{ The Rising Son }

I know he is here, though if he wishes to remain within the shadows a few moments longer I see no need to deny him that, seating myself beside the river. I have not been here before, not really and yet it is not for the familiarity or lack thereof that I seek it. It is for the river, for the water, for the sound it offers as it trickles and runs and blurs my words for any ears that may be given to listen. I have been careful tonight though, very careful and I am sure that I have not been followed save for Eden. I hope not. These things I have to say will change��everything and I am not sure I can bare to look upon my family were I to say these things. Perhaps even Eden will turn from me, though I hope he is more then that, I hope he will be what I believe him to be, I hope he will help me do this thing though I would understand, perhaps, if he held a fear too great to assist myself. Though I never have yet seen fear in Eden and it is upon this assumption I act this night. He is not others, he is not as his siblings and though I know not what relation he shares to myself and the line of Angels I am assured he carries our blood, that he is my relation somehow, though in what way I cannot know, perhaps will not. Only time will answers these things and time has become so�..valuable. It seems I have wasted so much and gained so little and yet with each year more and more of what I desire has fallen into place.

They misjudge me, each of them, my Mother and Father, my siblings, Uncles, Aunts and cousins. Only Heyel has seen the truth for never have I looked upon another and seen so much knowing. He is as no other before him and this is why he is so very dangerous, why he alone stands between the pinnacle of my desire. He is an obstacle in some form and though I dislike to think of my Grandsire as this I am given to see no other manner within my mind with which to express my thoughts of him. Each day my plan has only grown fuller, those whom have been a part of it for so long are so unaware and yet perhaps it is that a select few must be told of this, of what I have in mind for what is to come. Yet those whom I chose to trust must be few and scarce for they cannot know, not until the time is right what it is I�.will do. For how long can Angel and Demon look upon another with such hate? Wolf is wolf, such labels do not exist and indeed I have seen hope in the younger generation. Yet perhaps it is that this method of thought is as a virus, an infliction upon the blood and system like the venom of a snake and I have long known whom this snake is. I have long known upon whom I must target my will. There are so few ways to kill a snake and for how long this one has lived I am amazed and yet already I have said this thing. There are none as he. He is above all, his power unfathomable to my mind in more than a physical sense though this is also true, his form a warriors-perfection though rarely am I told he has used it. It is his words, his presence, his blood, others bow at the mention of his name and indeed this is my understanding of power though I seek it not.

No one individual should wield such force and though it has quietened perhaps, with age, it is no weaker. He is the reason for war and blood. I was younger when Iromar marched upon Diveen and yet I remember still waiting for my Mother and Father to return. I remember looking into the darkness and watching Vega cry as Achilles clung to her and Guardian peered into the rain. I doubt the wolves of Iromar were any different. They would die for a cause unreasonable, they would die for a blood feud started and driven by one and yet they are blind to it. He is not a God. He can bleed and if it is the first move I make, though it pains me so very greatly, I will prove this to the world if I must. I love my family, I adore each of them, if there is anything my Grandfather has instilled in me it is that, above all, family is a thing to be treasured most greatly�..even if pride will see us torn apart.

�Yes.�

I answer in the common tongue in this moment, one snowy ear flicking at the approach of my Chosen One and constant companion, turning towards him as he lay himself out and indeed I moved to join him, pelt of snow and fire aglow in the moonlight as his own ash and snow form reclined. I offered something of a smile though indeed it was hard placed and felt forced even to myself. How to began, how to start? Eden may never speak with me again after this night and I should be ashamed to lose him�.yet�..it must be done, an era must end and to begin such a thing, another must end. How is it I can hate myself so very much and yet feel so assured of this rightness? None will see, none will understand save for a few�.but I need only a few. I cannot do it alone and I can no longer keep my companion in the darkness though he has never asked to be shown the light.

�Eden, scis quemadmodum serpens occidere?�
(Eden, do you know how to kill a snake?)

I used his name this night as I looked upon him, speaking the ancient tongue once more to lessen the chance of any overhearing though indeed I did not truly expect an answer to the question, speaking in smooth and youthful tones once more.

�Tu illud caput. Hoc docuit me Pater pup essem parvulus.�
(You take off it's head. Father taught this to me when I was a small pup.)

Perhaps he would not understand what it was I truly meant, how could he? My words were vague and yet I wished only that he would consider them this night before the violet blue of my gaze fell upon him once more.

�Et absque mutuo dilaniant isti Angeli et Daemones, qui nunquam se ad pugnam et bellum, et Eden, ad mortem se mutuo se expellunt, discordia non est intellectus. Lupus est lupus. Quod tam paucis et tamen non est intelligendum quod facere .... sic pauci credant. Quousque tandem ante pugnam? Aug credunt, quid credere, et natis errant Eden. Non facit oculos habeant colorem aut natis immortalis esse. Et se sequi iussit. Et sunt caeci, Tractant verum ut deum non vides, quod tanta potentia est, quia non sunt. Angues opinor, difficile est videre.�
(They will tear each other apart, these Angels and Demons, they a fighting a war that will never end, Eden, they will drive each other to the death, it is a feud with no meaning. Wolf is wolf. There is no more then that and yet....so few understand as you do, so few will believe me. How long will they fight before it ends? They believe what they were told, what they are born believing and they are wrong, Eden. The colour of fur or eyes does not make one immortal as they are born believing. They follow him. They treat him as a God and they are blind to the truth, they do not see, they will not- because he is so powerful. Snakes I think, are hard to see sometimes.)

I paused only once more, allowing him to digest what was perhaps more words then I have ever spoken allowed before I continued.

�Hi. Praecepit ei angelus .... Similiter et daemones aliqua. Ab hoc perficere volo. Non possum ego solus est et est fortasse gravissimum inferrent. Heyel coepi haec habet verba pendens terra. Non dii illi, sed et mori sanguinis. Mutare velim, quod dicunt, sed non volo muto vivo facere, ut et hic sum fortior alterum quinquennium dumtaxat Eden. Anguis caput volo ut hac. Scitis voluptatis? .... Ego ante finem religionis. Pater meus occidere te facio ego te volo et ad adiuvandum me interficere Heyel sed et si ego non intellego non sis scio ex parte, tunc si vos iam non ero aut minus est.�
(All of them. Angel and Demon alike are....commanded by him to some extent. He started this and I desire to finish it. I cannot do it alone and it is the first move I make that is perhaps the hardest. Heyel started this, he has this land hanging from his words. They will die for him- but Gods do not bleed. I want to change this, I want to change what they say but I cannot do that while he is alive, he is stronger then I am and he may yet live for another five years Eden. I want to take the head off this Snake. Do you understand Eden? I am going to start to end this....religion. I am going to kill my Grandfather, I am going to assassinate Heyel and I want you to help me- but I understand if you will not and if you will have no part of it then I understand if you leave now, I will think no less of you either way.)

I met his gaze levelly once more, unsure of his choice in this as I simply waited for my words to be understood. I am not what any believe me to be. I will bring peace to Moaldion any way I must though I seek to do it in secret, seek to have my involvement unknown to any save for Eden. It is always the quiet ones they do not suspect, yet I do this for my family, for all of them. As Mother says- all Angels carry swords, yet I alone carry the dagger they never saw coming. I was named for the rising sun and I will bring a new dawn.

Solaris
41in, 185lbs || Kane x Isola || Brother of Achilles, Sage, Forfax, Haziel, Ariel, Sango, Hope, Phaedra || Tranquil of Taviora

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