💎THE MASTER’S
SON💦💎
(Mystic•Institute…)
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CHAPTER 8️⃣1️⃣&8️⃣2️⃣
‼️ DON’T COPY OR REPOST ‼️
By: Naomi Cindy B.
#UNEDITED
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“I’m back” she smiled, vanishing into the night.
INSTITUTE*
New disciples will start arriving at the Institute tomorrow, so the junior disciples are still busy tidying up.
They’d surely be at it till midnight since there’s a lot to do.
Samara came out of Orion’s room and sighed.
She hasn’t seen him since she said the harsh words she said to him in the morning, and now that she thinks about it, she shouldn’t have said those words at all.
He might be totally wrong for making Merlin die knowingly, but still… They have to talk things out before things gets worse
She can control the powers now, and that’s a bonus cos she can tackle the disaster.
She went sad again when he remembered Merlin, and she left for the tomb where she sat on his grave.
“I wish you could come out and pretend like you didn’t die. I really wish your death is an illusion” she muttered, rubbing the surface of the grave.
“What are you doing here?” Echo’s h@tëful voice came from behind, and she quickly stood to face her.
“Ech..
“Leave” Echo said harshly.
“I..
“Leave! Now!” Echo shouted.
“She told you to leave, you don’t have ears?” Ceres came in, and Samara walked out slowly.
“Wow! This is a whole new Echo” Ceres smiled, walking to her.
Echo rolled eyes and walked past her, then she began heading out.
“I’m talking to you!” Ceres shouted.
“Just because I changed doesn’t mean I’m going to stoop as low as you, you’re just a lowly vampire and nothing special. I’ll never be your team so stay away” Echo replied and finally stepped out.
Ceres smirked, turning back angrily.
*
PRESTIGE HALL*
Master Duran was already getting impatient as he stood on a spot in his open room, his arms behind him.
He felt the chill and change in night air some minutes ago, and he’s aware that Kira is out of the afterlife already.
He steadied his eyes on the burning candle in the room, but it suddenly went off when another presence landed inside.
Duran turned back, and the candle came back on, revealing the beautiful face of the ancient witch and her long flowing white hair syncing with her robe.
“You’re back” he smiled slightly.
“You should tell the disciples that the chiefs are on a journey, telling them about their deaths will only bring more grief. I smell grief here, seems a disciple just died” she replied blankly.
“They’re dead?” He asked.
“They’re immortal, and they can’t die while on the surface of the earth, but in the afterlife, it’d only take an hour before they join the spirits. An hour over there is two days here, so in two days, they’re gone” she replied, and Duran sighed.
“I’ll send a message to North, she’s the next in the lineage of chiefs” he said.
“That rude immortal? We have an ugly history” Kira replied.
“It doesn’t matter, she’s next” Duran said rigidly.
“You haven’t changed” Kira smiled lightly, but her smile suddenly disappeared.
“The sword of blood, is it ready?” She asked.
“No. A scapegoat is in the Territory though, he’ll get it out” he replied.
“A scapegoat?”
“He’s two-faced. A part of the demons coven, but I simply turned a blind eye to his atrocities cos of this day. Once he gets the sword out, he’s facing my wrath” he replied.
“I don’t think that’ll be necessary. Anyone who gets the sword out won’t live to see the next full moon. I placed a curse on the seal. The first person to see the seal carries the curse” Kira said.
“And what’s the seal?” Duran asked.
“Give me a welcoming hug at least” Kira widened her arms, and Duran walked right into it.
*
A BROTHEL*
Orion is currently sitting in the middle of the full house with a bottle of alcohol in front of him.
He stayed far away from the Institute since Samara hurt him with her words.
He stayed in the deep woods, far away from humans. He only just came out not long ago, and he headed here straight.
He hasn’t drank half of his alcohol cos the sounds of hearts beating and blood flowing through veins kept disturbing him as he stared at the vulgar people.
All that’s in his head right now is painting the walls of this place with the blood of everyone…
“Master Duran was right, you’re a monster! A devil!”
Samara’s words haunted him, and he stood.
“Yeah, I’m a demon” he muttered, grabbing the lady who walked past him suddenly.
He bared his fangs, and his eyes reddened as veins covered his face…
He almost chewed her head off when he remembered Samara.
If she slaughters everyone in here, then she’d definitely h@të him forever.
“Go far away from here, go!!” He compelled the lady, and she ran away from him.
He stood, pushed away his alcohol table and walked out of the crowdy place.
He walked as far as he could, and when he finally stopped, he looked back and saw Sheila behind him.
“Nice try, you held yourself back in there” she said.
“What’s happening? Why did the atmosphere change an hour ago? Why did several trees fall? And…
“You really don’t know what happened?” Sheila cut him off, and his eyes darkened.
“Don’t tell me…
“I told you a disaster is coming, the agents are starting to appear, and she’s part of it” Sheila said.
*
DEMONS COVEN*
Samira just finished making her own crown, and as soon as it melted out of the seventh fire, she took the dark crown and wore it on her head.
It melted into her skull, sinking inside to become one with her head, and she smiled before leaving the room.
The door closed after her, and she laughed loudly as she walked back to the palace.
Rhea is there, but this time she’s with Lancelot and Arya.
“You all want me to eliminate the red-eye demon?” She said, landing in front of her throne.
“We talked about it already” Rhea replied.
“I want him, isn’t that enough reason to keep him alive?” Samira smirked.
“We can make a deal” Lancelot said.
“What will you humans probably offer me? I’m currently preparing for a battle and I need to conserve my energy. You all should leave” she said calmly.
“How about you killing his toxic personalities. The vampire, werewolf and demon side of him” Arya said.
“I said leave!!!!!” Samira growled, and the door of the seven room flung open.
A ball of fire rolled out, almost hitting Arya in the gut, but Rhea took her out of the way and the fire landed on the ground, burning in a circle.
“Where would his s*xiness come from if I kill the three forms? And you think it’s easy? It’s more than vervain or wolfsbane” Samira glared fire.
“According to legend, there’s a sword of blood” Rhea said.
“It’s on it’s way here, I’m expecting if” Samira scoffed and stood.
“Fine, let’s say I eliminate him. What’s the deal? What can you all possibly do for me?” She asked proudly.
“I know the location of an immortality water, my grandfather was a wizard” Lancelot said.
“What do I need immortality for when I’ve got my necklace?” She retorted, sitting back.
“According to you, you have sisters, what if it goes to the other sisters one day? Devices follow rules” Rhea said.
“You might…be right” Samira stood again, vanishing in front of them suddenly.
“Deal” she smiled darkly.
*
SULLIVAN, ROYAL PALACE*
Dinner ended some minutes ago, and Krishna fell on the bed, flat as he stared into space, remembering the kiss he had with Mali earlier.
He smiled before he knew it, and Raven’s tab brought him back to life.
“What?” He asked without looking at him.
“You went to the river the other time, right?” Raven asked.
“Yes”
“And im guessing you had a moment with the so-called Mali, reason for your smiles” Raven said.
“Maybe” Krishna replied.
“When are you gonna tell Ruthie?” Raven asked, and Krishna finally sat up.
“When we get back to Delos tommorow”
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AGATHA’S ROOM*
Agatha is busy fawning over her collection of jewelries, gushing over every piece and expecting Ruthie to join her, but no sound came from her side.
She looked over and saw her staring into space, then she dropped her jewel box.
“Hey!” She clapped in front of her, and Ruthie jumped.
“Huh?”
“I know what we should do” Agatha smiled and opened the window.
She jumped out and gestured for Ruthie to do the same.
“Why?” Ruthie said.
“Cos the guards won’t allow me to go out this late, and my maids will want to follow if I’d be allowed, but we need privacy for the fun” Agatha replied, and Ruthie smiled before jumping with her.
They sneaked their way out, avoiding the guards torches and maids eyes till they got to the fence which they scaled out.
“Finally!” Agatha breathed.
“Do we really have to do this?” Ruthie said.
“Of course! You were carried away with thoughts about my brother and we have to take it away” Agatha replied, grabbing her hand.
“Where are we going?” Ruthie asked.
“I grew up here so I know a lot of fun places” Agatha replied, and Ruthie smiled, following her.
“About your time stopping power, why does it always flicker? Shouldn’t it be strong since you’re used to this kingdom?” Ruthie suddenly asked.
“That’s because I wasn’t born with it. I got the power the day i joined the Institute so…I dunno” Agatha replied.
“Then you should learn how to use it, I’ll help you” Ruthie said.
“Really?” Agatha’s face brightened, but then a big thud landed behind them.
They both turned at once but saw nothing.
“What was that?” Ruthie said, but shockingly, Agatha is nowhere to be found.
She turned around on a spot for any sign but there’s none.
“Agatha!!!” She screamed out fearfully.
*
MYSTIC INSTITUTE, BEASTLY TERRITORY*
Aragon has been unconscious since he landed in the realm, but the downpour of water on his face made his eyes fly open.
He spranged up, and he was shocked to see a guy standing in front of him. He’s shirtless with a wooden cup on his right hand which he poured the water from.
He has nothing but tattered white pants on, but still…that didn’t make his handsomeness go lower.
“Who are you? And isn’t this Beastly Territory? I’m supposed to be suffering” Aragon said.
“It is, but you’re in a different part of the Territory cos you came in with a different intention, to find the sword” he smiled.
“And…who are you?” Aragon asked after looking around the strange realm.
“I’ve been here since I was created. I’m Hades, the sword seal” he smiled again.
“Meaning?” Aragon frowned.
“I have the sword embedded inside of me, and if I don’t die, the sword isn’t coming out” Hades said.
“Fine” Aragon scoffed and summoned his sword, but the sword flew away from him immediately he raised it on Hades.
Hades smiled yet again, then he moved closer and Aragon’s eyes widened.
“Let me give you the interesting spoiler” he said.
“Nothing can kill me, unless I decide to kill myself” he muttered, and his eyes glowed bright blue.
TBC.
