{ The Rising Son }

((Well, they were supposed to be in one post but they have far to much to say haha, Heyel will be up tonight XD ))

How many years had I waited for such a moment as this? How long had I restrained myself from the end I alone had been charged with delivering until it was truly right? Things had happened, things had gotten in the way, my plans had been forced to change again and again and yet this evening all had been faultless as I desired it to be. I had left Taviora in silence, unseen even by my Siren as she remained sleeping within the confines of the den we shared, my large form swift and silent upon the earth as I begun to march to the fields. I did not rush or hurry, for Eden would be slow with Heyel beside him. I had wondered how it was I should feel, worried perhaps that in these moments my nerve would be broken and I would crumble beneath the weight of a crime the sought I had never dare commit and yet- I found only calm, ease, an assurance of what must be done at last. I was charged with the bringing of peace and so I would, I would finally bring peace to as much of Moladion as I could. How he had lived so long I do not know, how none had thought to play upon his weakness in his growing age I cannot say and yet�.so many see him as immortal, even in age they do not see the truth, they see the�god that he was, that he had become. Yes. God. That was perhaps a good word for Heyel. They whispered his name, that spoke of him as legend an perhaps he was. I would be a fool not to acknowledge his influence, his power, even in age he still held more sway then any other I have seen- they drop to their knees before him, celebrate him as if he is a deity come to earth and maybe to an extent he is. What he has done cannot be denied, his leadership the greatest of all to ever exist among the wolves of this land, all others pale before him and yet so, so many are blind to what he really was.

A murderer. An extremist.

Even after he retired we were lead to war because of his beliefs, because that which he preached saw our land torn apart by these so called Demons in their perceived hate of Angels. These are false things, thy do not exist. There is one true Demon and they named him Tobias- a wolf without soul whom does nothing but consume and hunger- as for Angels�.they were merely a bloodline. Angel was a�last name of sorts, a way to identify those whom came from him and yet so ingrained are his beliefs in this world that he and they are given a status almost like real Angels themselves. Perhaps even I did not truly realise how far his spread had gone, how this very night someone�..perhaps even more powerful was stirring within the Grotto. I knew not of the boy King, perhaps, had I been aware of it I would have taken Eden and ended too what I believed I was ending here tonight. Maybe I was wrong, maybe I was misguided but I was tired of this, of Angels and the best way to kill a snake is to destroy the head and let the body wither and shake until it too dies. I had nearly lost my mother in a war before I was even a year old because she defended the rights of herself and her pack to be above the wolves of Iromar. Because she believed Heyel- they all did. They were mad, all of them, blinded by the colour of a coat and nothing else. It would end, end here and now tonight.

They would never have to know, no one would ever have to know. Eden had assured me they would not be followed and in he alone, my Chosen One- I held faith. Eden is important, for he has always understood the difference between truth and lies, ever since we were children and he had travelled with me from pack to pack. There was hope for the younger generation yet and I believed that still. It would end tonight, so much would end tonight. My ears pricked forward atop my skull, the sounds of voices clear now as Eden at last came into view, seated before an aged and disgruntled Heyel. It would be easy, he was aged, how much fight could exist in a wolf so feeble and with eyes cast in the film of blindness? I would be gentle, I was no monster but I would protect my family and the wolves of this land from any more falling victim to him. The children of Zaphkiel would be safe from his hold, my own children, Eden�s children- this land could start again and Angels could slowly fade. There will never truly be peace, for peace does not truly exist yet I can help it at least a little, act alone, spare any others from the fallout should I ever be found out one day. I feared that, I did, feared they would not understand this thing I did. My Mother would never look upon my again, my Father would turn from me, my siblings would never speak again for they would not understand this thing I did for them- at least not at first. I hoped they would never know of my crime, if all was well they never would and I would comfort them in their grief before slowly�.slowly beginning to show them how one may live without an extremist for a leader and patriarch.

My name upon Heyel�s lips was uttered into the air as I moved to pause beside Eden, allowing only my shoulder to brush against my Brother for I know he finds disdain in touch, standing tall beside him as my white and red form dipped in a nod of greeting of sorts. I could be respectful, even to he whom will die- for even I can acknowledge the power of what he had once been, right or wrong he had been beyond all others- though it ends tonight.

�This is not about religion, Heyel. Eden is right in that which he says. I am here to help you, we both are. You have lived to long Heyel, you have spoken your�propaganda for so many years the wolves of this and can no longer make a decision without referring to you, without basing every thought upon that which you have taught them of superiority.�

I moved to come forward now, each sentence punctuated with a stride closer and closer to the aged male as he hissed. Assassin King he had once been- but he can no longer even manage to stand without shaking from the effort. How have they been so blind, all of them, not to see him for what he was?

�You are a liar and a murderer- you convinced generations of wolves they were special, above others, that they were worthy of more then an other. You bred a lineage of wolves whom nearly destroyed themselves in a war with these so called Demons because they believe so wholly in what you told them they are willing to die for it. The Demons of Iromar were just as bad, as much victims of your teachings as any other though they would never admit to it.�

My voice no longer held that calm, smoothness it always did, heckles beginning to rise upon my giant form as lips pulled back from teeth and my tail rose high in dominance and assurance of my own words.

�I nearly lost my Mother, Heyel, your daughter- because she was forced to lead her wolves to a war only you can truly be blamed for starting. War, Grandfather, war. They believe you are some sort of�ridiculous god, that you are immortal. I had hoped fate would destroy you by now and yet�you have even fate on your side. You did great things once, truly great things but great does not mean good. Your slaughtered those who would not follow you, who argued with you, who dared to call you out. I do not know, truly, how you amassed the following you did. I do not know how you became this deity and I do applaud you for that- but your time is over, it is time now�.for peace, at last, as much peace as I can bring in this. I am sorry, Heyel- but you are done.�

Every muscle in my heavy form grew tense before I lunged, jaws parted to seek purchase upon his throat as he stood on weak legs before me, aiming to end it with a single and perfect blow. I did not believe in suffering after all- I simply believed in�.liberation.

Solaris
41in, 185lbs || Kane x Isola || Brother of Achilles, Sage, Forfax, Haziel, Ariel, Shiloh, Hadrian, Phaedra, Calliel, Akane || Peacekeeper of Taviora

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