Benvolio

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DAY ago! Are you thinking straight?”


stopping you. Let’s get home, shall we?”


the sky and dancing through the clouds, whooping and laughing. No surprise. However, Romeo needed advice. And Benvolio would give him said advice.


turned away from the glow.



the whole story. Of… well the reason why we hate each other. Why the clans of the Capulet and the Montagues are divided.”

our clan. We all survived the fire, but that was a call to war. That’s why the three of us fled, remember? After fighting for so long, we didn’t know what to make of it anymore. We could never find peace.”

vengeance.”



expression soured. “Explain. From the top.”

Goldenstorm against Arkana’s clan. These two clans alone are much stronger than the Capulets and Montagues combined. You need to stay committed to Juliet. Do not stray from her side. No more of the flirty and Prince Charming business. Marriage seals the deal.”

hard to read. Was that guilt?

her name. A oilslick skink damsel. Gorgeous. She also had the personality to match. Very kind. Humorous too. But she was a jealous girl, just like her brother, Tybalt. You should be able to recall her name. She was kind of a big deal.”

Currents. A couple days later, we fell in love. I remember sitting under the starlight, Marigold grooming my feathers while I told her stories of dragon folklore. Stories of heroes wandering far and wide into beastclan territory. Stories of tragedy and heartbreak, and of course, stories of love.” Benvolio starred dreamily into the horizon. “The Capulets approved of this. Even Tybalt. We used to be great friends you know. Not as deep as what I had with you and Mercutio, but I still could’ve trusted him with my life.”

from Marigold’s side. I started to have an affair with the other dragon behind her back. I started to love her instead. She was something different, while Marigold grew boring. I was tired of doing the same things over and over again, and was more than willing to try something new.”

had a huge argument. Tybalt started to get involved. At first, he pleaded with me. Wanted me to stay with her and not break her heart. Like I said, he was truly a jealous dragon. Then, he blew into a rage, and our friendship shattered. As well as my relationship with Marigold. I broke two hearts that day, Tybalt’s and Marigold’s. I left her heartbroken, and being the heartless idiot that I once was, I did nothing and left with the other dragon.”

deep down in my heart, I knew that I had left her early on, for I started to long for Marigold once again. I went back to the Capulet’s place, begging to see her again, but they shut their doors and barred me out. I never saw Marigold ever since. A few days later, the Capulets set our home ablaze.”

to Juliet. She’s a wonderful girl Romeo, and whatever you do, do not leave her. I hurt Tybalt and Marigold Romeo, and if you dare hurt Juliet, I fear I will bear the guilt as well.” Benvolio broke his gaze with Romeo, and turned away from his friend.




shout and scream at you, but you learned. You understood your errors, and you tried to fix them. What had been done in the past cannot be undone. Preventing the past from repeating itself can be done. Strive to stop future errors, not to fix past ones.”

with me bud. I will keep this in mind, I assure you. Hey, hey. Benvolio, wipe those tears away. Be strong. You did all that you could. That’s what matters.”



and mind, a coatl and skydancer together as one.



Juliet’s neck. One move, and it would be all over.

old grudge? For me?”

can’t afford to lose you as well.”

cares for the wellbeing of others! He could do no wrong!”

BLASPHEMY! UTTER BLASPHEMY!” He took one step forward. Juliet felt the cold steel pressing against her neck. “HE TORE OUR FAMILY APART JULIET! THE WAR BETWEEN THE TWO CLANS! BENVOLIO STARTED IT ALL! DO NOT SPREAK TO ME OF BENVOLIO DOING NO WRONG!”


hilt of her dagger.

sunset. Three flirting phonies, controlling young girls by the ends of their fingers. Three beasts, who feast by charming you then ripping your heart out. He’s all the same Juliet. Love is no toy, and they treat it like a plaything.”



flick of a wrist, he hit it in midair. The dagger impaled itself through her wing, pinning it to the wall.

wood crunching filled the room, and the books spilled across the floor. He then pushed it towards the window, sealing it off. With her wing sliced, she wouldn't be able to push it away due to her injuries, much less fly with them.

door, sealing her in. He then took off into the sky, bent on revenge, leaving a bleeding and crying skydancer behind, locked off in her own tower.




hunting food for the clan. Once they were out of sight, an encouraging Benvolio and a very doubtful Mercutio sent Romeo on his way to find a priest to secure his marriage with Juliet. Benvolio spotted something moving through the grass, and quickly sniped up a quail. He stuffed it in the sack behind him.


hand. “If I painted this green and said that it was a turtle, how long do you think it’ll take for the rest of the clan to find out?”




the two friends, his wing banners bellowing in the wind. There was blood on his sword. Benvolio decided he better not question who it was from.



friend is trying to take Juliet. She’s all I have left Benvolio. Have you no shame?”


not bring this up again shall we? I know what I did, and I deeply regret my choices. If there was anything I could do to make it up to you, I would gladly do so.”



you will pay. WITH YOUR LIFE.””


barely missing the ground. The skydancer pulled back his blade, and prepared to deal the blow. The coatl closed his eyes, waiting for the for the strike. A strange calmness blew over him, and he was perfectly still.


pushing Tybalt back.

posed in a fighting stance, on his guard. “…you’ll have to get through me.”


your favor, Mercutio.”


sidestepped, and barely blocked the blow. He whipped around and slammed Tybalt away with his tail, sending him tumbling though the tall grass. It had begun.

of metal resounded all around them, sending creatures of all shapes and sizes fleeing in terror. Mercutio jabbed at Tybalt, but the masked skydancer flicked his wrist and knocked it out of reach. Using the tip of his wing, he punched Mercutio in the face. As he stumbled back, Tybalt advanced.

some distance, Mercutio turned around, back facing the sun. Tybalt, realizing his mistake a bit too late, was blinded by the sun’s rays. Mercutio then came down upon him, and slashed his wing. Tybalt roared in defiance, but he already started to fall.

side. Tybalt tumbled back on the grass, hurt, but thankfully not dead. He wasn’t willing to kill Tybalt. After all, what would killing the skydancer bring him?



started to form on his forehead.




leaning towards being a peacemaker.”

turned him around.

anymore. My death would stop Tybalt’s wrath. For your sake, I will be willing to make peace.”

Even if you died, Goldenstorm would never forgive this. It’ll be like the Capulets and the Montagues again. Pull yourself together Benvolio. Death is never the answer. Where’s that strong, confident coatl that I know? He’s in there somewhere. Pull him out Benvolio, and put this cowardice away. This is no time to wallow in your sorrows.”


ground, and Mercutio stepped back. Tybalt slowly pushed his bruised body back up. He was breathing heavily, matted in sweat.


Look what you’ve done.”

helping him stand.








the blood-drenched blade.


his actions flooding upon him, stumbled and began to run away.


Benvolio shook Mercutio’s head. Wake up!

blood leaking from his mouth, the red liquid dripping down from the side of his cheek. There was a large red blot on the cape where the wound was. It kept on growing.

DOCTOR! WE NEED A DOCTOR! ANYONE? SOMEONE FIND A DOCTOR! A DOCTOR!”

it’s enough. If you didn’t step in, I would have had him Romeo. Do you understand?”


Romeo. For-” He coughed again. “For the Montagues. Go Romeo. Go.”

hanging loosely from his side.

seemed glowed red in the sunlight. He launched himself into the air, and lunged forward, wings beating faster than ever before.



covered him with his wing, and drew Mercutio close, hugging him in fierce love.

come!”



yourself, but it’s still there, lingering around in the hearts of others. Stop wallowing in guilt and move on. Deal with the problem, don’t run away from it. Promise me this Benvolio.” Mercutio coughed again, spurting blood. “Hold on to it. Never forget.”


closed his eyes.






let me kill you too!” The skydancer fumbled with the sword in his hand.

The Capulet provided no resistance.

him, dealing blow after blow, bruise after bruise. The skydancer didn’t retaliate. The madman just laughed.

closest possible distance, he slammed the masked skydancer into the Earth. The sounds of bones crunching filled the air.

skydancer weakly tried to push himself off the ground. He fell, and tried again, coughing violently in the grass. The Montague raised his glowing rapier, prepared to deal the killing blow.


could do so someone tackled him from the side. They smashed into the dirt, sending leaves and soil flying through the air.

green claw aimed at his neck.



them, Benvolio looked at him in the eyes, his expression filled with concern.

chest, and green mist glowed around the skydancer.

He’ll live, barely.”



skydancer’s eyes. “If it wasn’t for Benvolio, he would have been banished. Explain, Romeo, and prove to me that what your friend was telling the truth.”



body was nowhere to be found. He took off into the sky, circling the plains. Where could his friend be? A monster had taken him? The beastclans? He flew back down and investigated the spot. The coatl then reached down, and picked up a violet flower, and some purple butterfly feathers. Realization dawning on him, he remembered seeing them at the party, worn by a particular skydancer, known particularly for her arts of healing. So, ignoring the commotion behind him, the coatl took off into the sky abandoning the scene, seeking his lost friend.