Chapter 7: ~Revelation ~

The subject approached dangerously to me with that stabbing weapon that threatened to cross my skin, although awkwardly and with difficulty I dodged it. He seemed not to want to stop as if I were his goal since he had appeared in the monochrome place, I really was afraid that neither my uncle nor Jun could help me in that situation that I never imagined pass.

— I don't know what you want, but we can talk about it in the most peaceful way possible.— When giving that option, he only stopped to sign up with his weapon.— What do you say?

—No.— He whispered and showed me what he carried in his other hand, which caused me nausea of just seeing that object.— Look little girl, I will stop until I have my stained weapon with your blood and see how your life goes out in front of me.— He whispered again.

Given the answer he had given me in wisper I failed to guess whether the voice belonged to a man or woman, young or old, spirit or human. It was difficult to decipher that it was, so I only opted to try to get more information, but that approached me and then extend in his hand that unpleasant object that had tied a black ribbon and in the fissures that he had stood out a little the heads a little of pins.

—;Castelia Fray, you disgust me. From the moment you were born ... I swore to destroy the cursed fruit that was born from your parents or ... I don't care like, even if I must tie me dead to torment or hurt you ... I will end up with you, damn anomaly.

Without thinking twice, I lowered my guard to turn my gaze where my uncle was with the aim of verifying that I was still there, but what I found was with the terrible scene of him twisting on the floor while touching his chest with both hands In the heart area. Silly or reckless I have to believe me about worrying about someone who is already dead in a life or death situation for someone else when I am the one who is about to be stabbed by a damn person to the head of the head or with a missing screw in The area of reason.

I was about to approach him, but he only started shouting at me.

— Nathaniel, get away !! This curse ... ahg ... wants me to hurt you! I can't do anything since it has a part of me!

I really wanted to help him but it would be impossible for me if I didn't have that bone, if he wanted to release him, he had to snatch that disgusting object to take away everything that subject had put him and then return it to the cemetery where my uncle rested.

During my analysis of the situation in which I was, my attacker had forgotten that with cunning he took the moment in which I was vulnerable and lost in my thoughts to hold myself and quickly place his gun on my neck. I thought it would end with me at that time but something happened in front of us, which perhaps worried the psychopath.

—Get away from my nephew and my family! — My uncle shouted still on the ground.

He seemed too weak but still soaked with sweat and with an expression of fatigue, he took out from his pants a strand of hair tied with a thread that he covered with the blood that began to sprout from his eyes like simple tears. Without fear he threw the unrecognizable strand towards my feet, causing my attacker to give a little jump, an act that made me make a small cutting not very deep in the neck.

— Aleppoú Titella !!! —shouted.

Unexpectedly, a great glow came from which a figure appeared and quickly disappeared. I believed that my uncle's secret plan had failed, but I suddenly felt my attacker freed me.

I was confused and curiosity still invaded me with the glow that little by little began to fade, I tried to turn my head to see, but some hands covered my eyes. Strangely, I did not feel fear and I was still until my companion discovered my eyes so that I could see that I was already in my room where he was present.

— Good afternoon Nathaniel Castelia Fray, I am Aleppou Titella, former protector of Tristán Fray.— He appeared by bowing, his appearance was that of a young man who seemed to be my same age, but I did not want to interrupt him for my mere curiosity. It is a pleasure to meet him.

— Good afternoon Aleppou, taste is mine.— I replied.

Seeing it in front of me caused me intrigue and tender for its appearance of orange and messy hair, black eyes, pale skin like paper, wearing a clothing that consisted of short brown shorts, a white button shirt, orange braces, white socks, white socks that surpassed a little of their ankle with brown shoes and in both arms he wore some somewhat strange or too striking bracelets that were more painted to be fox tails.

When I finished analyzing his appearance I returned my gaze to his eyes to I realized that Aleppou was looking at me with frown to what I quickly only chose to apologize since I thought my gaze had made him feel uncomfortable, although I never waited for his answer.

— Ha ha ha! Calm down. They had never seen me as if it were something special and that makes me happy.

— But Aleppou, it was very unfortunate from me.

— Young Nathaniel, do you think I have the right to bother me with my creator's nephew? , and I am pleased to know that I am useful. It gives happiness, so much that I do not pay attention around me and I only focus on the important.

— But ... you have to stay in this place locked up.— When he heard my theory, he just denied.— So ...?

— Young Nathaniel ...

While keeping a slight smile on his face, he brought his hand towards one of the front pockets of his short screws and then removed the strand of hair that my uncle had previously launched in front of me. Aleppou before giving it to me, unleashed the thread and then took my hand so that I sustained it, implying that I should do something with that, but I really didn't know what I wanted me to do.

—And ... exactly, what will I do with this strand? —I asked him while he pointed with my free hand to the hair.

—Young Nathaniel, you are a Fray.— He spoke to me with surprise.

— Aleppou ... I don't know almost anything about my mother's family. grandparents.

— Hmm ... Young Nathaniel, I will tell him everything I know and what I am and I will even help you train, but ...— When making that pause I recovered his composure and seriously looked at me. —You must promise that you will learn that you will learn and you will go to the following generations of the Fray ....

— If it's black magic ... It is a point where I can't enter. Remember that I am a Castelia.— I replied while taking a seat in my bed, next to my body that was lying on it.

—Ha, now you come with that? If you knew the great conspiracy in that family.

—So it's black magic what you want me to learn?

— Does now believe what to create guardians is black magic? — He sighed.

I really didn't know anything about what I had revealed to me and that aroused curiosity in me, to the point that I began to analyze each word said by Aleppou. When he finally fell into account something important that had missed, I felt how my heart accelerated

—Wait!!. Are you telling me that the Fray do magic?! —I shouted something scared by that idea.

—Does that are surprised by that and is not surprising to see your body by your side? If you are strange.

I sighed.— Since yesterday I had to get the idea that it would be normal.— I replied resigned.

— Now you have to get the idea of the Fray family has more important and fascinating things than the Castelia.

— Some of these days I will go crazy. — I said while looking at my body.

— Well, at least you will not be alone in the asylum since you can talk about it. .

—Thank you for your damn sincerity, I feel better than I felt.— I talked to sarcasm.

— Is it really?— He asked something happy.

— Yes, before I felt like garbage ... now I feel like slag. — I looked at him with frown, which he noticed immediately and only shrugged.

— I am sorry...