💎THE MASTER’S
SON💦💎
(Mystic•Institute…)
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CHAPTER 1️⃣1️⃣&1️⃣2️⃣
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“Don’t play, my sword is here motherFüçker” she
muttered, locking eyes with him.
Her eyes are still gold, but Orion’s eyes stayed
normal throughout the lock, and he maintained
his stony face for a while before letting a little
smirk cover his thin lips.
He lowered his sword from her neck, and it
returned into his body.
“You’re one interesting girl. Go on, kill me” he
said, and Samara swallowed.
“C’mon smartie, slice my throat” he glared, and
Samara raised the sword on him, but the sword
flew away from her immediately, landing on the
ground far from her.
Her eyes widened, and she started running to it.
She got there and picked it up, but the sword
flew away from her again, and this time, it
started coming for her.
She tried changing it’s direction with her eyes,
but her eyes stopped glowing, and the sword
almost got her belly when Orion appeared in
front of her and grabbed it.
Samara held her chest, going on her knees as
she sweated profusely.
Orion dropped the sword in front of her, and she
slowly looked up.
“Do you know what happens when you get
wounded by your own sword as a supernatural?
You wither painfully till you die off after three
days” he said, and she swallowed. She almost
died!
“And I saved you because even if you’d die, I’d
be the one to kill you” he said, and she stood
slowly, facing him.
“We’ve never met before. Why do you h@të me
so much?” She asked, and he looked at her hair.
“It’s your fault for belonging to the race of
whitehead witches. I plan to wipe them all off,
and I’m starting with you” he said.
“What!”
“You can’t even control your sword yet, it almost
killed you after saving you. How interesting” he
said grimly, turning his back on her.
“Then turn down the order to be my Superior”
she said, and he stopped.
“That was my plan before, but now that I think
about it, it’d actually be fun having you as my
only student. Get ready, witch” he replied and
vanished.
Samara sighed, arranging her hair before taking
the golden sword from the ground.
“Why aren’t you listening to me? Do I have to
tame you first like an horse? Huh?” She said,
and then she noticed her environment is
changing.
The forest started changing slowly, and in
another minute, she was standing in the middle
of the scary rocks again.
She ran to the base of the cliff where she fell
from, and she raised the sword, tightening her
hand on it before closing her eyes for a minute.
When she opened it, it was already glowing in
gold, and the sword glowed the same as she
started flying up the cliff.
Immediately she landed on top, the cliff
transformed back into the tree, and she jumped
down.
“I passed” she muttered.
“Sam!” Ruthie’s voice made her look back.
She’s with Krishna, and they’re both holding
bleeding Merlin.
“Ruth!” Samara rushed to them, and her eyes
widened when she saw Merlin’s tummy.
“Who did this to him!”
“Let’s just go back first” Krishna replied.
“Wait your sword! Your sword appeared!” Ruthie
said surprisingly.
“Luckily” Samara smiled, and together, the three
left the woods
*
DEMONS COVEN*
Located in the middle of seven wide burning
fires and flaming hot rocks. No rain nor
sunshine, just fire and flames, so it’s always hot
in the domain of darkness.
Bakasura came down from the stairs of bones,
her black dress dragging behind her as she
stepped into the palace, her palace. She’s the
queen of the coven.
Immediately she sat on her throne, two male
demons came into the palace. Her subordinates,
Agares and Karazi.
“Greetings, great queen” they bowed in front of
her, and she sighed as a black snake began
crawling on her shoulders, flaunting it’s
venomous tongue.
“Hasn’t it been a while since I tormented Duran’s
institute?” She said calmly, standing eventually.
“Great Queen, you said it yourself that we’d
seize fire till the one arrives at the Institute”
Karazi said, head still bowed.
“And why do you think I’m talking about it now?
Bakasura replied with a smirk
“The one is in the Institute already?” Agares
gasped.
“The seven fires sent me the signal last night”
she replied.
“Then we should go for her already, we need to
get her as soon as possible. We need her
menstrual blood for seven months according to
the legend of our ancestors” Karazi said.
“That’s right great queen, she has to be captured
as soon as possible” Agares added.
“We have to thread with caution. Duran is not to
be underestimated” Bakasura replied.
“I don’t think Duran is the major problem, it’s
Orion” Agares said, and a loud thunder clapped
in the sky immediately, tearing down a part of
the coven.
“Agares!!! I told y’all how dangerous it is to call
the name of that child in here! I warned y’all!”
Bakasura yelled, and another part of the coven
went down as a result of her anger.
Agares quickly went on his knees, bowing his
head on the ground.
“Forgive me, great queen” he muttered, and
Bakasura rolled her eyes devilishly.
“No one can make any move on the one without
my consent” she said and vanished.
Karazi and Agares left the palace immediately.
From the top of the bone stairs, Mali stood
calmly, her lids almost touching as she stared
down at the large kingdom.
She’s the demon princess, the only child of
Queen Bakasura.
“Your dinner is ready, princess” a demon said
behind her.
“Human blood again?” She replied without
turning.
“No. Queen told us to get you the blood of a
deer as you wished” the demon replied, and she
turned eventually, following him down the bone
stairs.
*
MYSTIC INSTITUTE*
Agatha was the first to arrive. It’s mandatory to
wait for the others before retiring to her room, so
she waited at the assembly, and Aragon joined
her immediately.
“Superior!” She smiled and tried hugging him,
but he stopped her, and she grunted.
“Why are your nails bloody?” He asked, and she
quickly hid them behind herself.
Aragon’s next words were interrupted by the
entry of Peony and Echo.
“We’re back Superior!” Echo shouted childishly,
and he nodded. Peony smiled.
“Wait! Merlin is not back yet? Yes! I get to eat
his dinner!” Echo suddenly said.
“You made your silly deals again?” Peony said,
and she nodded.
Ceres arrived with Raven next.
“We’re left with three” Agatha said, and almost
immediately, Samara and Ruthie came in with
Merlin who’s still bleeding.
“Merlin!” Echo rushed to them wide terrifically
wide eyes.
“Merlin! Why is he bleeding!”
“What happened?” Aragon asked.
“Agatha hurt her” Ruthie replied, and before
Aragon could make a move, Echo already sped
to Agatha, and her nails grew long, longer than
Agatha’s.
Before she could be stopped, she shoved them
into Agatha’s belly, and Agatha spit blood from
the mouth as her belly bled too.
“Argg!” Agatha groaned, and the nails on Echo’s
second hand grew long too.
She was about to wound Agatha with that too
when Aragon grabbed her hand, stopping her.
“You’re going against the rules, Echo. Taking
bloody revenge into your hands is forbidden
and you know that” he said.
“I don’t mind!!! Merlin is bleeding and she
caused it! I’d face the consequences so allow
me to wound her one more time! Please
Superior” she begged in tears.
Agatha already fainted, so she was taken to the
ice cave together with Merlin, then Master Duran
entered the assembly with the chiefs.
“Good job, everyone” Chief Water smiled.
“We should have chicken soup for dinner
tonight! Chief!” Peony shouted.
👥 Yes chief!
👥 We want chicken soup!
👥 Chicken soup!
“Sure, chicken soup” Chief Water replied.
👥 Yay!!!
“Agatha will receive the right punishment after
healing tommorow, and you Echo…” Master
Duran spoke, and they all went silent.
“I understand Merlin is your friend, but taking
bloody revenge into your hands is forbidden
here” he continued.
“Yes, master” Echo replied with a bow.
“Your Superior will give you the right
punishment. And tommorow will be the start of
your practices in full” Duran said again.
“Yes Master!” They chorused.
“And for passing the tests excellently everyone,
there’d be a welcoming party tommorow night”
Chief Water announced.
👥 Yes!!!!
“I don’t think this is the right time to organize a
party” Chief Feathers said sternly.
“A little fun won’t hurt” Chief Water replied with
a big smile, and Feathers rolled eyes.
Master Duran stood without another word,
walking out of the assembly.
“Do you have any dress for the party?” Ruthie
asked Samara.
“Mum packed some nice gowns in my bag”
Samara replied.
“Me too, I can’t wait for tommorow!” Ruthie
winked.
“Are we allowed to do dates? Superior Aragon”
Peony suddenly asked.
“It’s your party, do what you like” he replied
freely, and Samara went to him immediately.
“Superior! Thanks for saving me, you’d forever
remain my favorite here” she said, and he gave
her light smile.
“Huh! You smiled!” She gasped.
“You got your sword, you might be powerful
than I’m expecting” he said, looking at the sword
on her right hand.
“It’s a pity, it doesn’t listen to me. I can’t control
it yet, but it took me up the cliff earlier though”
she said sadly.
“Meaning you have the potential. Talk to your
Superior about it” he replied.
“But he’s…
“He’s an hardtack? Crack him then” he replied
and left.
“Wanted to ask him to be my date” she
muttered.
“Krishna! Wanna be my date to the party?”
Ruthie asked him suddenly.
“Krishna! Do you wanna go to the party with
me?” Ceres asked at the same time, and he
looked at the two before sighing.
“I’m uninterested” he said and walked away.
Ceres came closer to Ruthie immediately, and
Ruthie stood her groud boldly.
“I know what you’re about to say. You’re gonna
tell me to stay away from Krishna, but nah, he’s
not interested in anyone of us at the moment so
I’m not leaving till he shows interest in one of
us, peace out!” Ruthie said and left with
Samara.
“I h@të her guts” Ceres glared at Ruthie’s legs,
and they collided into each other.
Ruthie fell, hurting her knees.
“Ouch!” She gasped.
“Ruthie are you ok?” Samara quickly helped her
up.
“You’re bleeding, come let’s get it treated” she
took her away, and Ceres smiled satisfactorily
before walking away.
“Peony!” Raven suddenly called, and she turned
back immediately.
“Huh? Raven” she smiled.
“Ummm…. Are you gonna attend the party?” He
asked awkwardly.
“Why not? Chief Water organized it for us” she
replied.
“Then… Do you have a date already?” He asked,
and she smiled.
“Yes”
“Oh… Guess I’m unlucky, goodnight” he said and
started leaving.
“So…what if I said I don’t have a date?” She
asked, and he turned back.
“I’d ask you to go with me” he said.
“I don’t have a date, was just kidding” she said,
and he smiled.
*
ORION’S ROOM*
Orion’s stars shone in the dark as usual, and he
raised his right hand, spreading his palm.
There’s a large burn wound on it, and he got it
from when he grabbed Samara’s sword earlier
in the woods.
He didn’t realize he had the wound till he left
her, and it kept getting bigger and bigger every
hour.
His brows squeezed, and he looked at the
burning palm again. It hurts, and he h@tës paint
like crazy.
Just how powerful is her sword to even hurt
him? He has no idea.
He’s a healer too, so the wound should have
healed by now, but instead of that, it kept
getting wider, and it’d soon spread to every part
of his palm.
He vanished from his room immediately.
*
SAMARA’S ROOM*
Samara finished treating Ruthie’s wound with
herbal leaves not long ago, and Ruthie went to
her room to clean up already.
They’re to come for dinner at the cafeteria soon.
She started stripping herself for her bath, and
when she took of the last thing (her pants), she
got her towel to wrap on herself, and that was
when Orion appeared in the room.
“What the hell!!!!” She screamed, getting the
towel as fast as possible.
She quickly wrapped it on herself and walked
briskly to him.
He wasn’t moving, looking like a ghost as usual
till she got to him and slapped him angrily on
the right cheek.
“Just because you’re my Superior doesn’t mean
you get to act like a bastard!! You’re an
animal!!!” She shouted, and he sent her to the
wall with his eyes.
Her back slammed violently on it, and she got
greatly wounded.
He sped to her and trapped her there, gripping
her towel tightly.
“Heal me” he muttered hoarsely, raising his
wounded palm.
TBC.
