The Bluest Skies: Chapter 3 - Who?
Schierke couldn't believe her ears. It was as if everything she knew was some kind of dream. She knew that she wasn't the daughter of Flora, but this was definitely the most obtrusive piece of information she had been given in the last year.
"I'm sorry…who?" she had to ask again.
"He is your brother. Unless he lied to me…hahaha," Esper laughed angelically.
It doesn't make sense…if I had family, why did mistress Flora raise me? And why didn't he teach me magic instead of her?
The young witch thought over the possibilities, a troubled look making its way across her features. She didn't have much time to think before the master witch Esper continued.
"I suppose he sensed Flora's unfortunate demise and came to investigate. He's always been the do-it-yourself kind of man. Plus, if you say he's burning apostles down, he's probably angry…very angry."
"He didn't seem like it," Schierke replied abruptly. "He seemed to enjoy it."
"When you meet him, you'll understand young one…he's a hot-headed as any other young man, he's just very good at hiding it. Not to mention he's got a blood-lust for anything associated with the God Hand. I'll let him explain it once he arrives. Anyway, you should go spend time with your…companions."
Schierke just nodded and stepped out, her mind completely focused on her newfound brother. It made her smile a bit, and suddenly the skies seemed bluer than before. She had family, something that she wasn't accustomed to.
As she stood outside, she took in all around her. Elves, witches, magi and strange creatures roamed the city of Elfhelm. Ishidoro and Isma were trying to climb a tree, Farnese was talking to Seprico quietly near a small house and Guts was doing what he normally does, sitting alone on a tiny mound of earth. She decided to approach the lone warrior, being careful not to sneak up on him…if that were possible.
"It turns out that this trip was worth while," she started, sitting next to Guts. She took her hat off and placed it in her lap gently, watching Ishidoro's and Isma's antics.
"Besides Caska?" He asked, staring out into nowhere.
"Yes…it turns out I have family."
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The young man stopped near a river and sat on a small boulder near the edge. He removed his straw hat and took off his sandals. His simple peasant garb made him almost look like a riverside fisherman, but that didn't bother him. He placed his feet in the water and took a deep breath.
"Hmm…I can't sense them anymore. Must've already made it to Skellig." He mumbled under his breath. He seemed to draw some sort of strange pleasure from that thought, a laugh escaping him.
"And now the white hawk is continuing his move. Bold."
The young man, Schierke's brother, didn't find the new 'threat' to be much of a problem…more like a minor challenge. After all, a hawk was nothing compared to a phoenix in his mind.
He now has a country, but he won't stop there. He trailed in his own mind.
Of course, he's come too far for that, the voice of a beast replied in his head.
Ezekiel, good of you to rejoin me. Did you like that last sacrifice?
I loved it…thank you, friend.
Friend? Schierke's brother questioned to the other voice in his head. Last time I checked, I was merely a vessel.
You've proven much more than that. And now that I know you have a sister, things have become much more interesting. This is even better than eating the God Hand's lackeys. The beastly voice explained.
Well, Ezekiel…before this is all over, you'll have plenty more of them to feast on.
AN: Sorry for the VERY long time since updating. This is my new account, BeExcellentToEachOther. Please R&R and I'll be back up shortly.
