Tale as Old As Time [Finished]

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian shook his head. "You should remember them. Their entire lives, not just the tragety at the end. There will be plenty that remember what happened...and what you DID...is still an accident you couldn't have controlled."

[yamikuronue]

"I should have been the one to die," he says, softly.

[CalamityJade]

"Blaming yourself like this...going on about how you wish it was different..all that does is drag you farther under...what about what they DID do...what about your sister's music, your father's company...hell, what about the people they were? Do you think that the world should just forget they ever existed?"

[yamikuronue]

Lance rubs at his eyes with the back of his wrist. "How can I make anyone remember.... when they see me they'll just remember what I did."

[CalamityJade]

"Well, you can try using some of that money you have. Come up with something that will let people remember them." Obsidian scratched the back of his head. "Don't make it about seeing you...make it about seeing them in the things you do."

[yamikuronue]

"I don't want anyone thinking about me at all. I just... I just want to be alone."

[CalamityJade]

"What you want..." Obsidian made a sigh. "You want to be punished...and it keeps eating at you...but if you keep doing things for their sake...then you'll actually be doing something a lot greater."

[yamikuronue]

Lance takes a deep, shuddering breath. "I don't think I can."

[CalamityJade]

"Welll, not how you are, and sure as hell not on your own...but I guess that's why I'm here. To make sure I do what I was asked to." Obsidian wasn't going to call it a 'final request'. That...no one really made those anyway. "It'll be a lot of work and you're gonna hate me by the end of it, but if you lasted this long on your own, then you might have a chance."

[yamikuronue]

Lance takes another deep breath, then nods. "What... do I do?"

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian nodded. "First thing...get some clothes and help us air out this place." He sighed. "Didn't realize how many damn rooms this place had."

[yamikuronue]

Lance pushes off from the wall, pulling off his shirt as he goes... and revealing the huge scars across his chest. A visceral reminder that he didn't just tussle with a werewolf, he should have died during the fever that took him on the three days between the fight with the werewolf and the deaths of his family.

[CalamityJade]

Damn...Obsidian couldn't help but notice the scars across Lance's chest. The thing must have been some beast. "...Who was it that looked after you...I mean after the fight." That would have probably killed people twice his age when it happened...well, unless the curse sets in immediately.

[yamikuronue]

Lance hesitates, glancing away. "Mom. Well, Dad bound my wounds, but Mom was with me during the fever."

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian nodded. "Hmm..." Then it might be both the people helping him and the curse. It was...rather sad, but impressive none the less. "Was thinking about everything that happened. Wondered if they'd gotten someone to look after that wound when you got it." He tilted his head in the direction of Lance's chest.