'The master becomes Monarch, The Shadow becomes the void. Are thee worthy of battling a king? '
Welcome Back. You have been a good companion in sealing your tongue about the Rainbow Clan Dissappearance. I would advise you to keep the same motion, because you can never know if I exist in your world. Thank you for being so understanding.
Caesar's right eye was glowing red hot as he was running at Chalybe with blinding speed [And I'm serious. He was moving at speeds that normal eyes won't be able to see]. He arrived at where Chalybe was standing and delivered a devastating blow.
The blow was so loud and so powerful that one of Caesar's step-brothers in the mansion spat out his wine due to the shock of the attack. No divinity, no amplifier; This was just raw strength.
If you think that was impressive, Caesar's companions are equally Noteworthy. Chalybe's arm was in the path of the impact, protecting his face. No blood, bruising, or fracture was seen in the arm, and no sign of pain was present on his face.
Izobel reacted at blinding speed and delivered an equally devastating blow to Caesar, And the trio broke into a Brawl. The Mansion Guards felt the heat and explosion of the battle.
They were moving so fast that no eyes could keep up with them. Their speed and strength as worthy of worship, as each blow had more power than the last.
Present at the Battle, the Percival's Mansion guards remained calm and collected. They didn't bother to stop the fight. They didn't move or present any Aid to Caesar.
'Is Master Caesar still doing his old morning tradition ?' A guard spoke up
'He has excelled in all areas in battle. His strength and speed have increased drastically. Another guard spoke up
Another guard with pure Gloydon armour was the most unfazed. His helmet which was crafted in the image of a Sun Lion, protected a harsh man's face, decorated with multiple scars and wounds. Even though he had a wild face, the guard had eyes which held warmth and tenderness.
If this Guard had killed any person, they would have died in peace, staring into the gentle eyes of a loyal warrior.
'Caesar has indeed grown strong, but he is still as greedy as ever'
'Master Adalwin? , What do you mean' A guard asked him with his head steadily bowed.
Master Adalwin Von Joseph is the Head of the Percival's Mansion guards, a man with the heart of a beast and the sword that protects and slays. His achievements are truly iconic. For reference, 3 years ago, Adalwin slayed 3000 Dagger-toothed Vregox [Giant beast with giant bite force].
He slayed 3000 of those feral animals to protect Master Albert 1st Wife, Jamila Youtan Percival, from being devoured by them. The person or people who staged the attack are still unknown, but Adalwin was praised greatly for his feat.
'I have seen Caesar grow from a youngling to a warrior. But after the fight from his entrance trial to the academy, he asked me to train him personally.'
The guard looked at themselves in curiosity.
'What sort of training did Master Caesar ask for ?'
Adalwin studied Caesar's fight with pride. He was impressed with Caesar's speed and coordination. 'Caesar asked me to teach him how to move at the speed of light'
'SPEED OF LIGHT !!!!!' All the Guards present screamed in shock and looked at the raging battle that came to an end.
Caesar held his fist to Chalybe's head, Chalybe positioned his Elbow to Izobel's Ribs, and Izobel's leg was on the verge of crushing Caesar's neck.
The three stood there for some time and withdrew. The three of them looked at themselves and started to laugh. The palace guards made a sigh of relief.
'Wow, Caesar, I am impressed you got faster. The star of the Percival family does cease to amaze me.'
'You boys and that dumb tradition. Even though it got my blood pumping, I have to admit that I was not expecting it at all. Can't you give a warning next time?'
'Stop complaining, Izzy. I saw your smile all through the fight. And I wasn't going to land that blow, but when I saw this guy's face, I couldn't help it.
The three prodigies continued laughing and made their way towards the gate.
Prince Chalybe Winter Arthur is a silver-haired half-Nephilim. With his mother being a Nephilim [Humans that possess the blood of Angels], and the King being a Human, the prince got the best of both worlds. He was 15 years old, Cyan blue eyes, slightly taller than Caesar, but had the same lean build. He had a warm smile beside his cold atmosphere, and a crescent-shaped tattoo surrounding his left eye.
Lady Izobel Kyra Edger, a descendant of the greatest Apothecary to ever live, Leywin Edger, was a 13-year-old girl with the passion of a full-grown woman. She was the shortest of the group, with long pink hair adorned by butterfly hairpins, pink eyes, Sparkling long legs revealed by her short skirt, and a benevolent shape that resulted in 13 love letters every day. She was sweet and innocent on the outside, but Chalybe and Caesar knew her dangerous side that was hidden from the rest of the world.
Caesar saw one of his escorts sent by his father, who was meant to protect Him and his companions. Caesar knew his Father meant pure, but he was still annoyed. Caesar is 14, not 4. He was sure to take care of himself, but the Great Abert Percival thought otherwise.
'Guys, can we hurry up? They are here again.'
Chalybe looked at his confidant with a playful glint in his eyes 'Are your bodyguards trailing us again to keep their little prince safe?'
Caesar looked back again and saw two more. I don't know if you are mocking me, Chalybe. We all know that you are the silver-haired blessing of a hybrid, the amazing Chalybe. Next to you am just a background character.'
Chalybe patted Caesar on the head as a childish gesture ' Awww, is Master Caesar jealous?'
Caesar's red right eye glowed 'Stop patting my head, you brat'
Izobel chuckled softly, 'You know Caesar, maybe your father just wan't to make sure that you arrive at school safely'
Chaybe continued 'Yeah. And must I remind you that I am the second prince, not the first? So if my father dies, if that old man ever will, my older brother will take the throne, not me.'
The trio reached outside the Mansion and immediately smelled freshly baked bread and pastries.
The Percival's Mansion is surrounded by shops of many agricultural produce and goods, with some being baked, fried, or paracooked [the method of using vibration to cook food].
Izobel noticed Caesar's annoyance with his escort and thought of an idea that would please all three of them. 'Who wan't to race to the academy? The two losers will have to buy the Winner fresh Wymbel Bread.'
Caesar's face lightened with excitement, and he grinned 'Well, that does present itself as a nice morning exercise. Chalybe, you wan't to...'
Before Caesar could finish, Chalybe was already standing on the roof of a Cathedral. 'Guess I have a head start then. ' Chalybe turned around and bounded to another building.
'Oh, that silver-haired brat,' Caesar said as he and Izobel ran in the direction Chalybe went.
As he leaped to jump over a fence, Caesar witnessed the Escorts picking up their speed.
They weren't 5 or 10 as usual, but in the split second that Caesar caught a glimpse of them, they were 30 black robed men on his trail.
The Escorts weren't expecting Caesar and his companions to suddenly start sprinting, but they were.
Chalybe ricocheted himself on three buildings, Izobel skillfully ran by a horde of speeding Automobile Chariots, and Caesar leaped into the sky and enjoyed the suspension and freedom of the great height.
They didn't slow down, and the Escorts did the same. Chalybe launched Izobel into the air as Ceaser went in between two High-rise Towers, A major landmark in the City.
They kept running and leaping so high they saw the full beauty of the 3 suns rising from their place of rest: Soria rising from the north, Esrellos from the east, and ZuiZui from the west.
The trio swerved, launched, leapt, sprinted, and dodged until Izobel forcefully stopped herself from bumping into an old lady.
The short, bent, shrivelled old lady didn't seem to notice a 13-year-old girl almost forcefully collide with her, but a tall, young man noticed, and he wasn't a pleasant gentleman.
'Hey, you, leave that woman alone.'
The man screamed at Izobel and reached for the old lady. They looked alike, so Izobel assumed that they were related. As Izobel was breathing fast due to the shock, Caesar and Chalybe joined her.
'Grandma, are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you bleeding? Are you in pain? Are you in..'
The old woman calmly touched the young man's cheek 'Oh Loki, you always seem to worry too much. This beautiful young woman just appeared here, isn't she beautiful? '
Loki looked at Izobel with pure disdain 'She is just an old lady, do you know what would have happened if you had hit her'
Izobel looked like she was about to cry. 'I am deeply sorry. I was careless and wasn't aware of my surroundings. Please forgive me.'
The Old woman pitied Izobel. 'Loki, are you bullying the young woman?'
'Grandma, stay out of this. You wretched nobles who think you can harm anybody, do anything, and think you will get away with this. Aren't you considerate of those below you? How selfish can you be ?'
Izobel was starting to get teary. The man, Loki, caused a scene. People were eager to see what was unfolding. Caesar wanted to hold Izobel and get out of the area, but he knew she wouldn't appreciate it.
Izobel was a woman who never ran away from her responsibility and believed in duty, but sometimes, Caesar thinks Disciplene can be falsely administered.
Chalybe nudged Caesar's arm and directed his gaze to a tower. The Esorts drew their weapons and were about to attack the gentleman Loki, but with a stare from Caesar, the loyal escorts hid their weapons.
Izobel tried to control her emotions 'What can I do to make it up? How much? How far?, Is there any desire you want?'
'Deceit, deceit. Do you think you can bribe me? The corruption just keeps growing in the bloodline, it seems.
Caesar spoke up 'She said she is sorry, or can't you understand the words'
Izobel grabbed both Caesar and Chalybe's sleeves and took a deep breath.
'I don't know what life you have lived, or what pain you have to perceive, but I apologize for the discomfort I have caused. But my family, or the family of my companions, does not enjoy the concept of Corruption or Abuse of power. The nobles, the Royals, and the Force of Shawnforth, the Scynther Cities, and the kingdom of Zion pledge to serve the people with fairness and equality. I am not supposed to know all, or be perfect, but I apologise for the pain that any corrupt noble has caused in your life.'
Everyone was shocked, potentially Izobel herself.
Loki looked like he was about to smile. His temper calmed, and a slight smile appeared beside his lips, and it made Izobel's heart skip several beats.
'Grandma, let's go'
'What about the young woman, is she alright?' The old woman asked innocently
'Yes, grandma. She is alright'
'She is beautiful, isn't she ?'
'Grandma !' Loki looked like he was blushing, and it made Caesar furious
'Isn't she?'
'Yes, she is'
'I told you, didn't i'
Loki escorted the old woman away, and Izobel called out, 'What is your full name, and will I see you again?'
'Samuel Loki, and you will see me again if fate permits'
'My name is Izobel Kyra Edger, and I will introduce fairness into Zion, so that you will he happy'
Loki looked back, 'I am counting on you, Izobel,' and he disappeared in the crowd.
'Way to go, Izzy, that was pretty brave of you,' Chalybe said, patting Izobel on the back.
'Yeah, because I was about to tell my escort to attack him, or would have done it myself.' Caesar felt some strange presence on Loki, but he couldn't explain it.
'If you had done that, Caesar, what would he think of the nobles. He speaks for the entire less privileged of Zion, and I vow to uphold my promise.'
' Huh, well, well, well. Izzy might be more mature than we realize, Caesar. But that doesn't mean you will beat me to the Academy,' Chalybe started running, and Izobel followed him.
Caesar still felt uneasy. It felt like a mystery was tugging him to come looking, but he chased after his Companions.
A few more buildings to leap over, and the trio landed on the gate of their new academy. A large black building with tall towers, arched windows, and an enormous compound decorated with colorful flowers of different sorts.
BLACK MEADOWS ACADEMY. The prestigious academy that opens for those who awaken a Divinity.
Caesar was excited. He would meet people who were maybe 10 times stronger than him, but he was excited as ever.
Before he could set foot on the school compound, a blonde girl landed on his back and wrapped her long arms around his neck.
'Hello darling'