Trinity - Kaelin

Strong Bond



He held her hand the same way he had when she had first been taken home to their then-residence in Aurora City. He had held her hand gently, but firmly. He had held her sisters hand too. It still gave that same sense of protectiveness and comfort that she remembered all those years ago. The moment she and her sister had been adopted they had been adopted with every intention of being loved and raised as his own child. His fatherly devotion had been present even before she had really even known him.

Now, however, it was many years later. She knew him now. She knew him well. His every thought was curiously innocent. And she knew this—for she could read his mind and most everyone’s. It grew tiresome hearing everyone’s thoughts but she had mostly grown use to it.

Trinity glanced shyly towards her Papa. He was smiling pleasantly, violet eyes squinting against the bright sun above. The white of the snow caught the light above and reflected it almost obnoxiously back at the Schön villagers. Trinity knew that it bothered many—and it wasn’t just the annoyed glances they kept giving the blinding white. Kaelin, however, seemed completely unbothered.

“Christine would have liked the snow too,” Trinity said suddenly. Kaelin blinked in surprise and looked to her.

He searched her golden orbs seriously for a moment before he smiled slowly, nostalgically. “Yes, I think so too,” he agreed.

Christine, with her weak and ever ailing body that she had lived with as long as Trinity could remember, had passed away peacefully barely thirty-five years ago. It still stung for Trinity to think of her only biological late sister. Yet, the half-angel did her best to remember the happy moments with Christine; the days when the delicate little girl was able to get outside and enjoy the world. Just seeing her face on those days would always make everything else seem so irrelevant. How she always managed to smile and laugh when she knew that her body was slowly giving out was a mystery to Trinity. Even her thoughts, much like Kaelin’s, had always been so innocent and pure. As if she completely accepted that she would die any day soon.

“Trinity?” Kaelin said gently, squeezing her hand a little tighter. Trinity blinked quickly and reached up to brush away her tears. It wasn’t often that she got emotional… but just thinking of her sister being gone was painful. Christine would never see her big sister get married, or have children… Trinity distinctly remembered Christine talking so joyfully about this when they were little girls.

“Papa, when you saw Christine and I at the orphanage, why us…?” Trinity could have very easily just been content with the faint memories she had of Kaelin’s thoughts when she had first met him and fabricated up whatever scenario she wanted most, but it felt better hearing the truth.

Kaelin smiled gently, “If only you could see how sad you two looked… When I first saw you girls, you could tell that all you had in the world was each other.” He swallowed thickly and a glisten of tears formed in his eyes. Whether it was the memory of them so alone in that orphanage or the thought that Trinity had lost her world years ago seemed irrelevant. They were tears for her, and Trinity, as selfish as she felt, loved having someone that cared for her.

The blond let out a little sigh and smiled to his daughter. “When I saw you two I just knew that I wanted to take care of you. Make you happy again and learn to love life. It must have been so hard living in the orphanage for all of those years.”

Trinity nodded. It had been. At first the two half-angels had hid their seemingly angelic powers from all of the adults that fussed over them. Yet when people came to adopt them they began to realize that they weren’t being looked at as new potential daughters, but almost as little trophies. There were very few in the world that were born with white-hair and gold eyes. Trinity couldn’t have even counted the times that she heard the word “angels” whispered excitedly.

It had been after they realized that a loving home was not being prepared for them. So, Trinity had began to scare her potential new parents. She had spoken words that they had been secretly thinking. Christine, a Seeress, had outright told people when they were about to die or when tragedies would occur. Panic had ensued and people became terrified of them when Trinity restated their thoughts and Christine’s predictions came true. They had been moved from orphanage to orphanage for many years until coming to Aurora City and meeting Kaelin.

Trinity could still remember how perfectly sincere Kaelin had been. She had tried to scare him at first by reading his mind, but he seemed more sad for her than scared. He had asked her if she knew how to control her power and the little girl had stubbornly said she had. Christine, however, already ill from her many predications had innocently piped that she could not control hers.

Then the monk had done something odd. He had asked them if they wanted help controlling their powers. He had asked them if they wanted him to take them home so they could have their own home and own family to call their own. He had admitted it wasn’t all-together a ‘normal’ family, but a family with two fathers, two sisters, and three brothers. Most of their siblings would be much older than them but they would still love them just as well. Trinity had been stunned. Reading the monks thoughts she knew that he only spoke with sincerity. It was the very same day they the two sisters officially became daughters of Kaelin and Yami Starboon.

Kaelin had not lied when he told them he would do his best to make them happy. His every thought and action seemed to be centered around his families unity and happiness. He was so magnificently altruistic that Trinity sometimes wondered how a person could like him could exist.

Trinity smiled suddenly up to him and he returned her smile with one of his own. She felt a tingle of warmth in her heart that made her suddenly feel like she was filled with all of the joy in the world.

Sometimes the feelings he provoked made it seem like he was the manifestation of the Goddesses of Light themselves.

But that was a silly thought. Right?


[Ramirez]

<sub>A/N:Story bond 32/81 of a project I'm working on.

This started how I went over it with myself, but it ended completely different. I actually had her being encouraged to speak to Raphael (her husband in the future) by Kaelin, but for some reason it just didn't seem right to end there when I set up the perfect opportunity to bring in the irony of Kaelin being the Child of Light (basically the vessel for the Goddesses of Light, making it ironic!)

And so...yeah, that's how that ended. My friend Nicole came into my dorm and started to freak out since she thought I was writing papers already for school (it doesn't start until tomorrow) and she called me crazy.. I tried to explain it was a story but she didn't seem to get it lol "WRITING FOR PLEASURE!? Unheard of!"</sub>


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