Hello again!
I had a quite hard time to make this to look like it was in my imagination; I hope you'll like it.
"The Stones of Chaos" new chapter will come out as soon as possible, I need to think about Tsuna's past a lot because I don't won't to make any more mistakes.
To everyone who asked who is the king he's an OC, I don't usually use OC in my stories but I needed someone who could be a perfect son of a bitch in the king's level, so it's not Reborn (Remember, he's Natsu's boyfriend) or Xanxus.
Answer to questions:
Great – Nope it's not Xanxus, and about Tsuna's powers…you'll find out about some of them in this chapter.
NagiRokudo – No, the king is not Reborn, Reborn loves Natsu more than anything in this story.
Zherlina – I'm crying with you. Why didn't Giotto save Tsuna, who know ? But maybe I'll tell you later, Hehehe…I liked writing the King's part the most, he's so cool ~! Thank you and you're awesome !
BlackAndWhiteRoseWolf – The maid is indeed weird but you'll find out more later. And the king is awesome ~.
Pairings: G27 (mainly), R72 and brotherly 10027
I don't own KatekyōHitman Reborn!I only own the King.
Warning: Yaoi and language.
The amazing Beta Reader: Pure Red Crane
"Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven." -Tryon Edwards (Think about Giotto's point of view.)
Chapter 3: "Corpse Party."
*~With Tsuna and Byakuran~*
"Bya-chan, I have a feeling that this ball is going to be from hell." Tsuna pouted as he checked Byakuran's appearance.
Byakuran's handsome figure suited his new suit perfectly. The white color of the fabric matched his hair perfectly like when the hair glowed with the snow. However, what lay inside the coat was a dress shirt as black as night with a purple tie, which reminded him of the sunset just before dusk. It connected with the man's purple eyes and the edges of the white coat. Purple buttons stood out on the darkness of Byakuran's dress shirt like droplets from the purple sky.
Tsuna, on the other hand, wore an outfit that made him look like a precious doll. He had a black dress shirt like Byakuran, but the sleeves were pulled up to his elbows. He wore a white vest and matching pants that coordinated with Byakuran's snow like suit. On his legs were a couple of black boots. The left one had white laces and the right one having orange laces. His tie was the most eye-catching orange. It looked as if it was taken from the purest flames, which also held a certain resemblance to a very powerful blond mafia boss' eyes.
Byakuran raised an eyebrow at Tsuna's words. "Hmm? Aren't all the parties we attend like that? Whether it's a birthday or an emergency meeting, someone always ends up 6 feet under and the place gets trashed. It's not new, so why are you worried now?" he asked and set near Tsuna on the bed. The white haired man started to pet the young boy's fluffy hair.
Tsuna frowned lightly, but leaned into Byakuran's touch. After a few seconds, he looked up at Byakuran and then he putted his head back down. The brunet bit his lip in worry, "But that's normal! We are magnets for trouble! But this time, it's feeling really weird!" he explained.
"What? Magnet for trouble? No way, Tsu-chan! We're not magnets for trouble! But anyway, if you truly think that this is a bad idea, then we can skip it." Byakuran replied as he forced Tsuna's chin up and used his thumb to free the slightly bleeding lip from the gritting teeth.
"I think this is going to…"
"…be pure torture."
Reborn chuckled as he heard his boss' words. No one hated mafia parties more than Giotto. As they entered the ball room, Giotto's eyes wandered through the colorful and breathtaking room. Everything looked beautiful. The women's dresses matched perfectly with the colorful flowers that spread around the room. Each mask was different and it was clear that each person tried to have the most remarkable mask. Some people danced, others were drinking and chatting with the other guests and laugher could be heard everywhere.
In Giotto's head, however, everything looked different. To him, the room was pure black and blood was spread on the walls. The women wore torn, gray and black dress. Some people were zombies and others looked as if they had been in hell, with black holes for eyes and sharp fangs for teeth. Instead of flowers, there were sticks with heads on them. Giotto could swear he saw their eyes move until they settled on him. Screams of pure terror rang through the room and Giotto felt that he was going to be sick.
Natsu turned around to face a trembling Giotto and a grinning Reborn. He smiled at the visible green on Giotto's face and coughed in order to gain his attention. Once he saw his boss' masked face, he knew that Giotto's face was full of misery. That thought made his smile even bigger.
"Alright Giotto, we're here, so you don't have any chance to escape. And in order to survive this evening without burning this place to the ground, you need a reminder of the safety rules of parties!"
The moment Giotto heard those words, he grounded. Reborn smirked at Giotto's depressed form. Natsu, however, tried not to show how irritated it made him. "The rules apply to both of you." Reborn's smirk fell and the brunet had to hide his own amused smirk. "Remember to smile, be your usual charming self, but not too charming..." he said as he glared at Reborn, remembering one particular party. In return, Reborn smiled deviously.
"And finally, don't ever take your masks off. Especially you Giotto! I don't want to fight my way through your obsessed fan girls to save your ass!" Natsu barked.
"Is that clear?" he asked, still looking rather pissed.
"Yes, sir." they both groaned.
"Good. Reborn release Giotto. Idiot boss, we are going to dance a little, but don't get any ideas. Escape is futile. And be careful!" And with that, they left for the dance floor.
"At least I'll have some…"
"Hello handsome~" An old lady with shiny, purple hair and a light pink dress came onto Giotto. She leaned on the table and winked at Giotto as she playfully lifted up her already really short dress.
"…quit."
Giotto started to back out slowly, but his plan failed as the woman, who was old enough to be his great grandma, jumped at him and buried his face in her giant boobs.
"Is that a tattoo?!"
Giotto officially despised parties.
*~With Tsuna and Byakuran~*
Byakuran looked around. The ball was truly beautiful, everything looked absolutely perfect.
"My my, what a fancy ball. Someone is trying to impress the mafia world~" Byakuran said playfully as he and Tsuna walked through the large oak doors. Tsuna's dull eyes looked at him through his mask. Then he looked at his hand, which Byakuran was holding tightly.
"Aren't we all?" he asked with a robotic like voice. It was so cold and heartless that it could make anyone shudder. This was the way wizards always talked. They didn't care and that voice showed respect to their 'Masters'.
"Womil (1), you know that I hate it when you talk that way. You can talk in whatever voice you want and no one will do a thing. They can't do a single thing to my date." Byakuran scolded lightly. No one would dare to hurt Tsuna or else they would have to deal with the Millefiore.
Tsuna blushed slightly at being called Byakuran's date and he was thankful that there was a mask covering his blushing face. He looked around and caught some people looking at Byakuran with interest. He smirked lightly as an idea came to him and he decided to make Byakuran conform to his thoughts. "Signore Byakuran, you should go to the dance floor. I saw a few people looking at you and I think you should go talk to them. If we can walk out of here with a few new aliases, it will make this party not a complete waste of time."
Byakuran looked at Tsuna and smiled slightly. 'Tsu–chan has grown quite nicely. It was a good idea to make him my personal advisor.' Of course, Byakuran wasn't a fool, he was well aware of the fact that some people were staring at him. As he thought about Tsuna's words, he knew it was a good idea, but he decided to tease his little companion before he left to do his job.
"Are you sure this isn't an excuse to get rid out of me~?" Byakuran laughed quietly as Tsuna huffed. He rolled his eyes and before Tsuna had the chance to say something, Byakuran decided to excuse himself and got away before it would be too late.
*~ With Tsuna ~*
Tsuna was drinking quietly in the corner of the room. He looked at the guests' clothing. They matched perfectly with this circus.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his butt. He almost yelped as he quickly turned around, only to meet the lust filled eyes of Don Alberto, the boss of Cherrepeta famiglia. By the smell, he could tell that the man was completely drunk.
"Natsu, sweetheart, I wanted to meet you for so long~ Heeheehee, I guess the rumors were true, Vongola's personal assassin does have a nice backside. But I must say, you were taller and had more muscle in the pictures." The man licked his lips and got closer to Tsuna in order to touch him again. His hand almost touched Tsuna's hip, but was quickly slapped away.
The man pouted slightly, but then chuckled. "Sweetheart, you're shy, aren't you? Afraid that that bastard you call a boyfriend will catch us? Don't worry about him, babe, I'm way better than him~" the drunk man purred. Tsuna had to stop himself from grimacing at the strong smell if alcohol.
'That old fart thinks I'm Natsu? Does he even know that Natsu is 40 years younger than him? I don't need a pedophile on my damn back! I need to act like Natsu and get the hell out of this fucked up situation!' Tsuna inwardly panicked, but on the outside he was as blank as a white piece of paper.
He made sure to show a little of his aura, showing the little muscle he had and puffed his chest. He brought his shoulders back and smirked broadly like Natsu did 7 years ago.
"Don Alberto, my lover, Reborn can perfectly satisfy my needs and I don't see how you can be 'better' than him. If we get in bed together, you'll only hurt your back, get tired or have a heart attack before I can even get hard. So do me a favor and get your disgusting hands off of me before I make sure that even a whore wouldn't want to touch you." He glared at the drunk man who didn't even look like he was listening.
"But why, babe? You're much too sexy for that bastard. You should come with me, I'm way richer and stronger~" Don Alberto chuckled and tried to touch Tsuna again, only to be pushed away.
Meanwhile, Tsuna was gritting his teeth, his blood boiled. The damn pedophile just didn't get the message. "Listen here, you fucking damn sca..." But before he could finish, a Vongola minion kicked the drunken man and slammed him into the floor.
Tsuna took a moment to look at the minion. The man had shiny, short blond hair, kind of spiky, sea green eyes and three piercings in his left ear.
The minion turned around to him and grinned widely, "Signore Natsu, are you alright? Do you want me to break his teeth or nose?" he asked cheerfully. Although Tsuna felt a strong urge to nod, he shook his head. The minion nodded and noticed Tsuna's appearance.
"Signore Natsu, did you change your clothes after you came here? And did you get shorter?" he asked with a hint of concern. Tsuna then figured that the minion was probably close to Natsu, but not as close as Reborn or Giotto was. He glanced at the minion again and noticed that the man looked as if he was waiting for an answer. Oh, he asked him a question! It took Tsuna a moment to remember what he was asked and then quickly thought about an answer.
"N-No! Everything is perfectly fine! Y-Yes, me and R-Reborn are playing a game, that's all! Really! Thank you for helping me and pretending that you don't know me! I don't want to lose the game! Haha…" He nervously laughed and prayed that the minion bought his excuse.
The minion looked at him weirdly before shrugging. He gave Tsuna a wink, to which Tsuna returned with a small wave before talking off to the balcony. The minion sighed, already familiar with the crazy games Natsu and Reborn were playing and went back to his place by his boss' side, only to find Giotto talking with Reborn and a familiar brunet.
"Signore Natsu, weren't you on the balcony?"
Natsu looked at him weirdly before replying. "No, should I be?" But before the minion could answer, gunshots and screams were heard and the room was shrouded in smoke. Reborn, Natsu and the minion immediately formed a circle around their blond haired boss.
A maniacal laugh was heard and once the smoke cleared, they were greeted by the sight of the whole Cherrepeta famigila pointing guns on them. Giotto's golden eyes narrowed and he had to keep himself from growling. This is just fan-fucking-tastic. He wanted to rest and he got himself into a big mess because some idiots couldn't hold their guns in check.
He moved between Reborn and the minion and moved forward, ignoring his coming guardians' shouts. He scowled at the smug look on Don Alberto's face and he had to keep himself calm before he burned this man alive.
"Don Alberto of the Cherrepeta famiglia, what is the meaning of this barbaric act?"
The blond noticed that his famiglia took a fighting stance, but he quickly motioned to them to not attack, but to keep on guard.
The drunken man didn't seem to understand what kind of dangerous situation he was in. He kicked one of his minions and ordered him to bring him more wine while he used another one to support himself. His red face turned to meet Giotto's furious one. "I should ask you the same thing, Giotto di Vongola. How dare your lowlife excuse of a minion attack me?!"
"My minion?"
"Yes! That stupid blond bitch with the metal in his ears!" the drunk replied.
"Oi, you harassed signore Natsu!"
"He did what?!" Reborn exclaimed, furious.
"When did he harass me?"
"We should ask you that!" Reborn almost screamed.
"Oh for the love of god, where is my bloody wine?!"
"Quiet!" a firm voice rang through the room.
Every single head turned in the direction of the voice. A white haired male stood near the ruins that used to be the food stand, a bag of marshmallows in his hand, but with a bullet hole in it.
Byakuran was angry. No, he was beyond angry! He had two things that no one was allowed to mess with. One was Tsuna and the other his marshmallows. The Cherepeta famiglia was going to suffer, every single one of them.
He threw the marshmallow bag aside and started to walk towards the battle field. "Now then, I'll ask you one question and then I'll leave. Okay?" he asked with a smile that promised endless pain.
"Y-Y-You'll ask questions in hell, y-you white haired clown!" Alberto screamed and signaled his famiglia to shoot. Bullets were shot from everywhere towards Byakuran, who simply blinked before the room was filled with smoke.
"W-What happened?!" Alberto screamed.
"Signore Alberto! It's probably one of the clown's tricks! Nothing to be worried about!" A minion came running towards him, but before he could make it, a bullet flew straight into the minion's skull.
"W-W-Wha...?"
The smoke cleared faster than lighting and in the place where Byakuran once stood, there was a young looking boy standing behind a wall of bullets. The bullets were suspended in the air, vibrating as if wanting to hit their target, to shed some blood.
"Signore Byakuran, are you alright?" Tsuna turned to face Byakuran, who was pouting as he stared at the last marshmallow in his hand. Byakuran's eyes met with his and the white haired man mouthed one word to him.
"Eliminate."
With a flick of his fingers, the bullets flew back to their shooters. Ripping through their flash as blood spilled everywhere. They didn't even have time to scream as the bullets flew between their eyes. It was their execution.
Vongola watched from the side, minions looking horrified at the amount of blood that kept spilling from the bodies. Giotto felt like he was going to be sick and Reborn and Natsu were highly impressed.
Don Albereto hadn't moved from the moment his men started dying. He stood in the middle of a pool of blood. His breath started to become heavy, the shock starting to emerge. His dark green eyes slowly met with a dying minion's blue ones and then he screamed.
He screamed and collapsed into the crimson pool. His suit was no longer pale blue, but the color of his dead famiglia's blood.
"M-Men, protect me! I-I'll give you everything you wish for!" He shook a dead minion's body, only to shrink when the dead man's eyeball fell to the ground.
Tsuna's eyes followed his every move like a hawk. He scowled at the man's pathetic tries to protect himself. 'He doesn't care about his man at all, only for his own fucking self.' he thought and felt the need to make a hole in the man's stomach.
He was about to fulfill his need when he heard a very strange sound, like a dog whistle, but only ten times louder. He looked around the room; no one seemed to hear it. Was it part of his Weregiu's powers? (2) Is that why no one else could hear it? Was it because he was the Weregiu of sound? His thoughts were stopped when he felt his mask cracking. He summoned his wizard's hat just in time to cover his face as every single mask in the room broke.
He saw some of Vongloa's faces. Natsu's features were a lot sharper than what he remembered. The years did well to Natsu and he had become quite an attractive man. No wonder the world's greatest hitman was attracted to him. Tsuna's eyes locked on a small earring on his brother's left ear. He allowed himself to let out a small, soft smile. 'I guess he hasn't forgotten about me.' he thought and touched his right ear, where the matching earring to his brother's was.
His eyes wandered to see the rest of Vongola's men and his breath hitched when he caught the site of the man that stole his heart.
'Giotto.'
Oh yes, the years did more than well in Giotto's case. He had a strong jaw and high cheek bones with shiny, beautiful blond hair and eyes so bright that it brought even the brightest fire to shame. They were the eyes that always stole his breath. God, was he checking out his former best friend that he supposedly hated?
But Tsuna knew that his love for Giotto hadn't changed. Tsuna wanted to jump into his arms and cry until he could get over the fact he hadn't touched him in 7 years.
Tsuna kept staring at Giotto until he suddenly felt a pair of eyes watching him, a pair of cold and ruthless eyes. It felt like smoke had started to spread through his head, making him hear horrifying thoughts.
You hate him.
You want to hurt Giotto, to bang his head so many times that even the god of death can't recognize him.
'Where did that come from?' Tsuna thought. He was angry at Giotto, but he didn't hate him. So where did those thoughts come from?
Tsuna felt a shiver run through his body, the dark feeling was getting stronger.
You want to rip his soul out of his body and crush it into pieces.
No, Tsuna didn't hate Giotto. He wanted to, but he just couldn't.
Tsuna was so deep in his little world that he hadn't notice Byakuran coming near him.
"Womil, are you hurt?"
Tsuna spun to his direction, eyes full of worry towards his white haired boss. "I'm always fine Master Byakuran, but are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm totally fine, Womil. Now then, I think the party is over, so let's head back home." Byakuran said as he brushed some dust off his pants.
They were about to leave when a bullet was shot between them. Both looked back to see Reborn pointing his gun at them.
"May I know why you shot at us?"
Reborn glared at them. "You just eliminated a whole famiglia in less than two minutes, what famiglia are you from?"
Byakuran turned around and chuckled, "To think that the best hitman in the world would be shocked about a famiglia other than his being eliminated. I guess you do have a heart." The only answer he got was a bullet flying right next to him and a scowling Reborn.
The white haired boss sighed, "My name is Byakuran Gesso, the boss of Millefiore famiglia, and this is the Millefiore's wizard, Womil." he said, pointing at Tsuna.
Suddenly, they heard a gasp and the blond haired minion that attacked Don Alberto ran towards them. "Signore Natsu, I didn't know you were a wiz…" But then he noticed Natsu standing by Giotto's side. "...ard."
It only took a few seconds for Natsu and Giotto to register what he said, it was their lead. They both charged at 'Womil'. Byakuran turned to protect his wizard, but a kick from Reborn told him that he had his own battle to fight.
"You aren't going to interfere." was Reborn's clear statement.
Tsuna was having a hard time.
Natsu was trying to get a hold on him as Giotto did the best he could to make his white wizard hat come off. Natsu's hand almost caught Tsuna's leg, but before he could make any contact, Tsuna jumped and landed on Natsu's hand. Natsu's other hand turned to catch his leg, but Tsuna jumped again and kicked Giotto in the face. He landed on the ground with ease. Both of them recovered fast, this time they changed roles, but before they could even get close to him, Tsuna's cold, commanding voice stopped them.
"Freeze." was the word he said. That single word made two of the strongest people in the world stop dead in their tracks. Even the guardians, who were about to interfere, were unable to move.
"What is going on? You fucking brat what did you do to th…"
"Silence."
G's mouth was shut as quickly as it opened. His hands touched his mouth, trying to get it to open, but it was as if had glued shut. It didn't open one bit.
Tsuna turned to look at Byakuran and Reborn's fight. Reborn shot Byakuran, but Byakuran's sky flames stopped the bullet before it could hit him. Byakuran turned to kick Reborn, which the hitman managed to avoid, but he couldn't avoid the punch that landed in his stomach. Reborn growled and returned the favor by shooting Byakuran in the arm, which unfortunately for the white haired male, hit his shoulder.
'Not a magnet for trouble my ass.' Tsuna thought and let out a sigh. Both Byakuran and Reborn were very strong, so they could fight like this for a very long time, but Tsuna had enough of this mess of a party already. He wanted to go home, so why not speed things up a little bit? He could only hope that Byakuran wouldn't notice, the white haired man didn't like to get help in a good fight.
"Muscle freeze."
Reborn's body stopped working, his muscles froze and he couldn't move an inch. Byakuran saw this chance and kicked him. This time, Reborn couldn't get up.
"Can we go now?" Tsuna asked.
Byakuran nodded and started walking towards the hole in the wall, which used to be a door.
Tsuna looked back at Vongola and knew he couldn't leave them like this. He snapped his fingers and undid his freeze spell. Everyone stumbled slightly as they regained control of their bodies again. He then remembered a certain pink head and turned to look at the fuming man, who was desperately trying to open his mouth.
'Maybe it'll teach him that swearing is wrong.' he thought and twirled his finger a little. The pink haired man could move his mouth now, but no sound came out. He seemed to yell at Tsuna, but of course, no one understood him. Smiling slightly, Tsuna ignored the pink haired man's distress. He would undo that spell another time. For now, he would make the man suffer for his bad language. Soap couldn't clean that mouth.
He turned to walk, but before he could even move, a ball of orange flames flew right at him. He felt his hat being pulled off and a body press against his own, pinning him to the wall.
Tsuna didn't want to open his eyes. He knew exactly what he would see.
He wasn't ready for this.
And yet, he found himself slowly opening his eyes, only to meet with the sight that scared him the most. Wide orange eyes stared into caramel ones. Giotto's orange eyes were staring at his own.
Natsu was checking to if Reborn was alright, but as soon as he heard a thud, he turned to look at Giotto staring a petty brunet with warm brown eyes and fluffy ha…
'Wait! Petty boy, big brown eyes and fluffy hair?!'
"It can't be...I-Is it really?" he said, dumbstruck.
'No! He isn't ready for this!' Byakuran thought.
"Tsuna." Giotto whispered. His mouth felt dry and his hands were shaking.
No, he wasn't the one shaking. It was the brunet beneath him.
Tsuna was shacking violently, his lips trembled and before Giotto could say another thing, he screamed loudly. Every single glass in the room broke. The people who hadn't run away yet were covering their ears and Giotto flew to the other side of the room.
Sound waves moved franticly around Tsuna's form, shielding him from the harm that might come. Byakuran quickly came to Tsuna aid, the sound waves slowly fading, letting Tsuna's body fall into Byakuran's embrace. Byakuran hugged him tightly, whispering comforting words to get the panicking boy to relax. He saw Tsuna's white wizard hat and turned to grab it, but the hat seemed to have a different plan. It flew right back to its place on his owner's head, orange strings gently caressing his owner's flashed checks.
"It seems that I'm not the only one who is worried about you." Byakuran chuckled pulling the now calmer boy closer to his chest. Tsuna was about to answer him, but Giotto's voice cut him.
"Tsuna."
The said boy turned to look at him, his eyes widening at the blond's large grin and teary eyes.
"I'm so glad you're alive."
Tsuna's response was punching him in the face.
"Did you think that I was so weak, I would die quickly? I may not be the all mighty boss of Vongola, but I'm a wizard and we're known for being a species that doesn't die that easily and we can even survive the worst betrayals." Tsuna narrowed his eyes at the blond, his brown eyes turning white with light purple symbols in them. Those were the eyes of a sound Weregiu, the wizard of sound. (3)
His eyes meet with Byakuran's, nodding him to open a portal which Tsuna did without asking questions. He opened a portal to the Millefiore famiglia main mansion and Byakuran put Tsuna down before going through it.
Tsuna looked back once more before leaving. The people he missed the most seemed to reach out to him, but Tsuna couldn't find the will to go back to them. Natsu in particular seemed to be begging for something. But Tsuna couldn't even find the words to respond. So without a word, he turned his back and left to his sanctuary.
When the portal closed, it was like all hell had broken lose. Minions flew to every direction, checking on the corpses and the injured men. Natsu didn't move for a few moments, but when he did, he clutched his hand to his chest, curling into a ball with tears rolling down from his eyes. He sobbed in agony.
Giotto, on the other hand, didn't shed a tear. As he touched his sour cheek, he smiled the first true smile he had in years.
"You truly did become a fine and beautiful wizard, Tsunayoshi."
*~With Tsuna and Byakuran~*
Once they went through the mansion's doors, Tsuna sprinted to his room, slamming the door behind him, tears threatening to fall.
Byakuran ran after him, his fist banging on the door. "Tsuna?" he called out softly.
Hearing no replay, Byakuran continued. "Open the door." he pleaded. The once loud banging became soft knocking.
"Please go way." Tsuna mumbled from the other side of the door.
"No, Tsuna, I won't leave you alone in the state you're in. Now open the door and let's talk about it." Byakuran tried to talk some sense into the boy.
"I'll come out tomorrow morning. But please…for now, leave me be." Tsuna begged. He heard a sigh from the other side of the door.
"Okay, but I'll check on you first thing in the morning and you better open the door so I can repay you for that horrible party."
After a few minutes passed and Tsuna was sure that Byakuran went far away from his bedroom door, he dragged himself to his bed and took his pillow. He screamed into the pillow so hard that the pillow had gotten torn (4). As feathers filled the room, Tsuna let out a choked sob.
"Oh Giotto, I wish that you would hate me for being alive."
Vetrag: Explaining time!
1."Womil" = Wizard Of MILlefiore. He's named that way so no one would be able to find him.
2."Weregiu's powers" – There are three ranks of wizards.
"Wizkar"- (The normal and the most common type) Can use all the four elements but one is the main one.
"Weregiu" – (The wizards' king's guard and very high ranking wizards. There are only 3 of them. ) Can use all the elements but also one of these : Sound, shadows and metal.
Rexenede – (The king who is the chosen Weregiu) Can use all the powers, even the 3 kinds of Weregiu's powers.
3. "his brown eyes turning white with light purple symbols in them, those were the eyes of a sound Weregiu, the wizard of sound." – When a wizard gets very emotional or uses a lot of his power his eyes turn the color the symbolizes their main power.
Let's say a Wizkar's main element is fire so his eyes will turn red with black symbols. And the eyes of a Wizkar with air as his main element will turn into white with blue symbols. (The whole list will be coming soon)
4. "He screamed into the pillow so hard that the pillow had gotten torn." – Normaly if you scream into a pillow nothing will happen, however, if you are a VERY sad, scared or panicked sound Weregiu you'll probably be able to destroy someone's ears by simply whispering. Thankfully our lovely brunet has lots of self-control!
Thank you for waiting for this chapter ! The next chapter of "The stones of chaos" will be coming soon ! I hope you liked this chapter !
