Eventide ~ a spicy noodles fanfic

Chapter 1. Beginning

NOTE: please read the warnings in the description!

"You pathetic child!"

Iron fan slaps Red son to the ground. Red son immediately grabs his cheek as it turned red. His eyes jolted to his mothers in fear. Iron fan grabbed her hand in pain from the extremely powerful hit.
"Your father is hurt because of your stupidity!"
She snaps. Red son sits motionless gripping onto his cheek.

There was a battle between the Demon Bull King and the noodle boy. DBK used his bull clones that were expertly crafted by Red son himself but they were all destroyed in a matter of seconds by that pathetic boys unimaginable power. Bull King was defeated and forced back into his castle. Iron fan blamed Red for his poorly designed mechanical masterpieces for DBK's overwhelming defeat. The battle had just ended minutes before.

"It's all your fault! Why can't you make the clones better? Are you TRYING to humiliate us?!" She continued to argue. Red son continues to sit motionless. Upon seeing his fear, iron fan sighs and hugs him.

"Why are you scared of me? I'm your mother! You know I only hit you because I love you!" She begs. Red son slowly hugs back with shaky hands. "I-I'm sorry.." he mumbles with a shaky breath.

Suddenly, from another room deep within the castle, bull king roars in pain, causing the walls to shake. "We will continue this conversation momentarily. Go to your room." Iron fan demands as she swiftly stands to her feet to transform into wind to tend to her husbands wounds.

Red son slowly opens the door to his darkened room and collapses onto the floor, shaking. This was normal. Everything that went wrong was his fault. He didn't let tears fall but he continued to sit on the floor in fear. "It's normal for a mother to hit her child if she does it out of love. It's not my fault. It's that pathetic noodle boy. HE'S the one ruining everything." He whispered angrily. "One day, mother. One day you will recognize my genius." He tries to reassure and slowly stands to his feet. Suddenly, a knock strikes his door. He jumps to the sudden sound and quickly opens the door to see his mothers face unimpressed, her hair messy and undone.

"Your father would like to speak to you."

His heart dropped. It was one thing for his mother to be disappointed but his fathers presence alone was enough to make Red shake.

They both walked in silence until the throne room lay in front. The stench of blood, smoke and metal suddenly filled Reds lungs as the door opened. Bull king sat panting on his throne as blood dripped from bandages covering his body. He slowly looked up as his voice echoed through the entire castle.

"Son, tell me. Why would you disappoint me."
He spoke in a tone that didn't resemble anger or aggression but calm. Too calm. Red son slowly began to pant and sweat in fear. "I-it wasn't my fault! That pathetic noodle boy destroyed them with his awful powers! It was him!" He begged. "So you are saying that this is not your fault? In other words, that you are innocent?" Bull king lowers his head slightly. Red son slowly nods trying to calm his aggressive heartbeat.

"Are you saying I'm wrong? Are you trying to humiliate me?"
With more aggression in his tone, Bull king leans almost out of his throne to face Red directly, making sure he would understand.
"N-no, father, I would never-" red stuttered uncontrollably.
"You wanted the satisfaction of proving me wrong. You wanted to prove that you were helpful and gain my respect whilst also making me feel the humiliation of being incorrect?
How. DARE. You." He yells. Tears slowly form in Reds eyes as DBK leans back into his throne in pain. He then stares back. "DON'T YOU DARE LET THOSE TEARS FALL." He snaps loudly. Red did as he was told and bit down on his lip, choking back the tears hoping for them not to fall.

"Crying is a sign of weakness. You must NEVER show weakness. You must never let anyone see how weak and pathetic you are. I know you have the potential to be strong. Don't disappoint me again. Now go." Red son quickly leaves the room as Iron fan and DBK continue their mumbling.

Red son quickly leaves the castle as his lungs fill with fresh air. He's relieved after the heavy smell of smoke, however, not relieved enough as his anger takes shape into an angry flame, consuming his body, burning through the dirt and mud he flew through unconsciously. He kept aggressively plowing through and melting nature until he burst into the sky, like a firefly, or raging meteor.

People from below began to yell and scream at the sight of something on fire flying through the sky just outside the city, but Red didn't let them get to him. He continued to angrily and swiftly fly through the night air, the freshness of night air replaced by the heavy smoke once again, this time, him being the cause.

Once again, from down below, word had spread about the burning projectile all the way to a small noodle shop. Pigsy's noodles.