Now where do I start? Perhaps at the very beginning of the morning. Or maybe I can skip past that and immediately head into the main story. But then again, White would probably get confused. So perhaps I should start with when he was together with his little girl friend, Zenith. Now how do I know this? Well, in due time he will be recalling all of this back to me. That's why I'm able to tell what's going on even when I wasn't there yet. So here you go...
It was already a couple of weeks into the 3rd semester and The Magic Studies student were having a lesson on 3rd Generation Magic which is the manipulation of magic through the combination of science and magic. In short, it's called Science Magic, which differs from its predecessor, Ancient and Classical Magic. Most people these days have the normal Classical Magic while a lucky few and most likely children these days are more likely to have the ability that falls under Science Magic.
As for the people that I know who is lucky to be born with Science Magic, it so happens to be non other than my buddy Zenith Feathers. White also knew this, so he asked her during class.
"Hey, Zen." He whispers, "You're a 3rd Gen, right?"
Zenith lightly nodded and told him, "Yes, but considering that both of us absorbed those Dragon Crystal does it really falls under 3rd Gen?"
White then wondered, "True...So does that mean we're 1st Gen?"
She shrugged, "Beats me, our situation is a tad bit different and there is no way it could be written in any book at all about us."
"I guess your right on that one." White agrees.
Ever since the events of The Music Festival at the end of last semester, these two has officially became a couple and everyone in the whole class knows it. There's no doubt about it. They have been comfortable with each other. Zenith always talks about him whenever she was maintaining my flintlocks to the point that I got sick of it. But alas, that's just how it is for this lovebird.
In any case, after they were done with class White seemingly invited Zenith to go and have lunch together as always. But that plan had to be abandoned unfortunately. The reason behind that is because someone was asking for Cyclone White. It was non other than Sam Maximus, the Cardinal of Magic Administration. She herself came for White instead of asking her henchmen to do her bidding of summoning him.
"There you are Cyclone White!" Sam proudly raises both her arms in the air as she said that.
"Sam? What are you doing here?" wondered White.
Sam then notices Zenith and asked both of them, "Are you two happen to have a plan this afternoon?"
"Yeah..." Zenith replied, "We're just about to have lunch."
"Well, unfortunately miss Zenith. I would like to borrow White for the afternoon. It is an important business and I'm sure you wouldn't mind, right?"
Zenith then responded, "I wouldn't mind since it is important then. But can't I just go with him as well?"
"Yeah. Is there a problem to involve her as well?" White added.
Sam snickered and said, "There's no problem to it except that this is quite confidential and only White should know about this. You, Zenith Feathers are not qualified for such thing."
I could tell from that statement that it definitely offended Zenith in some form but for an odd reason Zenith was able to gloss it over with ease. I'm once again surprised over how much this girl has changed from being very timid to a much more confident person.
"If you say so..." Zenith sighed and then told Sam, "But if there's any harm done to him, I will get involve." Zenith didn't stutter.
"Very well...Now come, White. We have a lot to discuss...Elsewhere." Sam quickly turn herself away from Zenith.
She was probably intimidated by her for a bit. It was fascinating for me to know that Sam was intimidated by another student. It is actually a rare occasion considering that she's the one who is always full of intimidation when she's our Cardinal. But then again, I always raised my voice against her and it always makes me smile every time she falls for my trap. It's fun seeing the mighty falling down like that.
In any case, White said a few words to Zenith and parted ways with her. He then followed Sam to the library.
"The library?" He asked.
"Not quite." Sam corrected him. She then raised her right arm as it begins to glow.
She activated her Absolute Order and cast it on White. Without any realization, he was completely under control by Sam.
"Now then..." Sam brought out something from her bag. It was a blindfold. "Wear this."
White willingly heeded whatever she said and wore the blindfold. The next thing he could recall was that The Absolute Order spell has been deactivated/
"You can take off the blindfold now, White..." He heard Sam's voice.
White then said, "You don't really have to do that" as he takes off the blindfold. "Woah. What am I looking at?"
In front of White was a huge device. It looked like a bed but it was definitely a device from the looks of it as it has a bunch of those technical shenanigans. This device will be the main focus of this entire story as it revolves around the device. This is where it all started, Cyclone White. Or perhaps I should call you by your current title, Lord Cyclone White.
TO BE CONTINUED