The crowd's whispers and murmurs continued, speculating about the triplets' identity and their teacher. Sierra, however, was oblivious to it all, her eyes still closed as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep. A small smile played on her lips, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. The triplets, sensing their mother's presence, continued to perform flawlessly, their confidence and skills on full display.
As the tryouts came to a close, the triplets stood tall, their chests heaving with exhaustion, but their faces beaming with pride. They looked over at their mother, who was still fast asleep, and couldn't help but giggle.
"Mama's sleeping," Aurora whispered, trying to stifle her laughter. Apollo and Nevaeh chuckled, shaking their heads in amusement. They gently shook Sierra awake, and she stirred, rubbing her eyes.
"How was it?" she asked, still a bit drowsy. The triplets grinned, their faces lighting up with excitement.
"We got in, Mama!" they chimed in unison. Sierra's eyes snapped open, and she smiled, hugging her children tightly.
"I knew you three could do it."
"Mama did you even watch?" The triplets asked trying not to laugh. Sierra was wearing simple clothes for a whole day yesterday she wasn't bothered by Patriarch Magnus of course she was so happy as for watching her kids she knew from the start to end they would win.
"Why bother watching when I know the outcome?" She asked them coolly.
The triplets burst out laughing, their eyes sparkling with mirth.
"Mama, you're so confident in us!" Apollo exclaimed, chuckling. Nevaeh and Aurora nodded in agreement, grinning from ear to ear. Sierra smiled, her expression serene and calm.
"Why wouldn't I be? I know my children's abilities. I've trained you well, after all." She paused, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"Besides, I have more important things to worry about... like my nap schedule." The triplets laughed even harder, teasing their mother about her love of napping.
"Your tryout is finished it's my turn we will be going to Warrior Holy Grail University it's a mysterious place and I was able to miss yesterday tryouts for personal reason but can't miss the rest so you three want to watch me? Or hang out with your Uncle Leo?" Sierra asked her kids.
The triplets' eyes widened with excitement as they looked at each other, then back at Sierra.
"Mama, we want to watch you!" they chimed in unison, their voices filled with enthusiasm.
"We've never seen you fight before," Apollo added, his eyes shining with curiosity. Nevaeh and Aurora nodded in agreement, their faces set with determination.
"We want to see you in action, Mama," Nevaeh said, her voice firm.
"Uncle Leo can wait," Aurora added, waving her hand dismissively. Sierra smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Alright, then. Let's go. But remember, I'm not going to hold back. You three might see something that will shock you." The triplets grinned, their faces set with anticipation, as they followed Sierra to the tryouts for Warrior Holy Grail University.
Warrior Holy Grail University is a prestigious and mysterious institution that is renowned for producing the strongest and most elite warriors in the world. It is a place where only the most talented and skilled individuals are accepted, and it is said that only those who are truly worthy are able to graduate. The university is shrouded in mystery, and its true purpose and teachings are unknown to the general public. It is said that the university's curriculum includes not only martial arts and combat training, but also ancient magic, alchemy, and other arcane arts. The university's graduates are highly sought after by powerful organizations and governments, and are often recruited as elite warriors, bodyguards, and special agents. Sierra's decision to attend the university's tryouts is a significant one, and it is clear that she is seeking to prove herself as one of the strongest warriors in the world.
The university's location is a closely guarded secret, known only to its students and a select few. Even the triplets, who were accompanying Sierra to the tryouts, didn't know where they were going. They followed their mother in silence, their curiosity piqued by the mystery surrounding the university.
As they walked, the scenery around them changed, and they found themselves in a dense forest, surrounded by tall trees that blocked out most of the sunlight. The air was cool and damp, and the only sounds were the rustling of leaves and the distant call of a bird. Sierra walked ahead, her long strides eating up the distance, and the triplets had to hurry to keep up with her. They exchanged nervous glances, their excitement and curiosity growing with every step. Suddenly, the trees parted, and they found themselves standing in front of a massive stone gate, adorned with intricate carvings and symbols that glowed with a soft, ethereal light. The gate was guarded by two imposing stone statues, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly energy. Sierra stopped in front of the gate, her eyes fixed on the statues, and the triplets gathered around her, their hearts pounding with anticipation.
A woman and young man stared at Sierra they could tell this person wasn't that powerful at all.
"Tsk look at another one most likely came to the wrong school, bagger go away," the woman Lydia snapped coldly.
"You out mama isn't bagger or weak," the triplets snapped.
"Look she is already a mother so disgusting." The guy Jackson said.
Sierra's expression remained calm, but her eyes flashed with a hint of annoyance.
"How... refreshing. You two think you can judge me based on my appearance? I'm not here to impress you, but to take the tryouts. And as for being a mother, I think it's a badge of honor, not something to be ashamed of." She smiled sweetly, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Thanks for the warm welcome, though."
The triplets stood up straight, their eyes blazing with anger on behalf of their mother.
"You have no right to talk to our mother like that!" Apollo exclaimed, his voice firm. Nevaeh and Aurora nodded in agreement, their faces set with determination. Lydia and Jackson snorted, their expressions mocking.
"Oh, look at the little kids defending their mommy," Lydia sneered.
"How cute." Jackson chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Sierra held up a hand, her eyes flashing with a warning.
"That's enough. I can handle this myself." She turned to Lydia and Jackson, her voice cold and even.
"I'm here to take the tryouts, and I won't be intimidated by the likes of you two. So, either step aside and let me pass, or get ready to take me on." The air seemed to vibrate with tension as the two groups faced off, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.
"Let her in," a cold voice said this voice was far to familiar she turned around and saw Magnus.
"Senior Brother Magnus!" The two of them knew who this person is he is only twenty-nine years old but his already a powerful student in this school he is well respected has much power in this university. Sierra cursed why is she so cursed she runs away to a different galaxy there he is, she moves to a neighborhood and she ends up being his neighbor! Now he is her senior brother well her future senior brother! Curse if this isn't curse what can it be!
Sierra's eyes widened in shock, her mind racing with the implications. She felt like the universe was conspiring against her, constantly throwing her into Magnus's path. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself, but her eyes couldn't help but flash with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. Magnus smirked she thought she won't see him for a whole week but life won't have it like that. Lydia and Jackson were both froze in place they knew how cold and cruel their senior brother can be.
"Fuck," Sierra muttered.
Magnus's smirk grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement.
"Language, little one," he chided, his voice dripping with condescension. He nodded to Lydia and Jackson, and they quickly parted to let Sierra pass.
"After you, future junior sister," Magnus said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Sierra's eyes narrowed, her face set with determination. She strode forward, her head held high, and Magnus fell into step beside her, his presence making her skin prickle with unease.