At dawn we prepare to go to the institution. As you approach the surroundings of the campus, you can see much better how it is surrounded by bridges that connect with each territory, these bridges are lost to the naked eye and demonstrate the immense of the place.
Large gates welcome us, behind them long corridors whose path is drawn by trees that have different colors depending on which bridge they connect, bushes and small flowers that give way to different areas such as a small park, several courts, places to buy clothes, the cafeteria, cooking and cooking areas and a video game area so that students can relax in their hours or days off. This is where Esteban and I spend hours driving cars, motorcycles, fishing for toys, and killing zombies.
The bell has not yet rung so the students are scattered around, some sitting under the trees, others playing soccer, others leaving the cafeteria and many leaving the bedrooms, but they all had something in common: they looked at me . They followed my steps carefully as a predator stalking its prey, paparazzi looking for a scoop, not being able to bear the constant stares I seek refuge in my brother. He notices my feelings and brings me closer to him, and his grayish blue eyes look in all directions and then focus on me.
—You don't have to worry Marinep. You just have to stand your ground.
His smile fills me with courage, so I resume walking with him by my side to enter the main building, when suddenly Joselin appears out of nowhere and hugs me.
—You're good? Haven't they hurt you yet?
—No. Does anyone want to hurt me?
—That you are a leader is already on everyone's lips and ears and they even called the ruler of the South Amira territory.
—What do you say?!— The shock is so great that my legs are shaking, my mind is in chaos, I can't think of anything congruent.
—You don't have to be worried little sister, I'll go to the student center to investigate the rumors in depth, stay with Joselin— Menrip, when he finishes speaking, runs off.
My heart is pounding so hard I feel like it will soon burst out of my chest. I watch my brother's back walk away and as I watch him disappear behind the doors of the building, anxiety completely fills his bodily emptiness and is later changed by the warmth of Joselin's hands on my shoulders, his gentle touch brings me to calm . When I think that everything will be fine some appear to damage the scene.
—Look at the leader of Amira Sur. Who would think that this girl would have any power?— At some point some litigation seekers approached us. —Then girl you better give us your power and we will save ourselves from having to hit you.—
—She is not alone. You are blind, you should wash your eyes before disturbing someone.
—Come on Miss Joselin you should be yearning for it too— the boy's voice is disgustingly perverted. —Imagine all that power, she should stay calm, for when I get it I will take her for a most pleasant walk out of this horrible prison having the world under my feet— he says while licking his own lips lustfully.
The situation we find ourselves in is completely irritating and disgusting. Because of this I am in doubt whether or not to use my powers to get out of this aberrant moment, more to see Joselin her green eyes look calm like a gentle breeze.
—I don't have to worry anymore, it's for you that I feel a bit sorry now. I just hope they make the best decision and that they do not leave here to the hospital.
— What are you talking about?— the boys wonder.
When looking behind Marinep they see a tall boy with very fine features from him, the morning sun settles on his blond and reddish hair resembling a splendidly beautiful sunset. His skin is white as clouds, little freckles appear on his cheeks and his eyes are light as honey.
His sharp eyes are looking anywhere but at the creators of the situation in front of him. The men paled when they saw him, the one who at some point approached the ladies; Anyone who knows him knows that never in the time that he has been studying at the institution has he been seen using force to settle a fight, well rumors suggest that the mere presence of him makes anyone mute.
No one can explain the overwhelming influence of him but whoever is against him is to rely on his reputation beyond the ground, for him and his entire family. The men without taking their eyes off him began to withdraw and it wasn't until they took three steps that the young man opened his mouth.
—I just hope things aren't too chaotic from now on— He glances at them. —Is it more than clear?— Without saying a word, the men left like the other students who were in the surroundings, disappearing from the area without leaving any trace.
Away from them three people standing from different points of the campus saw the situation that had developed. One of them standing by the cafeteria sighs in deep relief, the other standing from one side of the doors of the building outlines a smile of expected results and the other is on the roof of the building with a face of total no importance for what happened. , more like boring.
Joselin approaches the imposing figure cautiously.
—Thank you ... thank you Erick, I hope we were not a bother."
—It was nothing extraordinary, it was only intervening when needed. That his brother called me does not change the fact that the rumors circulating about the leader here also caught my attention.
— …You have a problem with that?
—You are a very brave girl, although with boldness and determination are not enough to survive, so I will give you some advice: There are many rats that covet what is yours and as such they will look for the cheese to eat.
—Be direct, will you?
—Girl— He approaches me, outlines a small smile that is imperceptible to Joselin but since his face is so close to mine, I can draw with my eyes every line of his face. His lips are close enough to my right ear to feel his hot breath on it —What I mean is, I hope you know how to enjoy what you have, because you don't know when or how they will attack you and from what I see you are so weak like a dry twig, I will not always be there to protect you and get you out of the mousetrap, that is, out of problems. Was I direct enough?— he separates from her to look at Joselin << Apparently she will not be a bad influence on his side for the moment >> saying this to himself leaves without looking back.
Before Marinep reproaches her behavior towards him, the bell rings for the beginning of classes and above her the voice of the principal echoes in the gardens through the loudspeakers arranged in the surroundings. —Miss Marinep I ask you to come to my office immediately before entering the classroom—
— What I was missing, I'll see you soon Joselin— I see in her that she wants to stop me but she doesn't, the next moment my brother appears and encourages me in a confidence that everything will be fine.
In the director's office Marinep is crestfallen before the presence that is in front of her, it is nothing more and nothing less than the ruler of Amira Sur. Formally dressed for which he was summoned to the place. He is a man of about forty five (45) years old, in good shape, with brown hair and eyes. The director who is anxious about their presence does not produce a word. The one who breaks the silence of the place is the ruler.
— Isn't your identity supposed to be a secret in the eyes of any citizen? You should have reported the incident and did not reach my ears by third parties— his voice is as soft as feathers but too direct for my humor.
—I'm sorry, ruler, I made a big mistake. But you don't have to worry about me ...
—You don't have to apologize— I felt a cold rush down my spine when I saw his face, it was deformed by a macabre smile.
I had never seen him act this way before, as if he had freed a violent animal from a restraint that had previously domesticated him. His mask of the good Samaritan, of the one who is good to his people, who is there when needed, was gone. A lust for blood and lust for power emanated from him. He places his hands on my shoulders and squeezes them so hard I start with pain.
—I've been waiting so long for this to happen, you don't know how I felt when I heard the news— He was ecstatic so when I was informed I came quickly without hesitation. The only thing that bothers me is having been the first, but as they say there is no harm that does not come.
—But ... don't you understand the seriousness of this matter? Those who want Amira Sur will come for me and even Amira Norte will seek total control of the territory, so ...
—You just have to fight right?— His gaze is dark like a great abyss, his attitude only worsens with the time of the conversation, every time I look at him my throat becomes dry to the point of preventing me from swallowing correctly.
—Ruler, what's wrong with you? Does he know what will happen if I die?
—While I'm here, another representative will be born and ...
—They will kill you! With no one to defend the territory ... my powers ... will pass to the victor, that's the way things are— he removed his hands from my aching shoulders. So I ask that you behave as you should be for a person his age and with the magnitude and influence of his work.
—Stupid girl— his voice trembles in immense suppressed anger. —As you have to defend yourself against them, you do not put yourself in my place.
—What are you talking about now? In case you don't know, I must go back to class.
—You only care about your useless classes, and I, answer me.
—I do not understand what you want to tell me.
—They are killing us! Don't you watch the news?
—How do you say? Who would want to kill a ruler before his leader?
—That's a good question, why don't you ask the leader of Antirda that same question? He has already killed three rulers including the one from his own territory! Getting that information from a territory as closed as that is already too much.
—That doesn't make sense. What does he gain from that?
—I can no longer handle this conversation, I cannot trust you, you are the same as your father, with a calm and ambiguous search for an invisible peace.
—My father as a former leader only wanted the best for Amira Sur, you have no right ...
—That's why they killed him! That's why the scoundrel died! He never understood that one of our main duties is to encourage leaders to protect the territory even if it costs him his life. Of course, you can only protect something that way if you are willing to fight and not just sit back and talk with your bird of "peace."
—I'm not like my father.
—It is not true. You are worse than him, much dumber, much weaker and much more incapable of doing anything that actually results in positive and productive results. So I tell you once and for all, either you kill that damn child of Antirda or I swear that before I die at his hands I will send your sick older brother and your mother to hell— saying that last thing he leaves the office.
Faced with the threat over me I bite my lips as a way to prevent my tears from coming out of my eyes, I hug my trembling body taking the necessary strength to avoid falling and with regret I leave the director's office. To my surprise Esteban was standing outside the office, he moves his lips to say something and tries to stop my walk, after sighing he gets the strength to speak.
—You don't have to tell me anything, let's go to class. Then we will talk when you want to or maybe we will play a video game. What do you think?