The beast growled in surprise as Kris hit it's stomach, it smiled and placed Carter down. It turned and placed a hand on Carter's head and he collapsed, falling into a deep sleep. The beast then turned to Kris, patting him on the head, "Heh, good job. You don't want him to feel more pain. I would be worried about Hayden though, he is falling apart. If you don't help him he'll... let's not spoil that surprise."
It dissipated into the shadows, leaving only one thing, a small vial of red liquid, "Use on the person who needs it the most when there are times of peril," It whispered into Kris's ear before it was gone, for good?

He shuddered, and this time it stayed in a shaking manner in his body. He ignored the vial for now and knelt by the other boy, gingerly picking him into his arms. He wondered what that odd pulling feeling was in his chest, he had no idea it was called guilt. He felt guilty and didn't realize it. He didn't understand why he was shaking still, he was Kris! Why shake? This was just another kid right? Did he care? No, he couldn't. He'd forgotten how to care a long time ago. "Dang it, shorty. Wake up, you're being an idiotic sleepin' beauty. Come on, it can't be that bad." he gently shook him, then shook him harder. "Idiot, little dork." He also felt another something he didn't understand, he didn't understand the stinging of his eyes. He had no idea what tears where, anymore.

Carter grumbled quietly, opening his eyes a little to try and take in his surroundings, he tried to remember where he was. The last thing he remembered was he was walking in the tunnel and Kris was acting weird. Pain, the thought echoed in his head as he trembled, closing his eyes as he tried to push the memories away.
He was outside, playing his favorite game with his brother, tag. He hooked his hand around the branch of a tree nearby as he pulled himself out of the reach of his brother.
"Can't get me now," He teased as he watched his brother try and fail to try and climb up after him.
Then he heard a scream and another scream. He froze, holding his hand to his brother to try and get him in the tree with him. His brother screamed in panic and tried to climb up, only to fall and hit his head.
"Brother," Carter whimpered tears starting to fall down as a creature, a Yagorti came out of no where, landing on his brother.
He watched in shock, pain piercing his heart as he brother got torn to pieces.
Carter gasped and opened his eyes. His head hurt and his body felt like it was on fire.
"Cody," He mumbled remembering his brother, tears starting to fall down his face once more.
He couldn't think properly, his thoughts consumed with pain, the pain of losing a loved one. He started to tremble, he didn't even notice Kris as he tried to push the memories, the pain, away.

Siren
Siren enjoys watching Kris freak out about nothing.

Kris was confused, normally he would have pushed the child away. But he instead pulled him to his chest, he wasn't sure why. He rocked him, that odd guilt feeling becoming worse. "Uh, heh...sh...shhhhh." He tried to be nice, but it was hard. He gave an effort to calm the boy, mostly cuz he knew they most likely had to keep going. He looked over at the vial, reaching over and picking it up. He stared at it in one palm, then after a moment growled and clenched it in a firm hold. But his smirk was sharp and forced, rather cold. "Looks like things'll get bad, if that thing said in time of peril." He hissed to himself.

Carter stopped crying as he felt someone start to rock him. Slowly he realized where he was and remembered what had happened, not even sure of that creature was real or if it had just been a bad nightmare.
"Was th-hat... thing real-l," He asked feeling himself start to tremble at the thought of that beast.
He slowly calmed down, still looking around wide eyed as if the creature would pop out of no where. He hugged Kris, refusing to let go as he tried to stop all the emotions that went through him. He had failed, he had let his brother die and he couldn't even protect his new friends. He hated feeling weak, hated being himself, just a curse to this world.
"I'm sorry," He whispered feeling like everything that had happened was his fault, he should have just stayed away, "I'm so sorry."

Kris was confused on why Carter hugged him, but he tried to hug back. Mostly because that's what he'd seen work with other people. He raised an eyebrow, though, when Carter said sorry. "Woah woah woah, shorty. Shush with the apology. I think I'm the one supposed to say sorry, ya' know. It's kinda' part of the job of being a jerk?" He said, trying to gently pat Carters head but he ... struggled being gentle with that. "But yes, that thing was real. But its gone, and I guess ... I'm ... " He mumbled the next part. "Sorta sorry for being rude earlier, I just thought it was funny."

Carter let out a tiny sigh when Kris hugged him back, feeling better already. Then he heard him say it wasn't his fault, but it was. He couldn't lift a curse off Hayden, even though it was his one job and he was so weak that Kris had to save him. He felt his heart to beat faster, which made him confused, why was he happy that Kris was apologizing. He felt Kris pat his head, it was reassuring, calming, it felt gently.
"It's fine," He said when Kris apologized, glad he had admitted he was wrong about something.
He didn't like the idea of the monster though, being real, it scared him more then he would admit. He had been right from the start, inside his hard shell Kris was a softie, like him. Actually nothing like him, Kris was special in his own way, in a way that made Carter want to get to know him better.

Well, if he wanted to know Kris better then he better work at it hard. Because Kris didn't understand feelings, lacking them often, so he wouldn't understand most anyone else's feelings. "Heh, guess I say thanks after that." He mostly just knew from seeing people with feelings that he was supposed to "feel bad" and "feel better once he was told it was fine".

"Say thanks for what?" Carter asked finally letting go of Kris and wiping the tears away before they started to dry.
He slowly pulled Kris back into a hug and whispered back, "I should be thanking you," He smiled and let go, letting himself flop back on the ground.
He didn't know how Kris worked at all, he seemed to have trouble showing emotions at all. Maybe he just needs to learn how to feel, he thought curiously.