Francis; Forgotten Hope

I turned my body slowly to fully meet him.

"Francis..." I trailed off.

"I guess I have some explaining to do...But when mom said you probably weren't coming, I couldn't wait." he explained slowly.

"How long are you staying?" I asked.

"I don't know...it depends on the.....circumstances."

I sighed. I knew this was going to be difficult. Francis disappeared and then reappeared next to me. He looked through the small window at Houkou, watching the monitor of his heartbeat.

"Well what do you know? He's the five tailed dog demon. A pure blood."

I nodded. "Can you do anything to help him?"

He took a step back and looked up at the ceiling. "Why would I? He's done nothing for me."

That hurt. That hurt a lot. He saw the pain in my eyes though...

"But," he began, "If he means enough to you that you would rather stay here than see your own family....I guess you care a lot don't you?"

Hope filled my body. Francis was never there for me, and I guess that he understands the pain I felt when I was by myself or with mom. Now he knows how to be my brother.

"I'm going to check what's happening in his mind right now." he explained before vanishing again.

In a few seconds Houkou's heartbeat quickened and didn't die down.

Francis returned just as fast as he left. He looked flushed. And he was panting heavily.

"H-he's f-f-fighting with him-s-self..." he gasped. "And i-if he doesn't win...he will die."

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