Legacy

Chapter 7- Your Blood Tells Tales

As Solus walked out the door, I knew I had to do something. I ran after him, knowing no-one would stop me or even care. All their attention was focused on whispering and staring at the statue.
"Solus! Wait I need to talk to--"
I ran around the corner and face first into his back. I fell, and Solus caught me again. But this time he used his other arm. He smiled and helped me to my feet.
"We really need to stop meeting like this. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were a klutz," he joked, smiling more.
Only around you, it seems.. I thought. But in reality I said
"Sorry. I need to talk to you."
"Ok, whats up?" He casually put his arms to his sides, turning the palm of his hand slightly to face away from me. If I didn't know he was bleeding, I wouldn't have noticed.
"Can I see your hand?" He hesitated, then showed you his good hand.
"What for?" he asked innocently.
"Your OTHER hand."
His smile seemed to waver for a moment then he sighed, shrugging.
"Alright..."
He turned the palm of his hand upward. I saw the cut from the sword, and his beautiful golden blood around it. For a second I forgot how to breathe. The legends were true! They really had golden blood...
His voice snapped me out of it. "I'd better get some water. Its bad if someone stays golden for too long."
"You can just leave that jerk golden for all I care," I mumbled. Solus looked troubled and shook his head.
"Why not?" I asked, both curious and a bit disappointed.
"If I turn someone to gold I turn their whole body into gold. Their heart can't beat, their mind can't work, their just.. frozen for eternity."
"So?" even as I said those words I knew there was greater meaning behind what Solus was saying.
"Being turned into pure gold for a few seconds can make you really sick, and cold. being turned into gold for a half hour..."
"Can kill you." My heart froze as I finished his sentence. Now I understand why Solus was acting so evasive. His power was deadly. Just like mine, except he could control his. I can't imagine how many rich folk want him to turn things into gold...
Solus started walking away. I hesitated, then grabbed his arm, stopping him. He looked at me, a bit surprised.
"Wait, your hand." I dug through my pockets and found a bandage. I always carry bandages, I get in trouble quite a bit. I held his wrist in my hand and moved to a water fountain. I turned it on and let the water dribble over his wound. Then I dried it gently with my sleeve. Done that, I put the bandage on his hand.
"There, all done." I smiled and put my hands on my hips, proud.
He was smiling at me. I smiled and raised a eyebrow.
"What?"
"Nothing. Thanks for the Band-Aid."
"It was nothing" I felt like we were echoing the words from earlier today, except the roles were reversed. Now he was thanking me, and I was cool with it.
"Lets get some water"