Chapter Text
Trigger warnings!
Child abandonment!
Yelling!
Cemetery?
Mentions of death!
Panic attacks!
(Town of Essempi, 1675)
It was a lovely March day when Elizabeth Watson gave birth to healthy baby boy inside her home. But there was a problem............the boy was born with a pair of small wings on his back, they were pitch black.
'It must be a curse of the Gods! We must hide this boys wings!' The parents had decided.
They named him 𝘗𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘱 but opted to call him Phil. They had raised him almost like every other child, save for a few things, he was rarely allowed outside and when he was he had to wear a cloak to hide his curse. And so it went on, until one day......
(17 years later)
"Phil! COME HERE CHILD!" Mother screamed
Phil ran from his desk to meet his mother in the kitchen
"Yes Mother?" He asked, looking at her with his gorgeous blue-green eyes
"I need you to go to the market for me, I made you a list of all the things we need and which stalls are the best" his mother said
"Wouldn't Father usually do this?"
"Father is at work at the moment, and I'm not allowed at most of the stalls"
"Oh"
"Go get your cloak and get going, I want you back before noon! Your father will be mad if dinner is not ready when he gets home" Mother ordered sternly
"Of course mother" Phil smiled
The young blonde shoved on his cloak and grabbed the list his mother left him
"STAY SAFE!"
"I WILL!"
And with that goodbye he swung open the door, and smelt the fresh morning smell
He walked through the streets he rarely saw, marveling at all the sights and people
Luckily Essempi was always a cold place or else him wearing a cloak would be a strange sight
He looked up and saw the huge sign
'𝓛'𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓽' it said in script
He looked down at the list his mother gave him
It says the first place he should go to is a place called
'𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭'𝓼 𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝓖𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷'
He found the place easily, it had big selection of mushrooms to choose from
"Hello" a cold voice said from behind the counter, they had white rimmed glasses, white gloves and a blue shirt on
He seemed to be about 15
"Hi, can I please have a"-he squints at the list-"Amanita muscaria mushroom?" Phil asked slowly
"Sure, that'll be 4 gold nuggets for two" the brunette said bored
He grabs the 4 golden nuggets out the small pouch of nuggets and passed it to the boy
"Thank you" the boy said while handing over the bag of mushrooms
"You too, have a great day!" Phil says happily
Next he went to '𝓜𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓯𝓸𝓵𝓭'𝓼 𝓖𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷!'
Stood behind the counter was a man, maybe a year or two younger than Phil? He had nearly no hair-strange, how would he be able to get all of it off?-
"Hello!" Phil says happily
"Hi, how can I help you?" Bald boy says
"Yeah I need"-Phil glances down at his list-"Red apples, pears, tomatoes and berries"
"Sure, that'll be"-he pauses for about a minute, calculating the cost-"25 Gold nuggets"
Phil grabs his pouch of money then passes over the gold
"Thank you!" Phil says as the other passes the bag
"Sure man, hey I haven't seen you around before, what's your name?" The younger asked
"Ah, I don't come around much, you may call me Phil" he smiled
"Well Phil, names 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬. Anyway, next time you're in town come stop by, it's nice to see a familiar face" th-JACK offers
"Okay, have a good day Jack" Phil laughed while walking away
Phil only walked a few steps before he knocks into someone
"Oh my Gods, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" Phil says frantically as he offers his hand
"*Sigh* yes I'm fine. say why do you this cloak child?" The man asked, he wore strange clothes, he has a veil covering his mouth, a smile painted across it
"I get chilly easily...?" Phil laughs awkwardly
"It's quite warm in this part of Essempi, take. It. Off." The man ordered
And then Phil recognized the man, it was the church of XD's leader, 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, that's what the Church calls him
He knew never to disobey the Church, but......Mother told him to not to take off his cloak and he knew to never disobey Mother. The leader gave him no time to think as he grabbed the younger blonde's cloak and yanked it off, Phil screamed and instinctively spread his wings to make himself look bigger
"YOU! YOU ARE A CURSE TO OUR TOWN! GAURDS TAKE THIS BOY AWAY!" Dream screeched grabbing Phil by the wrists
"Of course sire, but where should we take him sire?" A guard asked
"Take him to the old graveyard" Dream Orders
"Of course Sire" the guards drag the young blonde away, almost the entire town follows, yelling at him saying he was 'UNHOLY!' Or 'A CURSE!'
They throw him through the gate of the cemetery
"MOTHER! MOTHER PLEASE! MOTHER PLEASE HELP ME!" Phil yelled, he knew his Mother would not hear his pleas, but he still yelled and wished that his mother would help him, he banged on the bars that kept him from her
"Shut it, Curse" Dream said over his pleas and cry's
Phil did not stop. Eventually the town got bored and went home l, the boy did not stop crying, he only stopped once he could no longer produce tears. He knew he looked like shit, but he couldn't bring himself to care.
'𝘰𝘩, 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥" a shadowy voice said
"N-no, I'm not—dead, I'm a curse"
"𝘈 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦? 𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰, 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘮𝘺 𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨"
"Who are you?" Phil asked, his voice hoarse and soft
"𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧"
And suddenly it was like a million different memories came back to 𝘗𝘏𝘐𝘓𝘡𝘈
"......Kristen, My Love, how long have I been gone?"
"𝘕𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 10,000 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘔𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭" Kristen said sadly
She was the Goddess of death, yes, but more importantly It was Kristen, his lover, his Wife, the person he would spend the rest of eternity with.
Suddenly Phil felt older, looked the part too;
He had grown quite a bit, being about 7'4. Where he once had mild stubble came feathers as black as his wings, they lined his cheekbones and ran down his neck. his fingers turned long and blackened at the tip, sharpening into talons. His Teeth sharpening almost as sharp as a sword, his sclera turning black, the blue of his pupils looking as if they were glowing.
"Will we go now, my love?" Phil asked
"𝘔𝘮𝘮, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘵, 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯'𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭"
"So we stay here?"
"𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘥"
"May I see your lovely face?"
Kristen chuckled
"𝘍𝘭𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦"
Phil spreads his (now considerably larger) wings
And then he saw Her, she was as beautiful as the day they were brought together and as beautiful as the night he was taken away, her stunning black hair flowing behind hair like it was floating, her blank black eyes looked like they would brim with black tears at any moment, he gently flew foreword, ducking under her veil and kissing her gently on the cheek
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯!"
So Phil laughed then told all the stories he had remembered
Kristen layer on her back and gestured for Phil to lay next to her, and so he did