FireChibi: HAHAHA. I live. I finally finished writing this fic out free hand, so you guys get another chapter. YEAH. The ending of like the fith chapter is really lame I may write like a one shop sequal once I am finished with this, butidk. So read the latest chapter and if you like it review and i will put up the next. I only ask for one knew review for the next chapter, but anymore are greatly apreciated
" The phoenix never dies Carrot. That is how Marron lives; it is why Haz Knights are immortal. You see all Haz knights have received fatal wounds, we carry the flames of Suzaku, our hearts no longer beat, they crackle with the fire of our souls. Each of our powers is different, unique to its holder. Few survive the transformation, and for Marron to at such a young age, is quite remarkable."
"So you mean you…you're dead?" Tira stammered. Milphy smiled at her slowly.
"No, Tira. Not dead, we are not dead; we live as those closest to God. In a way we are all part of Suzaku and therefore are all Gods our selves.
" Are you saying my little bother is a God!" Carrot yelled looking at his brother in shock.
"Carrot, your brother was already a reincarnated god, you know that. Adding that to the fact that he survived the transformation at such a young age gives him great power and strength. He will one day take my place at the head of the Haz Knights."
No one moved in the room for a long moment, they just kind of stared at their once fallen companion. The smile Marron had held the whole time faltered under their stare. He turned his head from them, lowering his eyes. He felt that he might die all over again.
Looking up when he heard footsteps retreating from the room. Carrot had turned away from him, turned his back on him, and headed up the stairs. The others turned and followed close behind. What was left of his spirit sank; it was as if his heart had been plunged into ten feet of water. He turned walking into the afternoon sunshine. He felt like he wanted to cry, but was no longer sure he was capable of crying any longer.
He sat on the ground beneath a tree, drawing his knees close to his chest. He was exhausted suddenly; he craved nothing more than to sleep for the eternity he was now doomed to live threw. Laying his head against the fabric of his robes, he sobbed. Feeling completely helpless and alone. They had walked out on him, turned their backs when he thought they would have been happy. Now he felt lost.
Violet eyes watched gazed at him their place in the doorway. Milphy sighed heavily, he felt sorry for the young boy and for his misery. 'I'll try talking to the others later, for now I think he just needs to be alone.' Milphy thought before turning and heading back inside.
Marron slipped in late that night. It was after dark and only the light of the moon shone into the desolate inn lobby. The others had long since gone to bed; a single figure seemed to loom in the shadows. "Marron." The figure whispered.
"Carrot." He answered. His newly developed eyes sight finally kicking in to reveal the eldest Glace brother.
Carrot stared at his younger brother, the younger boys red eyes glowed within the darkness. Carrot though back on what Milphy had told them that evening during dinner.' This is still my little brother. No matter how different, or dead, or powerful he may be. He's still my brother. But man those eyes are freaking me out.' He thoughts as he watched the taller form of him little brother. "Marron, I'm sorry for what happened earlier."
Marron smiled at his elder brother. His features seemed to illuminate with his happiness, his features relaxed slightly. For an instant Carrot saw him as the same boy he had grown up with and shared a room with. "Thank you Carrot." Marron's voice was soft, slightly distant. "After all brother, our father shares my fate, as does Milphy."
Carrot smiled nervously, for a moment he wanted to slap his little brother. Marron always found the need to state the obvious it was downright annoying sometimes. "I know that Marron, it just kind of freaked me out a little. I mean come on Marron you were dead."
"Do you think I don't know that Carrot. I look in the mirror and I know. No matter how many illusions I surround myself in. I know that my eyes are still red, there are still wings that spurt out of my back!" My tears are the colour of blood, there isn't anything that is going to change that." The pure agony of the situation had finally come out, Carrot saw the suffering deep within the eyes of the boy he had grown up with, his little brother.
"Can I ask you favour Marron, can you make so you eyes stop glowing like that?" Carrot asked nervously. Marron smiled softly, his eyes changed slowly before Carrots eyes. Slowly becoming yellow and then darkening to black. "Thanks, that glow is a little hard to get used to."
Two days passed and the Hunters found themselves standing before Big Mamma and her Haz Knights. "Marron Glace." Big Mamma spoke and the young mage stepped forward. "I here by recognise you as a member of my Haz Knights and acknowledge you request to remain with our fellow Sorcerer Hunters. However you are obligated to come back here when you are summoned and you must remain her for while to receive your training." Big Mamma Spoke loudly, and firmly. Marron nodded simply as he was presented with his Haz Knight armour, which resembled Milphy's greatly, but with a few differences.
"Mille Fuelled, you will be his guide in his first months as one of my nights." Big Mamma said to the leader of the Haz knights. Mille nodded excepting his newest duty.
"Come Marron." Milphy motioned for the younger boy to follow. The halls of the Stella Church twisted and turned like a maze. Marron tried to remember the rout to where they were going, but found himself failing. Milphy stopped before one of the many doors lining the long halls. "This, Marron, is where you will be staying when ever you are called to the church. My room is across the hall."
The room was huge; a large four-poster bed sat at its centre the headboard pressed against the wall. There was a large walk-in closet at the opposite end, along with a couple well-made bookshelves. "You are required to stay here for next few months while I help you gain control of your new powers. "Marron nodded for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. Milphy turned to leave the room so that Marron could unpack the few things he had in his possession. Marron though, however grand the room was, was not very fod of it. It was unlike the room he shared with Carrot when they where home, or the crowded in room they rented.
