Chapter 63: 63 - Anger
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*Stupid Papa! Stop!
Stupid!
Papa*!
Three sweet, childish voices screamed in Fang's mind and a moment later, the door was thrown open violently and Pax ran in with a thunderous expression on his face. He snatched away the knife in Fang's hand and slapped him, hard.
"What the hell are you doing?" Pax shouted.
Fang had never seen Pax so angry before. He smiled awkwardly and threw up his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"I wasn't trying to kill myself, seriously," he said in a small voice. "I just found out something accidentally and was... experimenting." He held out his hand. "Give me the knife, I'll show you if you don't believe me."
"No need," Pax said coldly. "You've been trying to stab yourself all over with this knife and it keeps bouncing off, isn't that right?"
Fang's eyes widened in shock. "How did you know?" he asked.
"Because that moron Ren left a reflection magic on you," Pax said. "It is easier and can work over a long distance or time, unlike protection magic which needs to be cast at least once a day."
Fang suddenly had a horrible feeling of dread well up in the pit of his stomach. Not even stopping to think how Pax could possibly know so much about magic all of a sudden, he asked, "What is reflection magic?"
"It is exactly what it sounds like. It reflects any damage suffered by the person on whom the magic is cast on to the person who cast the magic," Pax said coldly. "While you were happily stabbing yourself here, Ren is out there taking the hit for you."
Fang felt dizzy. He... he'd injured Ren...?! And here he'd been, wallowing in self pity and thinking that Ren didn't care for him anymore...but Ren...that stupid man...he'd done such a thing?! How could he?! Fang was in a daze, drowning in his guilt. Ren had left behind such a thing to protect Fang even in his absence...
Pax's phone rang.
"I've administered first aid, and I'm airlifting him as soon as possible. I'll see you in a few hours," Wolf spoke in a rush.
"All right," Pax said with a sigh. He had been happily playing in the garden with the three little furballs when all three of them had suddenly started whining.
Daddy...Daddy is hurt. Snow - the only one who could form simple sentences had told Pax.
Smoke and Shadow too had cried softly, their ears drooping. Help Daddy. Uncle Pax!
Pax had immediately called his brother and asked him to check on Ren urgently.
Wolf, who had reserved a room for himself in the same hotel as Ren, had rushed to Ren's room and had been nearly scared to death when he found Ren collapsed on the floor in a pool of his own blood. He'd checked Ren quickly and found that he was covered in knife wounds - but there was no knife in sight and there was no sign of anyone else having been in the room, either.
Thankfully, Wolf was adept in first aid and had taken care of Ren's wounds in a fast an efficient manner. But Ren needed professional care as soon as possible and Wolf was about to take him to a hospital - but Ren opened his eyes and said firmly, "Take me home," he pleaded, his golden eyes dimmed with pain and his complexion ashen from losing so much blood. "Take me to Fang. Please, Wolf."
Wolf couldn't deny such a request. He nodded and promised to get him home right away.
Ren rewarded him with a small smile and fainted again.
Wolf had immediately called his subir and made arrangements for a medically equipped aircraft to take Ren home. Then he'd called Pax.
The twins had understood what had happened very clearly. Ren and Fang had no idea that the twins were actually expert magicians. And both of them were livid with rage.
Wolf had no doubt that Pax was chewing out Fang at the moment. As for Ren...his scolding would have to wait until he was a bit better. No one would have the heart to shout at someone who looked so frail.
But this kind of stupidity...of all things on earth, why the hell would Ren choose reflection magic?! Did he have so much faith in Fang...or did he simply have a death wish?!
However, on thinking a little more about it...Wolf could actually understand Ren's motivation. Anyone with eyes could see that Ren loved Fang with all his heart...but Fang was still insecure and had trust issues - not surprising given the horrible things he'd faced in his short life. Fang definitely had some form of PTSD, and Wolf knew that Ren wanted Fang to undergo therapy, but also didn't want to force Fang. Ren's recent disappearance seemed to have worked initially, fo Fang had actually gone and met a psychiatrist and a therapist and now had regular sessions with both. He was getting better...but now, this happened.
In a way, though, Wolf thought wryly, this was the best way to punish Fang or to get him to take care of himself. As the one who'd trained Fang in combat, Wolf knew how reckless the teenager could be and it had always been clear to him that deep down, Fang really didn't care about himself or his own welfare...but when it came to Ren, there was no one in the world who could care more for Ren than Fang did.
And thus, the best - and perhaps the only - way to get teach Fang a lesson was to show him definitively that any hurt suffered by Fang would literally harm Ren.
But even though Wolf understood Ren's motivation...it didn't stop him from being angry. Fang's stabs hadn't been light...the boy had probably found it very interesting that his skin had turned impenetrable and had tried to experiment.
How stupid! Couldn't Ren have at least informed Pax about using such dangerous magic?! What if Fang accidentally killed him?! If Wolf hadn't been there, if Pax hadn't realised what was happening, if the twins didn't have magic...Ren would have bled to death by now instead of being on his way home.
Wolf gritted his teeth in anger yet again, looking at the pale faced unconscious brat next to him.
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*Stupid Papa! Stop!
Stupid!
Papa*!
Three sweet, childish voices screamed in Fang's mind and a moment later, the door was thrown open violently and Pax ran in with a thunderous expression on his face. He snatched away the knife in Fang's hand and slapped him, hard.
"What the hell are you doing?" Pax shouted.
Fang had never seen Pax so angry before. He smiled awkwardly and threw up his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"I wasn't trying to kill myself, seriously," he said in a small voice. "I just found out something accidentally and was... experimenting." He held out his hand. "Give me the knife, I'll show you if you don't believe me."
"No need," Pax said coldly. "You've been trying to stab yourself all over with this knife and it keeps bouncing off, isn't that right?"
Fang's eyes widened in shock. "How did you know?" he asked.
"Because that moron Ren left a reflection magic on you," Pax said. "It is easier and can work over a long distance or time, unlike protection magic which needs to be cast at least once a day."
Fang suddenly had a horrible feeling of dread well up in the pit of his stomach. Not even stopping to think how Pax could possibly know so much about magic all of a sudden, he asked, "What is reflection magic?"
"It is exactly what it sounds like. It reflects any damage suffered by the person on whom the magic is cast on to the person who cast the magic," Pax said coldly. "While you were happily stabbing yourself here, Ren is out there taking the hit for you."
Fang felt dizzy. He... he'd injured Ren...?! And here he'd been, wallowing in self pity and thinking that Ren didn't care for him anymore...but Ren...that stupid man...he'd done such a thing?! How could he?! Fang was in a daze, drowning in his guilt. Ren had left behind such a thing to protect Fang even in his absence...
Pax's phone rang.
"I've administered first aid, and I'm airlifting him as soon as possible. I'll see you in a few hours," Wolf spoke in a rush.
"All right," Pax said with a sigh. He had been happily playing in the garden with the three little furballs when all three of them had suddenly started whining.
Daddy...Daddy is hurt. Snow - the only one who could form simple sentences had told Pax.
Smoke and Shadow too had cried softly, their ears drooping. Help Daddy. Uncle Pax!
Pax had immediately called his brother and asked him to check on Ren urgently.
Wolf, who had reserved a room for himself in the same hotel as Ren, had rushed to Ren's room and had been nearly scared to death when he found Ren collapsed on the floor in a pool of his own blood. He'd checked Ren quickly and found that he was covered in knife wounds - but there was no knife in sight and there was no sign of anyone else having been in the room, either.
Thankfully, Wolf was adept in first aid and had taken care of Ren's wounds in a fast an efficient manner. But Ren needed professional care as soon as possible and Wolf was about to take him to a hospital - but Ren opened his eyes and said firmly, "Take me home," he pleaded, his golden eyes dimmed with pain and his complexion ashen from losing so much blood. "Take me to Fang. Please, Wolf."
Wolf couldn't deny such a request. He nodded and promised to get him home right away.
Ren rewarded him with a small smile and fainted again.
Wolf had immediately called his subir and made arrangements for a medically equipped aircraft to take Ren home. Then he'd called Pax.
The twins had understood what had happened very clearly. Ren and Fang had no idea that the twins were actually expert magicians. And both of them were livid with rage.
Wolf had no doubt that Pax was chewing out Fang at the moment. As for Ren...his scolding would have to wait until he was a bit better. No one would have the heart to shout at someone who looked so frail.
But this kind of stupidity...of all things on earth, why the hell would Ren choose reflection magic?! Did he have so much faith in Fang...or did he simply have a death wish?!
However, on thinking a little more about it...Wolf could actually understand Ren's motivation. Anyone with eyes could see that Ren loved Fang with all his heart...but Fang was still insecure and had trust issues - not surprising given the horrible things he'd faced in his short life. Fang definitely had some form of PTSD, and Wolf knew that Ren wanted Fang to undergo therapy, but also didn't want to force Fang. Ren's recent disappearance seemed to have worked initially, fo Fang had actually gone and met a psychiatrist and a therapist and now had regular sessions with both. He was getting better...but now, this happened.
In a way, though, Wolf thought wryly, this was the best way to punish Fang or to get him to take care of himself. As the one who'd trained Fang in combat, Wolf knew how reckless the teenager could be and it had always been clear to him that deep down, Fang really didn't care about himself or his own welfare...but when it came to Ren, there was no one in the world who could care more for Ren than Fang did.
And thus, the best - and perhaps the only - way to get teach Fang a lesson was to show him definitively that any hurt suffered by Fang would literally harm Ren.
But even though Wolf understood Ren's motivation...it didn't stop him from being angry. Fang's stabs hadn't been light...the boy had probably found it very interesting that his skin had turned impenetrable and had tried to experiment.
How stupid! Couldn't Ren have at least informed Pax about using such dangerous magic?! What if Fang accidentally killed him?! If Wolf hadn't been there, if Pax hadn't realised what was happening, if the twins didn't have magic...Ren would have bled to death by now instead of being on his way home.
Wolf gritted his teeth in anger yet again, looking at the pale faced unconscious brat next to him.
*Stupid Papa! Stop!Stupid!Papa*!Three sweet, childish voices screamed in Fang's mind and a moment later, the door was thrown open violently and Pax ran in with a thunderous expression on his face. He snatched away the knife in Fang's hand and slapped him, hard."What the hell are you doing?" Pax shouted.Fang had never seen Pax so angry before. He smiled awkwardly and threw up his hands in a gesture of surrender."I wasn't trying to kill myself, seriously," he said in a small voice. "I just found out something accidentally and was... experimenting." He held out his hand. "Give me the knife, I'll show you if you don't believe me.""No need," Pax said coldly. "You've been trying to stab yourself all over with this knife and it keeps bouncing off, isn't that right?"Fang's eyes widened in shock. "How did you know?" he asked."Because that moron Ren left a reflection magic on you," Pax said. "It is easier and can work over a long distance or time, unlike protection magic which needs to be cast at least once a day."Fang suddenly had a horrible feeling of dread well up in the pit of his stomach. Not even stopping to think how Pax could possibly know so much about magic all of a sudden, he asked, "What is reflection magic?""It is exactly what it sounds like. It reflects any damage suffered by the person on whom the magic is cast on to the person who cast the magic," Pax said coldly. "While you were happily stabbing yourself here, Ren is out there taking the hit for you."Fang felt dizzy. He... he'd injured Ren...?! And here he'd been, wallowing in self pity and thinking that Ren didn't care for him anymore...but Ren...that stupid man...he'd done such a thing?! How could he?! Fang was in a daze, drowning in his guilt. Ren had left behind such a thing to protect Fang even in his absence...Pax's phone rang."I've administered first aid, and I'm airlifting him as soon as possible. I'll see you in a few hours," Wolf spoke in a rush."All right," Pax said with a sigh. He had been happily playing in the garden with the three little furballs when all three of them had suddenly started whining.Daddy...Daddy is hurt. Snow - the only one who could form simple sentences had told Pax.Smoke and Shadow too had cried softly, their ears drooping. Help Daddy. Uncle Pax!Pax had immediately called his brother and asked him to check on Ren urgently.Wolf, who had reserved a room for himself in the same hotel as Ren, had rushed to Ren's room and had been nearly scared to death when he found Ren collapsed on the floor in a pool of his own blood. He'd checked Ren quickly and found that he was covered in knife wounds - but there was no knife in sight and there was no sign of anyone else having been in the room, either.Thankfully, Wolf was adept in first aid and had taken care of Ren's wounds in a fast an efficient manner. But Ren needed professional care as soon as possible and Wolf was about to take him to a hospital - but Ren opened his eyes and said firmly, "Take me home," he pleaded, his golden eyes dimmed with pain and his complexion ashen from losing so much blood. "Take me to Fang. Please, Wolf."Wolf couldn't deny such a request. He nodded and promised to get him home right away.Ren rewarded him with a small smile and fainted again.Wolf had immediately called his subir and made arrangements for a medically equipped aircraft to take Ren home. Then he'd called Pax.The twins had understood what had happened very clearly. Ren and Fang had no idea that the twins were actually expert magicians. And both of them were livid with rage.Wolf had no doubt that Pax was chewing out Fang at the moment. As for Ren...his scolding would have to wait until he was a bit better. No one would have the heart to shout at someone who looked so frail.But this kind of stupidity...of all things on earth, why the hell would Ren choose reflection magic?! Did he have so much faith in Fang...or did he simply have a death wish?!However, on thinking a little more about it...Wolf could actually understand Ren's motivation. Anyone with eyes could see that Ren loved Fang with all his heart...but Fang was still insecure and had trust issues - not surprising given the horrible things he'd faced in his short life. Fang definitely had some form of PTSD, and Wolf knew that Ren wanted Fang to undergo therapy, but also didn't want to force Fang. Ren's recent disappearance seemed to have worked initially, fo Fang had actually gone and met a psychiatrist and a therapist and now had regular sessions with both. He was getting better...but now, this happened.In a way, though, Wolf thought wryly, this was the best way to punish Fang or to get him to take care of himself. As the one who'd trained Fang in combat, Wolf knew how reckless the teenager could be and it had always been clear to him that deep down, Fang really didn't care about himself or his own welfare...but when it came to Ren, there was no one in the world who could care more for Ren than Fang did.And thus, the best - and perhaps the only - way to get teach Fang a lesson was to show him definitively that any hurt suffered by Fang would literally harm Ren.But even though Wolf understood Ren's motivation...it didn't stop him from being angry. Fang's stabs hadn't been light...the boy had probably found it very interesting that his skin had turned impenetrable and had tried to experiment.How stupid! Couldn't Ren have at least informed Pax about using such dangerous magic?! What if Fang accidentally killed him?! If Wolf hadn't been there, if Pax hadn't realised what was happening, if the twins didn't have magic...Ren would have bled to death by now instead of being on his way home.Wolf gritted his teeth in anger yet again, looking at the pale faced unconscious brat next to him.
