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*The photo was faded, showing a younger Pravus and Iris, their arms around each other. They were smiling-a real smile, not the cruel sneers he knew. In the background, a banner read 'Peter's 16th Birthday'. A name he wasn't meant to know.*

Still.. *voice cracks* I should have been there

You were. *Falcon's voice is soft* In every victory, every lesson we learned... you were there. *moves closer to Celeste* Maybe being a mother means letting your children fight their own battles.

*pravus goes to them hugging visha and bexx from behind and called asleep together*

*pravus kiss bexx neck*fine then

*Everyone stirs awake, blinking in the morning light. The scene of Bexx, Visha, and Pravus tangled together causes a moment of stunned silence. Maddox is the first to break it, a slow, mocking smirk spreading across his face.* Well, well. The 'noble' heroes, sleeping with the enemy. *He lets out a low whistle.* That's a new low, even for you, Bexx. *Iris just stares, her face a mask of cold fury. Her grey eyes are fixed on Pravus, her hands clenched into fists at her sides.* Explain. Now.

*time shudders* Chronos: I'm too young for this!