Silver's Story
2: Homeward
Zeon stared at the gravel road as he walked home. Why was it always like this? Finally, when he had finally found something, Gash had taken it away. It just wasn't fair!
As children, the only toy Zeon had ever had had been a painted stone. Their mother had given it to Gash, thinking it was his. After all, that stone had been made by Zeon and no one knew about it. And no one gave anything to Zeon. Half the family probably didn't know he existed, and the other half most likely forgot.
Why, why why? The words constantly rung through the young demon's mind. Why was he born, just to be tossed into this hell, not even knowing why he was hated, why he existed?
…tossed into this hell… why he existed…WHY…
It wasn't fair! Because he wasn't a blonde, orange eyed, innocent little fool like every single other demon in the family, he had to be treated this way? Just because he had his own mind, and not the mind of an imbecile, like his parents, their parents, their parents, and so on?
Zeon scowled. He had never been angry before… He had accepted his life and gone with the pain, crying…
Zeon, in frustration, kicked a large stone. To his great surprise, it moved, revealing a white leather bound book with strange symbols written on it. Tenderly picking it up, Zeon skimmed through a random page and nearly dropped the book in shock.
This book… This book, it told of how to make one strong…
Grinning at the idea of becoming stronger than, at the least, Gash, Zeon held the book close and raced off to the large windmill where he and his family lived…
Not that they were his family…He would no longer live this way, and his family would notice him! No more anger, no more pain!
Wander alone, in this hell… Not knowing why… Keep on smiling, until I come and take it all away and kill you…
Zeon didn't see the eerie glow the book gave off as the sun set. And if he did, he would have been more excited.
His pain ended soon, so why worry, right?
End Chapter 2
