Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38555415-20191026195950/@comment-72.205.23.158-20191121181700

Flynn lightleaped to his house, heaving a sigh as he looked at his small home. A few days ago, he thought he had everything figured out. Now he was doubting it all.

The problem wasn't Lia. She had actually helped him see the truth.

The people he was working with, the "new Neverseen," they weren't good guys. They hadn't helped the elven world before and they wouldn't now.

But... he hadn't just joined them in the hope that they'd change the world for the better.

They could help him get his father back.

Part of him was desperate and alone. He had never met his father. He was taken away when Flynn was a baby, and even then, his mother had told him he wasn't around as often that year. So Flynn grew up without him. It wasn't too bad, until Flynn started to realize just how much of a misfit he was.

He was about five when he first realized it. In his class, the other kids started talking about their dads. Flynn had known what a father was but never thought it strange that he didn't have one. It was something that isolated him from then.

It got worse when Flynn was nine. One day after school, his mom sat him down to have a talk with him. She explained some crazy things to him. He wasn't completely human. He was half elf. She had told him this because she noticed he wasn't getting along real well with the other kids at school and wanted to move him to the elven school, Foxfire. She had been waiting until he was old enough to keep the secret though.

Changing schools had only made things worse. Flynn began to feel more and more of something other, not fitting in anywhere. Even though he was the only one besides his mom who knew the secret, he still just couldn't be one of them.

The lonliness had seemed so normal and a part of him, that when the chance to get his father came, he had taken it immediately.

But maybe he had been wrong. Maybe he could fit in with the others. Maybe he just hadn't tried hard enough.

It'd be hard to safely leave the new Neverseen, but he could do it.

He walked inside his home, closing the door quietly behind him. By now his mother was probably in bed. He walked down the hall toward his room, but stopped at the sound of muffled sobs coming from his mother's room.

She was thinking of father. The elf she had loved, who had been taken from her. She never talked to Flynn about it, but he knew that was why. He could see the sorrow in her eyes anytime she looked at one of his pictures or held some small keepsake she had gotten from him long ago.

Flynn pushed back a lump in his throat and continued walking to his bedroom, closing the door behind him. He squeezed his eyes shut. He hadn't joined the Neverseen to get his father back for him. It was also for her. He hated seeing her so alone and broken all the time. She worked all day and barely got to see him at night.

If father could come back, maybe things would be better. They could get a home in the elven world. His mom wouldn't cry herself to sleep every night. She would be happy.

And at that, he knew he couldn't leave the Neverseen.

-NinjaTeddyBear