"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
Luis was a genius amongst the Celestials. The Celestial race was one of the high races in the entire universe. So being acknowledged as a prodigy in such a powerful race meant one was a universe level genius. In the entire Celestial race, those acknowledged as geniuses for each generation were no more than ten. The older that generation got, the more relevant their talent. The Celestial race was a race of soldiers. Planet Celestial was under their rule but that rule was not a smooth one. Hence, the strong had more value than the weak.For instance, Kahn's genius was acknowledged as the best in the entire race, alongside some others. Everyone acknowledged that his talent was higher than Luis's. After all, comparing their respective achievements at Kahn's current age was enough to prove that Kahn was ahead in terms of talent- and by quite a margin too. Yet Luis and the prodigies of his generation were regarded as far more important than the talents of Kahn's gener
"I don't understand why you detest the fellow so. He is kind, intelligent, good looking and very talented. And by far the best suitor. The rest have no redeeming qualities in the absence of their talent for wielding."Kahn lightly addressed his sister as he went through a huge book with equally thick pages. Both of them sat cross legged on very comfortable and expensive looking mats. The two were seated next to each other, with a huge stack of books at their sides. They had arrived at the library about an hour and a half ago, with Hector as their guide. The library of the Diaz household was huge, even bigger than theirs (in its pre destruction state). Since they were unfamiliar with the place, there was no way they would be able to find what they were searching for even, if they were given a month.Luckily, Hector was rightly his master's subordinate, showing his thoughtfulness when he saw their troubled look. Although Luis had asked H
"I still don't understand. Although we are few in number, our battle prowess compensates for that."Kahn stated, still baffled by his sister's insinuation that the Asgardians were stronger than them. He may be a humble Greater Celestial, but there was no way he was going to accept that his race was inferior to another.Rosa smiled bitterly at her brother's words. She sensed the pride of a Celestial in him- pride that originated from lack of information. She turned to face him, her gaze serious as she said."What I am about to say is considered classified information. This kind of information is only made privy to Celestials when they enter the Heavenly Realm. No one, I repeat no one, should be informed about this. Understood?"Kahn nodded, not yet understanding the gravity of the information he was about to receive."You are aware that the Celestial race is a high level race. In
"I presume you found what you were searching for?"Back in the grand hall of the main building of the House of Diaz, Luis sat facing the Romano twins. His eyes were glued onto them as he asked his question. Well, not them really. His eyes were locked onto only one person- Rosa.Kahn looked on with a wry smile as he realised that Luis wasn't paying him any heed. He coughed lightly to grab the older man's attention and said."Yes we did. Thank you very much for your help, Young Master Luis. We greatly appreciate your generosity."Luis nodded in acknowledgement of Kahn's words, still not turning his eyes away from Rosa. He was clearly expecting her to say something. Kahn lightly jabbed Rosa with his elbow, a clear signal informing her to convey her thanks. Luis did not care about him. All he cared about was whether Rosa enjoyed her stay. Kahn knew this all too well."We do appreciat