A/N: Wham and Santana are a little older when they're taken in this. Like, kids instead of little babies.
Your lonely footsteps made no sound of the soft earth, the only noise was the beat of the rain. This was the first time you could remember walking alone, you opened and closed your hands, the empty feeling sending chills through your body. You missed the soft hands that used to fill the empty space. Ever since you were a child, you walked with Santana and Wamuu at your side. They were like your brothers. You remembered the sting of tears and the bite of grief when Kars had ripped your only friends away from you. You had only been a child as well, so he had spared you, but why did he not take you with him?
~flashback owo~
The loud beat and thrum of your heartbeat filled your head. You stood in a graveyard, the bodies of your people littered the ground around you. The smell of blood and smoke filled the air. Shivering violently, you tightly gripped Santana's strong hand, his vermillion curls filling your field of vision. You looked up at his sullen face as you hugged him tightly. You glanced at Wamuu, who stood next to Santana. Tears brimmed in his eyes, not daring to stain his cheeks. He had to be strong, for you. Santana flinched and wrapped his arms around you protectively when you heard footsteps approaching you. Horror flashed on Wamuu's young face.
"What should we do with them?" A voice asked. It was a tired, rough sound.
"Take them, but leave the girl, she's weak. We have no need of her." You whimpered and buried your face in Santana's soft belly, holding him close. You felt a callused hand on your back and you were ripped away from him, he clawed at your arms trying to pull you back. It was too late, he was seized by a large, purple-haired man that you could not recognize. He glared at you with such an expression of disgust it made you want to curl up in a hole and die. You shrieked and kicked, your sounds of struggle mixed with Wham and Santana's. You fought as hard as you could until you were tossed into a ditch. You watched as the two men carried away your friends, your brothers.
~End of flashback uwu~
You screamed and punched the air. It had been hundreds, thousands of years since that day, so why did you keep remembering it? You had grown since then, you were a strong young woman by now, your tan skin dappled with tattoos and scars. You had spent the past several thousand or so years training to find and defeat the men that had taken your only family away from you. A ripple of frigid air surged around you as you cursed and continued your journey. The rain around you turned to snow. You looked before you, your destination was an old temple somewhere deep in South America. The snow that trailed behind you had already melted into small puddles and the water beneath your feet turned to ice. A thin layer of frost formed on the hem of your cloak.
You reached the temple, stepping into the stone abyss. You were greeted with many centuries worth of cobwebs. You wanted desperately to call out for your brothers but the purple haired monster and his comrade could still be present and you dared not reveal yourself.
You traveled deeper into the temple, finding no signs of life until you came across a lit room. The orange torchlight flooded the hallway from the wide doorway. You pressed yourself to the wall and listened for voices. You heard nothing. You turned and peeked into the doorway; it was a big room with three torches on the walls. In the back of the room were two large bedrolls, a chest, and a small brazier. Jewelry, furs, and empty skins littered the room, it obviously hadn't been cleaned in a while. However, the most notable thing in the room was the bright orange mop of hair that was barely visible under a large pelt.
You smiled and scanned the room for Wamuu. You eventually found that he was not present, a shame really, but you'd find him later. You quietly stepped into the room, kneeling at the edge of the bedroll. You softly brushed his hair out of his face to reveal his prominent features. Damn, he had changed a lot. You still remembered the little baby-faced Santana from so long ago, it was almost painful to look at him all grown up. You traced the cobalt blue tattoo under his eye and laughed quietly to yourself.
"Santana, wake up," you whispered. He took your hand in his and sat up slowly, his eyes still closed. Oh, how you longed to see his crimson irises. "Come on, wake up!" You said. He opened his eyes, his face showing alarm. Did he not recognize you? He let go of your hand and stood, staggering away from you and darting toward the door. No, no! Why was he running away from you? "Santana!" you cried. The room froze, and so did Santana it seemed. Goose-flesh prickled your arms, you had never been this cold before.
"(Y/N)?" You stood and an expression of recognition flashed across his face. It wasn't until he wrapped his arms around you that you realized how much he had really changed. He was so muscular, it was crazy. You were so used to the soft, chubby Santana. Not the large man that stood before you. He was almost a foot taller than you, maybe more. You couldn't tell with your face nuzzled into his soft hair.
"Santana, you're so..." You began. He let you out of the embrace and looked down at you. "Big." was the word you finally decided on. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )
"And you're so small," he laughed. You took his hands in yours and looked down at them. They were surprisingly soft.
"Where's Wamuu?"
"He's with Master Esidisi and Lord Kars." Master Esidisi and Lord Kars?!
"Where?" Santana looked slightly uncomfortable. Well, if he wasn't going to tell you, you would find out for yourself. You dropped his hands and dashed around him, leaving him alone in the cold room. You felt bad about it, but you needed to find Wamuu. You sprinted down the corridor, careful to be silent and listening for anyone else.
You felt like you had been running forever, past empty rooms and large halls. Where could he be? You finally heard voices from down the hallway. You decided that they must be coming from the room on the corner. You quietly approached the door, peeking inside for just a moment. You saw Wamuu speaking to another pillarman that you did not recognize, you hoped it wasn't Kars.
You soon realized that there was no way you could sneak into the room, so you decided to take a more direct approach. You dropped your cloak and stepped into the room.
"Wamuu!" They both turned and looked at you, Wamuu's face lit up with surprise and the other smirked. You took a few more steps into the room and Wham glanced at the other pillarman before stepping forward to greet you.
You broke out in a short run and met Wham in an eager embrace, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. Your unruly (H/C) hair fell around his face and you couldn't help but smile.
"(Y/N)!" He hugged you tightly, a bright smile on his face. You were surprised to receive such a warm greeting after seeing his stony expression when speaking to the other pillarman. His smile faded and he turned to face the other pillarman, holding you protectively rather than excitedly. "Master Esidisi this is..."
"I know," Esidisi said quietly. He flashed you a slight grin. "You have aged well." You cleared your throat and glared at him. His smiled and put his arms up in a joking manner. "No reason to be that cold!"
"I won't be mocked by a man that would toss a child into a ditch and leave her to die," you retorted in an icy tone. He narrowed his eyes.
"I was commanded to leave you." You bit your lip, thinking of a response. You let go of Wamuu and he gently set you down.
"Well, I am not as weak now as I was."
"I can see that," he countered. He took your hand in his, his warmth almost overwhelming. "I would never have left you if I hadn't been commanded to do so." You glanced at your hands before looking into his blue eyes. He was being sincere. You glanced back at Wamuu before gently taking your hand from Esidisi's.
"Let me join my brothers in your service." Esidisi laughed.
"Your brothers are they? Well, I guess they are now," he paused, flashing you a bright grin, "I will not accept you into my service; however, I will accept you into my family." You were speechless. You stared at him, searching for something to say. You were about to respond when Santana burst in the room.
"(Y/N)!" All three of you turned to look at Santana at the same time. Esidisi smiled as you pulled Santana into a tight hug.
"Santana, did you hear him? We can be a family again!" You couldn't hold back your tears of joy. Wammu turned to Esidisi.
"What about Lord Kars?" He whispered.
"Leave it to me." Esidisi mumbled something Wham couldn't quite make out and left the room, giving Santana a pat on the back as he walked by.
A/N: I'm not dead, try as I might. I'm still trying to get those requests done but it's just been kind of hard lately. Curse you writer's block!! Also, gotta love the three style changes in this wow it's been a while. I started this draft sometime in late August early September.