Chapter 25

Rekindled Demons

What is right? What is wrong? Those are the two questions I ask myself everyday I have begun my life. When I take a life, I do it to satisfy a darker side of my own. But in the end, who lives am I destroying in the process when I take a life? When I kill a man who ruined my own life, how many others will beg for him to come back? How many will ask the almighty to grant one more chance? It is a question I will never answer. All I want is for my life to be made right once more. But to do that, sometimes, the only way they can get better. Is if they get a hell of a lot worse. And believe you me, they will.

My eyes fluttered slowly to the roof of my fabric tent as I groaned in pain. I turned my head to see Flyresa, the raven haired Lancer, sleeping quietly in a chair holding my hand. It brought a smile to my face to see her like this. I don't even remember being put to bed and I guess she stayed by my side the whole time. It was dedication I was always happy to see. Looking outside, it was around midnight with a cool temperature outside. The wind had a light breeze as it sailed through the air with ease. I slowly removed her hand from mine before picking myself from the cot. I wrapped a nearby cloth and slung it over my neck before placing my damaged arm in it. Throwing my coat on with my free hand, I stepped outside the tent. Inhaling a deep breath of the midnight air. I noticed the young and beautiful Cat Faunus Blake sipping on a ceramic cup. Her amber eyes darted in my direction as I walked over, a sly smile appearing on her face which quickly reverted back to a frown as she cleared her throat.

"I see you have survived, congratulations would be in order. But we have other business don't we?" She asked me.

"Normally yes, but I have a couple questions for you I need to have answered." I demanded.

"Such as Mr. Lightning?" She said in a curious tone.

"Such as the fact that when I touched the sword, it felt like I was going to die. Care to explain that?" I asked as she chuckled.

"Tell me Kyran, have you noticed anything different going on with your body? Any noticeable physical changes that normally didn't happen before?" She asked as I remembered one thing.

"Now that you mention it, there were times that my hair would change to a winter white." I stated.

"And that your eyes were a sky blue and gained strength you thought you never had? Am I right so far?" She asked as I realized everything she spoke of was true.

"How the hell do you know all of this?" I growled at her as she gave a grim look.

"Because Kyran, I know what you are." She said.

"THEN TELL ME!" I demanded as she looked deep into my eyes.

"You are the reincarnation of the Ethereal Grimm, he is in your body and you will bring this planet to its knees. That is your fate." She said as I lost the feeling in my legs, collapsing to my knees upon hearing the words leave her mouth. It was something I couldn't believe, no. Something that didn't feel real whatsoever.

"How? How is this even possible?" I asked with shortness of breath. Trying to recollect myself to what I had heard.

"Remember how I said that the Ethereal Grimm saps off the energy of people who are particularly powerful?" She said.

"But, I was born without any proper aura at all. They tested me multiple times yet there wasn't anything. Not a single drop of aura. Not even a damn semblance for me. Just regular old human." I responded.

"You are a strong person, able to accomplish tasks no one else could. If you weren't, you would be dead as soon as you touched that sword Kyran." Her words sank in as I tried ignoring the facts but it was all there.

"Then what happens next? Suicide?" I spoke in a depressed tone.

"That is one option. Stopping the Grimm before it leaves to cause chaos. However, it might retaliate and take control before you do. Or you can conquer it and force it out." Blake pointed out.

"Force it out? How does that even work?"

"The longer it stays in your body, the more control it will gain. Eventually, you'll hear voices. It will attempt to drive you mad, insane. There will be a point, where if you lose, your body will lose control. And you will die. However, if you are mentally strong. Something worth fighting for. If you can push through it all. It will realize all of its efforts have been for nothing. But you have to be careful Kyran. Because with each passing day, your humanity will slowly drain away, until you are nothing but a cold, calculated killing machine with no remorse to anyone. Even those you hold dear." Blake explained the truth to me.

"And what of Flyresa? What happens now? Should I tell her of this dark truth?" I asked.

"That is for you to decide. Your connection with her is something that I haven't seen in years. Just remember, she is part of your fate as well." She stated as I picked myself up with a determined look in my eyes.

"If my fate is to destroy the world, you'll be damn sure I'll challenge it. I dragged her into my own revenge. I owe her a future. I can't have her's lost." I challenged as she let a faint smile slip.

"Its glad to know you are optimistic about this. Many others wouldn't. We will mobilize a small group for you to infiltrate the Schnee compound tomorrow night. But..." She stopped taking a deep breath.

"What is it?" I asked out of my own curiosity.

"I have a personal request for you. I know you plan to kill the head of the snake but, there is more than one." She said softly.

"You want me to kill Weiss don't you?" I stated.

"I wouldn't ask you if I didn't have any other choice. She has caused my people pain, misery, and despair. And if I could, I'd do it myself. But I am asking you. Will you kill Weiss for me?" Blake asked, no, begged for such a request.

"I...I'll do it. But you do realize the repercussions of such an event right?" I asked.

"I do, and thank you Kyran. This means the world to me." She thanked me before walking off as I stared at the moonlit forest. Killing her father was acceptable. But both the Father and Daughter. I would truly be seen as a monster. All the people I have killed have only done personal harm. Weiss did nothing to me. Her father branded me a traitor. Not herself. She was more than likely told lies. And my code is that I didn't kill innocents. Blake has a different view of the world because of her heritage. If I give into her desires. What happens next after I kill them both. Will be out of my control entirely.

But revenge requires sacrifices. And if Weiss is to be one of them...

So be it...