Baekhyun still stood in his place without moving, although he could felt the cold, salty water that stuck on his cheeks, he didn't care much about it at that moment. He didn't even pay attention to the number of the people between him and his family.

He knew, staying didn't make anything better but at least didn't make anything worse but Baekhyun feeling about himself.

What could he do, when his whole family were a step away from death? Even his little brother, poor child!

He was standing right next to their father, shivering of fear in his shoes. It seemed he already knew that he was going to die, but nothing left to do. Just God knew how much Baekhyun wanted to be in his place instead of him, hugging him, telling him that everything is going to be okay.

Baekhyun repeated this lie to himself, ‘everything is going to be okay.’

But his father was like always, even from that distance Baekhyun could felt the pride on his face, no sign of fear, no sign of regret, steadfast and immovable like always. But the fact that he was staring straight at his place made his heart to pound so hard on his chest, and Baekhyun wasn't sure if his rib cage could carry this much pain.

He couldn't read his father's eyes, did he change his mind? Or he wanted him to be out of this mess, to stay alive?

He gripped his shirt right where his heart was. Even despite the cold chilly wind, he couldn't calm his hot burning wound that would stay forever in his heart.

“Why are you crying boy? Today is the day of joy, the traitor is going to die.” the fat woman near him said happily without knowing that how painful his word could be for a little boy next to him.

The traitor? How could the son of the minister become the son of the traitor in one day? The people that had admired his father, now stood in the crowd, cheering for his death.

“Enough.” the man with a dark purple stain robe announced and Baekhyun heard it clearly even with miles distance between them, cause all of the people just went quiet, “all of you know why we are here, this man is the traitor and the punishment of treason is death.” he stopped to let the crowd cheer again.

Baekhyun knew that man, but not as good as his father did. The former King's advisor, Lord Kim Inguk. Baekhyun never forgot the fear that was given to him by the man; the fear that every time creep in his heart, a poisonous snake, every time he saw him. Unreasonable fear. Or at least not at that time.

“But we should be grateful unlike him, he did enough for us to let him talk his last words.” the man said and the corner of his lips curved to make an ironic smile.

“Any word Mr. Byun?”

“I underestimate you, that's why I'm here.” Mr. Byun said and yelled at the crowd in front of him, “learn from it.”

His words were straight for him, and he couldn't no longer keep himself from bursting into tears. He dropped his head to nobody to see his tears, he hated when people feel pity for him.

His tears ran down his cheeks so warm for that cold weather. He should take revenge, not because of his father, because of himself. It felt refreshing, even the think of it, something worse than just death.

“Young Byun?” Lord Kim said and turned his head to face the younger brother.

“You're a monster.” the young boy yelled, still not knowing anything, and obviously, it was not important for him either when he knew just one step left to die.

Like his older brother, he burst into tears and made everyone silent, “I don't want to die.” nobody breathed, all the people knew, it was unfair even if his father was the traitor, he was so young to even do something wrong.

“Don't worry about your brother he is going to join you soon.” the man said cruelly, feeling the power of innocent tears. He was smart enough to don’t let the tears of the young boy shake any heart of the audience and maybe himself? he stand between him and the masses, hiding the younger boy.

“It's the time.” he pointed at the executioner. 

Baekhyun wanted to scream so loud to everyone hear, maybe they turn their attention to him maybe his father and brother could run from the death.

But before he could do something, someone put his hand on his mouth, a satisfice warm hand and he saw his father fall on his knees for the first time.

Baekhyun's scream died away on his throat. Then it took a second that his brother laid down next to their father. Tears didn't stop running on his cheeks.

“You can't stay here they’ll find you.” the young boy said and put his hand away from his mouth, once he was positive that he wouldn't scream. Baekhyun looked at him, giddy, staggering. He was a bit taller but about his age.

“Who are you?” Baekhyun asked but looked back at his father, now Lord Kim stood right there, blocking his sight completely.

“We have to go.” he said and grabbed Baekhyun's wrist, he wasn't strong enough to protest especially when he saw Mr. Kim looked straight at his spot, “now.”

“Kill that boy,” he yelled at guards and pointed at him. Every single eye just turned to see him and put Baekhyun in the center of the attention, which he hated so much.

“Run.” taller boy said and pulled him on the way before both of them started to run.

The guard was so near that Baekhyun realized they knew he was there and just waited for the command of the king's advisor.

“We can't just run they will get us.” the anonymous boy said and Baekhyun finally saw his face properly in the light, He was handsome and his ears were the first noticeable thing in his face although his eyes were so big too.

Baekhyun didn't respond.

“Buy times for me.” the boy said again.

“What?” Baekhyun didn't catch what he meant, thus he didn't know what he supposed to do either.

It seemed like the boy understand that Baekhyun’s mind was completely blank and it wasn't his fault, after all, the picture of his father was playing in his mind over and over again.

“Use your power you idiot.” the boy yelled again with his bass voice.

“H–how did you know?” Baekhyun asked surprised cause even in the castle there weren't so many people knowing about it.

The boy didn't respond but put some wooden stuff on the way that they passed it a few seconds ago, “just do it.”

Baekhyun closed his eyes and tried to focus on the guard that now appeared at the beginning of the alley and soon he heard the scream of them.

“I can't see.”

“My eyes.”

“Bravo brother.” taller boy said and finally walked away from the pile of woods that he had gathered together.

He stand next to Baekhyun and closed his eyes as Baekhyun did a few seconds ago. The pile started to burn and Baekhyun let go of his power without any discretion of himself, the heat of the fire was increased and it was so satisfying in the cold weather of outside.

“Do you like it?” the tall boy said with a smirk and then turned his face to run away again, “we have to go, we wasted so much time already,” he said and grabbed Baekhyun's arm again.

They turned right and turned again to finally enter the narrowest street that Baekhyun ever walked in, actually Baekhyun didn't come out of the castle much, because it wasn't allowed unless with his father.

“Kris Hyung!” the taller boy yelled and suddenly another boy walked out of the shadow, he was even taller and his hair was blond, obviously older cause, the boy just called him hyung.

They reached the taller boy, “who is he, Chanyeol?” Kris asked and Baekhyun realized that his voice was bass too.

“My new friend.” Chanyeol said with a huge stupid smile on his face that was shown most of his teeth, “Come on hide us hyung.”

Kris cursed under his breath and a few seconds later Baekhyun realized that they were flying, the wind passed through his hair made him feel a bit better as his feet wasn't no longer on the ground and he didn't feel his weight at all. Then again they landed on the top of the highest building in the street.

“Lay down,” Kris warned both of them and three of them laid down and face the soft clear sky in front of them.

He heard the growl of the solider, “where are they?” one of them said.

“They are not here general.”

“You said you see they came to this alley.” general yelled again, although Baekhyun couldn't see his face but could imagine how angry he was due to his furious voice.

“Maybe hid on the ceiling” guard said a little anxious and not sure about what he just said.

Baekhyun looked at the two boys next to him, but unlike him, they were so relaxed.

“Ceiling? Are you out of your mind? Are they Bird or something? We head back.” general announced and a few seconds later the alley was completely quiet.

"Idiots.” Kris cursed and sat on the roof, "these idiots are not my style."

The time for Baekhyun to think about everything came, he looked at the empty sky, there wasn't even a cloud and he remembered his father's face, his brother that they were killed innocent, his body hit up with anger and his eyes fill with tears.

“What do you want to do now?” Chanyeol asked and turned his body aside to face him.

“Revenge.”