The skeletons are in the closet for a reason.-----Sora didn't need Maximus to nudge him slightly for him to know that it was him that Dolan was speaking to. He crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. "You know who did it."The gold eyes glimmered before Dolan closed them and took a deep breath. When he opened them, there was nothing for anyone to read. "So the Ring of Power is the random ring you found?"Suddenly, everything fell into place as soon as the name rolled of Dolan's tongue as Maximus realized exactly what was wrong. He remembered an eight-year-old Dolan recounting to them one story night about a power hungry Mage who created the ring with samples from the strongest and most powerful beings short of the gods. He remembered how he explained the Mage coated the ring with gold as a way to contain the ring's vast power and sealed it with her own, powerful magic.The ring worked a little too effectively and gave the bear
But the oddest teacher of all is experience for she gives the test first and the lesson afterwards.=====When Hope opened his eyes, he was on the couch facing Dolan so he could see what the Vampire was doing. He then sat up, frowning as the blanket rolled off him; why did he feel warm?He then placed his arm against his neck, frowning at the warmth he was producing which he found odd seeing that he had always been cold-blooded."Dolan?"He cringed at how hoarse his voice sounded before smiling slightly as a tired Dolan handed him a glass of water. "Morning Hope. Are you really awake or are you about to manifest again?" "Whatever do you mean?"Hope then looked around the room and frowned, turning his attention back to Dolan who had wandered to the other side of the room to pick something from the table there. "Dolly, what did you do to me? I'm producing heat." He asked.Dolan didn't face him. "We're about to find out."Hope wa
You know what they say; no pain, no gain.-----Sora was instructed to lay on the table by Wynter, dressed similarly to Hope and Maximus, who attended to the burns on the Angel's back after cutting what remained of the shirt.Dolan was flipping through his book, probably trying to glean last minute information on the surgery he was about to perform. He closed the book and turned his gaze to Rowan. "Does Beast have any idea on this?""Sadly, no."Sora realized he was tense as it dawned on him that he would actually be getting the operation to remove his wings. Dolan glanced at his friends as if asking for one of them to do something.He relaxed slightly when hesitant hands rubbed his lower back and carefully moved to his shoulders. "Relax, Sor. Dolly says it'll hurt less if you aren't tense." Leilani muttered as Maximus continued his ministrations.Rowan stood at his right and griped his hand. "Just squeeze when it hurts, ok?"
They burnt the orphanage," he mummered while stroking the white kitten in his arms. He suddenly stopped stroking it and reached into the pocket of his robes and pulled out a scroll. Setting the kitten down, he handed it the scroll with a small smile.The feline seemed to know what to do; with a twitch of its ears, it ran away.The wind blew through his hair as he knelt by the ashes hoping to find something- anything."Do not touch those," a voice whispered urgently, breaking him out of his reverie. He stared at the owner of the voice whose eyes held genuine concern, "Ne- er, The Emperor will have your head.""What happened?" he asked, ignoring the warning as his fingers inched towards the ash.When he realized she wouldn't answer, he placed his palm on the ash only for images of gasoline, fires, locked doors, and people- children to be specific- screaming. He frowned at the images. "What happened?" he found himself asking for the second time that night."The people. Where are they?"
You and I both know I was not the villain of our story but if you want to play victim, I'll be the villain you need.-------Maximus was usually very peaceful and refrained from doing or saying anything that might make you think otherwise but as he read the letter, he thought maybe just this once he was excused from playing nice. He then scoffed to himself showing his more than obvious displeasure towards the letter he had just received from a good friend of his.Why was he considered a bad person when he did not go around burning orphanages whenever he was in a bad mood?Was this some kind of twisted joke to make the rebellion look bad?"I'd like to see how they pin this on The Rebellion as well."He let out a sigh when he realized the guilty party was in no way affected by his anger. Heck, they probably did not know of his existence. As far as they were concerned, so long as the majority loved them, nothing really was the matter.The birds started singing their melodies reminding th
Mirror, mirror on the wall,Whom is the most broken of them all?---------------Sora stabbed the dummy, completely disarming it causing their instructor to call it quits for the day."Didn't you say disarming these ugly dolls would be easy?" Sir Nicholas tsked. The others stared at the shoes, suddenly wondering if they had always been that interesting.Sora let out a silent sigh, perhaps he shouldn't have tried to disarm the dummy; he would not live to hear the end of it.Sir Nicholas immediately spotted him in the crowd and called him in front where he announced that the only reason they would all be going their homes that day was that he was the only one who managed to disarm a dummy.He faced Sora, "You know what? You can come tomorrow but not for training.""Uh... ok," Sora nodded before bowing slightly and following the many other soldiers; he was never going to live this down.He kept his head down as he walked past them in the locker room and went to have a shower to relax his
Do monsters make war or does war make monsters?---------Leilani was petting a raven with gold eyes when she heard someone knocking on her door. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, "You may enter."She then faced her visitor. "King Leonardo," she addressed him with a curtsey, "May His Majesty live forever. Sorry for the current state you have found me in. I had no idea of your arrival.""You may rise."Leilani straightened and watched with worry in her gaze as he approached her causing a slight furrow in her brow.Did I do anything wrong? I did something wrong, didn't I?Before she could continue overthinking, The King pulled her in for a tight embrace, which caused her to feel her face heat up. "Y- Your Highness," she let out an awkward laugh, "Is something the matter?""Far from it," he breathed as he pulled away, "Your probation is over, My Queen.""It's been six years already?" she frowned as she looked at her shoes. He lifted her head using her chin and grinned, "N
There will always be three sides of a story: yours, theirs and the truth.-----"Heroes never lie," she whispered with a fond smile."Perhaps they don't have the time and energy to," Rowan retaliated, "I mean, they clean up after everyone and fight villains all the time. They barely have time for themselves as it is."I'm no hero, mum. I'm not good enough to be one."You probably hate me for putting you in an orphanage despite being alive."You aren't wrong there.But did Rowan hate the woman who carried him for nine months and birthed him?He didn't; he just wanted to know her reasons for abandoning him and only paying visits to the orphanage but never asked for him back.Normally, the thought of someone abandoning him made him livid but the woman in her bed in her shabby home loved him unconditionally and because of that, he was more than willing to forgive her.He smiled sadly at her. She wasn't going to make it. "Why didn't you go to a hospital, mum?" he asked as he grabbed her f