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mistralxsoul · 10 months ago

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Flynn remained standing there, watching Yuri as he turned to leave and remained standing there a long while after he was gone. He waited, almost as if someone would come out and tell him that this was some cruel joke. He waited, letting reality settle, letting his breathing fall back under control. Then with one giant breath, he turned and slammed his fist into the brick wall that rested behind him.

It hurt and he wasn’t sure if the armor on his glove was enough to shield his hand from the damage but it was enough to ground him and enough to get some of the anger out of his system before he returned to his knights. He would have to take care of his hand at a later point, already knowing that if Yuri had seen him even attempt such a stupid stunt, he likely would have stopped the fist before it could connect to rock.

But Yuri couldn’t be there anymore because of the damned system that judged him without so much as a trial. He had been mercilessly judged by those who had no right to be a part of his sentence. Judged by people who didn’t know him, who only took the crime at face value. Everyone, every single human in the entire world, deserved fair judgment for their crimes. And if Yuri had committed a crime, it should have been investigated. He should have been questioned.

That was the world that Flynn wanted to build. He never wanted to use his vision orb and he knew that decision would come back to bite him. But he had to stick with his word. He had to be the one to begin the change. Be the one who showed the world that a fair judgment could be done under their hands. That the justice system could deliver an accurate judgment on those who deserve it and protect those who did no wrong.

As Flynn returned to his knights, the sting of his eyes and burning of his hand served as that reminder.

…

It would be a few months before Flynn would see Yuri again. He imagined that Yuri likely traveled far away from Zaphias after that day, to avoid getting caught for the crime of destroying Vision Central and, as much as Flynn hated to think about it, to avoid being associated with Flynn in any way. It was probably in their best interests of course, but that didn’t mean that Flynn had to like and accept that.

The only one from the Lower Quarter that he told about Yuri had been Hanks. As much as Flynn wanted to tell everyone that Yuri was alive and as well as he could be, it was much too risky to talk about. If someone caught wind that Flynn not only knew a Transgressor but also associated with one with no intention of trying to capture or kill him, then Flynn’s career– and most importantly, his life– would practically be forfeit.

Hanks reacted about as well as Flynn expected. He was quiet, his eyes watered but he kept as calm and collected as he could have possibly been. As upset (but relieved) as he had been, though, he didn’t seem too surprised that Yuri was still alive somewhere. Any boy that was raised by Jiri wouldn’t let himself die so easily, Hanks had said. Flynn silently agreed. They didn’t talk about it beyond that… for their own safety.

Life continued as normal for the next couple of months before he had been given another order to leave Zaphias and travel back to the Outside world. Their world and the Kingdom of Medagal within the Outside world had entered a kind of (Communication?) (Alliance?).... something that seemed to be a secret to almost everyone in the world aside from the close circles within both empires. Flynn wasn’t sure if he should feel lucky or unnerved that he was considered important enough to know of this. Regardless, he was tasked to deliver a letter directly to the king as discreetly as possible. Leaving the safety of the Lower Quarter to a small handful of knights that he knew he could trust, Flynn departed on the mission immediately. Being away from the prying eyes of the empire made Flynn feel like he could breathe once again.

But, he should’ve known that his status as a knight could never escape him. It seemed like if someone pinned him as a knight, they would never be shy in requesting assistance in some shape or form and usually, Flynn was willing to help, so long as he kept interactions brief and simple. After all, it was safe to assume that people just saw him as a knight from Medagal and he was more than happy to let them continue thinking that.

So when a young woman flagged him down in the middle of a forest, frantic and distressed, Flynn couldn’t bring it in his heart to turn down her plea for help. Of course, he could feel his heart twist when she began rambling about running into a Transgressor in this forest and how her father and his friend were currently fighting with the criminal to try and apprehend him.

He shouldn’t assume… but…

Uneasiness settled in his chest as he let the young woman latch onto his arm and pull him deeper into the forest towards where she had left her father and his friend to fend off the Transgressor.

“Did this person attack your party? Was anyone injured?” Flynn asked as he was tugged along. If whoever this was didn’t attack, it was possible that the transgressor that they were facing was just an innocent person but… he couldn’t just assume. But the woman’s next words had practically confirmed it.

“No, Ser Knight but– my father was a knight before he had to retire and– we were traveling through the forest and we spotted the man. At first, we thought he needed assistance but then we saw the Stain of Guilt and my father– He wanted to arrest the man and take him in for his punishment, you see– I told him to just call for the Enforcers but–”

Flynn gritted his teeth. It was sounding more and more likely that the person in question was just minding his own business. Flynn began to assure the woman that he would handle it but yelling was heard just up ahead and he barely got a word out before the woman gripped his arm tighter and dragged him along. As they approached the brief clearing in the trees, the yelling became clearer and the familiar barks of a dog shot fear straight into Flynn’s chest.

“Just bloody surrender, will ya?! Your kind doesn’t have a place in this world, you know! Y’ shoulda long been snatched up by the enforcers! You should be paying for whatever crime you did!” The older man yells out, hand gripping tightly onto a rock, hand tilted back as if he were wanting to throw it.

Flynn bit his tongue upon hearing the words. ‘Whatever crime you did’ he says… He doesn’t even care what the crime was! But as the woman drags him over, his annoyance quickly turns to anger upon seeing the familiar face of said Transgressor, standing not too far away. The familiar face of his best friend, a face that he was starting to accept that he would likely not see again for a very long time.

His best friend, a transgressor who was now being harassed by these two men. Gritting his teeth, Flynn practically peeled the girl off of his arm and put a hand on the hilt of his blade as he stepped forward. As much as he wanted to yell at these men to back off and to stop acting so foolishly, he knew he had to proceed with this carefully. In order to get Yuri out of there.

Repede stands nearby, standing defensively next to Yuri though his growling stops when Flynn appears on the scene. With a deep breath, Flynn calls out to the men, choosing his words carefully.

“Please stand back! Sir, If you could, please leave this to me!" Stop it. Stop yelling at him. “You shouldn’t confront a Transgressor like this on your own, retired Knight or no. It could be dangerous.” Yuri didn’t do anything wrong to warrant this!

He wished he could explain. Wished he had time to warn him properly. Even for Yuri, it was almost insane how quickly everything in the world just went completely haywire. Things were normal for a while at least, aside from the constant fear of never know who was next on Vision Central. That was just the norm though. Other than that, Yuri's life had been normal. Average. Things were fine until... Van happened.

When Repede nudged him, he looked back at him for a moment, a small sigh leaving him and he nodded. Repede was right and he knew that, but walking away like this was just... difficult. He knew Repede understood, but they all knew Yuri getting noticed here did none of them any favors. Rather, it could just end up getting them all killed.

Flynn's apology could have broken his heart though if it wasn't already basically broken. Yuri had already lost so much of himself that was hardly recovering around Kanata's group. It was nothing compared to what he was before. Flynn probably noticed it too... how everything about his demeanor had reshaped itself for survival and reality.

"It's okay. All of this has been... a lot." They both knew why he cried. Yuri might have felt the same way if he had as well, and eventually he would, even if only out of frustration. Their entire situation just felt like... a lie. In some way, it almost felt like it was just there for people's entertainment. To watch some supposed criminal just try to keep living and struggling all the time. To see who else suffers in the meantime who knew him.

Maybe he did need to leverage with Jade. Not only was he important in his military, but he was also technically in opposition to the side that was... rampant with these things. Yuri didn't know much about Gadel, but he was at least aware he was to blame for Aegis' sin being completely made up. For all Aegis insisted he had committed at least a sin of sorts, it was nothing worth the lie he was being put through.

Even if Flynn was partially joking, Yuri still gave the smallest nod in understanding. He was still right. If they met, Flynn couldn't risk his position or his entire life by associating with him in front of others. Some soldiers might be understanding if they knew he was an old friend, but most of them would only give him so long to "steel himself" and "get over it". They would likely only leave him to a grieving period - not a chance to explain the truth.

Still, he knew he had to go and sighed again, almost as a means of bracing himself to be able to leave. Being condemned was difficult and painful, but taking him away from his life - Flynn and the Lower Quarter - was even worse. His hand reached for Flynn's as he leaned back toward Flynn for another, this time brief, kiss. "I love you too. Always." It had taken everything left in him not to choke on his words. It was too late for that. He had to leave.

He gave the longest glance he could before turning around, patting Repede's head to let him know it was time to go. Repede answered with a quiet bark and followed Yuri down the alleyway. Yuri stopped only briefly to look back at Flynn, not saying a word; no expression on his face that remained before he rounded the corner.

He wasn't sure if he was angrier than he was sad. Angry that this had to happen in the first place. Yuri had been angry enough to kill before, but seeing the effect a single condemnation could have on so many others was a lot more than aggravating. Yuri's life hadn't been the only one ruined and nobody cared. None of the masses cared about the others who lives were in danger now just for associating with him. Just for knowing him.

This all started because of Kasque, didn't it? No matter how much he blamed Van, if Van was just working for Kasque, he needed to skip right over Van's head and go for her. Kanata and the others were doing that, but they weren't strong enough yet. None of them were. They needed to be. If Yuri was going to kill anyone, it had to be her. If Van got in the way, he would just have to go down too.

#bravewolfvesperia #[Crestoria Verse]#//sweating bc i tried not to make this get too long and yet

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