Chapter 32- Flames of Rage IV (Reasons For Rage)
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Lavi gritted his teeth in pain as he swung his hammer down at Tyrir, but at that moment, Lavi heard a snap, and his hammer slipped out of his hands as Lavi's shoulder had broke.
Tyrir grinned at the opening and then swiftly slashed Lavi from right to left and then an explosion slammed Lavi into the building.
"It's over, Exorcist." Tyrir stated as he pointed the tip of Dyrnwyn against Lavi's throat.
Tyrir pulled Dyrnwyn back and then grinned before slashing down at Lavi's unguarded head. "This is for what you did! You and that other Bookman!"
19 years ago…
In a peaceful little town in Germany, the people were all awake as they roamed the streets while talking up a storm.
Outside of the village, a single house sat on a hill overlooking a river that ran by calmly.
There was no talking to be heard in the house.
No sound but the scratching sound of pencil against paper.
In the house, a single light was on in what seemed to be a very crowded study.
At the nearby desk, a silent man continued to write things down on the paper before him while a little kid sat against the wall while staring at the floor.
"Tyrir. Come over here." The man said gruffly, and the little boy quietly stood up and walked over to the desk before sitting down in a chair next to the man.
"Arm." The man said, and Tyrir extended his arm to the man.
The man silently pulled out a pointed stick and black ink from his desk and then turned to face Tyrir's arm.
Tyrir rolled up his sleeve to reveal some unfinished black markings on his arm.
Tyrir bite his lip quietly as his father tipped the stick into the black ink and started to engrave more markings into Tyrir's arm.
Once he finished on Tyrir's right arm, he started to do the same to the left.
After a silent half an hour, Tyrir's father stopped and went back to his book while Tyrir stood up and walked back to where he sat against the wall.
"Tyrir. Get some food." Tyrir's father gruffly said without looking up from his desk, and Tyrir solemnly nodded before walking towards the door.
Tyrir walked down the path from his house to the village, and once he reached the loud village, he started to look around for the food stand while a bag of coins clinked in his pocket.
People stared at him from behind his back as he looked at the food, and Tyrir sighed as he knew that they were.
"An apple, please." A voice suddenly said, and Tyrir looked over to see a short man with black around his eyes and weird hair buy an apple from the vendor.
Tyrir perked up when he saw the cross on the man's clothes, and Tyrir quickly paid for the food before rushing back home.
Later that day when the sun went down, Tyrir was still sitting against the wall as his father worked at his desk.
Suddenly, a knock on the door caused Tyrir and his father to perk up.
Tyrir stood up as did his father, and Tyrir watched as his father slowly walked to the door.
"Tyrir. Go out the back. Get in the boat by the river and go." Joshua muttered, and Tyrir raised an eyebrow before his father looked back at him and pushed him toward the back.
"Hurry up!" Joshua muttered hurriedly, and Tyrir quickly ran to the back door and peeked outside to see nobody there, but Tyrir noticed the faint glimmer of flames coming from in front of the house reflected off of the river.
Tyrir walked down to the boat by the river like he was told and he stood there waiting.
Suddenly, a hand pushed Tyrir into the boat, and Tyrir looked behind him to see his father looking at him.
"Go!" Joshua said and then untied the boat, which sent it flowing quickly down the river.
Joshua watched as Tyrir went out of sight, and he sighed before lifting his hand to his eye.
Joshua then walked over to the front of the house where he grinned.
"So many of you. Have you finally decided to believe me?" Joshua asked, and the villagers in front of him just silently glared at him.
"I'm afraid not, Joshua Breaker." A voice said, and Joshua perked up as Bookman walked to the front of the crowd solemnly.
"Oh? Bookman? What brings you here?" Joshua asked with a grin, but Bookman just coldly stared back.
"Don't start acting innocent, Joshua." Bookman stated, and Joshua stopped grinning as he stared at Bookman.
"So what's with the gang? You having a party and you're actually inviting me?" Joshua said with a chuckle, but he stopped as he knew their answer.
"No." Bookman said, and Joshua let out a sigh.
"Figured…" He muttered, and Bookman looked back at the villagers before staring at Joshua.
"I'm afraid there is no need for a fake science." Bookman muttered, and that was the last thing Tyrir saw from the boat before the house erupted into flames along with Joshua.
Tyrir's eyes widened as he saw Bookman and the villagers walk away from the scene.
There is no need for a fake science.
Tyrir's hands unknowingly tightened as he watched the flames burn.
"F-Father…?" Tyrir muttered while tears streamed down his eyes.
Kill… Kill…
Tyrir looked back at the village, and he faintly heard the villagers' cheers coming from the village while a single carriage rode away with Bookman in it.
Tyrir's calm green eyes suddenly turned blood red, and his red hair gleamed like fire as he glared at the village.
The flames on his house suddenly leaped off and wrapped around Tyrir's arms as he continued to glare at the village while the row of crosses appeared on his forehead.
"KILL!"
An hour had passed, then two, and then the last of the village finally burned to the ground while Tyrir stood in the center of the former village.
Blood stained the ground deep, and burnt black wood littered the ground.
Tyrir stared at the ground as the flames slowly swayed as Tyrir's eyes stopped crying.
"Father…" Tyrir muttered, but he suddenly perked up as a piece of wood clattered as someone moved.
Tyrir braced himself, but flinched as someone started to run around in a circle while his back was on fire.
"HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT!" The person shouted while running around chibi-like while Tyrir sweat dropped at him.
The person stopped running around before calmly putting the fire on his back out with a grin.
"Wow, that sure was scary! I thought it would actually burn my clothes!" The person said happily while Tyrir stared at him angrily.
"Wow… Nice eyes, kid." The person said when he leaned towards Tyrir to look at his eyes.
"I'm more of a blue eye person myself, but red eyes are cool too." The person stated calmly before straightening up.
"Who are you?" Tyrir asked, but flinched as the person suddenly placed a locket on Tyrir's forehead.
Tyrir felt his body suddenly grow heavy before he landed on the ground.
"There we go. Can't have you bursting into flames without warning." The person stated with a happy tone as he stared at the locket, and Tyrir gritted his teeth.
"W-What was…" Tyrir started to ask, but he paused as the person stared at his arms which were revealed as Tyrir's sleeve had burned off.
"Cool markings…" The person muttered with a whistle.
Tyrir backed away slowly and the person only chuckled.
"Oh well. Those markings are harmless seeing as they're locked." The person stated, and Tyrir's eyebrow rose a little in confusion.
"Who are you?" Tyrir asked in suspicion, and the person grinned before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the Exorcist's cross.
"Does this look familiar?" He asked, and Tyrir's eyes widened as he recognized it from Bookman's uniform.
"That's…!"
"The mark of the Exorcists. Quite the funny group really." The person stated before putting the cross away.
"That man… he had one… he was the one who killed Father…" Tyrir muttered as he lowered his head to conceal his eyes.
The person looked down at Tyrir for a moment before smirking.
"Fourteen years." He stated, and Tyrir looked up at him.
"Huh?"
"Fourteen years. For fourteen years live like a normal person. In fourteen years, if that hatred for Exorcists I feel from you has stayed, come find me, if you get over that hatred, continue to live normally." The person stated before slowly walking away with an umbrella resting on his shoulder.
"But… why fourteen years?" Tyrir asked, and the person looked back slightly annoyed.
"Cause I said so." He stated before smiling happily.
"W-Wait! Who are you?" Tyrir called after the person, and the person looked back calmly.
"I'm the one who is going to free this world. Gin Coldblood."
14 years later in Berlin…
The town's streets were filled with people as they shopped, talked, and lived.
On one of the less crowded streets, Tyrir silently walked down it while looking forward.
Suddenly, he stopped as a person standing in front of a flower shop offered him a pale red flower.
"Here's one that matches your hair, sir." The flower girl said with a smile, and Tyrir quietly took the flower with a nod and continued down the street while the girl stared after him.
"He's a new face around here…" She muttered before heading inside the store quickly to take her hour break.
Tyrir sat down at a café where he silently stared at the flower.
"Matches my hair, huh? Heh…" Tyrir muttered with a smirk before perking up as someone pulled the seat out across from him.
"Is anyone sitting here?" The flower girl asked, and Tyrir shook his head while watching her sit down.
"I noticed you were new in town. Where do you come from?"
"…"
The flower girl stared at Tyrir as he stared out the window with his head on his palm.
She quietly pouted before poking him in the head with a fork.
"Hey! It's rude to ignore people!" She said while continuing to poke Tyrir.
"I have nothing to say." Tyrir stated, and the girl stopped poking him before smiling.
"Okay then! I'm Mydia! Who are you?" Mydia asked and Tyrir glanced over at her.
"Tyrir." He stated, and Mydia closed her eyes with her smile still there.
"Tyrir… Sounds foreign, and has a sharp edge to it, but the ending is nice and calm." Mydia stated, and Tyrir looked at her as if she was weird.
"… Huh?" He said, and Mydia calmly took out a pencil and paper and wrote down her name.
Mydia
"My name is like two words; 'My' and 'Dia'. Dia is like day, so my name is like 'my day'. Which means that everyday is a good day for me. Your name…" Mydia stated and trailed off as she handed the pencil and paper to Tyrir who silently wrote down his name.
Tyrir
Tyrir handed the paper back to Mydia, and she happily took it.
"Your name is like 'terror', but without the harsh sounding. Thus, the 'rir' ending makes the name seem less dangerous. Meaning that you have a lot of bad days, but there is some nice parts to it." Mydia stated happily before putting the paper and pencil away.
Tyrir stared at Mydia as he tried to understand anything she just said, but he failed as he rested his head on his hand.
"How do you figure any of that?" He asked, and Mydia titled her head calmly which caused her long brown hair to move slightly while she stared at Tyrir with her green eyes.
"How do I figure that? It's easy really. You just need to have a good imagination." Mydia stated with a giggle, and Tyrir nodded slowly before looking out of the window.
A few minutes passed in silence, and then Mydia suddenly stood up.
"Well, I'd best go back to work. Bye, Tyrir!" She said with wave before rushing out of the door and down the street while Tyrir watched her.
"What a weird girl…" Tyrir muttered as the waitress walked over and put down the bill.
Tyrir took one look at the bill and then froze as Mydia had put the things she had on his bill.
'Why that little…!' Tyrir thought before reluctantly paying for it and rushing down the street to find Mydia.
Mydia was standing in front of the store while she handed out flowers to passersby and she smiled as she looked around.
'Only five more minutes till I'm out of here!' Mydia thought, and her shift ended six minutes later, and she ran out of the store happily until she bumped into the one person she would most likely not want to meet again twice in the same day.
"Mydia…!" Tyrir muttered lividly as he glared at her angrily.
"You remembered my name!" Mydia stated happily as she tried to avoid Tyrir's death glare.
"Don't try to change the subject! You owe me for your lunch!" Tyrir snapped angrily, and Mydia sighed innocently and sniffed as she started to fake cry.
"But… I had no money, so I thought you'd be nice enough to help me out…" She muttered, and Tyrir blankly stared at her.
"Can you stop that stupid act. It takes a person 3.7 seconds at least on average to start crying." Tyrir stated, and Mydia flinched.
'Great, a smart one!' She thought as she tried to think up a different tactic, but Tyrir's death glare made her stop.
"Fine! How about I treat you to dinner instead of paying you back?" Mydia asked, and Tyrir thought it over for a moment before sighing. "Fine…"
Dinner was calming for Tyrir as the two just chatted and ate.
As they finished dessert, Mydia smiled happily.
"So, Tyrir. Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked bluntly, and Tyrir nearly choke on his drink before staring at Mydia in surprise.
"Huh!?"
"Well, it was just a question…" Mydia muttered calmly as she smiled at Tyrir.
"N-No… I don't…" He slowly answered, and Mydia smiled even more.
"Well, I need to go. It was nice talking with you some more. Maybe we can do it again sometime?" Mydia said, and Tyrir nodded quietly.
"Yay! Okay then! See ya!" Mydia said with a wave before hurriedly rushing out of the restaurant.
Tyrir stared after her for four seconds exactly until he stared at the bill and jolted.
'WHY THAT LITTLE! She said she was treating!' Tyrir thought angrily, and slowly paid the bill with the last of his spare money.
Mydia took a deep breath as she stood in front of the flower shop again for her shift.
'Since today is my shorter shift, I can hopefully find out where Tyrir lives! I hope he just doesn't appear until later… cause I don't think he'll be very happy about the bill…' Mydia thought until she started to hand out flowers to people.
"Have a nice day!" She called after some people she handed flowers out to.
"I hope you had a nice night." A voice said next to Mydia, and she froze before slowly looking over to see Tyrir's death glare directed at her.
"Oh, Tyrir!" 'DAMN IT!' Mydia said and thought as she stared at Tyrir while still handing out flowers.
"Sorry about last night, but I forgot my purse." Mydia stated, but Tyrir didn't stop glaring.
"Like I'd believe that." He said angrily, and Mydia started to sweat nervously as she tried to think up an excuse.
"At least let me treat you next time instead of forcing your bill onto me." Tyrir stated while looking away, and Mydia paused as she stared at Tyrir.
She smiled happily when she saw Tyrir's cheeks turn a little redder.
Mydia smiled happily before nodding and she grinned before poking Tyrir in the cheek.
"Sure thing." Mydia said, but before Tyrir could look around, a large explosion shook the area, and the upper levels of the flower shop exploded as an Akuma rose from the dust while people ran away.
Pieces of the building started to fall down while someone was in mid-air while holding onto his hammer that was the only thing keeping him in the air.
"Move, Lavi!" Someone else shouted, and Lavi swerved as the pieces of the building fell to the street, and one onto Mydia.
"Her skull is cracked. Multiple injuries." A doctor read off his clipboard while Tyrir stared down at the bed with Mydia lying in it.
"It's a miracle she's still alive for now." The doctor stated, and Tyrir flinched.
"For… now?" He asked with a frightened edge to his voice, and the doctor nodded solemnly.
"There is a 97 percent chance she'll die, but a 98 percent chance that if she does survive, she'll have permanent amnesia, which will end in her death. In all, a 5 out of 200 chance of her coming out of this without a side effect." The doctor stated, and Tyrir's hands trembled as he bit his lower lip.
The doctor put his hand on Tyrir's shoulder, but removed it as Tyrir suddenly swerved around and raced out of the hospital.
Tyrir raced out of Berlin, and soon found himself on the border of India.
"Where are you!?" He shouted loudly and his voice echoed as his fist tightened so much that they started to bleed.
"Oi, oi! I'm trying to sleep here!" A voice shouted up at Tyrir, and Tyrir glared down to see someone sitting against a rock with an umbrella covering his body.
"You! There you are!" Tyrir snapped angrily, and Gin moved the umbrella to stare up at Tyrir.
"Oh, it's you. You seem angry seeing as your hands are bleeding. I take it your hatred is still there?" Gin asked, and Tyrir gritted his teeth angrily.
"Where are they!? Those Exorcists! Where are they!?" Tyrir snapped angrily, and Gin calmly stood up with a smile.
"Don't worry. They'll die soon enough. First though, you have a job to do." Gin stated, and before Tyrir could shout back, Gin placed the locket against Tyrir's forehead, and Tyrir's eyes widened as he felt his body grow lighter.
"Two years. In two years time we'll begin. Until then, you all are going to be trained to your best." Gin stated before walking over to another rock and moving it aside to reveal five swords.
"So? Are you ready for revenge?" Gin asked with a smirk, and Tyrir stared at the swords before picking up Dyrnwyn.
"Of course!" Tyrir stated, and Gin smiled happily while behind him, Kiki ran up behind him with a bag of food.
"Indian food sure is good!" She said with a smile before seeing Tyrir.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Was I…?" She started to ask, but Gin just shook his head.
"Nope. Anyway, what kind of food did you get?" He asked Kiki, and she started to say while Tyrir looked behind him in the direction of Berlin.
Present time…
Tyrir's blade made contact, but not with Lavi.
Dyrnwyn was stopped half way to Lavi's head by a staff.
Tyrir glanced to the side to see Milly weakly holding her staff in front of Dyrnwyn.
Tyrir stared at her for a moment, and then suddenly pulled Dyrnwyn back, which caused Milly to fall forward next to Lavi.
Tyrir put Dyrnwyn away before turning around and slowly walking away.
"I hate you all…" Tyrir muttered as his fist tightened till it bled.
"Killing a half dead opponent is not honorable though. I'll kill you when you're back at full strength. So, heal those wounds and be ready!" Tyrir snapped back at Milly and Lavi before walking away and disappearing in a puff of smoke.
Milly panted heavily as she tried not to pass out.
She leaned on her staff as she looked around at the three laying around.
"Heal…" She muttered, and three large cross started to hover over the three as Milly panted heavily.
Another cross formed over her as it started to heal her, and she glanced at her staff.
However, something reflected off of her staff, and her eyes widened as she looked around to see someone grinning as he watched her.
"Wow, four person healing at once! Nicely done indeed!" The person said with a sarcastic clap.
Milly stared in shock at the person as the person slowly walked into the moonlight.
"What's the matter? You thought I was dead? Man, why does everyone underestimate us Coldbloods?" Leaf asked as his grin gleamed in the moonlight, and that was the last thing Milly saw before collapsing onto the ground.
Leaf stared down at her with his grin, and he then looked behind him to look at Tyrir who was staring at him.
"Excellent job, Tyrir. That little copy you made of me worked excellently to fool them." Leaf stated, and Tyrir nodded silently.
"All I did was reconfigure some random guy's body and controlled him." Tyrir stated and Leaf chuckled calmly.
"All you did? Heh, pretty nice work anyway. Let's go already. I'm getting tired of this town." Leaf stated as he walked away and Tyrir followed right behind him.
Well... -sniff- That's Tyrir's past. I'm a little disappointed that I didn't get to all of it, but I did the vague outline... and... Leaf is still alive! I had completely fooled all of you! XD Even Gearz-niisan! XD
Next Chapter Preview: The battle with Tyrir is over with Tyrir the victor. However, now it's Kanda's turn to battle as he faces off against Yukishiro Enishi! Mugen vs. Watojutsu! Will there be one more death to add onto the night air? Next Time: Basics and Mastery I (Enishi)! See ya there! XD
Noah's Corner
All Noahs except for Tyrir: So sad...
Tyrir: Would you stop reading about my past!? XO ToT
All Noahs except for Tyrir: But it's just so moving! QoQ
Tyrir: What's moving about it!? I still had to pay for most of that flashback! XO
Gin: (As you may have already guessed, there are no questions... See ya!)