Tears
Khalon was preparing to battle one of the hardest battles in his life. There was a villian who was killing off his clan members as if they were flies. He lost many good warriors to this villian, many had children who now lack a father or a mother. Some a son or a daughter. Even those who never had parents were considered the children of the village and were cared for. He has to stop this villian no matter the cost. Minori pleaded with him to allow her to come with him, he refused however. If anything ever happened to him then she would have to care for Buster.
"Dada?" A small voice was caught as Khalon turned to see his only son trying to climb up on his bed
" My fearsome dragon! " Khalon scooped up the little hybrid, hiding his sadness
Buster, he was only five years old. He still had so much more to learn about his dragon side but what if he didn't return. Khalon heard how the villian lair was on the coldest mountain top. All the dragons who are in the Scales were all cold blooded, so even if he did defeat this villian then the weather would surely be the end of him. He wouldn't tell this to Minori or his son. This information that he would burden himself with.
"Dada,I can go on the mission with you?" The little hybrid eyes were pleading as he was hoping for his father to agree.
Khalon chuckled as he pat his son's head. "Not until you can fully control you powers, my son. Every warriors must home their skills before parting on their journey. This is a mission I must take, though I promise you can go next time" It pained him to give false promises to his son, though it was his only means of keeping Buster safe.
"Okay! I am going to be a strong dragon! MEOWAAAAR!!!" Buster flew from his father's lap and roar as loud as he could
Khalon smiled "Of course. I know you will even greater hero and a more honorable hero than myself"
Buster smile grew at his father's words. If only they weren't the last ones he would hear from his father again.
Weeks went by after Khalon parted on his journey to put a stop to the legendary villianess Noche. Minori began to grow worried as she waited for him to return home, she started to debate of she should go and look for him. Buster needed her protection however. For now she would remain still even if the pain in her heart was sending her a sign that something horrible happened to her beloved Khalon.
Buster would spend his days looking out the window as he waited for his father to return. He had finally perfected his new spiral attack and he wanted his father to be the first to see it. He was getting impatient on how long it was taking for his father to get home.
There was a swift knock at the door and Minori took no time in answering the soor. To her surprise it was Kimball, Khalon's father and he was holding Khalon blade. Minori fell to her knees as tears welt up in her golden orbs. Khalon had been killed..Why did she not go with him?! prehaps if she had then he would still be with them. She failed him...the love of her life was gone..
"Mama...why is Grand Drapa here?" Buster asked as he looked at his other grandfather with confused eyes.
Kimball rarely ever visited them. Only a few times out of year to visit his son or to see how his only grandson was processing as the dragon he was. Though this visit was different since he would be the bearer of terrible news. Khalon had defeated Noches in battle but the cold had claimed him. Noches carried Kalon body to the village and swore to no longer bring harm to the Scales Clan again. Kimball could have swpred that he saw even Noches shed a few tears for his son. Even if she had taken the dark path ib her life, at least she had the honor to respect Khalon as the warrior he was.
Buster couldn't tell what made his mother cry but he was more worried about why his grand Drapa had his father's sword. His father would let no one touch his sword, not even his family.
"Buster...your...father fought noble and has saved the Scales villages but it sadly costed him his life. He is gone...he is dead"
Buster couldn't believe his ears. There was no possible way that his father was dead! Khalon was the most strogrst and honorable warrior that he couldn't be taken down by some villianess! He was ready to protest when he was embraced by his mother in a tight hug. Minori was crying, she only ever did that when serious matters came. If she was sobbing this much then it was only to confirm that his father had indeed died
Buster hugged her back though he refused to cry. Warrior don't cry it shows weakness, he had to be strong more then ever for his mother now.
"Crying isn't a weakness, even the most noble and powerful warriors share their pains with others. It shows them that they share the sorrow and joy with others. It's okay to allow your tears to show" His father's words echoed in his mind
This finally broke through the little hybrid wall as he sobbed alongside his mother. They had lost an honorable warrior, a caring and strong hero, wonderful husband and the greatest father. Though his life was short and he still had some much wisdom to share, Khalon was granted the title of legendary hero.
Rest in peace now,Khalon. As you guide lost spirits away from tempting demons. Watching your family from the spiritual releam. Honorable and Strong Khalon of the Scales Clan.
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