FAWE

The Brothers

I waited all day until I had free time to go and see Mr. Rocy. I needed to hear a FAWEs point of view on the history.

The teachers could tell that I was distracted, but none of them said a word about it. Mr. Cew was replaced with another Water elementalist that didnt seem very calm. She was furious when she found out that I was the one to injure Mr. Cew. Im guessing that they had been an item.

Finally, when I had free time, I went to the lower level of classroom caves. I followed the pale gray-white triangle into a classroom with many tunnels. Wind whistled through the tunnels, making the central cave very noisy.

A young man sat on a mat in the middle of the cave. He was reading a book, though his blonde hair kept falling into his eyes. It took him a minute before he noticed me. He looked up, smiled, and said, Hello, Ava. Come here to learn your history, I bet. A bit strange that you arent scheduled for my class.

I nodded, not knowing what to say. I had only heard a Giratinas version of the history of the FAWE and Giratina. What would a FAWE say?

Well, you might want to sit. This history is long and eventful. Ill send a note to your next hour teacher, Mr. Rocy said, his light blue eyes bright with glee. He waved his hand, and a bird made out of compressed air appeared on his shoulder. Mr. Rocy spoke to it, and it shrieked. Then it flew off down the tunnel.

I pointed after it, at a loss for words. Mr. Rocy smiled, and said, Air messengers. Much easier than a written note. They always find the recipient. And they are also undetectable. Most useful during the war.

You were in a war? I asked, not really believing it. Mr. Rocy looked to be in his twenties, and his hands werent scarred like Mr. Hinks. Mr. Rocy flapped his hand, and said, The great Giratina-FAWE war. But Im getting ahead of myself. You asked for history, not spoilers.

I sat down on a mat, and faced the teacher. His gaze was rapt on mine, and his words were stronger, sharper. They were the words of a prideful FAWE.

FAWE came from what is known as Lupas. We are cousins of a sort. Some Lupas could control fire, ice, and shadows. Those Lupas left the pack, and journeyed south to South America. The new pack was known as the Aldernari. The leaders of the Aldernari were two twin brothers. One could control fire, and the other had the peculiar power of controlling the earth.

The brothers have no names, not that we know. We simply call them the Fire Brother and the Earth Brother, respectively. The two brothers fought for control of the pack, and sections of the continent where they resided were destroyed.

Finally, the Fire Brother wielded an iron blade against his twin. As iron is dangerous to FAWE, the blade poisoned the Earth Brother. But his magic was strong within him, so he was able to leave the battle with only a horrible scar across his face. This scar is known as the Ferreus Cicatrix: the Iron Scar.

The Earth Brother fled, holding his scarred face in defeat. His followers joined him in exile. They became known as the Giratina: ruthless murderers, savages, and monsters. Legends say that they created storms to wipe out the Aldernari pack, but to no avail.

The Aldernari, during the war between the brothers, had found new magic: the magic of the elements. The magic changed them, turned their blood from red to white. Now, elements could be summoned by emotions instead of instinct. And that made them stronger.

The Aldernari, under the control of the Fire Brother, became known as the FAWE. The war between the twin brothers became known as the Elementum Pagnum, or Battle of the Elements. The magic of the elements changed the FAWE so much that they abandoned the ability to turn into wolves. Who would want to be mangy beasts when you can have the power of nature itself?

The FAWE moved west, to an island off the coast of Peru. They named the island Zelda, and reside here to this day. Stories say, however, that a great war erupted between the FAWE and Giratina a long time ago. This war decimated both sides, but exterminated all of the Giratina. Now, the FAWE live in peace, as our enemies are long gone.

Mr. Rocy stopped talking, and stared at me. I took all of this in, and compared it to the story that Mr. Hink told me. It seemed like Mr. Rocy didnt know about the two secret Giratina children, or the curse the Fire Brother put on the diamond. But a line from the WhiteBlood Prophecy rang in my mind.

Howling with delight, the storm will be chased away. If the FAWE and Giratina used to be wolves, Lupas, then why did the prophecy speak about howling? And why would a Giratina-summoned storm be chased away by a Giratina?

Did the Giratina forget how to shift as well? I asked, still thinking about the line. Mr. Rocy blinked at me, then said, I dont know. Some stories say they did, but other stories say that there are giant wolves in the woods that are actually Giratina. I believe the former, because Ive never seen a wolf the size of a horse in the Farore Forest.

I nodded, then asked, Did Giratina have different colored blood? Because you said that the magic changed the FAWEs blood from red to white. What about the Giratina?

Mr. Rocy shifted, and I could tell that he wasnt used to so many Giratina-related questions. As far as the story goes, the Giratina were still considered Aldernari, so their blood would be white as well.

I nodded, then said, Ive never seen a FAWE bleed, though. Not even in combat training. Mr. Rocy shifted again, and said, Ava, I think you need to leave. This questioning has gone on too long.

I rose to my feet, towering over Mr. Rocy. He looked up at me, and I said, Youre just avoiding difficult questions because you cant answer them. Anger flashed across the teachers face, and he rose to his feet. He was only slightly taller than me.

I would be careful if I were you, Ava. Dangerous things happen to those who ask dangerous questions, he said softly. I smiled, anger and happiness trilling through me like birdsong. I am dangerous, in case you havent heard, I said.

Mr. Rocys eyes glowed, and he snarled, Id be careful if I were you. Pride has felled more people than you can imagine. I stared at him, and said, Its not pride. Its knowledge.

With that, I turned around and walked out of his room.