7-The Mayor

"What do you think it is"

"What do you mean, It's a boy"

"If it was a boy why was it covered in blood"

"It must be a beast, We should get rid of it"

"It's a little boy, we washed him off and it clearly shows"

"ENOUGH"

Laid at the corner of a room was morgan and the room was packed full of people debating on what he was. The man that shouted enough sat at the head of a table and he was surrounded by many, "Mayor he must be an enemy, Who would show up here in blood." The man closest to the mayor voiced his complaint, The mayor shot him a glare and then looked over to the laying boy.

Morgan's eye's slowly crept open and graced the room. All standing and those that are sitting looked down upon his shuffling and all eyes laid on him. Morgan's eyes locked on the man sitting in the middle and he couldn't believe it.

"YOU" crept out the youth mouth. The mayor cracked a smile and pointed back, "Well it's good to see you again young man, It seemed you went through some ordeal since I last saw you. Morgan looked around the room but his eye's steady came back to the man in the middle and he couldn't believe it, it was the Old elder that was on the beach when he came to sure.

"Why are y.." Morgan began to ask but the mayor held up his head and cut him off "Well everyone this here is clearly a young one and he is no harm to us, I say this on my word as your mayor. Morgan averted his eyes and hung his head down recalling what he had gone through prior to this moment.

"Little Boy, where are your parents," An elderly lady to the left of the mayor asked a question that was on a few minds in the room. Morgan's body visibly tense up "I have to protect myself at all cost" Morgan thought but the boy raised his head and looked at the mayor and then over at the lady and gulped.

"They where killed a beast in the forest" and as he said that his eyes wandered over to the eyes of the mayor but the mayor showed no signs of changing his expression and rat him out so the boy looked back over at the lady.

"Poor thing" softly echoed out form a corner of the room, the man sitting to the right of the mayor cocked an eyebrow and looked the boy over, Which village are you from. Morgan looked over at the man and his mind began turning but before he could voice an answer the mayor spoke.

"Alright everyone he must need some rest so let give him a break, he will be staying with me from now on until he's ready to leave and go back home, SO, let's go shoo shoo" The mayor was smooth and before anyone could refute it he pushed them out and closed the door, it was just him and morgan standing in the room.

"I'm sorry I lied" The youth voiced out but the mayor just smiled in response, "Come let's go," He said and began walking towards the back door and out into a small street made of dirt road. Morgan stepped out and his whipped from left to right taking in the small town.

"They Called you Mayor," He asked as they began to walk.

"Ha, you heard that now did ya" the mayor responded with a slight chuckle. His hands wrapped around his back and folded on top of each other."I guess I am" he said and morgan looked at his back and shot a glare at him "So you're a Noble then," he asked low and with a hint of bloodlust in his tone.

The old man eyebrow twitched for a moment and he stopped and looked behind him turn and stooped down. Morgan was a bit startled and they locked eyes,

"Listen here, Pipsqueak, I don't care what happened to you and where you are coming from, I'm helping because you looked like you need help and so I'm doing it, now if you aim that bloodlust at me again I will cut you from this life and insert you into the next, Do we understand each other" The mayor held nothing back and stared at the little youth with pure wrath.

Morgan's head immediately dropped and his body tensed up again "Yes Sir" The mayor nodded and stood back up and began walking again. "I see you've cultivated The seafarer, Manuel," He asked and morgan responded with a nodded, "Figures your pores smell of salt and fish eughh, That cheap-ass art won't protect you on land remember that".

***

The sun rose and slapped morgans face awake he sat up and was greeted by the scent of grass once again he thought as he opened his eyes, "YOU FINALLY UP KID GET DOWN HERE" Morgan heard the shout of the mayor and hopped up the night had been a quiet one and he crashed as soon as he was presented with a bed.

He slid out the bed and whipped his eye's around the room for his tattered clothes but found nun, He saw black cotton pants and a shirt to match, He went over to the clothing and stopped for a moment as he reached and looked at himself in the mirror, his jet black hair had grown a lot since his father had cut it his muscles though small clung to his skeleton, He looked into his eyes and what looked back was not what he was familiar with, there was a light but definitely their green ring around his Iris.

A black line caught his eyes and they slowly looked down to his chest and there the biggest change stood, Four clear and deep slashes laid but the most different thing was the spiral runic markings laid on top of them. He traced the marking with his finger and a sense of dread and pain came over him slowly and as he raised his fingers it went away.

"KID!!"The mayor shouted again

Morgan washed his face and body in the small room beside the mirror and hopped in the outfit laid out for him and headed out the door to see the mayor.