Several days have passed since I was in the infirmary, On that day I came to know things that I never knew about. Like my mother was the reason almost half of the elves population was destroyed and also the reason for her leave was because she was regarded as the one who assassinated the General-in-chief at that time.
My mother...She was a completely different person when she was with me. Caring, loving, protective, always looking out for me...She was...Different in every possible ways but when I look back she also trained me...Trained me in ways that I didn't expect...Why? Why would she do this?! Did she want me to become an assassin like her?
"I want you to be a knight that will protect everyone someday." That is what she said to me but...I don't understand...I don't understand why she would want to go down that path.
I feel my eyes have begun to water up...This feeling...What's this feeling? What is this weird feeling in my chest? Why do I feel...So hurt...? This is...Is this what it feels like when one's hurt? Is this what everyone feels like when they cry? It feels bad...Bad...Really bad...It feels like someone is pulling my heart and this water that's in my go down the chin...It feels like my world is starting to crumble.
In a tight corner, Cyan watches the young boy cry with his face covered. Cyan feels sad, sad that she can't do anything about it. "Poor Henry..." She says. Cyan had overheard Vasteria and Oki talk with the young boy and she couldn't believe her ears. She wants to help the person in front of him as he has helped her get stronger and made her believe in herself but she doesn't know what to do. "I am sorry Henry...I can't do anything for you right now but I will make sure that you meet your mom someday...After all, I have been chosen to be a freelance knight, which means I am free to choose any kind of mission and I promise that my first mission will be to destroy those destructors...Until then...Hang on tight..." Cyan looks determined and moves on.
I cried for quite some time but then that feeling went away soon but me...It felt like I was shattered into pieces. I was discharged soon. I made my way outside the stadium.
"What's with that look?!" I look to my right and Hayden stands there with his hands fold. "I have been waiting for you to fight you again and now you have that look of a loser when while I was fighting you, you had a look of someone who wanted to win no matter what that's what I call a look of someone who is strong." Hayden says to me. "I am-" Hayden interrupts me. "What are you going to say I am sorry I can't fight with you?!" Hayden begins to walk towards me.
*Catch*
Hayden grabs my collar and looks into my eyes. I look away. "What a loser..." Hayden says to me. "Come with me, I want to show you something." Hayden says to me and begins to walk away. I nod and follow.
"In front of everyone, I have an image of an arrogant fool and I am the worst brother to my sister and you are right, deep down inside, I don't want to be that kind of person." Hayden says as we walk. "But...My urge to fight always makes me want to fight someone stronger than me. I care for my family more than anyone but if I stay with them than I might someday kill them because of my urge." Hayden continues.
"Why are you telling this to me?" I ask Hayden. "Because I consider you to be my rival and a friend." Hayden answers my question. "More like, I want you around to control my urge to fight or I might end up killing someone and I might regret it..." Hayden says to me. "But you're not the first one who has seen through me..." Hayden brings me in front of a hospital.
We go inside the hospital. "I want to show you something that very few people know about. The reason for this anger I have." Hayden says to me and takes me to a morgue. Hayden opens up a tray on which lies a dead body cut in pieces. "This person did things to me that no person should ever go through..." Hayden says. "One day I got fed up of this person and mother used to work at a small mill factory...She went to the work like any normal day but little did she know that when she had came back, this is what she would have found. I took a knife and cut the thing that traumatised me the most and then as he growled in pain I cut the rest of him...And I enjoyed it." Hayden gives an evil smirk. "That is the day I discovered that I am a battle hungry maniac." Hayden says.
Hayden gets close to me. "So you understand right? If you don't fight me...Cyan might be in trouble." Hayden gives an evil smirk. I smile. "You're such a liar." I say to Hayden. "What?!" Hayden seems confused. "Hey now, I gave you my back-story." Hayden says to me. "That's the back-story of the main character of the book that recently got released. You just changed the story a little bit that's all." I say to Hayden. "But...Thanks..." I continue. "Thanks for what?" Hayden asks me. "You tried to cheer me up when I was down even though you did it in a wrong way and thank Cyan too, I am pretty sure she was the only one who knew I was down." I say to Hayden as I live with a smile.
Hayden smirks. "Good to know but how did this really work? I thought he was going to be like "You better not touch Cyan" Or something like that and then be the hero who will fight me but instead he found it funny and this body...Whose body even is this?" Hayden looks at the body and then closes it. "Meh! I will just leave it as it is." Hayden says and begins to leave.
Jeez, I easily got distracted by that. I must find out what mother really is thinking right now but before that I must be a successful knight. To begin with this white horse that's on my chest represents a freelance knight. Which means I can choose to be with any squad at any time and that means that this is just the beginning of a new dawn.
Just wait mother, I will be coming to save you please be alive and please let me know what all these evidences that are made up against you mean.
Until then, I am just going to be a family friendly knight helping everyone in the town and fighting Hayden Rider for quite some time.
"FIGHT TO THE FULLEST HAYDEN RIDER!"
"I COULD SAY THE SAME TO YOU HENRY MARSHAL!"
A battle that shall continue some other time.