Dear Ms. Rowena Azula Crow I am writing this letter to request personnel from the Sapphire House for an upcoming mission. I only ask for one individual, and I request that it would be you, Ms. Crow. Before we start with the formal briefing for the mission, I would like to Test your capabilities first, since the latest aid that I requested proved to be incompetent. Mock Training will begin tomorrow at the Emerald House’ Training Grounds. I’ll be expecting your attendance tomorrow, at 7pm. Please be there on time. Sincerely yours: Roman Isaac Crow“And that’s that.” Azula said as she finished reading the letter. “The nerve of that brat to ask for another assistance request.” she added.After Azula folded the letter back inside its envelope. Everyone inside the room stared at her, a
Jane was discussing the plan to everyone, which took a lengthy amount of time to properly formulate in order to avoid any kind of problems with the plan. Sett was also listening very closely as he was assigned a very crucial role in the plan. He was assigned as Azula’s compulsory plus one, which Azula agreed since Sett isn’t a Sapphire House subordinate.After everything fell into place, and everyone agreeing to their assigned positions, the meeting was finally adjourned. Azula dismissed the twelve and instructed them to start the preparations immediately, while letting Jane and Sett stay for there was something that she wishes to address to the both of them in private.As the twelve finally left the room, the atmosphere suddenly became breathable again, aside from the sudden silence that filled the air. Azula and Jane just sat there, not uttering a single word and just waiting on whoever breaks the silence first.Sett then thought of something mischievous that made him smirk.“Hey, A
On the wide streets of the City of Darian, a crowd of people could be seen whispering at each other as they watched the drama happening across the street near a prestigious hospital.A rather gorgeous lady with a pair of bright green eyes, indicating she's a foreigner.At that moment, she was shouting at a fat man whose weight could easily be compared to three adult men, and to add insult to injury, he was wearing worn-out clothes, making the gossiping crowd throw disgusting and judging eyes at him.Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed, as fatty Sett was slapped across the face by the gorgeous lady. "I've had enough with you, Sett!" She pointed at his nose. Her face brewed in rage."This marriage was a mistake! If I had known that you were useless and poor..... What kind of future could you even give me? I highly doubt you can accomplish anything in life. You're just a spineless coward who can't even talk back and defend himself against his family even after being bullied for so long! Are
"I know right? A poor fat guy like him should just castrate himself in some corner and not embarrass himself like this in public!" "Hey, do you think he’ll pick up the money after being humiliated like that?" "Him picking it up? That's hilarious! If he does that, then he would be throwing away his pride." A middle-aged man sneered. He was confident that Fatty wouldn't have the guts to pick up the money, not to mention while everyone's eyes were on him.At this point, the whole crowd of people was curious whether or not he would start picking the money up.Just then, lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, after that raindrops started pouring down making the crowd scatter to find shelter.On the other hand, fatty Sett just gazed upward, letting the raindrops roll down his cheeks. No one knew if it was just the rain or his silent cry.Under the dumbfounded gazes of the onlookers, Sett bent his body, with no sign of humiliation on his face, and started to pick up the scattered bills on
Sett didn’t know if he could endure this level of humiliation anymore. He knew that it was hopeless to fight Antonio, who was an amateur boxing champion and was once a representative from their senior high days. Sett doesn’t have a chance to win a fight against a guy like him."I’ll be waiting inside, Fatso. Oh, and don't you dare make Lucy and the others wait. Otherwise, I'll break your leg." Antonio eyed Sett dangerously. "Let's go, Anna."Sett struggled to get up while holding the ticket. This was the reason why he didn't want to get involved with his senior high school classmates anymore.Moments later, he was standing in front of the reserved room that was listed on the card he got from Antonio. He could already hear his classmate celebrating inside. He pulled all his courage together as he opened the room's door."Oi, oi, look who we have here; it's Fatso Sett! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and have a seat." A lanky man chuckles. Sett's attention was immediately draw
"I thought it would be nice to welcome a clown to the party, right?" Lucy giggled while everyone burst into laughter. "That's too cruel Lucy. But seriously, I'm glad that he left though, and you guys should also be glad. If he stayed here any longer, the place would smell like garlic and vinegar!" Upon hearing that, everyone bursts into another laughing spree while holding their stomachs, as they couldn't take any more “Fatty Sett jokes”. However, on the other side of the door. Sett was still standing there, listening to their whole conversation. "I thought you weren’t like the rest of them, Lucy." Sett let out a heavy sigh of disappointment. “I guess I was wrong.” he added as he started to walk towards the exit. Lucy was a female friend of his in senior high. She had always defended him against Antonio and the others who were bullying him. But little did Sett know, that unfortunately, people change. He couldn't even recognize her gentle characteristics anymore after what happene
"Umm, I don’t want to be rude but, there must have been some kind of mistake, Ms. Scarlett. My name isn't Mr. Crow. My name is Sett Crossword. I came from the Crossword family of Darian City. I don't know anything about the Crow family, so can you please let me go?" Sett blurted out nervously. As much as he wished to spend more time with Ms. Scarlett, he had to leave, in fear of what this group of strangers would do to him?"Don't be nervous, Mr. Crow. Rest assured, we aren't a hostile group. I was sent by the Crow family to be your aid.""Then there must be some kind of misunderstanding. Why do you keep insisting that I'm Mr. Crow? " Sett smiled warily. "Because you are." Scarlett confidently said. The look on her face implied that she was absolutely certain of it. Sett's mouth twitched. Was this lady toying with him? They should have investigated him first before jumping to conclusions that he is the so-called "Mr. Crow" or something. He took a deep breath as it was already past
At this time, Ms. Scarlett handed the camera directly to Sett's palm. As he turned on the video recording, his mind was filled with confusion as he saw a white-bearded man gradually stripping his tuxedo with his bare hands, revealing his extremely macular back which was identical to an ancient Greek titan named Atlas! Sett raised his brows. Why the h*ck is this guy stripping? "He is your grandfather, Mark Crow." Ms. Scarlett stated calmly. "Wait, that's him?! I thought he was old?” Sett surprisingly said. Ms. Scarlett slightly raised the edge of her lips. "Indeed, the president is old. I think he was eighty years old when this video was taken." "What?!" Sett was awestruck. Is that even the physique of a fre*cking eighty-year-old man? Wouldn't that put other bodybuilders to shame? His grandpa could even win the Mr. Olympia award! But what concerns him the most, was they do have undeniably similar faces. Just then, Sett noticed a birthmark on the back of his grandfather, which was
Jane was discussing the plan to everyone, which took a lengthy amount of time to properly formulate in order to avoid any kind of problems with the plan. Sett was also listening very closely as he was assigned a very crucial role in the plan. He was assigned as Azula’s compulsory plus one, which Azula agreed since Sett isn’t a Sapphire House subordinate.After everything fell into place, and everyone agreeing to their assigned positions, the meeting was finally adjourned. Azula dismissed the twelve and instructed them to start the preparations immediately, while letting Jane and Sett stay for there was something that she wishes to address to the both of them in private.As the twelve finally left the room, the atmosphere suddenly became breathable again, aside from the sudden silence that filled the air. Azula and Jane just sat there, not uttering a single word and just waiting on whoever breaks the silence first.Sett then thought of something mischievous that made him smirk.“Hey, A
Dear Ms. Rowena Azula Crow I am writing this letter to request personnel from the Sapphire House for an upcoming mission. I only ask for one individual, and I request that it would be you, Ms. Crow. Before we start with the formal briefing for the mission, I would like to Test your capabilities first, since the latest aid that I requested proved to be incompetent. Mock Training will begin tomorrow at the Emerald House’ Training Grounds. I’ll be expecting your attendance tomorrow, at 7pm. Please be there on time. Sincerely yours: Roman Isaac Crow“And that’s that.” Azula said as she finished reading the letter. “The nerve of that brat to ask for another assistance request.” she added.After Azula folded the letter back inside its envelope. Everyone inside the room stared at her, a
Sett left the Medical Room, leaving Jessica inside. As he was walking down the hallway, he was contemplating everything that he had learned so Far. Even though he was feeling a bit at ease because he had learned so much about his real family, it was still a lot of information to take in for someone who just arrived the very same day.By the time that Sett finally got time for himself, it was already almost midnight. He decided that he should just call it a day and go to his room to rest. He walked back towards the lobby to head upstairs and finally hit the hayAs Sett was about to go up the stairs, the sound of knocking suddenly resonated across the whole lobby, there was no one there other than himself so he opened the door. The moment he opened up the door, there was no one there. The only thing that’s there was a sealed envelope.It was addressed to his Aunt Zula, but he thought that she was already asleep. He closed the door and decided that he should keep this letter for now and
Sett raised his eyebrows in confusion as response to Jessica's statement. It was as if she was expecting that he would ask her about it then and there. She finished tidying up the equipment then grabbed a chair to sit next to Sett. Her eagerness was as if she was a child, trying to share something she just knew to her parents.“So how much do you currently know about it?” Jessica meticulously asked before sharing everything she knew to Sett.Sett was a little bit surprised and curious about how much she actually knew about. Intrigued with whatever information that she could give, he decided to lay down a brief and still non-detailed outline of everything he knew, still leaving some parts hidden for Azula’s sake.As Sett finished the information dropping, Jessica gave her a skeptical look. She had a hunch that there was some information that Sett withheld from her, which was understandable. She didn’t want to pry on whatever it was he and his aunt talked about upstairs. She knew that
“You’re joking, right?” Sett asked in bewilderment of the sudden revelation that just presented itself to him.His statement somehow managed to anger Jessica even more. She paced herself slowly towards where Sett was standing with clenched fists, ready to bust his head again. With her choosing violence as her response, Sett was forced to apologize for his statement earlier to avoid any other conflict to arise.“I should be the one to ask you that you prick!” Jessica naggingly said to Sett. “There’s no way that you’ve spent all that time at Mother Azula’s office, and not learned of the foundational rules that your house has!” she added.“I did learn a little bit about the foundational rules, but…” Sett was cutted off mid sentence.“See! Now you admit that you do know about the House’ foundational rules! But why the fuck didn’t you use that and deny Young Master Roman’s request, huh?!” Jessica furiously said.Though Sett was getting a little irritated with Jessica’s aggressive accusatio
“Oh, my apologies Sett! I must have been hit by the memories of old a little too strongly.” Azula said as she wiped the tears off her face.However, Sett wasn’t convinced by such reasons. Sure, you could cry when you’re hit with nostalgia, but that is out of a joyful, euphoric feeling that overwhelms you to the brink of crying. But in Azula’s case, Sett noticed that her tears weren’t a product of such positive feelings.In fact it was the total opposite. Sett sensed that, the moment he saw her eyes devoid of life. An imperfect match for her ocean blue eyes, that seemed so full of life. He thought that whatever was bothering her, seemed like a burden that was still weighing down his Aunt, even until now.“Are you sure you’re alright Aunty?” Sett asks, deeply in concern for what Azula is feeling.Azula just looked at Sett with heavy laden eyes. She wanted to tell him about what really happened to his dad. However, it was still too early for him to know the truth. If he’d learn about it
With Azula willing to tell him everything he wanted to know, with a promise that no form of information would be held back. Sett felt conflicted. After all, there is a pressing concern that they should face first. As much as Sett wanted to sit down and potentially receive all the answers to his questions, he couldn’t overlook the fact that there is a life at risk.He was about to reason out with Azula and decline the opportunity she presented to him, but Azula cutted him off by standing up and walking towards a bookshelf near her office table. She took out a very old, hard-bound book from the top shelf. The dust that it accumulated is the indication of how long that book was left untouched.“This book holds everything that you want to know if you wish to learn more about our family’s history.” Azula stated as she gently blew on the book, revealing its true worn-out, rustic black cover.Upon further inspection, there was an embedded mark on one side of the book covers. It was a mark o
“What the hell were you thinking Aunty?!” shouting Sett’s voice could be heard outside of Azula’s office. “Even a person who is mentally impaired could easily understand what wretched hell awaits Ann at the hands of that swine!” he exclaimed, making sure that Azula captures how dire Ann’s situation is, now that she’s in Roman’s clutches.Azula on the other hand, was assessing the situation silently, while sitting on the couch. She understood the way Sett feels especially after the stunt his emotionally and mentally disordered cousin pulled earlier. But this wasn’t the time for them to start acting like helpless children.All Azula could think of was Ann’s safety. She must come up with something to insure Ann’s safety, especially when the one she’s with is her psychoneurotic nephew. Now the question is “how?”. It would be useless for her to just recklessly barge herself through the Emerald House’s front doors because Roman would have told them about the whole thing.She also couldn’t
While Roman was still on the floor, wiping the blood off his nose. He scoffs, then proceeds to laugh in amusement, acknowledging the fact that Sett caught him off guard. Roman somehow considered it as an entertaining happenstance, that Sett found a small window of opportunity, and took it to give him a cheap shot like that.“That was very clever. Still a cheap shot, but it was clever.” Roman said as he stood up from the floor and fixed his now wrinkled button down shirt. “However, I’m not in the mood to fight you anymore. So stop cock-blocking me, and get the hell away from Azula.” He added with an irritated voice.“Make me.” Sett provokingly responded.Roman’s blood started to boil after hearing Sett’s remarks. At that moment, he thought that it would be an easy win to get past Sett since he didn’t possess that much threat. But what concerned him was how Azula would react right after. Roman glanced at Azula and saw how composed she still is. Even after what happened, she still seemed