"So, we finally meet, President Frederick Fulbright."
Frederick looked at the group that stood before him. Their smiling faces did nothing to ease his discomfort. The hydra twins, Jake and John, sons of the Northern Empire's Grand Duke; the Western Empire's Prince, Prince Abelard; and the handsome chap with the seemingly unimpressive background, Mane. With the exception of Mane, whose background was a mystery, the other members of the Silver Wolves team had very impressive backings. Frederick may be the head of the student governing body here, but outside the school walls and in the face of any of these behemoths, he was as good as naked.
Even his sway over this team in the Academy was almost non-existent. Especially after finding out that the strength of their captain exceeded Selina's- the strongest of the Student Council body. While this was the Student Council building, and while this was his office, he felt as though he was the vi
“I have wanted to see you for a long time now, President Frederick. Would it be possible to speak to just yourself and the Vice-President? You see, the contents of this meeting are very sensitive. And while I have no intention to belittle or show any distrust in the Council, it would be best if very few people heard what I have to say.”The members of the Council frowned at Mane’s words. They felt they were being looked down upon. While they did not look down on the Silver Wolves team, a rumor was still just that- a rumor. While they believed that Mane had beaten down Frederick’s brother (after all the poor boy was bedridden in the infirmary), they did not believe it was done with a simple flick. To them, even Selina would be incapable of such a feat, much less a ten year old.Thankfully, Frederick was unlike them- he was no idio
The Dark Kingdom. An organisation that had terrorized Zandorians for years now. There was very little information on this organisations. This band of terrorists had plagued the Planet of Zandor for centuries. No one knew where they originated from. Information on their leader was scarce. There was information on their ranks was as rare as a dragon’s tail. It was an organisation that stalked from the shadows, striking when a weakness was realised. That was the most terrifying enemy to have, one who could see you yet wasn’t seen.This dark force was in constant battle with the Wielders Association for centuries now, the reason for the conflict unclear as a fog clouding a major street. One thing was certain though, the Dark Kingdom had a depraved habit of capturing geniuses and brainwashing them. They then incorporated them into their ranks and had them fight those they were previously sworn. It was a disgusting habit had earned them the ire of all. They were a rampa
"What?!""Please don't joke about that"The statements made by Frederick and Selina were different. But the shock and disbelief contained in them were well and properly conveyed. Mane did not look bothered by their disbelief, and neither did his team members. Jake had placed his attention on his nails, the bite marks on them the evidence of their suffering. John had his attention robbed by a statue at the corner of the room. As for what he saw in that figurine, no one knew. For it wasn't anything unique. Abe, perhaps the only attentive listener on the team, had his eyes shut. One who didn't know the Prince would have assumed he wasn't listening. An assumption that was very wrong."Well Hidden Cloak isn't a single individual. It is an organisation. One that I founded three years ago."Mane ignored their surprise and continued with his explanation, gently sipping the glass of water that was before him."So wh
"So, do you think he's telling the truth?" Selina asked Frederick, her slightly shaking hands betraying her true emotions, cancelling out the calm in her voice."I think you already know the answer to that question." Frederick answered her whilst gulping down a glass of cold orange juice. Natural fruit juice always seemed to calm him down when he was anxious. But today it seemed as though this beverage had lost its effectiveness. His brain just kept playing the conversation they had with the Silver Wolves team over and over again, with no signs of stopping. His mind was a complete mess."What do you think we should do?" Frederick asked, eager to hear Selina's thoughts."I want to join him." Hardly had Frederick posed his question, did its reply find its way to the Student Council President.Frederick turned to look at Selina. He had known her long enough to know what her current gaze meant. That determination on h
“You have finally returned. How was the expedition this time?” The pleasant voice of a beautiful woman rang across a brightly lit room. She had dark long hair and black eyes with a well sculptured face. The horns present on her head did nothing to mask her beauty but rather further emphasizing it. She wore a white colored top with was neatly tucked into a thick pair of trousers that covered her legs fully. Long combat boots kept her feet hidden and gave her a soldierly vibe. Her simple attire looked expensive on her, showcasing her lovely curves.“Yes sister. I came across something interesting.” The thick and tall frame of the speaker, coupled with the friendly smile on his face made for a comical sight. His hair and eyes matching his sister’s, Kahn walked towards her and gave her a hug.“You’re fifteen now and
In a well-lit room with ample space, a tall man stood All his focus was on the canvas mounted before him. He held a brush in his right hand and a flurry of colors adorned the thin wooden sheet on his left. The easel that held the canvas was as black as his hair and a stark contrast to this brightly lit room."So this is what the kid looks like huh." Rosa commented as she looked at the figure portrayed brilliantly on the canvas, a feat made possible by the incredible artistry of her brother."Yes. This is he." Kahn nodded at her words, not even bothering to turn towards her, his focus still on the painting. He applied the finishing touches with extreme deftness of the fingers. Such delicate movements was a strange sight to behold, when one recalled that its originator was a burly and rough looking soldier. In fact none of the soldiers in Kahn's platoon were aware of his hobby. His skills with the brush was a secret only those close to him wer
Planet Celestial was an enormous planet with a diameter of almost 300,000 km. Its land was rich and vast, with ample resources for all. It had several deep seas and even deeper oceans. Fertile and rich seemed like understatements for this planet. Even with its vast land, it had only a single large and well known desert, and only a few forbidden zones. Contrary to the land mass of this great planet, the Celestials were a small race. The average number recorded for a race was a little over 10 billion. Yet the Celestials were barely up to 50 million.Because of their relatively small numbers, they occupied a small portion of Planet Celestial. However, they were strong. Their strength had made them rulers of this land and the name of their race made it obvious to all the power they held on Planet Celestial. They occupied the center (the planet is round and hence doesn't really have a center. The center here refers to the place with the best resources) of the planet
"You are looking as graceful as ever, dear Rosa." A handsome young man gently greeted as he lightly kissed Rosa's outstretched hand.The young man was not as tall as Kahn, but he wasn't short either. He had dark curly hair, an unusual trait amongst the normally straight haired Celestials, and horns that were longer than average. His eye color was just as rare as his hair- it was marigold. His face was well sculpted and held together by his firm chin. Though, his choice to grow a beard had hidden his chin's features. All in all, he was a handsome chap."The pleasure is ours, young master Diaz. And please, do try to remember that it is rude to call an acquaintance by their first name. Lady Romano would do just fine." Rosa calmly took her hand out of the young man's as she explained with a kind smile.Kahn had a wry smile on his face when he heard his sister's words. He found nothing wrong with the first young master of the