iron fire and demons

prologo the child born of flames

the Fate and Taimanin series do not belong to me like its characters, all the rights of the two series belong to their authors.

It's a cold and quiet October night in the City of Tokyo, but this did not happen in the outskirts of the city, a huge fire of unknown origin burned a small village forgotten by the same inhabitants of the city of Tokyo, where more than a hundred people lived in this forgotten place, the flames reaped victims without stopping while the small landscape of a Japanese village disappeared left only devastation and flames ready to reap other victims, Of these hundreds of people who lived in the place, only one still lived.

A child with clothes worn out by the flames that tried to burn him alive, the child has auburn red hair and amber eyes that now did not show innocence of the usual children now had only one goal that is to survive has this hell is the only way is to walk without stoping, he knew in his heart if he stopped just once his end would come.

In his long journey the child found several people who were suspended between life and death, at first they were just people asking for help that the child ignored with great regret, going forward there were more and more people who started calling him for help and some began cursing him in despair when they saw that he was abandoning them.

Continuing on his path to salvation the people increased and with them the people who curse him, the child with eyes now full of tears from despair covered his ears with his hands to stop listening to people.

Up to a certain point that his own body abandoned him collapsing on the remains of a house banging his back on the debris, now his gaze focused on the full moon that illuminated the place together with the flames, the child remained there looking astonished at the moon that was shining in serene sky which was a little stained by the  smoke of the fire, like a desperate movement he reached out his hand twards  the moon as if he wanted tograp that luminous spehere in the sky to seek savation from this hell, but unfortunately other debris fell on top of him burying him leaving still visible the arm that tried to grab the moon.

But in that same landscape there was also another being who could not be called human but a demon.

Her eyes unleashed the place with her gaze looking for something, when she noticed people in danger calling her  seeking his help, the demon ignored them, in his eyes those people looking for help onliy be defined as insects, who werw only annoying the demon and wasting his time just togive him time that slight attention.

At some point a sigh of disappointment came out from the demon, he turned to the other side to leave, until he saw not far away a small arm protruding from the rubble of a collapsed wooden building, intrigued he came closer, it is for the demon's delight when they come closer he has that  debris to stretch his armored arm towards the arm of a child, he saw how the small hand immediately grabbed his arm.

feeling the small hand trying whith all his strength not to let go of his arm, the demon began to dig, when he magnaged to dig up the child's body saw the apperance of the child, a young whith red hair and amber eyes which for the moment show only  nothunghess as if he was missing something to coplete him, the child's condition could be defined as ver bad besides  his clothes being completely ruined and dirty with blood and dirt, his body is coverd is varius wounds formed by the collapse of debris that the fell on him.

The demon smiled more seeing the same arm of the child forcefully grabbing his for a desperate attempt to get up "it seems i didn't come here for nothing!" exclaim the demon in a proud tone is cheerful as he watched the child who tried to get up but was about to faint for all the stress accumulated to survive in this hell.

"Quiet brat, today you will live, your labors will be rewarded with salvation." the demon continued to speak, grabbing the child as he put him in his arms, the child later fainted in his arms as his head rested in something very soft.