The entrance of the forgotten brother

It was an outstanding night where the breeze was blowing and the air reeked with the smell of death and blood. The moon was shining an unusually beautiful color this night it was glowing of a crimson red that could even make the brightest red pool of blood Kira walked by look pale in comparison. He had gone on another binge of killing while in the forest again. It started as a test to see if he was ready to apply for the infamous guild of Savage Skull finally to track down his brother who he was slowly catching back up with after following all the clues and rumors of his great misdeeds and chaos. That he was spreading across the land and even some were starting to whisper of his name in fear calling him the 'Harbringer of Pestilence.'

“Well looks like I got carried away with my rage again.” He looked around at the wolf bodies laying on the floor as he wiped his scythe on last time wiping of the blood that was still slowly dripping from his all black scythe it matched his soul and heart nothing but an abyss of darkness and hatred. He was done letting his rage die down however while looking in a blood of blood he noticed his pink eyes had come out however he did not care about this fact he just wanted to go to the guild and see if he brother was there.

“Time to meet the only thing left in this world I care for.” Kira wiped the scythe onto his back with the blade facing the floor and walked into the distance toward the direct of Savage Skull the guild only made up of the strongest members and infamous for rejecting those who are not up to par with the strongest. They will show you there might and kick you out of their guild without hesitation. After walking for quite some time, he finally reached the front door of savage skull it had the aura of somewhere people came to either die or thrive. However, Kira had no plan of dying so he swung open the door and looked around to find someone to talk to so he could see if he would be accepted to the only guild fit to have him.

Kira was looking around as he suddenly heard some of the people sitting in the guildhall questioning who he was and who he thought he was he was slowly lifting his hand to get is scythe and show exactly who he was with a swift slice of his scythe instead of wasting his time on weaklings.

However then he noticed a pink headed girl walking toward him who smelled of a lovely poisonous scent  and that took his attention from the weak examples he was about to destroy. While he was looking at her wondering who she was, by the way she shut the guild members up without even a slight word he guessed it was someone of importance so he would speak with her. Then she came out of know where asking who the man was.

“I am Kira Rebellion and I have come to join this guild and find my brother.” He looked at the cold blue eyes of the woman in front of him her stature was solid and she showed no fear of him even though he was sure he still reeked of blood. However, he did not care he just glared at her with his pink eyes that would resemble a special moon or even a cherry blossom tree about to burst into bloom. Then he heard the words he hated the most.

“So you have a chicks name you couldn’t be that dangerous.” The men at one table stated then started laughing and drinking their beer once again. Kiras eyes flashed an even brighter pink because this brought upon an angry he still could not control and without warning he was swiftly behind the man who said it with his scythe pressed just hard enough on his neck to where he started bleeding. He only had one thing to say before moving on and back to someone who mattered in this hall.

“You ever say my name in such disrespect again and I will not hesitate the cut your head clean off and beat your friends to death with it and make no mistake IT will happen if I hear it again because you are weak and no one would miss human trash like you.” He then put his scythe back on his back and walked over to the girl once again regaining his composure.

“So as I was saying my name is Kira Rebellion and I am looking for Constantine Rebellion and this seemed to be the perfect place to start and to heighten my strength.” He stood now back in front of the woman and just stood waiting for her to reply.

Frederick watched the ordeal from the other side of the hall, himself covered in his usual attire a dark black cloak with a hood that covered most of his face. First off to see how Erza was doing the job that he formerly had done. And he was not disappointed, she knew when to be blunt when she has to. And she sought out the one who entered the guild. Just as he expected.
But there was also another reason why he was here, this young man had some interesting aura. A very familiar aura. And that on it self was highly unusual, mostly because he knew nothing about the other person that shared the same aura with this man.
Anyway Frederick decided to wait a little more and see how this will play out.

"Prove it to me Kira. Prove that you are his brother.... In whichever way you think is correct." Kira looked at the woman standing in front of him.  He swung the scythe into the ground it made no mark because it was so smooth and sharp that it simply went into the cracks of the ground.

“Prove to you that he is my brother? How would I go about doing this telling you our past and the pain we suffered or maybe telling you something about him that only his true brother would know? Well you are out of luck seeing as we weren’t even together long enough to know anything other than each other’s faces and names.” He looked at the woman his eyes slowly going back to the Crimson Red that they usually are and resembled the blood that was still slowly dripping down the scythe from the guys neck who shut up after almost meeting his death from the “New Guy.”

“Also why does it matter you whether or not he is my brother if he found it wasn’t true would he not simply dispatch of my life? As the brother, I know cares for nothing more than himself because he has lost all other things important. The only way you would even know we where brothers is if he told you which he clearly did not so he must have thought I was dead like our… never mind that.” He let out a simple hmm as he throw the scythe up and it landed on his back yet again seeing, as he probably would not need it for the remainder of his time talking with this woman.  

“So Does that answer your question and if you are not satisfied then the next time he arrives we shall consult him with this matter so you can have verbal proof from the man himself and I don’t have to waste my time trying to convince someone who it really doesn’t pertain to.” He said this rather bluntly yet still showing what little respect he would have for the woman, as she seemed to be feared in this guild so she must be of some import ants no matter how big or little.

Frederick was surprised on how Erza was handling the situation, she was doing far better then he expected. Not the usual approach he always had when he was still the keeper, but something a bit more cruel. She knew when to keep her cool and reacted mature to the mage's respond.
It appeared to be he had choses the right successor to his former position. But now he was curious to see on how the new man inside the guild that claimed to be Constantine's brother was going to handle the situation.
Would he show an act of cruelty as well or would it be much more extreme, just like the acts of his brother.

Kira thought on the woman’s request for a mere moment before he was tired of looking at the human trash standing in front of him and within mere seconds all you could see was a flash of black that the trail of the scythe made as it cleanly took the man’s head off as it flew into the air. Kira was now holding the scythe turned around looking at the woman again this time his pink eyes a fury yet again it seemed this woman was dead set on testing him in a ridiculous manner he cared not for that man nor did he feel any regret nor did he hesitate in the action.

“You have me a job to do and saw fit for him to die? Well there is your answer if you want to put me through a real test of whatever you are doing, do it with something that would make me at least think for more than mere moments. However, I feel you have earned the right of respect from me even though you may not seek it. There is one piece of proof that we all know to be true and it was one of my brothers’ passions.”  Kira took from inside what seemed like a tight shirt a white cross with a man that could not be mistaken for anyone other than their father nailed to it as a figurant.  He let out a sigh seeing as he really only wanted to see this when he gave it back to his brother seeing as he needed not to have his “protection” any longer.

“This is one of my brothers first cross that he made for me. You all know one thing that no one else knows other them family about my brother and that is his craze for a cross… I wonder why he loves the sights of these things they seem pointless in my eyes but it is his passion.” Kira took of the necklace and showed it to Erza this still showing no fear as you could finally hear the head hit the ground and blood splashing out of the body in what seemed artistic moment as it slowly started to cover the white spot in his hair red. Within moments, you could hear the screams of terror from the pathetic members of the guild as they ran out worried they would be next for the monster now stuck in the mitts of Savage Skull.

“Well looks like I solved the ant infestation within the guild I feel that deserves praise of its own and for whom ever stayed they should be rewarded with the bounty of not being slaughtered like the man now falling to his knees behind me.” Kira smiled letting out a little maniacal laughs, as he loved the feel of rain/blood it gave him a pleasure like no other. However, still looking at the woman not making any other move the blade in an arced position with blade at the read, which was hanging near his feet while the handle extended well past his body length.

This guy was very intriguing and did indeed share some of his brothers traits. But he seemed to lack any form of respect. He even still haven't noticed the dark aura that was spreading from Frederick since he entered the hall. But that could also be called arrogance. So Frederick stepped away from the wall and walked towards Erza and the newcomer.
'Deserves praise?!' smirked Frederick
'What makes you think that anything you have done just now is worth of any praise. Acts of cruelty, atrocity or make those pathetic excuses for guild members quiver in fear. It's all done before, on a scale you can't even comprehend.'

At that moment Frederick stopped right in front of the two dark mages and retracted all the darkness in the room. Revealing forty bodies impaled to a cross hanging from the ceiling. Most of them had their guts ripped out, and the blood stains on their body had a black color. Showing that they were hanging there for some time. And on each of them you could see the agony they were in when their lives ended.
'These are acts of cruelty, this is worth of praise. These are the men that your brother slaughtered in the first half hour of our guild's purge. So let me ask you, why do you deserve to be in this guild..'

Kira smirked at the man who appeared in front of them. He was wondering whom the powerful aura was coming from that he sensed a little while ago but he could not pin point it with all the weaklings around but now it was obvious there two where the strongest people now sitting in the guild hall. Actually to be more exact other then Kira those two were the only ones left everyone else ran with fear and he wondered why they did not in the presence of both of these mages.

“Well to answer all your questions and or statements let’s start from the beginning this is a Dark Guild correct the fact I had no hesitation doing what was needed for the guild even if it meant a cruel act shows I belong here. However, I feel it is not needed to kill the weak they will eventually be killed of and there is no reason to dull my blade with the blood of more insects then the one now on the floor behind me.” Brink put his scythe on his back seeing, as it was not going to be needed any longer. However, he could not take his eyes of the work his brother supposedly had done.

“So this is what my brother can do now? Amazing however comparing our fighting style is as if comparing us in general it is nowhere near the same. I do like the way my brother has grown to kill his enemy however I do it with something that I believe is meant only to be stained by the worthy not the weak. So of course, I would not cause more blood to splash upon it from the likes of them. While my brother probably killed these men with his hand as I can see it.” He had no angry not confidence in his voice it was mellow and smooth as though he was used to seeing death and fear appear in front of his very eyes.

“Oh btw your aura was being masked by those pea brains sitting in the guild so I couldn’t sense you earlier however now I understand the situation at hand you must be the Guild master from what I can sense now… So what is your name and I do belong here and I believe you know this to be true as well.” He was now looking at the man the blood dripping off his hair hitting the floor there was no emotion on his face and his eyes had now went back the crimson that they usually where. He wondered what these people thought of his claim but either way it would have no effect on the outcome of eventually they would see the brothers together and know without a doubt they where one of the same family.

'It is not the question if you do belong here or not, because everyone who is drawn to Savage Skull has a place in the guild. Coming here was after all no free choice of your own, so the real question is off course. How long any of us will survive while being a part of this place.... But if you are truly the brother who you claim to be. Then I have no doubt that you will survive the darkness that this guild has to offer. And maybe even the evilness that is slowly coming to these wretched lands...'
With that Frederick slowly disappeared into the darkness once again. His voice slowly fading away until it was almost nothing more then a whispering sound in the the dark hall of the guild. Then he was gone, some where else in the halls of Savage Skull