13 Phyrraium (1/2)

”Dante, look I understand that you want to help, but you're only six.” Arius said, albeit a bit calmly. It was probably a side effect of Dante's healing.

”No! I'm actually almost 700.” Dante denied the claim.

Dante quickly looked away from the wound and grabbed the nail from Pierre, he took it and stabbed himself in the arm. Granted, it was an intense way to prove his immortality, it still worked.

Both Pierre and Arius were dumbfounded, as well as Zuna who was about eight feet away. They stared silently as the nail fell to the ground, and the badass Dante sat back down to focus on Arius's wound. It was safe to say that they wouldn't make anymore assumptions about Dante, in fear that he would show them what else he was capable of.

”This will take awhile. Pierre, you can go back to the car now.” Dante told them. He was really acting mature at that moment, completely losing his childish cuteness.

After watching Arius be completely rebuked by Dante, Pierre didn't have any qualms about listening to the small child. He nodded before walking away quickly.

It had been a little over twenty minutes, everything was silent for the most part. No one could tell what was going on inside Arius's mind. Pierre could guess though. It was likely excitement for finding Dante, although perhaps it was also anxiety. Arius was probably racking his mind for some kind of answer as to where Dante had come from.

”Dante?” Arius started. ”Is your brother also immortal?”

”Mhm.” Dante hummed to confirm Arius's belief. His eyes were focused on the closing hole in Arius's leg.

”How about your parents?”

”Only my mom.” Dante started to look a bit sad. ”But she's dead.”

”Dead?” Arius was confused, if his mother was immortal, how could she be dead.

”Yea, there is a way for immortals to die.” Dante said. The information that slapped Arius in the face was unexpected, in fact both him and Zuna were astonished.

”How?!” Arius and Zuna asked eagerly at the same time. Zuna had gotten closer, but not by much.

”Hush, I'm busy.” While Dante liked the enthusiasm, he was in the middle of helping Arius with his leg.

It had been about ten minutes before the wound started turning into scarred tissue. Dante took his hand away, Arius was healed up enough.