Cole is a old mess. The first part I had figured out early after coming up with him. It took me a bit to figure out just how much of a mess he should be and why. Figured out his parents on the way.
All because of a stray idea of updating Sol's hair style. Anyway story time:
He can still hear that laugh. A wild hyena like cackling as different as it was similar to two others he loved. It roared over noises he’s only heard from portals to hell Old Lady Freya and his mother had sealed. Since then, he’d been plagued by that one dream more than usual. To who he’d became, it was akin to a festering wound from poor amputation. After all the drugs, fighting, fucking, raping, and killing; he thought he had removed every trace of the weak runt he was.
He outlived his unit who saw any speck of good in him. Burned the locs he had kept through the second world war. The ones his brother started and his mother finished. He had become as ruthless as the man paranoia and fratricide had turned his father Ore into. Even turned his own kin against him just to have someone strong enough to finally end ole King Cole. He neither want nor desires redemption. He know it is too late the be the better version of himself he see in his son and his sons. Yet, the dream of the old life persists.
“Magical shortcut implies I’m skipping a step.” His mother says, “The process is important. You have to know one to make the other simple.”
Freya smiles as she work the hair by hand. As she had been taught by a blinded girl who’d been stranded in a land unkind to her people. “Simple for Uwasi, queen of all tricks. Freya, the old combat sorceress, will stick to her favored method. Or would you prefer to losing more locs to another Baron?”
Uwasi cackles as they go on about the potential of her mentor’s daughter. Anything, Cole now realizes, to distance her from the futures she could see. Unrestricted by the divine influences like Freya, she could witness what should be forbidden. Such as the thing gods fear. Something that would take great convolution and sacrifices to reach. As games with gods often required such. But worth it to free both their families and save so much more.
He looks to his brother. Covered in the spots with bright purple eyes like his mother. He wonders if he could see the future as she does. “Told I only needed one piece left.” He says cheekily taking the last checker pieces. He had taken the brunt of the abuse when his father had fallen into the old ways the Kingson’s had descended into. Before he escaped leaving Cole to be molded by a mother lost in future affairs and Ore, the beast she barely kept caged.
Cole fought Gravel once. By force. The day he came to turn against the group his father and mother had been working for. As he cried for his brother to fight back, the Baron’s swooped in and vanquished his tormentor. That day Protégé had tricked her Mentor into becoming her killer. He still remembers his mother’s hand on his face and the sad smile on hers. He could forget everything else but the knowledge she imparted into him was seared to memory. And though it has taken him a close to a century to figure out the play, he finds some satisfaction in it as he waits for his end.
Two curses had been made from wounds Uwasi received from two divine weapons. One making the Clan Baron, one of their greatest mortal emissaries; living blind spots. Obscuring divine sight across time. The other would create the thing they fear from the being they make to destroy their fear. A being of rebellion and revelry. Who would shine as bright as any star.
The laugh echoes louder until a voice startles him awake. “Ayo! Fossil!” His great Grandson Sol says, head phased through Cole’s wall. “Aunt Glynda showed me an old picture. You do locs?” Cole pauses and chooses to lie, “Nah,” As the boy swears and begins to leave, the old man adds, “If you want’em, ask Freya. And tell’er no more sulkin. Bad vibes fuck with the process.”
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