"So?" Warfare placed his hand down on the table, "what's the matter?"
"A energy," was the simple response of Mythic. "A energy that was detected from a Player."
Nobody said a thing.
"Haa.. an energy? That's it?" Warfare laid his head down. Peeking from the gap of his arms, he had an irritated expression. "What does that have to do with me? Or any of us?"
"Careful of your mask," Sorcery told Warfare with tranquility. "And it has to do with you and Mystery. It somehow wasn't involved with me. A dark energy."
"Huh?" Constellation said in bewilderment. "Dark energy? So what? Is it important?"
"A dark energy, huh?" Mystery smiled. "Explain in detail," They crossed their legs and stared at the sky. "If it contains me, then it is most definitely important to know."
"Well," Mythic was finding the words to explain it, "a dark energy might be related to war, as of Warfare, and the dark energy could be an unsolved mystery still unsolved today," he, who didn't know for sure what the dark energy was actually really, thought that the dark energy was neither of them.
It could be deeper than they'd thought, or really just out of their boundaries.
It was morning, yes, but Mythic was feeling his wings growing heavy, the gold weighted it down.
Why even get this kind of design? It was hard work for a 8 year old to lift up this kind of jewelry anytime, not to mention there was extra weight. Worry about the children.
Saying 'friends' was starting to sound weird, and the children were literally like his own birth children. Old traditions from his childhood was really disappearing. The names- he used to be Ravan-Shade, but now it changed so abruptly that it was soon forgotten.
Shine-Mint, Night-Flutter, his sisters, were now missing, but their names were changed to Shine and Flutter. Although Night would've really suited Flutter more, as her wings were closer to black than anyone would've seen in their lifetime.
Flame-Frost.. Fade-Trix.. Doxy-Astro.. Star-Tech and her husband Zeo-Cite.. They all changed their names. For what reason? A threat. But Mythic knew that they wouldn't never really change their given name of the Aster-Fate, who's the leader of the tribe.
The Aster-Fate changed her name back to Morning-Prase, refusing to make it shorter. Well, she's either dead or missing, but she was lovable among the race of fallen angels, even if they were little.
He'd grew up with her.. maybe? The memories were really disappearing now, but it was quite a relief that they were written down boldly on paper and was hidden away, but at the same time at a different place than where he was.
When will he ever get back to them, maybe?
Mythic never thought about that, but only though constructably on his new life.
"..then that's it, we have no idea where that Player went, but since we already have a face from helpful Sorcery, we'll find him!" A loud voice broke through Mythic's growing thoughts and worries.
Constellation's earlier energy subsided greatly, Sorcery started to look sick of the discussion, and Mystery blandly responded to Warfare's ideas and comments.
Warfare was a planner of war, not a literal fighter. But he could be more of a [god of Fighters,] but that path sounded like he would've needed to actually train fighters or plain people, basically.
Something that was weird, actually, was the fact that Warfare, Sorcery, and Mystery- well maybe not Mystery- but Warfare and Sorcery didn't seem to mind seeing Mythic and Constellation, who were completely different races.
Hostility must've been the first thought of someone smart, but they didn't really show any of it.
In fact, they were calm about it. Really reminding Mythic of the great leader, Hua-Saisi.
He really didn't care about races unless they were hostile, but other than that, it didn't bother him if he was surrounded by people who were not Fallen Angels, like for example, a half Tropical bird half human was accidentally found after at least 4 fallen angels, including Ravan, or young Ravan-Shade at that time, tripped over her steps up to her nest that time.
She really made everyone in the group back away when suddenly she glided down on them, almost hitting Petal-Streak without meaning to.
Well, it's quite unknown where she's at right now, but she was quite kind in that manner.
Hua-Saisi realized that quicker than anyone else, and he, along with everyone else's disbelievingly gaze, walked and smiled at the half-half human.
At that time, the jungle was lush, it's not really the same case as then, but the other krew members hid whenever there was a in counter like that.
Ayla's and Berry's parents were also in the group.
Feather-Fawn, the woman who was the first to cause chaos everytime but had good cooking skills, and Depressed-Jinx, why give him that name?
They weren't born by then, ofcourse.
Focusing back on the things that are happening now rather than the past, Mythic let the sunlight into his deep purple eyes and announced, "I'm going to end this meeting here, Demigods."
Mystery and Warfare immediately stopped their discussion that was really going to end up in a argument, Constellation slept deeply, and Sorcery's eyes glittered with pleasure, but a mix of something else lay deeply in it.
"Finally," she said with obvious joy.
"I have to go, and I'm sure everyone has to too. I wont waste time, so until next time," with a smooth movement, Mythic bowed politely and went off.
*****
Kilo has just realized it was a regular meeting. Wasn't it forced too? Confusing.