It had been a week since the Black Angel had rescued the mamono from the gallows beneath Belem, and in that time the Black Angel hadn`t gotten much sleep, as whenever he shut his eyes, he knew that a mamono was about to meet an unfortunate end.
But after 4 days, his body couldn`t continue being active nearly 24/7 and the Black Angel knew he wouldn`t be able to help any mamono if he was dead.
Currently the Black Angel was standing above a grave, unmasked. He had rarely allowed himself to walk around in public unmasked, but on this occasion, it would be downright disrespectful to go the cemetery with a mask on.
Especially his deceased father`s grave.
With a heavy sigh, he placed a fresh batch of flowers above his father`s grave.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF:
ALLEN JOSEPH HAYDEN
Was all that was written on the tombstone.
Today the Black Angel was not a vigilante helping those in need; today he was Jonathan Hayden.
"Dad I wish you were still here, if I had known why you betrayed the Order to save innocent lives who didn`t deserve to die, I wouldn`t have-" Jonathan choked out, the memory still too painful.
Flashback
"Hey dad your back!" A 10 year old Jonathan cried out in joy as he ran up to his father to hug him.
"Hey Johnny, have you been behaving while I was gone?" Allen said in a soft voice that was unbefitting of his big burly stature.
"I have dad." Jonathan replied.
A woman soon approached the duo whilst holding a toddler by her hip. "Sir Allen! Your son was nothing but a ruffian during your absense. Not only did he allow his younger brother to CLIMB a tree that had a beehive on it, he was laughing at it!" the woman said sharply.
"Jonathan is this true?" Allen asked his son disappointedly.
"I was ready to catch him if he fell!" Jonathan said in his defense.
"Jonathan I`m disappointed in you, you`re grounded until morning."
"But dad-"
"No buts Jonathan, go to your room now, it`s late anyway." Allen stated.
"It`s only the after-"
Allen shot his son a death glare that made Jonathan scurry to his room.
Once Jonathan was in his room he took off his armour and placed it on the armour stand.
"Miss Hemsworth, I know Jonathan can be a bit... much sometimes, but you must understand the boy lost his mother when he was only 6." Allen said.
"But making his brother clime a tree Sir Allen? That is a bit extreme, don`t you think."
"I know, being a single parent isn`t easy, and with me going on these missions for weeks at end I can`t devout enough time for Jonathan and Nathan. Perhaps he is doing that to get attention." Allen said with a sad sigh as he poured himself a glass of liquor.
In the other room instead of going to bed, Jonathan was secretly listening to the conversation the mention of his mother saddening him slightly.
Timeskip: 2 Days later
An angry crowd had gathered around in the town square, hurling insults at the man being escorted by guards.
An irritated Jonathan was watching the man, none other than disgraced hero Allen Hayden being sent to the gallows.
While the guards were putting the noose around his neck, a scrawny red haired man was reading out Allen`s "crimes" to the people.
"Allen Hayden, for assisting and rescuing monsters you are to be hereby hanged like the common criminal you are. Any last words traitor!?" the man sneered the last past.
"Yes. The only monsters I see are the priests and knights of the Order, especially you Remy." Allen spat out.
"Defiant to the end huh Allen?" Remy snickered and with the pull of a leaver, the floor beneath Allen opened.
Flashback: End
It started to rain now, and Jonathan decided to head back to his home as he was finished paying respects to his father`s grave.
Night time quickly approached, and Jonathan donned his alter ego of the "Black Angel" and made his way to another Order settlement by silently following a nearby garrison of knights.
Many gruelling hours had passed until the knights finally arrived at their destination, The city`s giant metal gates immediately opening for the knights. Jonathan however conjured a spell that made his hands sticky, thereby allowing him to scale the city`s walls with ease. Knocking out the archers was not an issue for Jonathan, and once they were out of the way he continued to follow the knights to the castle that seemed to their new destination.
A feeling of unease swelled up inside Jonathan, he hoped that no mamono were seriously injured, or worse dead. Resisting the urge to just beat up the guards right then and there