More secrets revealed
"So you weren't expecting that," Kane somehow managed to grin, "Well, you can't honestly expect to live forever, now can you?"
"Kane, what do you think you're doing?" Max looked at his friend in shock, "Make them too mad and who knows what they'll do?"
"A coward at heart," the child sneered.
"No, just smart," Max glowered, "Just who are you anyway? And don't spiel off about being my youngest brother either. You don't feel anything like the others."
"Finally, he's showing some backbone," the man smiled, "Then again, raised by Lavia, in such a manner, it is to be expected that he'd have a touch of cowardice."
"What do you know about how I was raised?" Max looked back at his father, "You were never there, 'Wolf'."
"Such a lack of respect," the man admonished, "Delvin, show him just how much his brother you are."
The child's eyes flashed to green with glee, then settled back to the coffee-brown color from before. His small frame seemed to become charged with energy, invisible at first, but within seconds, the strange energy took the form of green arcs, resembling lightning. When he reopened his eyes, and looked at his audience, they were yellow. The arcs of light and energy began to move toward one another, to display an image. They finally stopped, and flared once, so bright that those whose eyes had been closed still saw it, and those with open eyes saw the afterimages for several blinks. The flaring shape was much like the one Max knew climbed up his spine, and this knowledge caused him to shudder.
"Is that proof enough?" Delvin's eyes were once more grey, "Or do I need to blast you with it?"
"Delvin," Wolf set a hand against the boy's shoulder, "I believe that was enough proof, for him."
"What the heck was that?" Kane's eyes were wide, with very little of the iris left showing around the pupils, "How's that prove he's Max's brother?"
"That's the same mark as the one I was born with," Max's eyes had slid to silver again at the image's flare, and had yet to darken to blue, "But it's supposed to pass from sibling to sibling upon the younger's birth. Why do I still have it on my back, if he's the youngest?"
"Because, unfortunately," the dragon-man hissed, "he is but a half brother, and the mark seems to favor your mother's side of the family."
"Besides, it didn't react properly with your generation in the first place," Wolf shook his head, "It never appeared on your older brothers' backs, just yours."
"Why are we standing here?" Misha snapped, grabbing Max's arm, and kicking Kane in the knee, "We should be running like mad!!"
"It will do no good," the man in black smirked, "We will merely find you again, and again. And it will take less to do so, as we've touched all of your minds."
"Pardon me for being mundane," Kane looked back and forth between his friend and his friend's brother, "Which one's supposed to be the power- claimed child?"
"Kane!!" Max yelped.
"You idiot!," Misha spat.
"Now, now, child," the wild haired man snickered, "That is now way to treat him, young Mishaela."
Hee. I wonder what kind of reaction I'd get if I left this for a few days.
Maybe I'll find out.
Oh yeah, I don't own anyone other than Misha(ela)'s father, Wolf, and Delvin. Though I did come up with more humanoid appearances for the three evil dudes.
"So you weren't expecting that," Kane somehow managed to grin, "Well, you can't honestly expect to live forever, now can you?"
"Kane, what do you think you're doing?" Max looked at his friend in shock, "Make them too mad and who knows what they'll do?"
"A coward at heart," the child sneered.
"No, just smart," Max glowered, "Just who are you anyway? And don't spiel off about being my youngest brother either. You don't feel anything like the others."
"Finally, he's showing some backbone," the man smiled, "Then again, raised by Lavia, in such a manner, it is to be expected that he'd have a touch of cowardice."
"What do you know about how I was raised?" Max looked back at his father, "You were never there, 'Wolf'."
"Such a lack of respect," the man admonished, "Delvin, show him just how much his brother you are."
The child's eyes flashed to green with glee, then settled back to the coffee-brown color from before. His small frame seemed to become charged with energy, invisible at first, but within seconds, the strange energy took the form of green arcs, resembling lightning. When he reopened his eyes, and looked at his audience, they were yellow. The arcs of light and energy began to move toward one another, to display an image. They finally stopped, and flared once, so bright that those whose eyes had been closed still saw it, and those with open eyes saw the afterimages for several blinks. The flaring shape was much like the one Max knew climbed up his spine, and this knowledge caused him to shudder.
"Is that proof enough?" Delvin's eyes were once more grey, "Or do I need to blast you with it?"
"Delvin," Wolf set a hand against the boy's shoulder, "I believe that was enough proof, for him."
"What the heck was that?" Kane's eyes were wide, with very little of the iris left showing around the pupils, "How's that prove he's Max's brother?"
"That's the same mark as the one I was born with," Max's eyes had slid to silver again at the image's flare, and had yet to darken to blue, "But it's supposed to pass from sibling to sibling upon the younger's birth. Why do I still have it on my back, if he's the youngest?"
"Because, unfortunately," the dragon-man hissed, "he is but a half brother, and the mark seems to favor your mother's side of the family."
"Besides, it didn't react properly with your generation in the first place," Wolf shook his head, "It never appeared on your older brothers' backs, just yours."
"Why are we standing here?" Misha snapped, grabbing Max's arm, and kicking Kane in the knee, "We should be running like mad!!"
"It will do no good," the man in black smirked, "We will merely find you again, and again. And it will take less to do so, as we've touched all of your minds."
"Pardon me for being mundane," Kane looked back and forth between his friend and his friend's brother, "Which one's supposed to be the power- claimed child?"
"Kane!!" Max yelped.
"You idiot!," Misha spat.
"Now, now, child," the wild haired man snickered, "That is now way to treat him, young Mishaela."
Hee. I wonder what kind of reaction I'd get if I left this for a few days.
Maybe I'll find out.
Oh yeah, I don't own anyone other than Misha(ela)'s father, Wolf, and Delvin. Though I did come up with more humanoid appearances for the three evil dudes.
