Big Mama's POV
I slowly enter the room to the sight of sad and tear stain faces. Every Sorcerer Hunter that had every known the boy was here along with a few that was outside the organization, but had been granted special permission to be here. Each with their own treasured sinful memory of the destruction god, and as I slowly made my way towards my throne, I remind myself that these memories were what I was protecting. For it was better that their last memories of him was that of a carefree dote than that of the horrifying beast that he would soon become.
"I'm sparing them all the pain," I told myself as I took my seat, and the room went silent as I look outwards into the crowd of people. My eyes searching for those that I knew would be affected the most his teammates, his father, and my own Daughter. The final two were easy to find as I spy them next to his coffin. Onion, Carrot's father, was kneeling beside the coffin with a single hand caressing the wood, while Daughter stood a few feet beyond with Sirius by her side.
I knew it was going to be hard for them. Onion has already suffered so much with the lost of his wife, and now his son was gone as well. I could just imagine the helplessness he probably felt, and I knew he would cling all the harder onto Marron. It would be a while before he would allow Marron to go out on missions without him, but maybe it will all be for the better. Then there is Daughter, Carrot was her first friend, and losing him must bring back so many painful memories. Her trust in others will take another powerful blow, and I knew that I would have to make ever effort to let her know that I will always be here for her.
"With time this pain would past." I had to assure myself again as I continue to scan all the sad and pitiful faces. I knew they all would miss him greatly.
It took me a while longer, but soon I spotted Carrot's teammates near the staircase. I was a bit taken aback by the strong stances each one seem to have, instead of the sad and heart-broken ones I had seen on everyone else. It was almost as if they had just gotten over it sometime during the night and this entire funeral was just a formality. Even Marron, whom is Carrot's younger brother didn't seem affected by his lost, and stood strong and tall. If it weren't for the darkness of his eyes, I would have had to wonder if he was not just arriving here for a new mission. The pain he must be feeling must be unimaginable, and I figure he was just trying to stay strong for everyone else. Then there are Tira and Chocolat who seem to only be staring at me as if their anger was aim at me. Their eyes intimating as if they knew what I had done, but I shook it off as just a figure of my imagination. They were probably just having misplace guilt, and was lashing out at me in self-hate. I had to remember to have a special talk with them, and finally there was Gateau, whom was Carrot's best friend. He seems only to be concern with the well-being of his sister whom he let sob on his shoulders. It wasn't until he looks up and his eyes met mine that I saw the rage within them, and I could guess that after this was all over that I would be facing a confrontation.
It was then that Millie took that moment to put his hand on my shoulder, and I almost jump at the touch. I look into his face and remember that he had warned me about this. That Marron had found the coffin empty, and I suddenly began to dread this entire thing as I rose from my seat to make the speech that would start and end this funeral.
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Beast of destruction
It is you I despises
Guilt I do not have for your demise
Many nights
A wake I stay
Mainly waiting for the day
A day when you go away
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Quickly, Carrot got to his feet as his mind spun with questions and fears as he approach the stairs to the sound of music. Should he go, should he stay, was there another way out of here, he asked himself these questions over and over again as his hand reaches for the railing on the side of the stairs. He froze in mid-step as he thought about what awaited him. If Big Mama was still outside, he felt the hairs on his neck rise in fear. He would find himself back here within seconds back in those chains screaming silently in pain, and if she wasn't, and he managed to escape this place where would he go. If in fact his family had turn against him, he would be without a home. Worse still, once he has escape they would more than likely hunt him down. That made him swallow hard as he looks up the stair at the door, in which, all these possibilities hid. Yet, if Big Mama was in this alone, and this was all just her plan like in the case of Zaha than his family would welcome him back, but the bonds between the Sorcerer Hunters and Big Mama would forever be broken. His life and the life of his family would forever be changed. Yet, if he stays down here, his life would end, and no one he guesses would be the wiser. Life for everyone would continue as normal. His death would change nothing; yet, if he left this room everything will change for everyone. A war could break out because of all of this! If he returns, and everyone hears what happen to him they would think that Big Mama was abusing her magic, and a line in the sand would be drawn between those who are loyal to Big Mama and those who are not. Many will die. Carrot felt his chest burn with this realization of what could happen if everyone wasn't in on this plan.
Did he have the right to do that to them? Did he have the right to be so selfish as to put his life ahead of everyone else? His own family could suffer greatly for this, but as he close his eyes Carrot made his decision, for better or worse, he would live. Though it might be selfish, though many might find pain in his living, and it cause much bloodshed and the lost of life, he wasn't going to just lie down and die. No, he hadn't withstood his demons to remain him-self just to let someone take his life away without a fight. With this decree, Carrot's feet found motion as he quickly went up the stairs until he reach the door that lead out.
Now was the moment of truth, …would he regret not taking the advise of the snake. His hands push lightly upon the door that stood between him and freedom. Would his life cause the pain of so many others? He felt the door move slowly underneath his weight. Is his death waiting just outside the door? Slowly it opens as Big Mama finishes her speech and utters her final words to him as Carrot step out into the open.
"May he rest in peace, and let peace be with him."
…TO BE CONTINUED!!!
