Far away from Prodigy Academy, was sliding with a metal skateboard on a snow mountain. He was coming down from uphill, he was wearing a simple blue jacket with a fluffy white hood. His pants were blue as well. His dark blue robe was flying behind him like a cape. Even from uphill, he could see a big palace-like thing covered in white snow.
The closer he got more and more houses started showing around that palace the place just seemed to get bigger and bigger. Suddenly, his board disappeared and he jumped forward, metal started covering his feet. He landed on the snow in front of a big gate. It was covered in snow as well; everything around it was covered in snow as well.
"Open the door," Rameel looked up and ordered a guard who was standing at the door, covered with baggy clothes. More than 20 people were standing on the gate, wearing the same outfit, only 10 feet away from each other. The mountain-high gate started opening slowly, showcasing a trail of huts made out of wood. House of Inventum was also called the House of Decorators, because of its beautiful huts and shops. It was the most beautiful House out of all.
Rameel walked in as the door was opening, he walked through the crowd, hundreds of people in the Bazar were wandering around. Everyone wearing white or blue coats, Rameel walked through the crowd with his head hidden in the hood. He was son of Rabeel Zoraiz, the Sultan of House Inventum. He stopped in front of the palace, it was even more humongous than the gate. Four pillars around a big round globe, and it was protected by another wall around it. The wall had no door or gate or another means of getting in. The only way was jumping over 50 a 50-foot-high wall or flying over it. Rameel looked up and opened both his hands. A silver metal started coming out from both of his hands and slowly it took the shape of long knives in both hands. The knives had a chain attached. Rameel hurled both knives towards the top of the wall. He had enough strength in his hands that he threw two heavy knives 50 feet up in the sky along with the chain that was embedded in those knives' hilts. The chain stretched as the knives flew up, knives took their place in the wall.
Rameel had the other side of both chains in his hand. He pulled the chain back, the chains started vanishing in the palm of his hand like they were going directly into his body. Rameel started going up swiftly as the chain became shorter and shorter. When it was only 5 or more feet away he jumped using the chain's momentum to throw his body on the other side of the wall, he started to fall with the chain getting longer and longer as he came down. Just before he hit the ground the chain stopped stretching and Rameel flipped over, both chains and knives disappeared.
He now stood in a garden, there was no snow falling in the palace. The garden had green grass and every kind of flower and plant. "My son is back, and now he holds the title of a Master Prodigy Knight." A man was standing at the end of the garden, wearing a long red coat and a golden crown with rubies embedded in it. He was Rabeel Zoraiz, Rameel moved forward and with a smile, he hugged him tightly. "Yes, Father I am an official Master Prodigy Knight now." He took a step back,
"Why is Amara back so early?" The King asked with a worried tone. "I heard she passed." Rameel clicked his tongue, "Father, you know about her passion, she wants to be a warrior, not a helper. So, she didn't go to House of Inventum class instead she went to Ihaan's class. Where he declined to take her in and sent her to Anika but she also didn't take her. That's why she came rushing back, whatever happens, she won't join the helper's squad. And if she doesn't I won't let her stay there, as I am Master of the class she will be in."
King shrugged, "Son, that's not fair, you became a warrior on your terms and she has every right to choose for herself, just like you did."
Rameel walked past his father and opened the back door, "Father, she is only 17 and her Prodigy is not compatible for war, I just don't want another sibling of mine dying in that stupid war." He walked inside the palace, many maids were roaming around, working. "Where is Amara?" Rameel asked a man, he was wearing a long black coat, and he was their House's butler and manager.
"Greetings, young master. The young miss came in a hurry and has been in her room ever since." The butler answered. Rameel looked up, Amara's room was on the second floor. He slowly walked into the manor, towards her room. Her room's door was closed. Rameel knocked on the door twice. "I know you are in there, open the door." He said politely but loud enough that his voice could penetrate through the door and reach her ears. He stepped back and waited. "If you don't I'll break the door, like I always do." The door opened, the second Rameel said those words. A girl with shining golden hair came out, she didn't look that big, not more than 5 feet. "Step outside and fight me." Rameel said as he started walking out, "If you can hit me even once, I'll let train you in fighting myself." Amara threw her head down, but she knew it was the only chance she'd ever get to prove that she could fight. But, she was aware of the fact that her brother was no normal Prodigy Knight, he had one of the rarest Creation Prodigies, The Metal Creation Prodigy and to top it off he made sure to master it in a way, no one had ever done.
Amara's face looked pale, maids and the butler stopped and looked at Amara as she followed his brother out to fight him. She was wearing a simple white jacket and a white rag-like pant.