I can show you the world

[Levi Sinclair]

The life of being a part-giant was fun. At least, before, it had been fun. Levi loved the way that he could reach almost anything. He could reach the top of their cabinets without having the need to use a chair like his grandfather did. He loved the way that he could single handedly lift the older man when he was being too much of a bother. He loved the way that he could do almost anything that a normal kid could do. At least, he used to loved it. But days passed, and days turned into months which then turned into years and he learned to grow tired of it. Climbing trees were not longer fun, lifting his grandfather was no longer fun, listening to his granny's stories was no longer fun, he needed a change of pace. But the life within the Sinclair farm was repetitive. You wake up in the morning, eat your breakfast, tend the animals, eat lunch, listen to granny's stories or watch as she and grandpa talk sweetly to each other, no matter how horrible it was to watch, eat dinner, then sleep. It was repetitive, and he was tired of it. He wanted to see the world. He wanted to see those things which he had only seen in the books. His grandmother said that the people outside the farm were cruel, but he didn't believe her. After all, how could he, when his grandmother, who was a lot taller than he was and whose blood was even purer, had fallen in love with a mere human? Though he wouldn't really say that out loud as he feared that his grandmother would stand in all her twenty one feet greatness and stomp on him. He still valued his life, thank you. But still, he wanted to see the world. He wanted to break this repetitive way that he lived his life. But he couldn't do that if he would stay in this far. So he had no choice. He had to run away.

But being a fourteen year old who had no means to support himself, he doubted that he could survive the street all by himself. He had started planning about running away when he reached ten, now, already fourteen year old, and he was yet to materialize his plans. He didn't have the confidence to do it. He wanted to, but just one look at the life that he will leave behind and his resolve would die. He wanted to leave the farm but not his grandmother, especially not Cain, not that cousin of his, for no matter how crazy the older was, he liked him and he couldn't imagine living without the older. And so, when the older randomly talked about wanting to go on an adventure when they were hanging out during one of their free times, Levi instantly agreed without any hesitation. He didn't even ask whether he was serious or not, because if he was joking, then he swore he would punch his cousin, no matter how much he liked him.

It didn't take long before that plan came into action, and now there he was, clothes inside a small backpack he got under his father's bed, peeking into their kitchen, watching as his cousin tried to distract their grandmother while wearing that horrendous outfit which he probably thought makes him look attractive. That was far from being true however, as Levi thought that he looked like how someone would look once their grandmother finished beating someone up. Which was definitely unpleasant. But if that would help them in running away, then it was fine. He could sacrifice his cousin's dignity just so they could ran away. It was his choice anyway, and he would make up for it by buying him something later. That would cheer him up, though admittedly, Cain had always been full of energy he doubted the latter needed any cheering up.

He gripped the strap of his bag and scanned the room with his eyes, as if memorizing every single detail. He wouldn't be coming back here, at least, not for weeks, or months, or probably even years. He would miss this, but he wanted to live his life. He gave the room where his grandmother was a finally look before he sprinted outside the house, as quietly and as fast as his almost seven feet frame could take him. It didn't take long before he reached the place where he and Cain agreed to meet. He dropped down and sat against a barrel of hay. He didn't he was sweating so hard. He must be nervous and he could hear his stomach complaining already. He swore he already ate earlier. He ran a hand through his already messy hair and turned his head to look at their house again, looking for any sign of Cain. The older better hurry up, and he better bring some food with him. But alas, he would accept anything, even Cain bringing nothing with him, as long as he wouldn't bring his grandmother storming with him just to bring them back to their house.​

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[Cain Sinclair]

Cain had never been a serious guy. Hence why he was currently wearing his cousin's dress, a wig he brought some time again and was dancing on his grandmother's kitchen counter. He had been behaving with such antics for a few weeks now, stealing his cousin's dresses and wearing wigs to annoy his grandmother so she would not realise that he had been hording supplies in his closet so he could leave. He loved his family, he loved his grandmother. She had taken him in after the untimely death of his parents, and he would be forever grateful, but he was suffocating on this farm. He could not function with all of this, he needed space and he needed the freedom to be an idiot, to make mistakes, to learn and love and fail and feel what it was like to be hungry. To feel what it was like to be hated - to hate back. To actually feel something more than an obligation to do well and respect his grandmother. He needed more than what his elderly grandparents could provide him, but they would never let him leave. The world was dangerous and he was not ready for it. She was obviously commenting on the fact that he was currently wearing a dress in her kitchen, but he was looking at the bright side - she had not noticed the stash as of yet.

If Levi was keeping his head down and getting ready to leave, Cain was sure his plan would work. Quite frankly, he did not think it would be too hard to just sneak off. His grandmother was so flustered and furious that her temper would flare and he would have only moments to get out before she destroyed everything. She had a ferocious temper, and he knew that he often skirted the line with messing with her, but he could not help it. She just did not understand his humour, she was just too old. Grandpa was just as bad, perhaps worse. However, he really was no trouble to the teenager. Cain was resistant to magic, and far bigger than his grandfather could ever hope to be, so he never worry too much about him. His grandmother was a different story, and when her face began to turn a shade that was more purple than red, the teenage decided that it was in his best interest to take off his heels and start running towards where he would meet his cousin and hopefully be able to escape his grandmother's wrath and go out and live a little.

With a hand firmly on his head to hold his wig, and his shoes in his free hand, Cain began to run from the kitchen and out across the fields. His bra was threatening to release the food he had stuffed in it, and to protect the goods he held his hand firmly over his bouncing fake chest. He paced himself evenly so he would be able to cross the field and reach his cousin without collapsing in front of him. He could feel his grandmother's angry stomps coming from somewhere behind him, but when he looked over his shoulder he could not see her (which was no easy feat). He guesstimated that she was taking her temper out on a tree or something, and was proven correct when one of the great oak trees crashed to the ground beside the farm house. He paused to see if she would emerge and follow him, but was surprised to find that she had not bothered. Perhaps to give him a chance of surviving another night, she decided to take a rest and calm herself. "Thank the land for that," he muttered, rubbing a stitch that had began to form in his chest.

Throwing the doors of the barn where the hay was stacked grandly and grinned. "Levi!" he called, expecting his cousin to emerge from where he was hiding. "I've got food in my bra, clothes in my stockings, and a map in my wig. Let's get going. You got your stuff?"​

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[Levi Sinclair]

Levi swore that he could die of heart attack any moment. He could hear his heart pump loudly on his chest and he was shaking so hard he wondered why the ground wasn't shaking with him. He had never been so nervous before but beyond all that life threatening nervousness, there was something else at the pit of his stomach. He couldn't identify what it was though as his mind was currently occupied by thoughts about his cousin. What was taking him so long? He should have arrived minutes ago. Or was he just worrying too much? The truth was, he couldn't really tell how long it was that he was waiting. He had no means to tell time. But what he did know was that he couldn't sit still anymore and wait for their Granny to show up dragging an unconscious Cain with her. Their grandmother was sweet but she could be really scary. Extremely scary. What could be more frightening than a twenty one feet lady giant fuming in anger? He shifted on his seat, hay clinging on his clothes, seconds felt like hours already and it was as if he was waiting for eternity. Maybe something did went wrong. Maybe finally, their grandmother had had enough of his cousin's cross-dressing and had finally decided to make her a woman for real, how, he wasn't in the condition to think anymore. He stood up. He had to move, otherwise, he really might just die of heart attack. To his left was a small window where he could get a glimpse of their house. He approached it to take a look just in time to see how the oak tree which had once served as his sleeping spot had collapsed to the ground. It had to be their grandmother. He was sure. He just hoped that Cain wasn't there with her.

He brought one hand to his chest, as if muttering a silent prayer for his older cousin. He didn't think he was dead though, for Levi couldn't really imagine a life without Cain. And besides, he believed that Cain was too tough and too crazy to die like that. He just thought that such gesture was appropriate at that time. He wasn't an over dramatic guy, but he had his moments too.

He was still standing by the small window when he heard the door open. That was an understatement though, for the door wasn't just 'opened', it was 'thrown open'. He half expected the door to fall off its hinges and for his grandmother to storm inside. But the familiar voice that followed that act made him move from his spot and greet the new comer. He was grinning when he saw his cousin. He would have hugged him and congratulated him for being able to escape their granny's wrath, but Cain's statement had instantly made him think otherwise. His cousin had to be too fond of theatrics. He ruined Levi's supposed to be 'tearful' moment. Instead, he picked up his bag, which he unconsciously dropped earlier, and approached the older. He stopped a few steps away from him gestured at his bag before he pointed at his cousin's choice of clothing. And that's when his stomach decided to make that noise again. He had been too nervous earlier that he had forgotten he was hungry, and now that Cain's with him, his stomach decided that it was the appropriate time to declare its wishes. He made a move to grab his cousin's top but stopped midway. "I would have taken the food out myself, but you're a lady," he paused, rolling his eyes as the word lady slipped out of his mouth, "And it would be rude to slip my hand into your chest, but I'm hungry and my friend here is complaining" as if to prove his point, his stomach made that weird sound again, "-so hand them or Merlin forgive me I'll do it myself." Cain was about almost a foot taller than he was, but that had never really fazed him. Cain was like an older brother. He was his best friend. "So, smart guy.. or lady, what now?"​

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[Cain Sinclair]

Cain knew that his cousin had always been the more sombre one. Levi had a tendency to look as if he had too much on his mind, while Cain, on the other hand, looked like he was out of his mind at any given time. He remained grinning at his younger cousin, as Levi seemed to be trying to work something out. He had a sense of puzzlement, but decided that it would not be too difficult to. His grin grew when his cousin approached, and he heard a protest from the younger's stomach. Someone neglected to eat before the escape, it seemed. What on Earth would Levi do without him? The idiot would be dying on the side of a road somewhere, wishing he had brought some food along with him. They were not going on a little, gentle stroll about the property. They were not going for a short camping trip in the neighbouring forest. They were escaping into sanity. Some would say that they had a fine home with their grandparents, but Cain did not see it that way. They were trapped here. Their grandfather, a wizard, had all-but abandoned his world, as their grandmother had, and unlike Levi and his siblings, Cain had experienced life away from Granny. And it was wonderful. The world was not as scary as Granny liked to make it seem. He was only seven at the time, but his parents never seemed to have any problems, so he blindly assumed that he and Levi would also have no problems. As long as they stuck together, they could take care of each other, and be happy. No worries.

His eyebrow rose as Levi reached out to him, and dropped with his cousin's hand. "That's what I thought. Excuse you," he said, released the heels in his hand so they dropped to the floor, and folding his arms just under the food. "I could hear. Didn't you eat before this? We're not going for a walk by a pond or something, Levi. We're running away. At least try to make this easier. I won't always have food stuffed down a bra that I shouldn't have." He rolled his eyes at Levi's empty threat, but avoided scoffing at him. Seriously, Cain was quite confident that if Levi and he ever had a fight, he would fair better. He was older, bigger, and knew more magic than the younger did. Sure, legally there were a few issues with casting said magic, but the threat was always there. He reached down the dress, and pulled out a banana for his cousin, and gave it to him. "There's more where that came from. Just give me a sec." Trying to be graceful about it, Cain lifted up part of the dress to reach into his stockings, and pulled out his jumper. Fortunately, the dress had been a long one, so at least his legs only looked weird when it was up. Slipping the jumped on over his head, he removed his wig and unfolded the map of Italy. "Okay, so I think we keep to the trees and stuff because we can't be seen by muggles," he explained, moving to stand beside his cousin to show the path he had marked out on the map. Using his finger, he traced the red path to where an X was drawn. "That's a magical area, so maybe we can get somewhere there. It's not that far, really. Maybe a couple weeks if we stay on track and move quick."

He grinned at his cousin, making sure to appear forever confident in their plan. Now that he thought about it, there were a few issues they would hit, but as the older of the two, it was his job to be the confident one. Levi was a characteristic downer, and Cain refused to fall into such thoughts, or allow his younger cousin to wallow about their self-imposed situation. "Now, when you're done stuffing your face, we can get out of here. It'll be great, you'll see."
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