The fisherman, known as Yunas smiled down at the now happily wiggling newborn. He walked into the run down hovel he shared with his companion, Kawaki. Kawaki stared at Yunas, ‘’from whence didst thou findth that babe?’’ he questioned curiously toward the blonde fisherman. Yunas shook his head, setting the baby down in a basket he’d picked up and cleaned out from the corner. “He was in a gathering of branches, shooting up right out from betwixt the waves he was! tis a sight to behold, I said to me self, seeing yon ships and boats capsize with nere a chance of life toward the other little uns. But this one, he must posses some powerful magicks to be able to be supported by a tree limb growin from out the very sea itself! Something told me, I somehow could feel I had to rescue the babe, his name is, well I can't rightly recall if’in tha feelin I’d gotten had any clue as to the infant’s name. But whatever it tis, I shall do all I can to care for the lad, you as well Kawaki.”
The older of the two fisherman chuckled at his lover and stood up, walking over behind him to wrap his arms around him from behind. “Would be my honor, we’ll care for the babe until his real parents come for ‘im, you’ve got your own babe to take to tendin” he rubbed his wife’s pregnant stomach, Yunas smiled and kissed him, their daughter, Sukino would be born soon.
A few days later Carbel had scoured the countryside in search of his baby. His eyes were filled with panic and his heart was weighed down by despair. He had enlisted the help of the crew of the Ship Of The Dead after days of no leads and no information. He was met by Hideo, the first mate and lover of Captain Dead also known as Kizumi.
“We found some ships, well pieces of ships and boats, all sunk, the wreckage from the storm is pretty bad, the bodies of hundred upon hundreds of dead newborns fill the water. We need you to come, to make certain that your son is not a corpse.” Hideo said this as he put a hand to Carbel's shoulder.
“My child is not a corpse!”, he rushed away from Hideo to hurry down the path to the beach.
However, when he got there, a powerful blast of magic sent him tumbling backwards. He stared, eyes dead as the sea seemed to vanish before his very sight. Hideo followed, frowning, for days Carbel had looked a man possessed, haunted. He couldn't imagine what the other had to go through. To be forced from his own child, newly born and in need of the skin to skin contact with his mother. But this, to watch Carbel’s only lead be torn away from him as well. Hideo couldn’t even began to fathom the pain loaded like a gun that released with the animalistic banshee shrieking wail of pure and unfiltered misery that saw fit to claw its way out of Carbel’s throat.
“Your father is a black hearted self serving bastard... I will have my revenge! Do you hear me?!…One day I swear this to you Salthazar, you will know my wrath!” the wind whistling in his hair, his eyes spun red and black. Rage lashed out around him as he howled like a rabid wolf. “Hell will be too good for a arrogant fool such as you!!” he called out yet again, his broken wings sprouting from his back he lifted himself into the air, ignoring the liquid hot pain that shot through his entire body with the effort. “You hear me you bastard?! the child I gave birth to is fathered by nunne but you! you vile child murdering bastard!!”
Farther away, Salthazar stood in front of a massive creature, a dragon, the dragon showed him this scene like a movie playing in his scales. Shock and anger filled the man, to know that his brother had tricked him… but fuck if that wasn’t some good tight pussy. He nodded at Jirai causing the old man to sputter.
“But Salthazar, if you allow him to quell his fears. if he finds the babe, you -will- die one day. are you certain you wish to take that risk?”
Sal spoke for the first time, “Aye, I care not about some wee child, born of incest betwixt myself and my whore of a brother. Let him have the bastard, what damage could that do to me? Tobias, the same as my other Tobias namesake wives, will be dutiful to me. Any child he bares I will keep close eyes upon, for death will not take another heir from me” Salthazar had been preparing to be a king for years. Now that he finally was one, he would not let anything stand in his way. However, he didn’t think that a mere, possibly deformed child would be of any threat to him.
Even kings make foolish choices…
The disgraced prince had long since fallen back to the beach, his broken wings draped around him. Pulling them back inside his body he stood up and watched as the sea was visible once more. With a whoop of elation he dove headfirst into the carnage.
He remained silent while watching the vampire dive into the bloody ocean waves. The bodies, some half eaten, still floating like some kind of macabre watery parade of graves.
Carbel's eyes were wide in desperation, he’s asked the spirits if it were possible for his precious child to die so early. His hours of prayer and chanting fell down deaf and dumb, no response given other than total still and quiet.
It had driven him mad with grief and determination.
He searched every body one by one, until finally climbing out of the crashing blood filled waves. Hidan observed the stricken look in his eyes. Carbel met his gaze for the briefest of seconds.
“My son lives! oh by the goddess my baby is alive, we must locate him, my soul, my body, my very heart is dying without my precious most beloved little Zillah in my arms…”
The crew were sent out to search the country they found the child, nestled in a cradle within the home of Kawaki and Yunas. The middle aged Vampswill farmers were happy to give the giggling baby back to his overly excited mother as the vampire prince was brought in. Carbel nuzzled his sweet boy close, feeling and seeing the red thread of fate that bound them together tug tight at his heart.
“My little love, I received no answer from the gods of your safety...I am so very overjoyed with happiness you are alright!!”, he wept as he held his baby close, burying his nose against him causing him to wiggle in delight. He tearfully thanked the couple before Hideo escorted him back to the ship. Carbel laid down in the deepest part of the ship, curled up around his infant son.
He stroked the baby's light covering of hair, holding him, covered by his own hair for warmth, against his naked chest. His wings were still broken, they hurt very badly even while inside his body to heal. When he felt his beloved little one toss and turn against him, still distressed due to their brief separation, he knew it was time. He sang the lullaby quietly, cradling his newborn. His voice carried into the darkness.
Zillah settled down, falling asleep as his mother finished singing, he smiled and kissed his head. Once the ship docked, Carbel made his way back to the tower he lived in. Sitting by the window he stared out, holding Zillah, now bundled in a crimson red blanket with the Dirue and Stormheart symbols fused patterning it, closer. He looked out at the castle’s shadow across the ocean.
“One day, my little love….one day, that will all be yours, and vengeance shall be mine.”
Little Zillah’s eyes opened in that moment, his mother gazing down at him lovingly. The baby gave a light gurgling sound of happiness, he could see! and oh his mommy was pretty! Like the moon! Even though he had never seen it, it felt pretty!.
Carbel’s heart melted.
The years passed, Carbel raised his son in comfort and secrecy.
For the first 12 years of his life that is.
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