The echo of his boots against the surface of the strangely tiled floor of the lab section of the school was so eerie it made him want to tiptoe. He checked his card tag again to confirm the number on it. "036..." he repeated in his head. He was walking as fast as he could, counting the number on the laboratory doors. "030... 031... 033..." "Okay slow down ass!" Magus called, panting behind him. He dropped the two kegs of water in his hands.He turned back to him, staring him down with his eyes. "You are lucky, we are here." He inserted the key attached to his card tag into the keyhole and turned, the door clicked open and he pushed it in. Magus lifted the two kegs inside, half dragging - half lifting and cursing the world for creating him with hands. Coral enjoyed this moment more than he admitted to himself, his lips curled up in a wicked grin. He entered the laboratory and found it quite adequate, it had everything he needed, from glass tubes to a big square pit. The equipmen
He didn't need to do anything else here, for the main time he had to start studying. He needed to learn a lot about so many minerals and so many plants. With his stone identification skill and plant analysis skill, it was going to be easier for him, still he had a lot to study. The book, Herbs and Magic had a very misleading title. It didn't have anything to do with Herbs and magic, sure maybe it taught lots of herbs and potions for sorcerers, but it's main purpose was actually to teach basic sorcerers to increase their magical force so as to ascend to the next order. He walked out of the laboratory with Magus and headed straight for his dorm to start reading or sleep, or whatever he felt like. After school and registration, with the just concluded experiment, he felt the need to rest. He was going to head out at night to the gym to train his mortal body. He woke up at around nineteen hours in the evening feeling lightheaded, sleeping for one and a half hours wasn't really the rest
The floor creaked eerily as they stepped on the floorboards of the house. Dried leaves littered the entrance, the following passage empty and silent like the graves. The front door swung, and Arlo jerked, pointing his MAC-114 at it. "Activate your UV visors." he ordered the team of six beside him. All of them dressed in the same black vest and trousers, all taped with kevlar. Their faces are covered in black masks. The team responded to his orders and they trooped in a uniformed and precise formation. The passageway as seen from the visors was empty and seemingly endless. The walls held different writings and palm prints. The languages were recorded by their visors and were being streamed live by the 'Sector.' A division of the United Nations Alliance Force (UNAF). Arlo got their call while he was in the hospital, keeping his sister company. It was supposed to be his leave. He'd just finished a mission about two weeks ago! His captain told him they needed him back on the job for on
Arlo couldn't understand it, it was something straight out of Aria's video games and shows. It had wings made of skin that seemed to be lined with talons at connected angles. Its face was like that of a devil's, exactly like the gargoyles from movies. Its hand contained talons that were fastened into the soldier's chest, its talons pierced through three levels of kevlar. "Holy!" Jake screamed and released a rain of bullets on the creature which didn't seem fazed, every other person stepped back, but the beast just kept on working forward. Arlo who seemed to understand their titanium piercing, self exploding, poison ejecting bullet from the MAC-114 won't work. He ran straight for one of the fires that lit the room and threw it at the monster, and he followed it with a grenade. His team dove off the ground and an explosion shook the room. The creature collapsed into cement. "What the hell was that?" "I think that was a Gargoyle!" Arlo said. His sister had always forced him to sit do
"That wasn't very nice," the lady said, still standing. He seemed to have imagined the thud. "I left you alive and saved you for last, so you will have last words privileges and this is how you treat me, with noise?" she said. "Look at your friends." she said as the door opened. He turned his head slowly. Jake and Nat were on the floor, dead. "So as I was saying. Let me try a poem of mine. I don't really. I am not good at it. Let's see!" She cleared her throat."I am the pale old lady that haunts your dreams,""Woven into a poem from your kin's awful dreams,"Cries were made from brooks and streams,"About I, the one who makes all scream,"Just as she finished her eyes glowed a deep green. She looked directly in his eyes and he screamed, as it was as if he was staring into the eyes of death itself. He felt his life crawl away and it was gonna be the end of him until a voice stopped the process.Arlo could make the image of a man and a ball like thingy. He was sure he could clearly h
Just as his drop of blood landed on the piece of paper a surge went through his system. The world closed down. Veins bulge from his body, he felt himself being drawn into a whirlpool. Pain attacked his nerves like a series of piercing needles. His heart bloated like it was going to explode, he felt his teeth were way more than thirty two. He held his chest and fell to the ground crouching in pain. He tore at his own face, tearing the skin off it. His body began to squirm like a worm was passing through his insides. He rolled on the floor, his body jerking unnaturally and his fingers were curled like a leper's. He felt his bones crack, till he couldn't contain the pain anymore and he let out a piercing scream that was followed by an explosion of his head. And silence became prominent. All noise died. He opened his eyes, and a large screen hung over the space right above his eyes. The screen held a blue color and a little information was written on it. It possessed the vibes he got f
He was standing above two people, they were dead. The man was white haired, his wrinkled face still prominent even though he was covered in crimson. He turned to the woman and found her head a few centimeters away from her neck, she was facing sideways, her skin had already lost any luster it could have possessed. Somehow he knew they were his parents and he felt a knot of sadness in him. He held his abdomen and limped backwards, scanning his environment. His ear howled, allowing the sounds of him stepping on shards of glass in the scattered unlit room, seeming distant like the light of the stars. He collided with a piece of furniture and almost reeled backwards. He staggered and found his footing, just as he did, a bird fluttered past him and he fell back cause of shock and the pain in his abdomen tugged at him once more. He groaned and gasped. On the ground he fell towards, his hand felt a metallic piece and he traced it. It was a dagger, he held it in his hand. The thought of d
The stench of smoke and blood made him cough as he trudged forward on the rocky terrain of his town; Vailand. The gash in his stomach had stopped stinging him thanks to the female warrior who saved his life; Tina. He would have tried talking to her, but all he could do was thank her before he passed out. He had been awoken by the other male warrior, a mean guy with a lightning scar across his nose. He had tried to gather his thoughts when Ag popped up again.He'd since then been fiddling with the system in his head. He acquired a reward of two ES that he'd later known to be Essence. This essence would help him improve his magical energy. He was a Order 0 Sorcerer and he was currently at level One. His level progress had increased to fifty percent after he improved it with the 2ES he was rewarded with. Ag had notified him that missions would be harder as they progressed. He was currently reading about his skills, Heaven's Winter and Hell's Wrath./Skill Library: Heaven's Winter: A sk