Inside beautiful maple wood flored kitchen of a massive white painted two floored mansion 2 people were eating waffles with maple syrup.
William finished his plate and stood up from the table. "Luscious, I am off, please don't waste the food today, I tried my best making it even if I had to watch a YouTube tutorial. Anyways, I would be a late today.... Apparently an urgent case has come us yesterday so I might be at duty for a little longer."
William spoke as he picked up the car's from the drawer. Lucious has still not managed to finish the large waffle William given him just nodded sightly as he took another bite from the plate.
William was about to leave the kitchen-
"Why do you always use the car, uncle. If you yourself fly there it would be faster"
Lucious spoke, still not looking at William who was struggling to find an appropriate excuse.
"Well.... you see... I... "
"Is it because you want to impress your new squad lutinent.... ot rather girlfriend at the bureau"
He continued without any hint of any kind of emotion. It was as if he did not just accused his godfater of having a relationship with his squad member.
"I will be off... "
William, embarrassed hurridly left the kitchen. 'Why do things get so awkward when Lucious himself says something, and how did he find out about his girlfriend..... Oh right, last night I forgot my phone at home..... But does he know the password, anyway not does it matter anymore now that he knows it'
William's continued as he sat in his new Rolls Royce, and after giving a look to the massive mansion, his eyes paused for a little at the open kitchen window on the second floorhe drove off to the bureau.
"I can only hope that he will get more... social with time"
The car drove off. Leaving only the security guard at the main entrance and Lucious alone in the massive mansion.
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In an office with yellow walls and somewhat old fashioned furniture two figures where sitting on opposit sides of a expensive redwood desk. This office was on the 8th floor of a skyscraper in Arkon.
The expensive yet old looking spacious office was quite, if one were to listen closely they could hear the sounds of the rustling winds entering the office thorough the wide opened widow on the right wall.
A middle aged man was staring at a boy with some serious eyes. The man was wearing a full plain blue formal shirt which was properly tucked into his black pants. He wore a pair of square glasses which rested on his somewhat large nose, his properly combed black hair with streaks of grey in between gave him a heavy presence he also had a watch on his left wrist giving. A black coat was all that was missing and he would have a perfect look of a lawyer.
But this man was no lawyer, he was a therapist and an expensive one at that. He charged quite a fees for his sessions. His name was Richard Smith. Rumor was that he was a retired super who worked for the C. C. D , but unfortunately there was no one who has seen him using any supernatural ablilty so the rumors were still just rumors.
"Lucious, before concluding this session I must talk about something else."
"I received a call from your guardian regarding your decision about the academy"
And of course the one who was sitting in the opposite side of the desk was Lucious.
William and Ashley had insisted him for taking therapy from Mr. Richards, they believed that it would make him more... social, but still to keep Ashley happy he agreed on wasting an hour of his day here.
" "
Richards words woke Lucious up from his thoughts. He looked up, staring at Richard with his exposed eye.
"And what did he said... "
Lucious spoke, turning his head to the right, looking out of the office widow once again.
"He said that you do not wish to attend the academy, is that right"
"Yes"
Richard's left eyebrow slightly twitched.
Lucious was the only person whom he cannot see getting any better with the sessions.
The way we talked, the way he spoke, the way he stared at people without any restrain, it was all the same. Nothing has changed from when he first came here for his first session.
This was something that Richard found annoying. He had interacted with so many different people with social problems thanks to his growing popularity as a therapist that he can tell grasp the person's psychological condition within 3 to 4 sessions. But..... Lucious was someone whom he had not been able to read. He was like a doll, just programmed to work some species ways. He spoke only when necessary, he never initated any conversation himself. Richard has been doing his best to observe what the problem with Lucious was and the only conclusion that he could reach was that maybe Lucious was suffering from health condition that effected his emotions.
Otherwise how could a person just plainly refuse to the chance of going to Literally the best academy there is. If not for William who was the captain of CCD squad 1, he would have not even hot the admission.
"And may I ask you why you don not wish to attend the academy"
Richard said, adjusting his glasses which had slid a little down on his nose.
"I have some personal reasons "
Lucious replied, not even bothering to look at Richard. Why do William has to tell this therapist about that issue, were some thoughts in his head.
"So you have some personal reasons huh "
"Yes"
Richard's eyebrow twitched again. Still maining his profasionalism he shifted a little forward on his chair.
"Lucious, listen.... This is a golden opportunity for you, you may not get an opportunity like this again.So please grab it."
"Even if you not like it now, you will certainly learn new things there"
Richard said, if he manages to convince Lucious then he might get rid of this psychological problem of his, making him successful in treating another one of his client.
Lucious finally lifted his gaze the window and looked at Richard.
The clouds came over the sun, casting a shadow over the city. The dark shadow fell of Lucious's face from the window, making his red eye appearing as if it was glowing.
Lucious opened his mouth. And took a deep yet silent breath.
"What can they.... even teach me "