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WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 64.2
Veronica walked into Mr. Mudelin's class, the iron maws slamming behind to call the class to her entrance. Mr. Mudelin himself only gave her three seconds of attention. "Late, the exam has already started Strylez."With a pressed smile she ignored his stare. It was Cinder's fault for attacking the dragon clock when she'd decided on an afternoon nap. "But present nonetheless." She said, pulling off a staged bow for the glaring teacher. "Apologies sir, I was just making sure I was completely ready.""Your lack of a combat suit certainly shows that," he replied, quickly skimming the crowds of students. "Minefeld, you have a new partner. Please refrain from sending Strylaz to the nursing wing."She locked with Truvius' gaze, an evil smirk pulled by the joy in her mid. He had successfully avoided her conversations, never landing himself alone under her wrath because he knew it would spell the end. He was working with Red, and they had some cruel plan for Ronan that she was going to rip out
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 65
Veronica could feel a warm puddle forming in her mouth, slick and salty as it gushed from a gouge in her tongue. The attack Truvius delivered had been expected, but aiming directly for her face and forcing her to bite her own tongue was not a situation she had prepared for.Regardless of the circumstances, Veronica hadn't a shred of remorse. She was exactly where she wanted to be."Do you want to stop off at the bathroom?" Truvius said, his voice a weak whisper in her presence. He was doing everything he could to avoid eye contact, a glimpse of her face enough to leave him sickly pale at his actions. "I'm sorry...""For what?" Veronica replied, underestimating the well of blood in her mouth as some of it bubbled out onto the floor. She slipped a handkerchief from her pocket, the white cloth quickly turning red as she spat in it, paying Truvius an evil grin as he stared. "Not surprised you went with a sneak attack.""I didn't mean to hit you in the face, I was going to go lower but..."
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 66
Ronan sped out of his room, hearing Truvius scrambling close behind. Whatever the device in his hair was it had been placed recently, else Puff would have nipped it out sooner in the many groomings he gave Ronan's hair. And if it was a tracker, Red would have known he had gone back to the room. He dodged a pair of students going to their dorm, nearly slipping down the thin flight of stairs and throwing his weight against the door at the bottom to catch his momentum. "How do you even know that's Red's?" Truvius called, showing his confusion as Ronan cracked open the door and held it for him before rushing over to Talli and a group of her friends chatting in the lounge. Veronica could think of something, conniving was practically her middle name. But Ronan didn't see her as he skimmed the confused faces of Talli's friends, taking a moment to catch his breath before paying her a smile. "Have you seen Veronica?" Talli looked between the two boys with growing confusion. "She got call
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 66.2
Dear Uncle,You were right. He's an elite named Red Peterson who looks to be over six feet with messy blonde hair, goggles sometimes, and a stupid grin plastered on his face. He also has a cat named Ragdoll, don't hurt her, she's nice.Sincerely, your nephew, Ronan."Is this worth sending his information to your possibly violent uncle?" Phantom said, genuinely concerned with Ronan's current behaviour."Yup, I'd pay to see him get what's coming to him." Ronan shoved the letter in Jeremy's collar and opened the door for him, rubbing at the swollen bags under his eyes with a sniffle.With a quick look at his room, he went straight for the window, unlatching it and shoving the top half of his body through the narrow opening."What are you doing?" Phantom sighed, watching Ronan squirm through the tight space.He finally wriggled loose, landing on the rough shingles and helping Puff through. "Disappearing."After closing the window and relatching it with his Insanctious spell, Ronan contemp
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 67
Truvius sat on his bed, still glued to the sight of his roommate in dumbstruck silence. His disappearance had set the Breakers on a wild equaam chase, skimming the woods and halls well into the night after the spectacle he had caused. Truvius expected him to come back eventually, but curled into the embrace of a giant, fluffy white dragon that weighed down the bed with strained creaks was still a strange way to discover him. He slowly slipped out of his covers, tip toeing around the bed to get a better look at Puff's face, the dragon firmly hugging Ronan to his stomach as the two of them slept the morning away. Both were unfased by Ronan's dried and dirtied scrapes rubbing red into the sheets, the strange cry his dragon clock was letting off passed as a simple breeze to their exhaustion. Whatever had happened, Ronan definitely wasn't going to be waking up in a good mood. With every shred of poise he had, Truvius carefully snuck back to his side of the room. One night hadn't given
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 67.2
Ronan huffed out another sigh. He'd awoken with a throat as dry as the Sahara and the lung capacity of a water balloon. The sting of his scrapes was completely numbed by the spearing pain pulsing from his knuckles, a swollen purple bruise screaming in agony whenever he moved his fingers. If one thing was certain, it was that Red's jaw could probably take a metal bat. Sean had practically dropped him in the first vacant nursing room he came across, and after an hour of waiting Ronan was beginning to suspect no one knew he was there. But the suspicion was shattered when Ms. Metulas' came in, her immediate reaction being silent shock, followed by curious caution as she eyed Ronan. "You weren't at the lessons today, were you?" Ronan shook his head, prompting an even more suspicious stare from the teacher. "Might I ask why you look like a—" "Partially grated vegetable? I tripped," Ronan replied, throwing his arm over his mouth to cough. "Did you fall off a waterfall and soak in the
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 68
Ronan awkwardly opened the door with his left hand, the familiar face on the other side only greetable with a grimace.It was Horus, slicked back hair and a dressy uniform squeezing his form to somehow make him look more posh than usual.Ronan gave the connection some time to process, juggling between his arrival being a coincidence or the product of past actions.Was he the one Veronica was hiding from?Ronan bit his cheeks harder, trying the think over the thought as a smile forced its way onto his face. But all it took was replaying the sight of Veronica wiggling under the frame and he was done. The laughter flooded through his tensed muscles, unable to escape his clenched jaw and falling out his nose in a full forced snort.Horus backed away in disgust at the display, Ronan's laughter decimated with a string of coughs as he winced at the spearing pain in his ribs."Sorry," Ronan choked, his dried throat burning as he clenched the pounding pain in his ribs. "Had to sneeze but I did
WAR PLANET: The Phantom Chapter 69
The morning carried with it an overcast wash of grey, a seeping chill forcing Ronan to seek the shelter of his thin covers. After Veronica had returned from her father's brief tour, their conversations couldn't shake off the awkward pauses, nor the monstrous amount of questions Ronan bit back asking. It was an atmosphere soured with defeat and worry that neither wanted to linger in, and so, Veronica departed back to her room when she was certain she wouldn't cross paths with her father, and Ronan turned in early.But even with the dimming weather, morning brought the usual fresh perspectives to Ronan. The pounding pain rattling his knuckles was now completely numb, and his scratches were more on the itchy side of sore. He opened his eyes with a drawn yawn, turning his head to the side to meet the usual grunting warble from Puff, Phantom pretending to sit on the chair in the corner.Today was a good day to free Phantom."Morning," Phantom chimed, making Ronan aware that his stare had l
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After scaling a few levels of the roof, they found a cracked window and slipped into an empty guest room, the door to the hall barely ajar to show its lack of a guest.Veronica could see the sliver of a guard's shadow to the left, her hopes withering as she looked back to the window they had come through. But her gaze fell on the boy instead as he whispered a spell into his cupped hands, a small butterfly glowing with golden light fluttering from his palms and out the door.There was a small commotion as the guard to the left spoke with another one, two pairs of footsteps following the enchantment until they grew silent. The boy lead the mission, tiptoeing through the empty corridor until they rounded a corner to face two guards sitting at the end of the hall.Veronica swallowed her gasp, confused as the boy continued to lead her up to them. She heard a noise when they'd gotten close enough, one of the guards letting out a soft snore as his head drooped against the second guard using
Chapter 119
Veronica sat on her bed, stuffed like a spring hen but still buzzing with birthday energy. She had only played with one of her gifts throughout the night, a dinged up wooden dagger that she'd managed to hold away from her mother until the gazes of the guests forced her to allow the gift to remain in her hands. She had looked for Mr. Bunny afterwards to show him her new prize, but Horus had informed her of his early departure.She knew that they had planned for today to be their last, but the disappointment lingered nonetheless. She still had one last gift she had hoped to give him.Veronica sighed, grabbing for a fairytale on her shelf instead of the books that had piled from Jackling's tutoring. She had gotten a few new stories to read Cinder before bed, but the phoenix had taken a particular liking to the golden lettering of one title."The Adventures of Locke Lanbrellhande..."She stopped at the small tap that met her ears, glancing at the side of her bed where Cinder was still per
Chapter 118
It was all wrong.The corridor was too tight. The guards were too close. Too tall.It was too cold, suffocating.He was meant to be in the room to at least give him some time to think."Are you alright?"The boy snapped to the voice. What was a blink to him, was long enough to land him on the ground, palms to the floor to keep his entire body from shaking. He didn't know how long he had blanked out for, but the king had taken a knee to come closer to him, washed with concern as a few of the surrounding guards hovered over the scene to see where they could offer help."Come lad, can you stand?"His gut twisted at the way he tried to help him up, but with Vera bracing his other side he couldn't very well squirm away from the king. He doubted that he'd even have the energy if he decided to. But he knew now with the scene he'd caused that he would have to respond with more than a nod.Cilvren would have had his translational enchantments up to date, but there was a standing risk of a few
Chapter 117.2
It had been a little over an hour since the nosy boy named Horus had been dragged off. But the silence finally let him work without prying eyes. The size of the pants had allowed him to stitch pockets inside, just big enough for a dagger to hide beneath the folds on either side. Horus had likely thought he was being smart when he hid his old clothes and daggers from him, but the presence of magic in the air always escaped Lumer senses.He pulled them out of a pile of blankets, finding the rest of his trinkets and the invitation to shove in his pockets. With some hesitation, he bounced the black spool of string in his palm, staring at the shiny silver needle and pocketing the whole thing. He had to be preapred to use anything.Hopefully Veronica wouldn't miss the small thing, nor the black cloak he found in her wardrobe.Blue crystals twinkled at his fingertips as he traced his hand down the cloak. He just needed to be invisible from a distance for a few minutes. Most of the guards had
Chapter 117
It was the end of the painfullest slumber party in history.Veronica had exorcised her birthday immunity to raid a closet of nearly all its bedsheets, and prop them up as a haphazard blanket fort in her room. It was the perfect mess for the boy to hide in when someone walked in without knocking, but also a tight fit when it came time for sleeping.Veronica had been ushered away at the crack of dawn for the maids to prepare her outfit, which left the boy in Horus' care. He had to get the two of them ready, and hope to the gods that the boy picked up at least half of the common Latos mannerisms he had taught him. But all of that was to the side as Horus stared at the boy tucked into a corner of the blanket fort.Horus didn't know what was weirder. The way he held a few flowered bauble pins out the side of his mouth as he sewed, or the fact that he looked like a seasoned seamstress as he cinched the waist on a pair of pants Veronica had swiped from Adrian. The cut was tall enough for him
Chapter 116.3
The door opened, the boy squatting lower into the tub as Veronica peeked in. She flaunted the tiny beginner's book like a sack full of slivs, tiptoeing up to the tub with a devilish smile."I found it.""You don't have to whisper, we put up a sound block enchantment.""You guys have to teach me!" Veronica piped. She quickly landed on the bar of soap in Horus' hands, putting two and two together at the suds popping in the boy's hair. "Horus, that's soap.""Yeah...""That won't do, it makes your hair all icky." She grabbed a tray full of mysterious pots, smearing at least five of the creams together before her mysterious concoction was complete.No amount of dodging could save the boy from being her test dummy, but the smug way he simply let Veronica rub the bubbly concoction into his hair irked Horus to no end. She grabbed some more of the secret spread, only stopping when not a single black hair could be send through the froth of rose bubbles on his head."You're never going to smell
Chapter 116.2
Veronica surged with confidence, a top and trousers that she had stolen from her brother's room, as well as one red envelope embellished with gold trimmings hiding between two books she had snatched from house Acadrius' library. She had the best idea to get Mr. Bunny safely out of the castle, and perhaps have him earn her parent's favour for a second visit.Her birthday celebration was in two nights. She had been lucky enough to find the spare invites before Ambelsine the records-keeper discarded them all. With the right clothes, he could easily blend with a room full of rich traders and nobility—and walk right out the front door.The guards paid her an odd look as she waved to them, the two at her door hesitating before allowing her into her room. She tried not to show a reaction. She had told Mr. Bunny not to make a sound, the guards would run in with a loud enough crash. But the room before her was empty, the small pile of books and food she had placed for him tidied up.She checke
Chapter 116
Horus gazed up the hill of crimson steps to Veronica's room. He had counted to five hundred, and found Mr. Jackling well before he found Veronica. Apparently, while counting in a passage behind a closet, Horus had somehow climbed out a window. At least, that was Jackling's truth as he spent the better part of ten minutes going over the dangers of climbing onto roofs with himIt wasn't the first time Veronica had fed him an outlandish tale. But Horus ate up the blame every time. Veronica blabbered when she panicked, which meant she was hiding something. And that something was always better dealt with without the adults getting involved.Adrian would have more than a sharp word for him when he got back to that problem he'd up and abandoned. Things were simpler when the children of Acadrius weren't revulsed at the sight of one another.Horus made quick work of the stairs, fixing a lopsided shoelace and dusting his collar before gently knocking to call his presence. A muffled shuffle was
Chapter 115.3
Veronica barreled through the halls, a shiny steel bowl tucked over her head as she carved a clear path to her destination.Adrian's room was so far from her own, privileged to the same hall as her mother and father's bedchambers, and nearly as grandois. When Horus and Adrian weren't scrapping in the courtyards, they were almost always doing something in there.Veronica confirmed her theory as she pressed her ear to the door, letting herself in at the sound of Horus' voice.Adrian was quick to call out her trespassing, stepping out of the hold he had Horus in to cross his arms and slap a sour glare on his face."Don't touch my door.""It's not yours," Veronica snipped back, clutching the bowl tighter as her brother took a challenging step. She quickly stole Horus' attention. "I need your help."Adrian scoffed at her caked shoes. "What's with all the mud? Mom's going to have a fit.""None of your business, I need Horus to help me.""We're practicing. Go get Maria or Jackling to help yo
