MCYT(Mostly Hermitcraft)Oneshot Boo... - Chapter 28: Chapter 28

Martyn's hands shake as he holds the axe in his hands.
"Come on. It's an order. The Red Winter is coming." Ren grins and kneels, he bows his head.
Martyn swings the axe and cuts off Ren's head.
A few moments later, Ren walks to him and laughs. "We are in power now, my loyal hand. The Red Winter is here." Ren grins evily.
Martyn is still shaking.
Ren notices, and his gaze softens. "Martyn. You did the right thing, lad." Ren grins more and pats Martyn on the back. He walks off into the Dogwarts castle.
Martyn drops the axe as soon as he leaves and looks at the blood staining his hands.
"He... he's gone crazy." Martyn whispers to himself. "M-My liege...what has gotten into you.." Martyn mutters until a voice in his head creeps in.
"Kill, everyone. Betray Ren, you have no loyalty. 'Hand'" The voice mocked.
Martyn shakes his head and rushes to his room. He throws some clothes into a sack and stuffs it with a blanket before rushing back down to the dungeons. He grabs one of the torches in the corridor and runs outside.
"I will not be manipulated by that monster." Martyn growls as he runs through the castle grounds. "If I must die, I will die defending you against those monsters." Martyn mutters darkly as he leaves Dogwarts. "My liege I will return.. I promise." Martyn whispers and runs far away.
When Martyn didn't show up to dinner, everyone was concerned.
"Skizzle. Have you seen Martyn?" Ren asks.
"No, sir." Skizz replies.
Ren looks around to the people at the table, and no one seems to know where Martyn is.
"He's probably practicing his swordsmanship outside." Impulse suggests.
That is a possibility, but Martyn never misses dinner. Ren gets up and looks for Martyn. When he sees Martyn's things missing, his heart drops.
Was Martyn taken...? No.. they wouldn't have taken his stuff. Did he...run away?
"No.." Ren whispers. "Martyn...Martyn!!! Martyn!!!" Ren yells in despair as he falls to his knees, crying. "Where are you.. wherever you are..." He says quietly and sobs softly. "Please...e back. Come back home..." He begs. He feels like he lost something important again. Like a piece of him was ripped away from him.
Ren sobs.
"Come..e back, Martyn...I need you.." Ren whispers.
It has been 5 years since Martyn left. Things have been getting tense between Dogwarts and the Desert Kingdom.
"I'm just here for a friendly deal." Scar, the leader of the Desert Kingdom, grins.
Ren scoffs. "Your scams don't work on me, Scar." He says flatly.
Scar laughs. "You think this is easy. I can get you anything you want, Ren. But I want your friendship first." Scar explains while taking out his dagger, he twirls it in his hands.
Everyone freezes when they see the dagger in Scar's hands, and Ren doesn't, though.
"I have nothing to lose, Scar. But you do." Ren says coldly.
"Scar!!!" Someone yells.
Scar looks over to see his advisor, Grian, chained up with a knife to his neck.
"Grian!" Scar calls out. "You leave him out of this, Ren!" Scar demands.
Ren laughs.
"Listen, Scar. I do not wish to give you the power of the enchanter. Unless." Ren grins. "Choose Scar. Grian..or..the Enchanter." Ren smirks.
"What..?" Scar whispers. He looks at Grian and then back at Ren. The enchanter will make him very powerful, but leaving Grian... his best friend.
"Scar...?" Grian whispers.
"What do you choose, Scar? Grian or the Enchanter?" Ren grins.
"...Grian." Scar says simply. He lowers his sword to the ground.
Ren raises his eyebrows. "Let Grian go, Skizz." Ren commands.
Skizz lets go of Grian. Grian falls to his knees.
"Now get out of here before I change my mind, Scar." Ren says with venomous eyes.
Scar nods and goes to Grian.
"Let's go, G." Scar whispers.
Scar picks up Grian and carries him away back to the Desert Kingdom.
Ren grins and goes back into his castle.
He sits on his throne and burries his face in his hands.
He opens his heart necklace's locket. It's a picture of him and Martyn before Ren was the King of Dogwarts.
His smile slowly fades as memories start to flood his mind of their time together. Martyn reads stories with him, cooking together, sparring together, dancing together, walking along the river banks together, sharing drinks together, arguing about silly things, and the dreams about kissing Martyn. His heart aches every time he closes his locket, and he can feel the emptiness inside of it.
He opens his mouth to yell at someone, but a knock on his door makes him stop. "Enter." He tells whoever is there.
The doors open, revealing a tall man. He is wearing a dark green cloak.
The hood hides his face, but Ren has a feeling this stranger knows who he is.
"My liege." The man says.
"What..?" Ren's eyes widen, the only person who calls him that is Martyn.
The man walks towards Ren. His boots click loudly on the stone floor.
Suddenly, the man pulls off his hood and reveals his bright green eyes and blonde hair.
"Martyn..!" Ren whispers. He jumps off his throne and hugs Martyn tightly.
"Why...you..how-" Ren gasps. "How could you run away from me..?" Ren's voice is barely above a whisper, his eyes fill with tears.
Martyn looks down guiltily. He tries to say something, but Ren squeezes tighter.
"Why..why would you do this? Why..would you betray me?!" Ren hiccups and buries his head in Martyn's shoulder. Martyn rubs Ren's back comfortingly.
"I had to go." Martyn mutters after a while.
"What..what does that mean? What happened..?" Ren whispers and locks eyes with Martyn.
"Can't we talk about this la-" Martyn gasps. He got shot in the back with an arrow.
Ren looks up and sees Scar, Grian, and....Impulse. Impulse shoots another arrow at Martyn, which makes Ren pull Martyn behind him.
"Impulse! What are you doing?!" Ren yells angrily.
"He's working for me now, Ren." Scar grins. "Hand over the enchanter, and we will let Martyn live." Scar chuckles.
While this encounter goes on.
Martyn locks eyes with Grian.
Grian's eyes widen as he sees white misty figures around Martyn.
"Scar w-" A loud scream cuts Grian off.
Martyn has a sword going through his chest from behind.
Ren turns and sees Scott stabbing Martyn.
Scott grunts and yanks the sword out of Martyn, blood splattering everywhere and his hands shaking.
Martyn gasps and falls to the floor.
Everyone is shocked, even Scar.
"Martyn.." Ren whispers, and he drops to his knees. "Martyn, please..." Ren pulls Martyn onto his lap. "I just got him back...why.." Ren whispers.
"Your people killed my husband Ren. I am vengeful." Scott grins.
"Leave. Now." Ren glares angrily at Scar, Grian, and Impulse. "He's dying already. You have nothing on me anymore."
Everyone leaves, even Scott.
"Martyn... please tell me you're still... here." Ren murmurs into Martyn's chest and hugs him tight.
Martyn smiles sadly. "Of course." He says quietly. He coughs violently, and his eyes cloud over and lose their focus.
"Martyn?" Ren whispers, and he strokes Martyn's cheek. "Don't leave me... not yet." Ren cries.
"It's okay, darling. Everything's going to be alright.." Martyn reassures him.
"But..no..it isn't." Ren cries out. "I...I love you. Martyn..."
"I love you too, my Liege..." Martyn whispers.
"No. Martyn. Don't you dare leave me..." Ren whispers harshly.
"Hush." Martyn soothes.
Ren shakes his head, sobbing. "No, Martyn. Please don't leave me."
Martyn kisses Ren's forehead softly and sighs. His breathing slows down.
"Martyn?" Ren asks desperately. He brushes some of Martyn's blond bangs aside, revealing his pale complexion. "I need you Martyn..Please...wake up..." Ren's voice cracks as he begins to cry once more. "Oh god...don't leave me alone Martyn..please...please..." Ren repeats as he holds Martyn close.
Skizz runs in and sees them.
"Ren.."
Martyn was put into the infirmary. He's still alive...barely.
Healers are at Martyn's side all day.
Ren hasn't left Martyn's side.
He stares blankly at Martyn's lifeless looking body.
"Ren, are you here?" Skizz looks into the infirmary.
"I've been here all night, Skizz." Ren croaks out.
Skizz sits next to Ren and hugs him.
Ren cries himself to sleep in Skizz's arms.
It's been two months. Martyn is still alive, and Ren checks on him every day.
Sometimes, he comes and sits by Martyn's bedside, talking to him. Even if Martyn can't hear him. Sometimes, he sits near Martyn's bed, holding his hand and talking about what he missed during their travels. He talks and talks until his voice gives out, and he falls asleep next to Martyn's bedside.
That day is one of those days.
Ren wakes up and goes over to Martyn's bed. He takes Martyn's hand.
The skin feels cold against his warm fingers.
"Come back to me, Martyn." Ren whispers weakly. "Please come back to me. I love you.."
Ren cries for about an hour until he feels a soft grip on his hand.
"Martyn..?" Ren looks up at Martyn.
Martyn's eyes flutter open slightly, his eyes still cloudy. "Where..." Martyn rasps and closes his eyes again.
Tears stream down Ren's face. "My darling..!" Ren whispers and cups Martyn's face.
"R-Ren..?" Martyn whispers.
"Yes..dear...I'm here." Ren kisses Martyn's cheek. "You're alive..." Ren whispers.
"Ren.." Martyn says, slowly opening his eyes fully. "You're here...where else would I be..?" Martyn smiles. "I want...to be where ever you are.."
"I'm right here, love." Ren says and wipes Martyn's tear stained cheeks.
"I never want...to go away again...from you." Martyn says as a tear slips out of his eye.
"I won't let you go." Ren chokes out. "I'll always protect you..." Ren kisses Martyn.
Martyn kisses back lovingly. Ren's hands slowly caress Martyn's back.
Then they pull apart. Their faces are inches apart, and they look deeply into each others eyes.
They both lean in, and their noses brush lightly as they close the gap between their lips. Their lips lock together.
Their kiss deepens as they hold each other closer.
They pull away, and Martyn leans on Ren. "Are you okay..." Martyn whispers into Ren's ear.
"Better than ever." Ren replies and kisses Martyn's cheek. "I love you so much.." Ren presses Martyn's head to his chest. "Stay with me, Martyn." He begs.
"I will... always...stay with you, my liege." Martyn smiles.
"Martyn~" Ren coos as Martyn walks into the throne room.
"Yes, my liege?" Martyn walks to Ren.
"They built your throne. What do you think, darling?" Ren smiles and points to the quartz throne embedded with emeralds. "Look how beautiful it is!" Ren giggles like a child as he stands on his tip toes to get closer to the gem in the top of the throne.
"Oh...yes, it is lovely." Martyn smirks, his lips curved into a smile.
"Darling, come sit." Ren points to the throne.
Martyn walks over and sits on the throne. Ren sits on his lap.
"My liege..." Martyn whispers and kisses Ren.
"Mmm..." Ren hums happily, kissing Martyn.
"Ren... I love you." Martyn murmurs, biting his lip and running his fingers through Ren's hair. "With every ounce of my heart...I love you." He adds as he kisses Ren again.
"And I love you..with every bit of mine.." Ren responds as he grabs Martyn's head and pulls him in for another kiss.
The pair continue to kiss while sitting on the throne.
Ren pulls away. "I..have a question for you." Ren murmurs as he looks into Martyn's emerald green eyes.
"Anything..my liege." Martyn replies with a slight blush in his cheeks.
"Would..it be strange if I wanted you to marry me?" Ren whispers.
Martyn smirks. "Well my liege, if you ask me nicely, I may consider marrying you." Martyn teases.
"I want you, Martyn." Ren mumbles.
"If that's what you desire, then I shall gladly marry you, my liege." Martyn smirks.
Ren chuckles and pecks his lips.
"You are so cute." Martyn grins.
"Shut up." Ren rolls his eyes and leans in for another kiss. This time, Martyn captures Ren's lips with his own.
When they pull away, they hug each other tightly.
"I love you." Ren smiles.
"I love you too, my Liege.." Martyn smiles gently, resting his head on Ren's shoulder.
This was very different from my mostly fluffy stories. Did you like this type of story?