versed in psychic magic. He does his best, trying to think back at her, "What about the other knight-captains?"
"There is a presence, but I do not know what it might signify."
Adair frowns, wishing for something more concrete than that. But a lead is a lead.
He must believe.
He will find them.
He will find them all.
Adair runs in the mornings.
Although he isn't home and isn't required to run laps around the city, Adair does it anyway. He wasn't able to stop himself from running laps back home in the countryside even when he was given time off. He is even less able to stop himself now, not when he is so restless.
He'll take any semblance to normalcy he can find.
The skies are still dark, barely painted in hues of orange and red. Adair jogs along the streets, on what he has learned is the sidewalk. The scenery is completely different from Leaf Bud City's, the streets paved with a material far sturdier than cobblestone. He weaves between tall buildings and shops that are still closed, the streets all but empty except for a few early risers and some stragglers who never made it home.
Despite the difference in the scenery, jogging is jogging.
It clears Adair's mind.
The morning air is crisp. Red gives way to bright sunlight and elongated shadows. As Adair approaches a water fountain, he crosses paths with a young man with silver hair. He is enjoying a morning jog as well.
A glance, and the young man smiles at Adair.
It is an angelic smile, and perhaps he really means it, but Adair has seen his share of benevolent smiles that aren't quite what they seem, and the young man's silver hair immediately brings to mind the hero that Adair met the other day. Perhaps silver hair isn't uncommon here, and the length isn't even the same, but the young man's build is.
"Hm, what do we have here?" His guide asks.
Adair asks in return, "So, you think so too?"
An affirmative noise confirms Adair's guess.
"Same elemental composition. Overwhelming metal element. I've never seen the likes from any human before, except from that Grim Reaper hero. Is he even human?"
Overwhelming metal element?
Adair recalls those expansive wings. Perhaps his elemental composition is because of those wings, but all Adair can do is guess, as well as wonder where those wings have gone.
They merely nod at each other in passing, the water from the fountain rising up between them, separating them. Their gazes meet for but a moment through the water, and then they're on their own once more.
The young man jogs on ahead, sometimes flipping himself over bushes, sometimes leaping over railings, sometimes sidestepping orange cones. It's not quite just running. It's like the entire world in front of him is his obstacle course, yet he navigates it with ease and grace.
The duality that this young man presents is so achingly familiar-grace and kindness laced with mercilessness and darkness-that Adair cannot help but watch him all the way until he turns the corner, all the way until Adair can no longer see him.
But even out of sight, there are posters of the silver-haired jogger everywhere.
When Adair sees them, his lips lift up at the corners.
In the posters, he is dressed from head to toe in pristine white, appearing young and innocent. No one could ever imagine him to be the same executioner who descends from the sky with cold, metal wings.
There's no doubt about it. If Adair's world had the means to do so, surely his captain's image would line the walls just like this man's. However, instead of being dressed completely in white, gold and blue would line his white uniform, and his trademarked Sun Knight smile would complete the picture.
The epitome of benevolence. No one would suspect otherwise in his case either.
Adair slows down, a pained smile coming across his face. He rests his hand against the hilt of the Divine Sun Sword and whispers, "Captain, please be safe."
An Xiang Ye observes Dual Blade on the security cameras. His bodyguards do the same. Crossing paths with him in the mornings allows An Xiang Ye to observe him even more.
Dual Blade is an actor. An Xiang Ye knows it. He is one himself, pretending to be a normal boy. Normal youngsters would know how to hold conversations about random things. Normal youngsters would be able to sing at karaoke places without earning strange looks. An Xiang Ye isn't normal, but he practices so he can pass off as normal.
Dual Blade does much the same. He is unfamiliar with many things. He doesn't understand traffic lights. He doesn't know what cars are. He's surprised by automatic doors.
He doesn't really show his unfamiliarity much, but An Xiang Ye can see the slight tensing of his shoulders at a yellow light, the tiny furrow between his brows at the zooming cars, and the 0.1 centimeter downturn of his lips at the automatic sliding doors of the convenience store. He masks his unfamiliarity well, never letting it hinder him. He takes but a moment to observe and then copies the people around him, trying to pass off as normal. It's as if he was never confused.
If it isn't because An Xiang Ye is who he is, he might not have noticed. But since he can see even the smallest tells, he understands it well.
Dual Blade is indeed a stranger to this world.
An Xiang Ye continues to research and plan.
On the monitors, nothing is happening.
And that's strange.
One of An Xiang Ye's bodyguards, a man named May, switches the screen to a different security camera to get a better look.
The rooftop is completely still.
He switches to another security camera, one that sweeps the area.
He is immediately taken aback.
The surrounding rooftops aren't the least bit vacant. They’re teeming with bodies-non-humans? May isn’t sure. But they’re all facing the same direction.
The supposedly vacant rooftop in the center.
He quickly switches back to the previous security camera, zooming in on the first rooftop.
He takes a good, hard look, staring at the dark, unlit rooftop.
He sees it.
There, in the darkness of the night, a faint glow pulses.
to be continued
I mostly wrote this part because I wanted Adair and Ah Ye to cross paths in the morning. XD