Chapter 6: Zannor
Zannor and Sin sat at the long table with Faye. The afternoon and night had passed them and it was time for breakfast.
Faye was silent as she ate her meal like nothing was bothering her.
Zannor sat across from her, not hungry.
Sin was seated at the end with his elbows on the table and his chin resting in his hands as he watched the two siblings.
"So…" Zannor finally started to break the long awkward silence between them.
"Why'd you leave?" Fay spoke before her younger brother could and it surprised him by her sudden question.
"Why'd you leave? You just disappeared without a trace or a word to anyone. Where'd you go?" she asked with a little bitterness in her tone.
The human exhaled while trying to think. "It's a really long story. I don't even know where to start."
"That's alright. I have all eternity to hear why you abandoned your family for no reason at all."
"It's not like that, Faye," Zannor defended himself to her, not liking her attitude with him. "I didn't just up and leave because I wanted to. I had no choice in the matter." She went quiet again and he sighed in disgust while looking away from her. "You haven't changed a bit. You going to try and turn this around on me too, Faye? You want to blame all of the world's problems on me again?"
"Don't be absurd, Aaron. You're such a drama queen. I'm just asking you a simple question and you can't even answer it. Do you have something so precious to hide? What reason do you have that made you drop off the planet, leaving me alone with dad and Ian, huh? You couldn't handle mom's death? Did you go to cut your wrists again? Oh, so sad. Did you have to go crawl in your little emo cave and cry yourself to sleep, Aaron?" She drew her finger down her cheek in mocking pity.
"Why do you have to be such a bitch?" he yelled at her while standing up. "That's not the reason I left! That has absolutely nothing to do with it! Why do you have to turn everything I do into something bad? Were you even concerned that I left at all? What if I was taken by somebody against my own will? Would you even care? No! You're always too busy thinking of ways to turn everything against me just to make me feel bad!"
"Oh please. No one took you. Don't get your hair all tied in a knot."
"Well, what if I was?"
"No one did, so it doesn't matter, Aaron. Now stop getting all uptight. Gah, you're annoying as ever. You probably should have just stayed in your emo cave. Do the world a favor," she scoffed while observing her well manicured fingers.
Zannor sat back down trying to boil his intense anger down.
Sin had never seen the human so pissed off before. He wasn't even sure on how to comment. Sibling rivalry wasn't something he wanted to get involved with, especially with this particular family. It was annoying because still no questions have been answered from either side.
"What, are you giving me the silent treatment now? You're so immature."
Zannor paused between every word while trying not to yell. "You know what? I'm happy I left you. I'm just happy I left this place and you and everything about you. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. I wouldn't change things if I could go back."
"Yeah? Then maybe you should just go back to being dead if you hate your family so much."
"I don't hate my family, Faye. Stop twisting what I say. I'm just frustrated with you. That's all."
"You're so pathetic. Sure, just blame me like you always do."
"I'm not blaming you or anyone for anything! You just- gah!" He ran his metal fingers through his hair, not knowing what to do with all of his emotions. He just wanted to rip the girl's head off. There was always nonstop tension between him and her. He thought he forgave her in his years away from her, but being back changed his mind completely.
"What happened to your arm?" she asked, not concerned that it was replaced, but curious.
Sin finally made a sound when he let out a small chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Faye asked the demon.
"Sorry, his arm incident was mostly my fault. He forgives me though, don't you, Aaron?"
Zannor glanced at the demon and his glass cup shattered into a hundred pieced as his food exploded along with the plate it was on.
"What was that?" Faye asked in alarm.
Sin shook some of the burnt food out of his hair and wiped the water off his face. "It happens sometimes."
"So, why do you call yourself a god, Faye? Did your ego finally block whatever sanity you had before I left?" Zannor asked, not wanting to explain that he had supernatural powers.
"Your brother and I have found the secret to immortal-."
"What about dad?"
"Don't interrupt me. He died before we found it."
The two siblings locked eyes with each other, both staring the other down.
"How dare you accuse me of lying?"
"Because you're a liar! You're just one big, lying, selfish, conceited bitch!" he yelled and they both stood up practically hissing at each other.
"I swear if you were not my younger brother, I'd have you thrown into the torture chambers right this second!" Fay screamed while slamming her fists on the table.
"That never stopped you before!"
They both looked like they wanted to throw away the table separating them and tear the other apart.
"I hate you so much!"
"That's no surprise! I hate you too!" Zannor screamed back with his eyes turning into an ice blue as all the glasses shattered around him.
"Whoa, let's all just calm down here for a second," Sin said while starting to get out of his seat and back away. "Let's handle this like adults, please."
"What the hell is your deal with me!"
"You're so annoying! I did everything perfect and mom still liked you best! Nothing I did ever pleased her! But you'd do nothing and she'd think the world of you!"
"There you go again! Blaming me for all your problems! Get over yourself and realize that the world doesn't revolve around you! Try treating people like normal human beings for once! Mom never played favorites!"
"You're wrong! Everything is your fault!"
"Oh, you want to blame me for her death too now? Go on! Tell me I killed her too!"
"You did! You killed our mother!"
"Damn it, Faye! You're driving me crazy!"
Sin took a daring chance and stepped up on the table. He walked over to the center and stood between the two fighting siblings. "Relax, both of you. I feel like I'm getting old listening to you two bicker."
"Don't tell me what to do," Fay said bluntly.
"Oh, right, sorry." Sin turned to the human. "Aaron, you shut up and don't let it get to you."
Zannor sat back down while taking in a big deep breath to calm down.
Sin sat down on the table. "Now I know I have to sit between you two. I know there's a long rooted problem between you both from the past with your mother and all, but let's try and see past that for the moment, alright? Let's act like civilized people and talk of the present issues before us now. Can we do that?"
Faye finally sat down as well with her arms crossed over her chest. "Whatever."
Sin smiled at her, being the biggest suck up Zannor ever knew. "I know what happened to Aaron when he disappeared from your home. Well, some of it. The honest truth is that he wanted nothing of it. All he wanted the whole time is to get back home, but with people like me, we made it hard for him. If you want to blame anyone, please blame me. I'm sorry for any trouble caused from Aaron's absence."
"I'm over it. I don't care anymore," Fay lied, still very bitter. "What did you say your name was again?"
"What do your close friends call you?"
"Are you seriously hitting on him right now? He's not your type, trust me."
"How would you know what my type is? And I'm not hitting on him! I politely asking for his name! Nothing wrong with that!"
Sin scratched his head in thought. "Let's have a tour of the house! Get our minds off the temporary irritations."
Faye walked close to Sin in their tour around parts of the palace as Zannor stayed behind them.
The human felt annoyed just being in the same area with his sister.
The palace was extravagant. It was beautiful, but it was just too much. The walls towered over them to the high ceiling. The glazed stones shined without a spec of dust or smears to be seen. The large halls didn't seem to end, doors on all sides leading into even bigger rooms. Fay had a room for everything. If she wanted a garden for her bathroom, she had it. If she wanted a bathroom for her bathroom, it wouldn't surprise him. The girl was spoiled and all too proud of it.
Sin kept his hands in his pockets, not wanting to touch anything. He was a little too careful.
"How do you like it, brother? Impressed?" Faye asked with an evil grin. It was a simple question, but she still looked like she was ready to kill everyone in her path.
"Sure, you could say that."
"Yeah? What was your home like while you were gone?"
Sin turned his head away with another chuckle.
"Shut up. It wasn't that bad. You've never even stepped foot into it anyway, Sin."
"Oh, Scribe told me all about it. It seemed pretty epic."
"Who is Scribe? Awe, did Aaron make some friends?" Fay asked in ridicule.
"I wouldn't say friend," Sin corrected. "More like a royal pain in the ass."
"Aaron, I am curious as to where you've been all this time. What rock have you been hiding under and why haven't you aged a lot? You couldn't have possibly found immortality. Is there even proof that you're my brother? You could be a delinquent," Faye said, testing him.
"Just how many years have I been gone anyway?"
"You answer my questions first."
They walked into a living room with dark red couches and chairs. Ornate crystal chandeliers were the source of lights as maids stood near the perimeter of the room, ready to take orders.
Faye picked up some of her robes and sat down.
Zannor sat far away from her and snatched Sin's sleeve when he walked by, forcing the demon to sit next to him.
Sin blinked but crossed one leg over the other to get comfortable. Life just grew more entertaining every second he spent with the human. "So, Aaron, how do you want to go about telling your sister about what happened to you?"
"You talk as if it were something complicated," Faye stated, annoyed.
"That's because it is. You're going to think I'm crazy or just stupid when I tell you anyway."
"I already do. Spit it out."
"I was taken by a dragon girl to a different world that consisted of only elves and demons. I lived on the streets till I learned the language and joined an underground group. I ran into Sin a year back and we had a fight. That's what happened to my arm and that's where I've been the past eleven years: a different world."
"Do I look gullible?"
"Well, your whole story on being an immortal god seems a bit out there too, you know?"
"But it's believable and true, unlike that crap story you just told." She looked at Sin and he caught the stare. "What's the real story?"
He was either to support Zannor in the truth while looking like a crazy idiot, or come up with a story that she could relate to. "You brother was taken many years ago for illegal testing. They were looking for a way to make the body and mind last longer, kind of like immortality, but not quite. Lot of drugs that screwed up his head were used. I was one of the test subjects as well. Neither of us really remembered what happened in the past 100 years. I doubt those tests worked for complete immortality like you have, but it stopped our aging at some point and we're here today, so something went right. We were being held outside the kingdom, so it felt like a completely different world. I'm not sure how that teleporter got us into your home, but it did." The way he said it sounded too convincing. The guy was an excellent liar.
"Oh, that makes sense now. Why didn't you just tell me that instead of making up some story?" Fay glared at Zannor who was giving Sin a look. "So, are you two like together or something?"
"Together?" Zannor repeated confused as Sin just let out an uneasy laugh, understanding the question.
"No, we have no interest in each other like that. I don't like guys like that, period," Sin answered.
She leaned back in her chair satisfied with the response. "Good to know that my little brother didn't turn into a weak fag while away."
Sin felt bad for his human friend. The guy probably got crap like this from Faye from the start, got it when he entered Rozen, got it from Deagon in the Mutiny, and now he's having to put up with more of it. Faye reminded him of Bleidd to an extent, but less evil or smart. Bleidd was scary because he knew no boundaries and he was unpredictable. Faye was an open book to be seen on every page.
Zannor leaned back in his seat as well, not responding to his sister this time. She was a lost cause.
There was a few moments of awkward silence, but Fay broke it was a question. "Do you guys want anything?"
Sin realized that she was mainly asking him. "No, I'm find, thank you."
"Faye, in all seriousness." Zannor caught her gaze. "When I was gone, what happened? Like with dad and Ian?"
"You want to know what happened to dad? He died because you killed mother and left. He couldn't handle life anymore, so he just left like you. He died, like you."
There she was going again, blaming him for everything. Zannor wanted to cry. Here he was, finally reunited with his family, but it was like they hated him and wanted him to just go back to where he was.
"Can you get past the fact that everything is my fault and just explain what happened?" Zannor asked calmly, trying to control his emotions.
"We had a few world wars and some continents were blown off the face of the planet. That's when he came along and helped us. He showed us immortality and eternal youth. He helped us build this kingdom. He made it just in time when the world was poisoned. So I saved all these people from the outside. I took them in and gave them hope and life. Because of him, I am their savior, their god. In return, I rule over them. If they can't listen, I can caste them out to where they came and they can die."
"Who is he?"
"He said not to say his name, but he was there for us when we needed him, unlike some people."
"I was taken. Does that mean nothing to you? I wanted to get back to you, but it was out of my control. Me being missing wasn't my fault. What do you want from me, Faye? I'm sorry I wasn't there for you and that you think everything bad that happened is my fault. I don't know what else to say to you to make everything better between us."
"Why are you making all this about you?" It was like it went in one ear and right out the other with this girl.
"Are you retarded or something? Are you even listening to me?"
She stood up furious. "Do not insult me! You may be family, but I will have you executed if you provoke me."
Zannor rested his head on his hand with eyes closed. It was like trying to communicate with a conceited fool. There was no point. Nothing he could say would change her. "Forget it. Sorry."
Sin leaned over to his human friend and whispered, "I sense a demon."
"Are you serious?" Zannor whispered back. "How'd it get in? I sense nothing."
"What are you two talking about?" Faye asked, very suspicious of them.
Sin was about to respond but cried out in pain when two lanky arms wrapped around him from behind and a mouth of fangs sank into his shoulder. He threw the black demon over and it let go.
Faye stood up and guards rushed over with their guns armed and ready. They fired at the spider-like demon, but the bullets had no effect.
It hissed and crawled back over to Sin who was on his feet holding his bleeding shoulder.
Zannor was about to shoot it, but Faye pushed him down and aimed her own gun at it.
She fired and still received no results as it attacked Sin, sending him down on his back. "What is that thing?"
Two more mouths grew out of the demon's neck like snakes, biting into Sin's skin. "You belong in our world, not this one. You will suffer for abandoning us," it hissed darkly.
Faye tried shooting at it again as did the guards.
They started to run over with tazors.
"Get out of the way!" Zannor shoved his sister and put his pistol to the demon's side. One of the snakeheads bit into his arm and he just grinned. "Sorry, it's metal. No blood in there." He shot it and the demon flew off of Sin in agony. "Light bullets. Tastes good, doesn't it?" He shot it in the head next and it started screeching.
Everyone stopped while staring at the supernatural human and demon.
The other snakehead struck at his ankle, but he blew it off with another bullet before it could reach. "I foresee your future, boy!" it yelled at him through the pain. "Suffering and death! Regret and sorrow! Everyone you love will hurt! They will die and so will you!"
Zannor was ready to shoot again, but it vanished before them. He put his pistol away in repulse. He turned around to the others. Everyone was staring at him.
Sin didn't comment and just remained on the floor holding onto his shoulder.
"What was that thing?" Faye asked, "and why were you able to hurt it and not anyone else? You're hiding something from me and I don't like it, little brother. You let it in, didn't you?"
"I did no such thing. Why would I let a creature like that in? How could I let a creature like that in?" He looked at Sin knowing that it was more than likely the demon's fault that it came in. It must have come from the delusion world in search of him.
"Oi, don't you love the feeling of that sudden adrenaline shooting through your body? Lovely stuff," Sin laughed, hardly able to move his head or arms.
"Can we get a medic over here to help him?" Faye demanded of the guards rather than asked.
Zannor knelt down to his friend. "Are you alright?"
Sin smiled. "Don't worry about it, kiddo. Thanks for taking care of it." He sat up and winced. "I have little experience in my new abilities, so be cautious. Sorry," he explained with his voice low.
Faye kicked Zannor in the head. "Start explaining yourself. I want details."
"Did you have to kick me to ask?"
She kicked him again and he glared up at her.
Doctors hurried over to Sin to aid him.
The demon chuckled nervously. "I'm fine, really! No need to check on me!"
It was too late. They grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and ripped it down to check out the wound on his shoulder. They found nothing. Not even a scratch or scar. "What the?"
"See? No need. Thank you though." He was about to get up but stopped, images flashing before his eyes. Worlds of blood and killing were shown before him. Bodies dangling from wires, naked and twisted. Hands were sewn together and eyes were black sockets of nothingness. Hundred of images went through his head in a matter of seconds.
He put his hand on his head and took a deep breath. Something was definitely wrong.