"Variants are human beings who possess specific supernatural powers that have no origins in Arcane Magic," Diana explained. "Powers such as yours that cannot be recreated through regular magic without a series of extremely complex spells fall under that category." "Is that so?" Ryusuke asked with a thought expression. He pulled out his sword and unsheathed it slowly in clear view of everyone in the room. The last thing he wanted at the moment was for any of these monsters to take his actions as a threat. "Our clans gifted us with these weapons when we came of age. Iden-teki sōbi; that is what they are called where we come from." "Hereditary Gear," Lee translated for the rest of the room and nodded in understanding. "Guess that makes sense." "But that doesn't really clear up the picture as to what exactly their abilities are," Olivia pointed out the obvious flaw in that line of thought. "Variant abilities cannot be passed down from generation to generation like they said the
The blue irises of Rin's eyes narrowed considerably in an instant when she heard those words. A slight glow flashed through her eyes as she slowly asked Lee to go into detail about what he had said. "What's there to explain?" He replied and fell back in the couch lazily. "She must have gained a somewhat accurate measure of your strength to have decided to send you guys here all on your own without more backup." "But how?" Ryusuke wondered out loud. "We only ever came into contact with her once when she hired us. Every other communication following that was done though supernatural means." "Even a single glance is enough for a well trained wielder of the Celestial Eyes," Diana said. She would know, seeing as she had been trained for decades in the use of the gift. The Eyes of God always endeavored to watch out for its wielder, which was why it had not exposed its true self to the Hunters at any point in time before she had chosen to do so herself. After all, considering the mind be
"Thank you for your trust," Diana said and stared directly into the younger girl's eyes. The process was so quick that Rin barely even felt a thing as the consciousness of Diana Stone breezed through her lowered awareness and into the deep maze that was the mind of Rin Sakai. Mind reading was a very delicate technique that was done only by mages who had mastered the art of Ether Weaving. As the energy that was an omnipresent component of all matter, ether was of course present in the sensitive composition of the mind. If a mage wished to traverse through the mind of an individual, he or she would have to be quite skilled in ether manipulation through the use of one's own maybe energy, a technique called Ether Weaving. But Diana did not bother with any of those. Those conditions after all only applied to regular mages and the like. For someone like her who possessed the Eyes of God, it was child's play to infiltrate the mental depths of the female assassin's mind. Rather than h
"It's been a while since I walked these walls," Arthur mused out loud as he sauntered down a large old fashioned arched hallway that was constructed out of stone. His steps were light, so much so that it was practically impossible to hear them despite the emptiness of the hallway. The young man was dressed in a combination of black jeans and a burgundy form fitting shirt that was covered by a loose black jacket with multiple pockets on the side. His light blonde hair had also been parted to the side in a style quite similar to a wave, leaving the rest of his hair to smoothed down neatly. The overall demeanor of the young man was surprisingly light and at a sharp contrast to the gloominess of the large castle whose walls he was traversing. Soon he made his way out of that particular hallway and into a large traditional courtyard that all but radiated abandonment. The grassy areas had overgrown their boundaries and had already taken over most of the concrete pathways within the
It was very obvious that this person was the source of the sudden heat that had filled the room. A slight sweat broke out across Chuck's forehead, one that was not caused by the heat but rather by a subconscious apprehensiveness of the level of power that was just pouring off this individual. He knew who she was of course, though he had never seen her face before but he could not honestly say he wanted to. There were several rumours among the lower ranks of The Order about the mysterious Variant who always wore a veil and barely ever left the castle. Some people said it was because of her insane beauty that she hid herself from public view, a few others theorised that it might have something to do with her Variant ability. The latter was also rumored to be among the most powerful in the entire Order and at the moment Chuck was very much inclined to believe that. After all... This woman was a member of the Upper Four Heralds. "That is enough." Her voice was clear and crisp, and
"So what if he's strong?" Cindy spoke up first as expected by every body in the chamber. "He's a Variant just like the rest of us. And every Variant ability has a weakness. You said so yourself—" Katherine laughed. It was a small thing, soft and high in tone that lasted only a couple of seconds but it was enough to plunge the entire room into pensive silence. An uncertain frown grew on Cindy's beautiful face, one that only enhanced the vindictive smirk that Chuck had on as he watched the whole thing. Finally the woman spoke and the words she said were not at all what they had expected. "Yes you are right that I said that, as well as the fact that he is a Variant. But my dear, do not make the mistake of even imagining to be on the same level as a centuries old werewolf with powers whose origins you cannot even begin to comprehend." The woman then turned her gaze on the rest of the room. Her eyes glowed even brighter and her voice seemed to gain an additional echo to it. "While
The new week came far sooner than many students would have preferred, as was expected of them. Understandably this included the participants of the Tripartite Peace Program. Though given the hectic nature of the previous week, it was easy to understand just why they were so burned out. Due to the hovering threat of assassination that had borne down on the entire school, both the night walkers and the mages had been forbidden from leaving campus grounds by those among them who possessed the highest authority. For the vampires, that had been their own princess Veronica while it had been up to Whitney to keep the rest of her peers in line. It had not been as simple as it sounded though, but it had definitely helped that both girls were the most powerful in their respective factions present here and had developed a reputation for being particularly vindictive when they needed to be. As for the ones who had been responsible for inviting so much panic in the supernatural student body, t
"We'll get back to talking about our homicidal teammate later," Jade said, effectively dismissing the girl's concerns. "First you are going to tell us just what you're doing in a place like this?" "I told you, I just wanted to finish college like a normal person," Loretta replied. "Not everyone you see with powers is going to throw their lives away to get involved with the death trap that is the supernatural world." The dark haired Hunter stared pointedly at her for a few seconds before she leaned back and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Alright then. Let's say we believe you. But you must have known that with those Eyes of yours, there was no way you would ever have been able to escape this life." "Doesn't mean I'm not going to try." Jade complychuckled at the redhead's reply, shook her head and stepped back for Michael to take over the interrogation. "If your words are to be believed," he began in a steely voice that held no warmth in it. His eyes remained gray