Here's part two! If you guys like Shiro (in this case, he's named Gyro) you might like him here. Anyways...on with the story.

Warning: This story will mention mpreg, sex, cheating, violence and suicide. If this is not what you like then please leave.

Chapter 2: The Phoenix and The Siren

Thousands of years.

It has been thousands of years since he last saw his mate. Thousands of years of meeting, losing and dying. Decades after decades of being in each other's arms, only to be ripped apart. Not that it was his mate's fault. It never was. After all, it was always his mate that left him when he fucked up. He could remember his first life, when his old lover walked away from him to die. Remembered when his lover used the agony of childbirth to fake his death.

He could see it clearly in his head when his ex-husband had changed from a cat to a fox. How the markings on his cheeks, brown triangles carving upwards, to white check marks under his eyes. How brown fur like hair shimmered into silver, like the stars. Oh, how beautiful his old lover looked under the moon as he stood tall against the humans and the Wolf Clan that joined them. His head held up high with his shoulders back, like a king. As he could have been if Thunderstorms Darkness had not destroyed his marriage.

The old wolf watched in awe as the old fox called upon the powers of the moon, the land, the forest, of fire and water. Watched as he cut a chunk of earth from Altea, with their enemies crying out in fear. Thunderstorms Darkness had never seen something like this before. Heard maybe. As stories of their youth, of how the Goddess herself made the world to save the creation her father had made from war of her people. Pike had brought that myth to life.

"You shall no longer bring harm to this world." Pike proclaimed, eyes glowing completely white. His voice echoing all around them. "You are not welcome here, murders of the Great Father's Children. You have spit on his daughter's, the Moon Goddess, sacrifice."

His eyes narrowed as white light started to blind them all.

"Be glad that your punishment is only banishment."

With that, Thunderstorms Darkness could only watch as Pike teleports them to a new world. A world far from their home, Altea. Once the light that had those murders cowering disappeared, they made a run for it. Thunderstorms scowled viciously and arched into a run when he heard a thump. Quickly turning around, he watched as his Pike fall from his knees with a choking gasp. He ran to his lost long lover, stumbling to his side. He fell to his own knees harshly, frantically looking all over the other's body. He was terrified, he didn't know what to do.

Cautiously he wrapped his arms around the other's thin and trembling frame. He pulled Pike closer to his chest. Bright, shining blue eyes that he used to know was now dim and dying. The fox, his fox, was dying. Thunderstorms cupped his ex-husband's brown cheek only for Pike to turn his head and reject it. For he wanted nothing to do with him.

"Pike..."

"I want nothing to do with you."

"But-"

"My family is dead, my people are dead, my best friend, Dakin, is dead." Pike gasp out, glaring in his purple eyes. "My daughter-"

"Our daughter."

"My daughter, who I raised by myself with only Dakin for help, is back on Altea. A world that would now flourish without those monsters."

His eyes narrowed in anger.

"Without you."

Thunderstorms Darkness felt his heart break. Pike continued to glare at him just as his eyes fluttered and his last breath left his body. Something broke within him as his old mate died in his arms. Thunderstorms cried out the dead man's name, desperately trying to deny the truth. Breathing was becoming harder and harder. It was as if his lungs stopped working. His heart that was bumping quickly in his ear had become silent. His body spasms as he tried his hardest to just breathe. It felt as if someone was tearing his very soul apart. He couldn't take it anymore. Everything was cold and hot, his body itched as if he was bitten by bugs. He reached for his neck with sharp claws and scratched deeply. Over and over and over.

Then pain hit him.

He slumped over his dead mate, arms barely holding him up. He watched with teary eyes as blood drip upon flawless brown skin, making it look as if his dear Pike was crying tears of blood.

"...Pike..."

There he fell over to his side to join his mate on the other side. Only to be reborn three years later...and again and again and again.

A thousand years of rebirth.

Only for it to end the same on the planet Daibazzal.

"No...please...don't-"

"I can't be with you. I don't even know why I'm with you. You'll think after all this time...I would learn."

Thunderstorms Darkness, a name he kept from his first life (seeing how his new ones could never be pronounced right), watched as his lover turned his back toward him. The brown hair man shook his head as he sobs. Thunderstorms reached out to him, only to get his hand smacked away. Blue eyes flared back at him over the brown skinned man's shoulder. Thunderstorms Darkness had fucked up again, just like he did every decade. He could not help it though. To see Gyro again each time...temptation was to strong. Pike, his beloved Pike, took a few steps away from him in disgust.

The blue-eyed Male couldn't believe he did this again. He told himself each time that he would never go back to that faithless man ever again! And each time he did. Each new life, they had no memory of their past until...well for Thunderstorms is was when he saw Gyro again and for him. For him it was to feel the soul bond be violated again and again. For his lover to lay in bed with that man or to think about him in a sexual way. Why was he so weak?

"Please my song bird-"

"Don't you dare!" Pike hissed; his fiery silver-blue wings flared out with his anger. "Don't you dare try to sweet talk to me with filthy tongue of yours! Did you enjoy it, you fish?"

He took a threatening step forward. His eyes dark with an intensity that had the purple eyed Male Siren shrink back. He wanted to claim that his lover would dare not hurt him but...with those eyes, he could not. After all, anyone could kill even one as noble and pure as a Phoenix.

"Well did you?"

Thunderstorms looked away in shame. "I'm sorry."

Pike drew back, head held high and wings ready for flight. "Yeah? Well me too."

Thunderstorms watched with a broken heart as his mate took to the sky.

"I should have never soul bond with you."

Those were the last words he would ever hear...

Until they meet again.

"Release me!"

Thunderstorms Darkness struggled against the grip of humans and wolf like hybrids that had captured him. He hissed and snarled as he snapped his silver-haired tail at them. Usually he would be a better fighter but he was heavy with child. A child that he could not have back when he was an Alpha hybrid. He swung his head around trying to find a way out. Then his purple eyes met gray eyes of his lover. His heart skip with ecstasy before plummeting. Why was his Gyro standing there with these assholes? Why wasn't he helping him?

"Is this the siren?" One that looked like a cross bred of a wolf and bat asked gruffly.

Gyro nod his head curtly. "Yes sir."

"Good man." The same man chuckled darkly as he patted the broader man's shoulder. "One less beastly in the sea."

Then he came closer and kicked his hip. Thunderstorms screech as he tried to makes sure his child was not injured. He looked at his lover with eyes of betrayal. Gyro just stared back blankly.

"A wee bit big around the middle, ain't it?" The man jeered.

Gyro tilted his head toward the speaker. "It's pregnant. Apparently, creatures of the sea like it can bare offspring."

"Disgusting." The same man said with a sneer.

Thunderstorms just hissed back, eyes watering. Why would Gyro do this? Was he not happy with what their union had brought? Was he not happy with their child?

"Gyro...our child..." Thunderstorms called out to him softly.

Everyone turned to the bigger male in shock.

"You can't honestly believe that abomination is mine." Gyro scoffed, crossing his arms. "We all know that Sirens would spread their legs for anyone."

The men jeered and laughed.

"Well if they had any."

Thunderstorms Darkness felt his heart break. How could the man he fallen for do this? If Pike was here, he would have been preening with joy. Pain went through him. Pike...was this how he felt when he, Thunderstorms Darkness, turned his back on their marriage? He felt a new wave of respect for his old mate, seeing how Pike's new lives would accept him each time with open arms. Only to be hurt each time at the end. But...the purple eyes Siren looked up at his lover. Gyro was not a cruel man nor was he a monster. Maybe, just maybe he could get through to him...

"Gyro, please! This is our child! I have not slept with anyone but you." He pled, ripping his arms out of the one's that hold him. It was a small lie, seeing how he had indeed slept with someone other than his human lover. It was Pike, who he had shared a night with but it was long time ago with him as the dominate one. "Gyro!"

Gyro sneered at the pathetic creature that was crawling towards him. Stupid thing, did it not realize that he was just using it? He already had a lover back on land. His creature was just too wet his tip a bit at sea. It means nothing to him. Grey eyes narrowed down at it. Maybe he should show the foul creature? Gyro took a step forward towards the sea beast, watching as its eyes glowed with happiness. Then he rose his foot.

"I would never sleep with a disgusting creature such as yourself." He sneered before slamming his foot into the Siren's stomach.

Thunderstorms Darkness screamed in agony as the father of his unborn child kicked him over and over. He could feel the pain ripping into him as the heavy foot hit him in the stomach, chest and head. His baby! Oh gods, his baby! It will not survive this brutal attack. He would never have a child, who's life he would be a part of. Was this a punishment from the Love Goddess herself for being unfaithful all this time? For taking another and hurting them over and over when they did nothing but love him unconditional?

Thunderstorms laid there, trembling from the after math of the attack. Gyro had only stopped when the captain of the ship pulled him away. He didn't want damage good after all. Tears run down the pale bruised face of the Siren. He had just lost his child, his future son or daughter. He did not want to live anymore. Then he heard a familiar shriek echoing in the air above them. So familiar...it couldn't be!

The workers of the hunting ship that Thunderstorm was trapped in, looked up in surprise. Above them was a bird with what seems to be blue-no wait! It was silvery blue wings that burned like fire. It was a Phoenix! A Phoenix that screeched loudly in the air with anger. The same Phoenix that was coming for their ship at high speed. They screamed when the fiery creature landed on their ship with a large bang and smoke.

"Pike..." Thunderstorms whispered, slowly seating up.

"What the hell?"

"Was that a Phoenix?"

"If we can get that thing, we'll be richer then a king."

"Pike..." The Siren called out softly, under the shouts of these monsters.

The smoke clears to reveal a tall, thin figure. There in the middle of the ship was Pike. His body crouched, wings high in the air and teeth bared with a frightening grin. His wings were no longer the silky feathers Thunderstorms had grown use too but of blue silver-blue flames. In his hands were a pair of duels swords that gleamed red and gold. They were as long as his arms, the guards were where the colors met as if real fire was frozen in a shape of a Phoenix taking flight. It was beautiful...he was beautiful.

Thunderstorms Darkness watched in awe as his soul bond mate weaved and danced around the men as if he was at a ball. Watched as the man that left him, for good reasons, slay them without a blink of an eye. Watched as his wings flared high and low, burning anything they touch. Though they did not touch man or beast. He had ever seen Pike fight like this before. Heck, he didn't think he'll ever see the fiery bird again.

Pike hissed and snapped at any challenger that dare to face him. Slicing his swords through their neck and bellies. Usually he would never come back to Thunderstorms Darkness under any circumstances. He had been hurt far too many times after all. One could only take so much taint in one's soul bond before losing their sense of reality. Pike had been doing this for decades! Yet...When he felt the pain from Thunderstorms, he acted. Thunderstorm had never felt this kind of pain before. So, he did something stupid. He looked through his mate's eyes once again. Instead of seeing him and Gyro getting frisky, he saw a boot coming at him. Oh, how completely furious he was!

This bastard had killed a baby, an unborn child that he could feel his ex-husband's joy about. A child that was made when his memories came back. A child that was killed because of the sins his carrier and sire created. Pike made a soft prayer for the lost child as he slowly made his way to its killer. Gyro looked frighten as death was coming for him in the disguise of a pure and noble bird. Still the man held his ground as the blue bird advanced.

"You." Pike hissed; wings became hotter with his rage. "Murder."

"Monster." Gyro reply back, taking out his sword.

Pike just scoff, his left wing dragged across the floor to the sky. Cutting through the homewrecker's blade with the tip of his burning wing. The other, taller man gasped and cried out at the loss of his blade. Gone before he could even have a chance to use it. Pike was not done just yet. With one sword, he smacked the hilt out of the man's hand and with the other, he sliced down Gyro's chest. The said man cried out in pain, stumbling back to get away. Pike would not have that; not will wraith be burning its poisonous flame in his heart. No...Pike wanted revenge.

Revenge on the man that led the ruins to each relationship he had with Thunderstorm Darkness. The man that cost his daughter, his little Coeur Allure, a father. This homewrecker, this bastard, this murder, this monster. He would show no mercy. The blue Phoenix watched with icy eyes as Gyro fall backwards, his back slamming against the rail of the ship. Pike let the darkness take over him as he replaced his swords back into their scabbard and reached for the human.

The blue eyed, brown skin man lift the man up with one hand around his neck. Blue flames licking up and down his arm, brushing against the other man's pale cheek. Yes...Pike was going to get his revenge.

"Pike..." Something had changed in Gyro's eyes. They were not cold as before but surprise. "You look like Pike..."

The brown haired, with silver-blue feathers flaring out, man cocked his head to the side like the bird he was. Something was different with the man dangling from his hand. Pike chuckled with no amusement what so ever. Oh, well of course Gyro would get his memories back and just before he died as well. The gods were probably laughing at this.

Well no matter...

"You've awakened far too slowly, my old comrade." Pike whispered without emotion. His grip around the other's neck tighten. "This will not stop me from punishing you or getting my revenge however."

"Wh-what do you mean?" Gyro asked in fear before remembering what his body did earlier. "What have I done?"

"So many things that you will now repent for in death."

"What?! Wait-Pike-no-"

The Phoenix cut off the stammering male by flaring out his wings completely. The heat climbed higher with the flames that was slowly eating away at the ship. Then the tips curved down over their heads. Gyro watched in fear and struggled against the inhuman grip on his neck with panic. Pike just watched with amusement.

"May the gods have mercy on your soul," Pike whispered with a humorless chuckle. "For these flames will not."

Then without warning, the fiery wings forced their way into the human's throat. Burning everything in their way in. Once Pike's wings had vanished from his back down the human's throat, he dropped him and took a step back. He watched blankly at the human who fell to his knees, clawing at his blue glowing neck. Watched as the humans screamed and shrieked as the flames started eating away at him. Watched as skin darken and melt, giving away under his fingertips. Horrify grey eyes met with empty dark blue eyes before rolling behind Gyro's head. The Phoenix's revenge was complete...for now.

"Pike?"

The said male turned to see wide eyes of Thunderstorms Darkness. "What?"

"Why did you...how could you..." Thunderstorms could not find the words.

Pike rolled his eyes and walked over to what the humans called a Poop deck. Taking out one of his swords, spinning it in his hand and slamming it down a still breathing creature. Thunderstorms' eyes followed his wingless form as he took captain's hat and threw himself down to sit on the steps. The wingless bird placed the hat on his head, lend back and tilt the hat to cover his eyes. He seemed not to care for the fire around him. Thunderstorm panted slightly as he dragged himself closer.

"Go back to the sea fish." The tired voice of the noble bird said without looking at him. "The water will heal you and you can spend the rest of your life searching for the reincarnation of that man."

"What about you?" Thunderstorms asked, not wanting to really leave his old mate behind. Just in case the man was reborn as a baby, like all Phoenix do when the died in fire, and couldn't float. "Are you going to let your baby form drown when you are reborn?"

The bird let out a bark of laugher that with dry and flat. "There is no reborn for me."

Thunderstorms Darkness was confused. "What do you mean? You're a Phoenix."

Pike looked at him from underneath the hat he wore. "The first thing they teach you in your first life as a Phoenix is that you do not use your flames of life and purity to kill. It leaves you wingless and mortal."

"Pike..." Thunderstorms felt his heart break again.

"Don't worry. Once I die, you go back and look for another him. It's what your good at right? Leaving me to parish as you fuck another?"

He turned his gaze toward the still burning corpse of his lover. So, Pike did not know. Of course, he didn't know, Pike is always the first to die. So, he didn't know that the soul bond between them would drag Thunderstorms under when the bird died. Thunderstorms wonder if he should tell him. Purple eyes moved to look at the soon to be dead man. A man that was staring at the sky, where the moon was barely shown.

"I am Agharid of the Blue Phoenix Clan, once known as Pike of the Moon Clan." The wingless bird called out to the moon. Tears running down his eyes as he closed them, resigning to his death. "I had used my flames of purity and nobility to murder. I offer my wingless body and tainted soul to the Goddess of Justice as well as my paragon Goddess of the Moon to punish me as they see fit."

Thunderstorms Darkness whined as his old mate slump back to let the flames consume him. The black-haired male clawed himself closer. Pike was going to kill himself in his own flames. So no matter where he goes, Thunderstorms' soul would follow behind as quickly as it could. Besides, even if he could live pass Pike's death, he would not be able to find Gyro. What he did today, how he killed their child without remorse, made Thunderstorms sick. He won't be able to look at the man the same way again. Thunderstorm Darkness looked around once again with a heavy heart. Flames were completely devouring the ship and the corpses that lay trapped there. Black smoke rises up into the darkening sky.

"I am Hippocrates of the Northern Sea Clan, once known as Thunderstorms Darkness of the Sun Clan." The silver-red Siren whispered softly. He closed his eyes and laid his head on the other's knee. "I will stay with you through the judgment of the Goddess of Justices as well as your paragon Moon Goddess."

Pike clicked his tongue against his teeth annoyed but ran his fingers through black long hair. Thunderstorm let his body relax under the old comfort. He could remember when his Pike last did this, they were barely preteens and Pike had wanted to calm him down after a fight with his father. How long had that been?

Thousands of years.

It's been thousands of years since they died.

And it'll be a thousand more deaths for them on Daibazzal.

That's it for part two! TBC...