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War's Kindle Winters

Synopsis: War spends his first winter with you in your grandfather's cottage

Warnings: fluff, sleeping, laziness, heavy snowfall, cuddles, Soft! War

A/n: I did it for the sake of curiosity. And I'm a little proud tbh

*Flashback*

The snow had fallen to the earth, the trees were covered in a blanket of white, and little snowflakes danced in the cold air like ballerinas. You stood in the middle of the forest, A faint winter coat, gloves, snow boots, a case of arrows on your back, and your bow in hand. A deer wandered into your vision sniffing at the frozen ground, you let out a tiny sigh as smoke left your mouth, You grabbed the arrow, raised your bow at the deer, and pulled the string along with the arrow. You let go of the arrow as it flew in the air and shot at the deer's neck. The deer stumbled to the ground. You raced over to see that the deer is dead.

A dark shadow stood behind you in a menacing way, you turned around to see a demon in a dark cloak with red horns in the show. You smiled calmly knowing that it was just your grandfather, who you called since he didn’t tell you his real name. He looked around the area the sound of howling and growling filled the snowy grounds. He held out his hand, “Come now, we must head home before it gets dark.” “ Yes, Grandpa.” You answered sweetly as you dragged the dead deer with one hand and the other holding his. The two of you walked together back into your cottage in the mountain of winter.

***

It's been 25 years since then... 25 long years.

The sound of crunching snow and hooves echoed the first You and War rode side by side as you both trotted in the snow, you came to a stop at a familiar tree with a gash mark on it. You're close. " Come on, we're almost there," You said as you rode your horse past the marked tree, War soon followed you. The winds sang lowly as the flakes of snow danced in the earth. War has been by your side since he first met in The Crossroads, alone, your instincts heightened, and weapons ready at your side. He was utterly shocked to see a human wandering the dead earth for a century. Now, he's riding with you in a forest, following your lead. " It's here... after all these years it's still standing." You spoke to yourself as you stood before you the cottage in the mountain, it's like nothing changed nor touched since you left.

War went beside you as you looked at the wooden home with a little perplexity and a bit of sadness like you were here with someone before. Got off your horse, and you led her to the small stable house. War and Ruin watched you curiously as you locked up the gate in front of her horse. She walked into the buried snow towards her cottage.

War soon followed, his giant footsteps echoed through the dark room, with one swift of flame magic you first lit the empty fireplace. The fireplace blazed but soon calmed down, dancing like one small but giant light, you sighed as took off your armor and fur and lay on the small long desk. You turned to see War carefully observing since you walked in You offered your hand to him, " Come now get comfortable, we'll be here for a while. " He stared at you curiously and a little shockingly, no one in all his years of existence has ever shown this type of... feeling of genuine kindness and acceptance. He took off his armor piece by piece, except for his sword, he keeps it at all times. He followed you inside your home, and you stopped in the middle of the living room. " Wait here, I'll be right back,""You requested, as you hurriedly rushed upstairs to get him some clothes that can fit his muscular build. You came back down, with a checkered sleeve shirt and decant pants, you gave him the clothes and shoes him the way to the bathroom.

It was War's first winter with you in your grandfather's cozy cottage. As the snow fell heavily outside, the two of you huddled together inside, enjoying each other's company. War had never experienced anything like this before, and he was fascinated by the warmth of the fire and the softness of the blankets. As the days went by, War found himself becoming more and more relaxed around you. He had always been a warrior, always on the move, always ready for battle. But with you, he didn't feel the need to be constantly vigilant. He could let his guard down and just be himself.

One lazy afternoon, as the snow continued to fall outside, War found himself dozing off on the couch. You were curled up beside him, your head resting on his chest. He could feel your breaths against his skin, and he felt a sense of peace that he had never known before. As he drifted off to sleep, he found himself wondering how he had ever lived without you. You were his rock, his shelter from the storm. And he was grateful to have you in his life.

The rest of the winter passed in a blur of lazy days and cozy nights. War and you spent hours talking, laughing, and cuddling together. And as the snow melted away and spring began to bloom, War knew that he would always treasure his memories of that first winter with you in your grandfather's cottage. For War, it was a time of growth, of learning to let go of his fears and embrace the warmth of love. And he knew that he had you to thank for that. You had shown him a side of himself that he had never known before, and he was forever grateful.

Did some writing for fun of a Darksiders fic! I've had this idea for a while, since it's fun to think about what else beyond Human, Angel, Demon, and Nephilim could exist in the Darksiders universe.

Within Creation there are many species known for their trickery, for it is a constant, whether selfish or selfless. The Fae are one of those known for the former. Less often for personal gain and more for their amusement. For that amusement, many Faeries’ favorite target is Humanity. A fact that the Charred Council has become quite aware of.

Across the cosmos, a call is sounded. Silent to many, loud and clear to the four it beacons! The four it calls? The Horsemen. Fury. Strife. War. Death. Enforcers of the Council, enforcers of Balance.

“Wonder what kind of mission would need all four of us.” states Strife.

“Probably a number of Demons attempting to corrupt parts of Creation.” replies War

“Or maybe some rogue angels looking to “bring Order” once again. For all the good it will do.” adds Fury.

“Maybe you will get your answers if you decide to listen!” roared a voice, coming from one of the stone heads that physically represents the Council.

“Now that we have your attention. There is a group of Faeries that have been a particular nuisance. Going around the universe, tricking many, too many. Now they play with Humanity.” added a second Council voice.

“Find them. And deal with them how you figure best.” Said the third face of the Charred Council.

Given their mission, the Horsemen set out to the realm where Fae will commonly be found. Discovering their targets to be relaxing at a bar within a small town, the Horsemen prepared for an encounter with pompous charlatans.

A brawl would break out, magic and weapons flying and clashing. The Horsemen had the edge over the Fae in magical and physical power. One thing that the Fae did have though is their wits, and with those wits, they could use their words to reason with and boggle the minds of the Horsemen.

“We will leave Humanity alone, stick to ourselves, even return what isn't ours!” proclaimed the Fae groups’ leader, Ikol.

“Really? We’ve been informed of your group in particular. What you say is only as true as you wish to make it.” Death replied “We’ll need something more substantial than just your words.”

“Of course!” Ikol said “A contract. Now let’s get down to business.”

A long discussion was had, tricky wording was used, phrases and terms that threw the Horsemen for a loop were said. And at the end of it all, as the contract was made, Ikol and his compatriots would find it’s not always hard to outwit and trick the most feared beings in Creation.

“Alright, hand over what isn’t yours, and see yourself off.” said Death, going through the motions.

“Yes, and same to you, Horsemen! Farewell! Oh, and you’re invited to the celebration, wear something nice.”

What Ikol had said left the Horsemen baffled, what celebration and why? The brothers figured it was probably the Fae speaking out of fear and wanting to get on their good side. Thinking not much else of it, they set off.

“So, you ever noticed that those losers were eyeing up Fury? Not shaming them or anything, but I don’t think they’d exactly love her bubbly personality.” joked Strife.

“Where is Fury?” inquired War

“What do you mean “Where is Fury?” She and Rampage aren’t alongside us?”

“No. They are not.”

That caused the brothers to stop in their tracks. Their sister isn't with them? Where is she then? She could not have gotten lost, she’s not one to stray or get sidetracked. Deciding to double back, they hoped that Fury had gotten a bit drunk and not noticed her brothers had left. Upon arriving, they would see that they're adversaries had already left, and there would be no Fury in sight either.

NOTES: I did this a loooooooong while ago. It's something I still need to finish fully. I doubt i'll post the full thing anytime soon, gotten look through my drive and see if I got any ideas to hopefully finish it. Anyways, hope you all enjoyed this.