Walking The Wrong Path

A Storm Is Coming

Chapter 25: A storm is Coming.

A/N: This. Is. A. Reupload. 

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It's been a couple days since Bell encountered that man at night. He has yet to tell anyone about it and most likely won't be for a decent amount of time for now.

Right now he's sitting in Folkvangr in Freya's private room, sitting at a tea table in the balcony and having some tea with Freya. For the past couple weeks he has been hanging out with Freya and her familia a bit. Not all of them, just Ottar and her mainly. Sometimes Hedin, but that's only when he sparred against him.

"So Bell kun how have you been these past few days?" Freya asked with her usual sultry voice, but at a single glance it was obvious that she was happy that Bell was doing this.

She knew that Bell's heart was no longer hers to capture, normally she wouldn't give up but rather than being in conflict with herself, she preferred to watch things over. She can always until his next life time.

"Oh y'know the usual," Bell shrugged, "you know the deal with Rena already, took Riveria shopping because this woman doesn't have a sense of fashion, killed some bugs."

"Bugs?" Freya repeated questioningly.

"If I may mistress, I believe that he is referring to dogs sent by Evilus," Ottar explained. Bell smiled gently and mouthed a 'thanks' to him.

"Well that is quite disturbing. How did you come across said 'bugs'?"

"Oh well I was just chilling in my room, reading a book and then I hear weird footsteps. Find the guy, looking like he got rocked to cloud 9 and decided to kill him before he could explode in my house." Bell casually responded. Freya giggled with elegance.

"You've changed so much Bell kun. I still remembered as if it were just yesterday when you would blush if any woman was in a 5 meter radius, and now? That same old Bell kun, has a wife, is one of the strongest and completely aware of my affection." Freya swooned a bit.

Bell looked at her with a blank expression for a moment before looking at Ottar, "I didn't change that much did I?"

...

Now it was Freya's turn to stare blankly. Hell Ottar looks like he's just passed out even though he hasn't even moved an inch! The only sign being that fact his irises were nowhere to be seen.

"Um...Bell kun? Is it possible, this late that you haven't realised how you've changed?" Freya asked almost doubting her own words.

Bell simply shrugged, "I mean I didn't do anything major. I just picked up drinking a bit, started preparing to exterminate Evilus and got married, that's it."

'THAT'S IT?!'

"Bell kun, you literally swivelled from an innocent rabbit to becoming the 'white death'" Freya reminded with air quotation marks.

Bell cringed as soon as she spoke those words. " I didn'-" He tried to speak but under Freya's gaze it was clear that he couldn't say much, sighing in defeat, he reached to his back holster and took out a very familiar mask. The same mask he had used to hide his maniacal grin. Bell felt ashamed of himself, everytime he remembered how he found glee in murdering those, who killed his familia. He wore that mask to act as a disguise but also as a way to hide that smile.

"See?"

"The only reason I stopped acting as White Death was because Ouranos outed me anyways, there was no point in the mask anymore." Bell replied. "But I guess I really did change a lot. Is it a bad one?"