["It wasn't time!"] Jack exclaimed as we popped from a portal.
"Bloody wanker," I glared at him, "why can't you keep your furry damned cursed fucking mouth shut?"
He gulped loudly, ["Look, in my defense, you didn't explain your real intentions. What was left for me was interpreting it the way I could. As you gave them the weapons, I just… thought the plan was on."]
"No! It is not. And why are you talking with these plants now?"
Rio gasped, "Plants? Who are you calling a plant?"
I scoffed, "You. All."
"What did we do?" Yumi gasped.
"Oh, nothing. That's precisely it. Plants, with no offense, are like a background. Just there. Never a main character!" They all rolled their eyes at my condescending smug. "Felix-Gabriel Moore," I turned to him and his two boyfriends came to the front, shielding him. "You do know he was the only one welcomed in here, right? Aside from Agatta whom I invited."
They both have me a suspicious look, "You ain't beating him."
"Oh, yeah?" I grinned. "And how will you stop me? Did you forgot I'm his Captain? He is my responsibility. I can discipline him. Besides, I'm not a bully!" And to my dismay, all of them scoffed on that. "Hey, you bunch of useless bloody fuckers, I'm the only one who got with him when he needed. You spent 10 years messing with him because of you dumb and stupid misconceptions of the reason he was here. If someone has the right to kick him, after he leaked out something he should, it's me!"
Felix blushed and stepped closer, "She's right. Sorry, Hel."
"For?" I glared at him.
"For telling them about our TSAEI plan, which you had told me you wouldn't be doing. I just got so excited when you gave them all those weapons that seemed to be made for them, that I thought that was the case. And Jack also agreed with me, and he can read your mind, so… I…" he gulped. "I thought it was going to happen."
I crossed my arms, then used my telekinesis to float and seat on a invisible solid chair, "The weapons were all made for you though. I do not want any questions, and I will not answer any bloody one," I glared at Rio in special, and he blushed. "But my mom, Shay Miralanthor, made them for you. As you can see, it matches you, your powers, and your race, as well as the very style of weapon you use. I didn't knew until I looked again last night."
"True," Oliver added. "She also mistook her own weapons."
Summoning my katana and twin daggers, I used my telekinesis to keep them in the air, "These are the ones meant for me to use. They were here all the time, but I didn't know because I believed emerald was actually harmful to me, given my… circumstances of the past two thousand years plus forty decades. But now I learned that it's actually the gem that brings out the strongest of my abilities," then I shook my bracelet and pointed to my twelve players'. "The Crone knew and…." I froze before I finished.
Oliver chocked, "It's innate of you to talk too much."
I glared, "Shut up, little fanged bitch," then I turned to the others. "I mean, the headmaster knew this, and that's why she made those bracelets of emerald for my team."
"Did you just insinuated Headmaster Mia is the Crone?" Rio froze.
Biting my bottom lip, I glared at him, "No? Why would I do that? That doesn't even makes sense. It's just that I call her Crone because she's so bloody fucking old," and thankfully they all ate that. "So, my weapons are these and not the ones I've been using. Their handles are all sculpted with winged-serpents too, so, I only let it pass away because it was all of emerald."
Then I unsummoned them.
"My mom had many abilities. Such as time and seeing the future, she made many things thanks to her visions. She definitely made these weapons especially for you to use. No one else. That is why I did not ask for any money, since it was meant to belong to you. It's not a simple normal weapon."
Rio gasped, "Then give my money and Irene's back!"
"Nope," I grinned. "However, I can give you each a ruby dagger to compensate," I leaned back on my invisible chair.
"She's too kind. What did you do?" Dimitry glared at Oliver.
And the bastard grinned like a cheshire cat, "Lots of things that are not suitable for kids to hear," that made me laugh. "I just made her see a bit of the stuff she was refusing to. Then I gave her some motivation."
"Oh, we've heard about your huge motivation," Yumi grinned. "Hel told us after we asked her about as many times as she's old!"
Embarrassed, I threw a hard wave of green wind that even though she flew to evade, hit her. "Shut up, seraphim. Remember that my temper is volatile and doesn't stay the same for long."
Her eyes widened as she got up, "What the hell was that?"
"What kind of shit was that, Hell?" The others gasped.
I rolled my shoulders. "Purple flame, black water, green wind, and red earth. Four of the many innate powers natural of winged serpents. That was a corrosive wind that is also poisonous, and would have destroyed your clothes if you wasn't using the magical uniform of the Academy," I said while looking at my sharp nails died ebony black. "Purple flame and black water you already know. Now red earth is the undoing earth. It dissolves anything that touches it except for gems. Extremely deadly for humans, and most races in general, as it's capable of dissolving your flesh to the bones and the bones to dust."
When I looked up to meet their eyes, they were all pale, which made Oliver laugh, "Menacing much?"
"Can you use all that while in your serpent form, Hel?" Agatta came inside the arena, and clearly heard the last part. "Sounds powerful."
"I can, indeed. Five degrees of a winged serpent power without the use of any extra abilities are purple flame, black water, green wind, red earth, and the most deadly poison of all. My blood is entirely mixed with AB+ blood type, magic, and poison. So, aside from my mate, anyone who tries to bite me is dead-dead!"
Oliver nodded, coming closer to me, "By what we found until now, since I drank from her, my entire blood system is now deadly poisoned too. If another vampire, whoever is it, or another race with fags, also tries to bite me, they will be dead because her poison is in me. Apparently is a territorial treat of her kind," and of course, he grinned. "Not to mention that when she took my blood, she also poured her venom in me in that way, give that her fangs are essentially for that. So, yeah, we're full of poison."
"Aye, so you likes to bite?" Agatta grinned at me, and Oliver let out an annoyed growl.
"Only him," I giggled, holding his hand to make him feel better. "I have no desire on getting anyone else killed by my poison again. Especially not by a direct exposure to it, like being bitten by me."
Even her froze when I said that, "Again?" My siblings asked.
I turned to them and they gulped, and I took my time, trying to talk to them without seeing their mother. Thankfully, Oliver pressed my hand to give me some motivational help. "How do you think I learned how deadly I am, Agost?" Taking a deep breath, I leaned back, bringing Oliver to stay behind me. "I wasn't tortured for two thousand and forty years for nothing."
Nicolette covered her mouth in horror, "What does that… mean?"
I turned to her, "One of the reasons Meredith tortured me for so long on the monthly visits she gave me in my two thousand and forty years in stasis, was to experiment on me," I closed my eyes, uncomfortable. "She did that by mutilating every part of me. Winged-serpents have an insane regeneration, as long as you keep my brain and heart intact, and don't cut my head, you can take anything and it'll grow again. Slowly, and the pain will be very livid. But it will."
"The monthly all-bones-breaking was nothing compared to this," I smiled bitterly. "She would do it, then throw me into my coffin for the next month. Come again, do it again, leave again. Again, and again, and again. This went one for twenty four thousand and four hundred and eighty days. Twelve first Sundays of the month per year, for two thousand and forty."
As Oliver hugged my back tight, I caressed his arm on my waist.
When I opened my eyes, I looked at my ring instead of them. "You kids don't need to pity me, it'll make me angry. I don't behave when I'm angry," then I looked up with a mischievous grin on, to meet all of their tormented gazes. "It's fine," I brushed it off. "I'm alive. Besides, don't my scars look badass? They tell a story of survival," I forced myself to keep grinning. "Everyone goes through some shite, I bet you all have some bad baggage, no? And isn't that what life is all about? I mean, I only began to live almost a month ago, so I'm still leaning," licking my lips, I jumped from my invisible seat to the ground.
"The torture on these last ten years were more bearable," I said as I elongated my body. "It only lasted 120 days at total, in the physical world. Cosmos didn't really have a choice in protecting me from her, after all, who can go against Meredith?" Then I looked up to elongate my arms. "I mean, besides the magnanimous me, of course."
Finally, FINALLY, they laughed again.
"Besides, I was training. I wasn't in a coffin anymore, though the wrist shackles were a bit annoying," I cracked my wrists bones. "It was a lot worse before. Of course, I didn't have a bed," I giggled. "My first bed, as one that I own, instead of the one in Abellona's home or in a hotel or inn on the three days before I arrived in here, was the one in the dorm in here, to be honest. I used to sleep in mom's arms before, while she slept in a gigantic pile of gold. Then came the coffin when I was 7. The night shackles and having to use my telekinesis not to fall to my death from a bottomless pit when I was two thousand and forty-seven, and now the bed. Quite the progress, uh?" I winked at no one in special.