DanMachi one shots

Disciple of Albert

Albert Waldstein, a proud father and a rising hero. He had set out on a journey, a journey where the world was at stake. The time he spent with his family was long but not long enough, his daughter was barely the age of 3 when he had left by now she is the age of 5. Albert wished he could see his family but he knew it was best for them, him being near them would only cause greater troubles. While on his journey he encountered a boy lonely, lost and forgotten. This is the story of Albert's disciple, Bell

Albert POV
It was now 2 years since I left For my journey, I hope Ais can forgive me. But I understand why she might hate me, after all it seems like I abandoned them. I'm really sorry Aria I wish we could have raised our daughter together. I made my way to the nearest town and I encountered a young boy he had white hair and red eyes but the most notable thing about him was his scars, he had a lot of them. The boy reminded Albert a lot of himself when he was younger, a boy who had gotten the short stick of reality.

"Hey kid, you need help?" Albert asked while holding out his hand

"No" Bell said, before standing back up and making his way back to the town

"Something seems wrong" Albert thought, "hey kid! Wait up" Albert called out

"The names Albert Waldstein, what's your name?" Albert asked while catching up to the kid

"Bell, just Bell" Bell said as he continued to walk

"Okay, Bell-kun" Albert said, "can you show me around town?"

"Sorry Waldstein-san, but I must return home" Bell said, "if you need help talk to the locals"

Bell went home, he noticed the glares the boy received as he continued to walk. He decided to wait until the boy opened up, he continued to go ask for information, he learned that the tavern was the next place to gather information

Tavern
Albert entered the lively environment of the fine establishment. Cheers and the clashing of cups could be heard. All the people present seemed to be happy about something so he decided to ask the barkeeper why every was so happy

"Excuse me, why is everyone celebrating?" Albert asked, "am I missing some big festival?"

"Well, I wouldn't call it a festival, but everyone is celebrating because they burned down the house that belonged to that wretched demon and his son" the barkeep said

"What does the son look like" Albert asked

"He had white hair, and those blood red eyes, eyes of a demon. Honestly we're glad that he'll be gone soon" the barkeep boasted.

Albert ran outside the tavern and saw a house being burned just across the town, he rushed there and saw many people cheering with pitch forks and touches in their hands. He wasted no second and rushed to help the boy.

"Bell-kun! Can you hear me!?" Albert yelled out. He heard faint coughing and quickly ran to check the source. He only saw Bell trapped in rubble and quickly helped him out. He got out the house safely with Bell, but Bell started to struggle, trying to get out of Albert's hold

"Oto-san!" Bell screamed out while trying to run back to the house

"Bell-kun, I'm sorry, but it's too late. You were the only survivor" Albert said with a look of distress on his face. Bell wasn't going to give up, he got out of Albert's hood and ran to the house, until it exploded, the shockwave knocked Bell off his feet. The only thing that stood on the rubble was a sword, one that emitted great power.

"Oto-san! That's not fair! W..Why did you leave me! Why is that cursed sword the only thing that stays! W..Why please tell me.." Bell said in agony. Without warning the sword floated from its spot towards Bell, his body had absorbed the sword.