Disclaimer- I do not own Suiko 3. Only own Max.
Authors Note- Ahahahah. Here is Max, Percival's brother. I'm going to
write a sequel to Burning, when I'm done of course. I already have an idea.
This is not really part of the story, but it sort of leads up to the ending
and also the sequel. Hope you like it.
Chapter 2/ Interlude: The Reason
Max had always hated his little brother, Percival. It's not that Percival was favored; it was just that he existed. Oh yes every one in the village loved him and his little brother. But the little brat was always around him, following him wherever he went. His mother said that was because Percival admired him. Yeah, right. It probably was the truth, though. It still was annoying though. Maybe if it were someone other then his brother then he would not be so annoyed.
It was known that Max was extremely smart. He was very popular with every one, especially the young girls of Iksay. He wanted to be somebody, not just a farmer like every one else was. He wanted to be somebody that every one would know and even fear. (Little did he know, his wish would one true one day.)
People said he looked like his grandfather on his mother's side. That's not exactly what he wanted. Not that he didn't like his grandfather, but he wanted to look like his father. And guess what? They said that Percival looked like his father. The little brat got everything. Max did not like that. He deserved to look like their father; he had known him the longest. Maybe that was one of the reasons that he hated his brother.
His father had died in the Dunan Unification War. He had broken his promise to Max. He promised to come back, alive. Not buried with others in some foreign land leaving his wife alone with his two kids.
The man who had told them the news stayed with them for a while. Camus was his name. Max never really liked him, maybe because he always was helping the brat. Helping him learn to ride a horse and use a sword. Helping him to eventually become a knight. And that's what Percival did. Max never thought his stupid brother would amount to anything, much less become a knight. No matter what, he would always be better then Percival, no matter what anyone thought. ~~~ A/N- Sorry its so short, but that's all I had to write. The 3rd chapter is coming soon; I just have to type it up. Hope you like it. Please review. ~ Brivilya
Chapter 2/ Interlude: The Reason
Max had always hated his little brother, Percival. It's not that Percival was favored; it was just that he existed. Oh yes every one in the village loved him and his little brother. But the little brat was always around him, following him wherever he went. His mother said that was because Percival admired him. Yeah, right. It probably was the truth, though. It still was annoying though. Maybe if it were someone other then his brother then he would not be so annoyed.
It was known that Max was extremely smart. He was very popular with every one, especially the young girls of Iksay. He wanted to be somebody, not just a farmer like every one else was. He wanted to be somebody that every one would know and even fear. (Little did he know, his wish would one true one day.)
People said he looked like his grandfather on his mother's side. That's not exactly what he wanted. Not that he didn't like his grandfather, but he wanted to look like his father. And guess what? They said that Percival looked like his father. The little brat got everything. Max did not like that. He deserved to look like their father; he had known him the longest. Maybe that was one of the reasons that he hated his brother.
His father had died in the Dunan Unification War. He had broken his promise to Max. He promised to come back, alive. Not buried with others in some foreign land leaving his wife alone with his two kids.
The man who had told them the news stayed with them for a while. Camus was his name. Max never really liked him, maybe because he always was helping the brat. Helping him learn to ride a horse and use a sword. Helping him to eventually become a knight. And that's what Percival did. Max never thought his stupid brother would amount to anything, much less become a knight. No matter what, he would always be better then Percival, no matter what anyone thought. ~~~ A/N- Sorry its so short, but that's all I had to write. The 3rd chapter is coming soon; I just have to type it up. Hope you like it. Please review. ~ Brivilya