I Scored Myself A Mate

Ea was laying on his bed, the covers messily surrounding his body as he sighed I'm his sleep. They had made a deal with Amelia and she had asked them one night to be able and prepare. Allias had so graciously given her the time she needed while the small elf like he was going to die out of worry. He didn't want to go to sleep, he wanted to stand outside Amelia's room all night just to be ready the exact moment she was done. Time was precious and he was not planning on wasting it any longer. He had made that mistake once. Never again.

Just before he fell asleep he couldn't help but wonder, was this how Theseus had felt? This pain, this worry. You know that your love will return but you don't know when or if he is going to be alright. That alone was painful but those images, those horribly detailed memories of the blood and his expression were to realistic for Ea to simply push them away as a scheme, a trick of this disgusting demon. He had sighed many times that night, staring at his ceiling imagining a star filled sky and counting the bright dots. This little habit of his helped him calm down during the nights he was stressed about work. He counted and counted until he reached the thousands and his eyelids slowly start getting heavy. 

As the warmth darkness of sleep surrounded him though something strange happened. He felt a pain on his chest, piercing but not the kind that you connect with muscles or the heart. It was emotional pain, he realized. His eyes remained closed and while he tried to understand what exactly was happening he heard muffled voices. Far away from him, almost like whispered but he was sure they were voices, people talking and the hairs on his body rose. Was he hallucinating? Yes, he hadn't been eating very well and maybe he had lacked some sleep but the affects would come so soon? He doubted it. He decided he wanted to wake up, open his eyes and jump off his bed. Maybe his mind was punishing him because he tried to sleep while Ares was gone. Maybe it was his guilt. Nothing happened though, Ea remained stuck in this peculiar dream. An endless darkness, a very realistic pain on his chest and the sound of voices. They became a little louder as their conversation began to get heated.

"Kalis" he heard someone shout and he gasped. This couldn't be real, he thought when he felt a tear trail paths on his cheek. He was crying? But why? He wondered when suddenly he was brought back. He opened his eyes and breathed in heavily. He sat up, looking around his room trying to spot the source of the sound. Everything had turned quiet though and the pain on his chest was slowly fading. He wiped his face, feeling the wetness of his tears and frowned. What had just happened he wondered. 

He knew that name, he had heard it before. Kalis, Kalis, he mumbled as he got up. He was pacing now back and forth his arms behind his back as he was trying to search his memories. Where had he heard that name? He asked himself and an image popped on his mind. At the trial, the witch. It was her, the one of the two sisters that was working with the demons, he realized and his eyes widened. Why would he hear his name though and who was she talking to? He wondered as he frantically looked around the room, his mind raving for an answer. The pain, the tears and the voices, the witch that had a connection with the demons. Slowly everything began to make sense, the more he repeated it the more he managed to connect the dots.

"It can't be..." He mumbled as he reached to his final result. "It can't be..." He repeated as he rushed towards his door. He messily grabbed the knob and opened it, finding himself in the dark corridor in the middle of the night. He started running, the wind from the opened windows landing on his face, whipping him gently and he turned, got up the wide staircases until he reached Theseus' and Allias' room. He bursted inside without even thinking of knocking. There was no time for that, he thought as the door opened wide and smacked the wall. 

Both of the elves shot up and Theseus was immediately off the bed and behind him. His arm was wrapped around Ea's neck bringing him in a very uncomfortable and painful headlock. Allias looked at them with wide eyes.

"Theseus it's Ea. Stop." He said and the general released his grip instantly, dropping him on the floor. The elf gasped and coughed a few times trying to catch his breath. In the mean time Allias had gotten up and rushed towards him, crouching down and reaching his eye level. "What's wrong Ea?" The king asked him. His green eyes, still bright in the darkness of the night were showing pure concern as the elf couched trying to find his voice. 

"Sorry about that." Theseus said with a yawn as he scratched the back of his head lazily. Ea looked at him with a frown before he was looking again at Allias.

"Something happened." He told them at first and the two older elves looked at him confused. 

"Something as in what?" Allias asked his eyes wary as he waited for his answer.

"I was trying to sleep. No, I had barely fallen asleep when something happened to me. I thought it was a dream and I heard voices, I first I thought I was hallucinating but then the pain on my chest and everything. It was so realistic and, and..." Ea began saying. He was speaking too fast his words coming out muffled and weird and Allias blinked a few times, his face a pure question mark as he tried to understand.

"Wait, wait. Calm down and tell us slowly." Theseus interrupted him and Ea noticed that none of them had realized what he was talking about. 

"The details don't matter" he said shaking his head. "Tonight, I think I felt Ares through our link. It can happen right?" He asked and Allias' eyes widened.

"Oh gods" he said with a short breath. "Get up we can find Ares" he told them and Ea jumped up, a small smile forming on his face.