-The Fire Demon from Hell-
(Pyrell / Tula)
“Hm? Yeah, I knew yer dad. He was our leader for several months before Sir Arthur took over. During that time, and even after he was demoted from his ranks, he continued to carry the nickname of ‘The Fire Demon from Hell."
Oh? Don’t tell me he never told you. Then again, I wouldn’t be so proud of my past either if I had his….
That…”Daddy” of yours. Yeah, do you honestly think he actually cares about this little family he started? You, Falspar? HA!!! Please, he was a ruthless killer back then. He holds no sentimental value towards anyone. If he gets annoyed, or pushed to a certain point, he’ll leave…or even worse…
He may even kill you.
Your so called ‘hero’ will never change. Just you wait, kiddo.
Once a demon, always a demon.
--
Tula couldn’t help but shake off the words the mysterious solider told her that evening. Was he telling the truth? What if it really was all an act…
No.
She knew he would never leave or hurt her. She’d never seen him angry or even frustrated when she was around. He loved her, and she knew she could trust him, but……
"Don't listen to him, Tula." Kirby said, scoffing slightly. "He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"But what if he does?" He voice slightly trembled in fear. "What if he's telling the truth?"
"We don't even know who he is, though!" The pink Puff stated when she was still persistent about it. "He could be lying just to spread rumors." He said and then looked at Atticus who hasn't spoke a word. "And the same goes for your dad, too. Uncle Arthur would never do any of those horrible things. He's lying."
"A-are you sure?" Atticus was just as doubtful as Tula. "It seems like he knew an awful lot about our parents."
"Anyone could claim they know our parents, but....that doesn't mean it's true, does it?" Kirby started to question himself.
---
“You’re awfully quiet today. Something on your mind, little Plum?” Pyrell set chopsticks down, and focused on his daughter when she hardly ate anything.
Falspar, who was resting his head on the restaurant table noticed as well, and nudged Meta who was sitting next to him.
“Hey, what’cha do to my daughter, shorty? Please don't tell me you bore her to death with one of your long winded stories."
“I did nothing of the sort.” He glared at him and continued eating, though not before threatening his comrade for the stupid nickname he’s given him. Bate, who also joined the group for dinner, tried to calm the tension while Pyrell focused back on her daughter. He reached over to gently pat her head to get her attention. Tula looked up with scared eyes, and Pyrell couldn’t help but be concerned about her unusual behavior.
“Tula, is something bothering you? Did Meta, ummm....bore you to death?" He quietly whispered the last part.
"N-no, but, ummm......." She shifted in her seat and nervously started to play with the tip of her ponytail. "Me, and Kirby and Atticus....w-we were waiting at the park for Uncle Meta since he was picking up lunch for us, and while we were waiting, a man walked up to us and-"
"A man?" The several fathers of said offsprings quickly spoke as they each faced their respective child. The three children coward, and Tula began to regret opening her mouth.
"Tula, did he hurt you?"
"Atticus, did you know who he was?"
"Kirby, why didn't you tell me about this when I came back?"
"H-he didn't do anything to us, Daddy, promise!" Tula finally spoke, but softly mumbled the last part of her sentence. "But...he said he knew all of you...."
"Hm?" Meta raised a brow, and then looked at Kirby. "What did he say? Was he someone from Pop Star?"
Kirby shook his head. "N-No. I don't rememberer ever seeing him. He....ummm....." The warrior started to hesitate, but Meta placed a reassuring arm on his shoulder.
"You don't need to worry, Kirby, none of you are in trouble. We just want to know who they are, alright?" Meta and the other parents behind him gave a nod in agreement, and it was then Kirby nodded back and looked straight at Pyrell. Knowing he wasn't in trouble, Kirby spoke rather bluntly at the Leo before him.
“Are you going to kill all of us?” He said, which caused the other warriors to quickly stop what they were doing.
“W-what?” Pyrell stuttered in disbelief when he said that. His temperature couldn’t help but rise when he heard the others started whispering to one another before Falspar ultimately spoke and slugged Meta’s shoulder.
“What in Sweet Nova, Meta?!!” He snapped. “'He’s going to Kill us?' What’s that supposed to mean?"
“H-HEY! I wasn't the one who said it, remember!” He barked back and returned the punch before Arthur raised his wings to separate them. He looked over at the trio, and called out to his son.
“Atticus, is there something you’d like to tell me?”
“H-huh…?” His wings lowered as he timidly looked at his two cousins who were just as scared. “I don’t-“
“I didn’t raise you lie.” His voice was sharp when he didn’t receive an answer, “Tell me who told you this, now.”
“I…….I d-don’t know!" He spoke seeing as he honestly didn’t know who the figure was. “B-but he said he knew everyone, and….ummmm…..”
This time, Atticus locked eyes with his father and asked him something that’s been bugging him as well. Of course, Arthur wasn’t prepared from the equally outstanding question he was about to receive.
"He told me all the mean things you did to Uncle Pyrell. He said that's why he wants to kill us. A-and....because you....." He spoke the rest of the sentence lower since he wasn't sure if the stranger who talked to him was correct or not.
When Atticus eventually finished, the sound of glass breaking from the cup Dragato dropped ‘caused him and Cite to awkwardly shift away from the crowd. This time, Arthur was the one to become tongue tied.
"Okay, now, I....think it's time we discuss this elsewhere." Bate stood since they've caused a rather loud ruckus which caught the eyes of some onlookers.
Oh? Don’t tell me he never told you. Then again, I wouldn’t be so proud of my past either if I had his….
That…”Daddy” of yours. Yeah, do you honestly think he actually cares about this little family he started? You, Falspar? HA!!! Please, he was a ruthless killer back then. He holds no sentimental value towards anyone. If he gets annoyed, or pushed to a certain point, he’ll leave…or even worse…
He may even kill you.
Your so called ‘hero’ will never change. Just you wait, kiddo.
Once a demon, always a demon.
--
Tula couldn’t help but shake off the words the mysterious solider told her that evening. Was he telling the truth? What if it really was all an act…
No.
She knew he would never leave or hurt her. She’d never seen him angry or even frustrated when she was around. He loved her, and she knew she could trust him, but……
"Don't listen to him, Tula." Kirby said, scoffing slightly. "He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"But what if he does?" He voice slightly trembled in fear. "What if he's telling the truth?"
"We don't even know who he is, though!" The pink Puff stated when she was still persistent about it. "He could be lying just to spread rumors." He said and then looked at Atticus who hasn't spoke a word. "And the same goes for your dad, too. Uncle Arthur would never do any of those horrible things. He's lying."
"A-are you sure?" Atticus was just as doubtful as Tula. "It seems like he knew an awful lot about our parents."
"Anyone could claim they know our parents, but....that doesn't mean it's true, does it?" Kirby started to question himself.
---
“You’re awfully quiet today. Something on your mind, little Plum?” Pyrell set chopsticks down, and focused on his daughter when she hardly ate anything.
Falspar, who was resting his head on the restaurant table noticed as well, and nudged Meta who was sitting next to him.
“Hey, what’cha do to my daughter, shorty? Please don't tell me you bore her to death with one of your long winded stories."
“I did nothing of the sort.” He glared at him and continued eating, though not before threatening his comrade for the stupid nickname he’s given him. Bate, who also joined the group for dinner, tried to calm the tension while Pyrell focused back on her daughter. He reached over to gently pat her head to get her attention. Tula looked up with scared eyes, and Pyrell couldn’t help but be concerned about her unusual behavior.
“Tula, is something bothering you? Did Meta, ummm....bore you to death?" He quietly whispered the last part.
"N-no, but, ummm......." She shifted in her seat and nervously started to play with the tip of her ponytail. "Me, and Kirby and Atticus....w-we were waiting at the park for Uncle Meta since he was picking up lunch for us, and while we were waiting, a man walked up to us and-"
"A man?" The several fathers of said offsprings quickly spoke as they each faced their respective child. The three children coward, and Tula began to regret opening her mouth.
"Tula, did he hurt you?"
"Atticus, did you know who he was?"
"Kirby, why didn't you tell me about this when I came back?"
"H-he didn't do anything to us, Daddy, promise!" Tula finally spoke, but softly mumbled the last part of her sentence. "But...he said he knew all of you...."
"Hm?" Meta raised a brow, and then looked at Kirby. "What did he say? Was he someone from Pop Star?"
Kirby shook his head. "N-No. I don't rememberer ever seeing him. He....ummm....." The warrior started to hesitate, but Meta placed a reassuring arm on his shoulder.
"You don't need to worry, Kirby, none of you are in trouble. We just want to know who they are, alright?" Meta and the other parents behind him gave a nod in agreement, and it was then Kirby nodded back and looked straight at Pyrell. Knowing he wasn't in trouble, Kirby spoke rather bluntly at the Leo before him.
“Are you going to kill all of us?” He said, which caused the other warriors to quickly stop what they were doing.
“W-what?” Pyrell stuttered in disbelief when he said that. His temperature couldn’t help but rise when he heard the others started whispering to one another before Falspar ultimately spoke and slugged Meta’s shoulder.
“What in Sweet Nova, Meta?!!” He snapped. “'He’s going to Kill us?' What’s that supposed to mean?"
“H-HEY! I wasn't the one who said it, remember!” He barked back and returned the punch before Arthur raised his wings to separate them. He looked over at the trio, and called out to his son.
“Atticus, is there something you’d like to tell me?”
“H-huh…?” His wings lowered as he timidly looked at his two cousins who were just as scared. “I don’t-“
“I didn’t raise you lie.” His voice was sharp when he didn’t receive an answer, “Tell me who told you this, now.”
“I…….I d-don’t know!" He spoke seeing as he honestly didn’t know who the figure was. “B-but he said he knew everyone, and….ummmm…..”
This time, Atticus locked eyes with his father and asked him something that’s been bugging him as well. Of course, Arthur wasn’t prepared from the equally outstanding question he was about to receive.
"He told me all the mean things you did to Uncle Pyrell. He said that's why he wants to kill us. A-and....because you....." He spoke the rest of the sentence lower since he wasn't sure if the stranger who talked to him was correct or not.
When Atticus eventually finished, the sound of glass breaking from the cup Dragato dropped ‘caused him and Cite to awkwardly shift away from the crowd. This time, Arthur was the one to become tongue tied.
"Okay, now, I....think it's time we discuss this elsewhere." Bate stood since they've caused a rather loud ruckus which caught the eyes of some onlookers.
-End-
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Species © Nintendo/ HAL Laboratory
Interpreted characters created from said species © Rhylem
Interpreted characters created from said species © Rhylem