Is really Trei?
I blinked and examined the man's features more closely. The eyes belongs to Trei but he is clearly Asian while Trei is not. His dimples also resembles Trei's and the way that he was looking at me is somehow convincing me that he is.
But he isn't. This guy is not Trei.
"What are you doing here?" Skyr stood beside me and placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and finally saw his face closely. He has a bruised lips and a cut on his forehead. "Shouldn't you and miss Rachel be at the training center?"
"We were excused for the day. They wanted to prioritize the others." I answered and saw his face furrow with displeasure. "Are you alright?"
Skyr nodded. "I have been through much worse situations." He answered. "And besides, I have a strong Atlantean gene. It will heal without leaving much of a scar."
"Are you trying to boast?"
"Are you trying to escape the topic about skipping training?"
"I said that I did not skip my training." I insisted and Skyr simply folded his arms over his chest and looked down at me with a smirk. He wasn't buying it.
"Really? Then what were you doing all day?"
"All day?" I looked surprised and took a look at my cuff to see the time. It was already 3 hours past noon. Realizing that I missed my lunch, my stomach grumbed.
Skyr chuckled. "What made you so busy that you forgot to eat?"
I kept my face stoic as I tried to hide the look of embarassment on my face. "We visited Fifi." I answered.
"Fifi?" He looked confused.
"Lord Byron's 'cute' pet piliosaur." I scoffed as I remembered the gigantic alligator.
Skyr was stunned for a few second before he gave me a lifeless nod of his head. "I see. Alright." Then he turned his back and I though for sure that he would leave. But then he returned abruptly and grabbed my shoulder. "You were with who and met what!?" He demanded loudly that a few people turned to look at us.
"With Lord Byron and his pet piliosaur named Fifi?" I answered uncomfortably.
His lips curled into a grimace and he closed his eyes. He looks like he is ready to faint. "Are you sure you're alright?" I asked worriedly and looked around to see if there are any medics who are available. "Medics? General Skyr isn't feeling well!" I announced.
"No I am not!" He yelled and denied the offered assistance from one of the medics. "It's just..." He paused. He seemed stress that I saw bags forming under his eyes. I looked at Rachel to see that she abandoned me when she saw that I was with Skyr. She had a mischievous grin on her face and gave me a thumbs up before ushering Emily and Watson away.
That girl is unbelievable. She thinks that she's Cupid!
Skyr shook his head tiredly and sighed. "I guess it's okay if it's with lord Byron." He says and suddenly straightened up to look at the crowd. "All front units!" He announced. Everyone suddendlty stopped to look at the general. "To those who can move and are able to move, I want all of you to meet me in the training facility right now. It won't take a while." Skyr started to leave to head to the training facility. Others started to follow him, but I stayed for a few more minutes just so I could take a look at the boy, the one who resembles Trei. The medics were hauling him on a stretcher. His eyes were closed and I watched as they dragged him away.
It's not Trei. It is NOT Trei. I kept reminding myself as I followed Skyr.
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"I have a few announcements to make." Skyr addressed to those who are sitting in front of him. We were back in the training facility. Rachel and I sitting side by side with the others, who did not come with Skyr on his recent mission. The ones who did were standing in full attention behind him. Each with a sullen and sunken face. "First of all, is that almost half of the troupes that came with us on the mission are...dead. The others are gravely injured to the point that they may not be able to join the fronts any longer."
"Tyler?" A girl gasped from our side. Her eyes scanned the people who were behind Skyr. I noticed how some of the have their eyes casted down when they heard his name. "General, what happened to Tyler?"
"Sit down, miss Bianca." Skyr ordered. "Tyler is fine and is receiving medical help in our hospital." The girl relaxed a bit and went back to crouch down and bury her face to her knees. Her brown hair cascading over her face as Skyr continued. "Before I show you the faces of our deceased brothers and sisters, I kindly ask all of you to remain here for a while. I have a few important matters to discuss further." He says and gave each of us a look. Once he was satisfied, he and Duncan nodded. Duncan came forward and raised his cuff. A large holographic monitor flashed in the air large enough to show the faces of the Atlanteans there. "The faces that you don't see on the screen or are not present here are injured and are currently receiving medical treatment."
Series of gasp and wails were heard. Some cried and some demanded answers for their death. Others let out a breath of relief.
"That is a lie!"
"Where are their bodies? How can we be sure that they are dead!?"
"My brother!"
"If we have Atlantean genes then how coud they simply outsmart us?"
"We have the weapons! How could this have happened? Is this a joke?"
The facility turned into a chaos as they are demanded for answers. Rachel was clutching her stomach and I could only guess that she remembers the death of her unborn child at the pained cries of the people around us. Skyr simply raised a hand to shut them up.
"Death could have been avoided. Yes." Skyr admitted. "We already had a plan, unfortunately it failed. Not because we were imcompetent, but because someone leaked our plan to the enemy. There is a traitor in our ranks." Series of murmur started to form in the crowd. It started from a few harsh whispers and then fingers started pointing.
"It was you, wasn't it?! You keep on skipping training. Where have you been?"
"It was him! There's no remorse in his face!"
"Maybe it was one of those two!" Someone suddenly says and pointed their fingers at me and Rachel. Rachel stopped from mopping and turned to glare at the girl named Bianca. The girl with the brunette hair were throwing daggers at us with her eyes. I was able to keep my emtions in check, unfortunately, Rachel wasn't in a good mood either.
"Maybe instead of pointing that finger at us then maybe you can start training so you can join them on a mission and save your precious boyfriend." My eyes widened at her words and I moved back as Biance lunged herself at Rachel. The two were now strangling each other on the floor in a fit of rage.
And that was the starting point of it all. Seeing the two girls fighting must have triggered something from the others because they started attacking each other as well. I heard Skyr give out a commmand that I didn't quite hear. I crawled until I saw Rachel and Bianca again. I got up and tried to pull the two girls apart. "Stop this!" I yelled and attempted to pry their hands off of each other.
"Back off!" Bianca yelled and punched me on the face. Her Atlantean strength amplified the strength of her hit that I was slammed to the floor and the back of my head hit the ground loudly.
"You bitch!" I heard Rachel roar in anger but I could not tell what they were doing. My head was spinning from the impact and I groaned in pain when someone helped me to sit. My ears were ringing and I don't have to see to know that my nose is bleeding.
"Are you okay?" I could tell that it was Skyr. Without looking at him, I nodded my head. I opened my eyes a bit to see that Skyr ran towards the two girls. Well attempted to but he was blocked by other men on the way. I looked back at Bianca and rage suddenly filled up within me. I have never been one to seek out revenge when I am hit. Maybe because my head got hit that I wasn't thinking at that time.
But I did remember something. I remembered feeling angry and gritting my teeth as I wiped the blood off of my nose. I remember getting up and fixing my gaze at her with pure hatred. My hands balling into fist as I lunged at her. I let out a loud scream as I ran, pulled my fist back, and threw the very first punch that I ever did in my whole 19 years of existence.
I felt the impact and as my fist collided with Bianca's stomach. I can't exactly remember what happened but I heard a loud bang and multiple curses and gasped followed. When I looked up, I saw Biance lying unconscious on the ground. The wall above her was bend from the impact.
"Nat, what did you..." Rachel trailed off and I suddenly became aware of my surroundings the moment that I turned to face her. The fighting has ceased and every eyes were either on me or to on Bianca, who's head was now bleeding. I found Rachel's gaze. There was fear and disbelief in them.
"Nat, what did you do?"
"Miss Nathalia Trace, you may go." The door to the white cell that I was in opened and in came a man with a white bob cut hair. After the fight broke out, everyone was brought to a cell to supposedly calm us down. The cell has 4 walls - one was made out of thick acrylic while the 3 remaining ones were made of white metal along with the floor and ceiling. I winced and clutched my bandaged head. We were all treated and questioned during our stay in the cubes. I guess they were still looking for the traitor within the ranks.
“You’re looking good.” Jack commented as she eyed me in our new uniform. Instead of the usual red suit that we were wearing the past few days, we were wearing white - Just like the others.The last time I saw Jack, he had this huge open wound from his shoulder and to h
My chest rose as I tried to catch my breath. Lights started to slowly turn on again and I had to squint as my eyes adjusted to the new setup. Shadows loomed over me and it took me a while to finally recognize that it was Jack. His blonde hair sticking to his face from the sweat on his face.“Well look who it is. It is the incredible she-hulk Natha
Rachel hollered with laughter as I sat at a corner with a huge ice bag on my head - the spot where the robot dummy hit me. “I can’t believe you got knocked out by a bot!” She continued to laugh at my state of predicament.The ice in the bag rat
I feel like my eyes were playing tricks on me because the marketplace looks like something out of a fairy tale - well in a very futuristic way. The setting and atmosphere reminds me of a medieval period, save for the bots and drones that are currently doing their rounds in cleaning and organizing. Buildings stood out and through its glass I could see clothes. Surface style clothings! I even saw a few people here wearing shirts and pants.
Men started placing the shark man, or metahuman as I heard them calling it, in a large water container as they dragged its lifeless body away. A crowd was talking to form and I could hear murmurs of fear coming from them.Skyr and Byron were talking while I was sitting on a bench with Rachel and Emily on either side of me while Jack and Watson stood behind us. They were st
The alarm in my room temporarily woke me up, but the time flashing on the clock was what really woke me up. I was still hugging my pillow as I sat up straight. My hair was all covering my face and the drool made them stick.8:51 am.
The moment we left the training building, we were already soaking wet, but still we kept on running aimlessly - well wherever Byron plans to take me that is. I almost slipped as we ran but I was able to catch myself. Later on, we were deep within the garden and were crouching down to hide ourselves even though no one was really pursuing us. Yet.“So.” Byron sta
“Take her. Quick!” I felt Skyr lowering me down into the sub as Byron reached up to grab me. I heard the lock clicking above us before Skyr started yelling again. “Get us out of here. Now.”“What about the others?” Byron asked after he lowered me to the cold ground.I reached out to touch Byron’s shoulders and shook my head weakly at his question. Both of his brows shot up in dismay before he bit his lips and started rummaging through the first aid supply kit.I felt the sub starting to move and lowering itself into the water. “Can’t this thing go any faster?!” Skyr demanded.“This is the fastest that we can go. My allies are still opening the gate!” Trei yelled.
“Is the afterlife really that boring that you decided to come back to life?” I grinned as I pulled Skyr back to his feet.“More or less. I heard that you got captured and figured that it is not the time for me to die just yet. More importantly, we have to keep on going.” He ruffled my head and pointed at the attic from where he came from. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.” He helped me climb up on the air vent first before climbing in himself and closing the vent. “Move over so I can guide us.” He whispered.I pressed myself closer to the wall and allowed Skyr to crawl past me. The vent wasn’t as narrow as I thought because we could even crawl without hunching our backs, which is a huge relief since I am a bit claustrophobic.
I was doing some sit ups when an unexpected visitor arrived. At first, I was smiling because I thought that it was Byron. But when I saw Lord Ylgarr entering along with 4 freir sentinels, my smile dropped and was replaced with a frown.“Took you a while to visit. I was starting to wonder if I actually scared you.” I smirked when I saw his face forming a frown.“Insolence!” One of the sentinels tried to grab my shirt but I grabbed his arm first and twisted it.“I may be insolent but I am still a demigod. Do not think for one second that I couldn’t break this arm of yours.” I threatened him before letting go of his hand. A look of pure hatred spread across the man’s face as he returned to his position. He was probably trying to act cool to threaten me. 
I have no sense of time here, but I do know when a day would pass. There was a schedule for when I would eat and when I would bathe. If I want to use the toilet in between, I would simply need to call for them with the red button. The only time that I ever get any visitors is when Byron would drop by.About six escorts would pick me up everyday to take me to the bathroom and then back to the holding cell where they are keeping me.Byron rarely visits. It was making me anxious just thinking about him all the time that I started doing some training on my own. Nothing too strenuous. Just the normal exercises that we do to keep in shape.But if this really keeps up, I might lose my sense of combat. There’s only so much that a few pushups and cardio can do.
Byron squeezed my hand to prevent me from saying anything. Among all other things, I remembered that there was one thing that we have not shared with the others. It was the fact that we know about the burned marks.And it was an advantage that Byron doesn’t want to let go. Well, assuming that it would help us.“I thought Atlanteans never got any scars. Why do you have one?” It was a smart and safe move coming from him. It would clear some doubts on why I hesitated when I saw his mark.Ylgarr immediately covered his chest with the hanging cloth from his torn suit. “It was a war from a long time ago.” He answered and pointed a look at Byron. “Byron, for now I will overlook this simply because I am at fault for provoking your sister as well. But I had to do something to
My footsteps echoed inside of the stoned floor of the building. Numerous advanced looking drones floated in the air and guards were lined everywhere. Two double doors waited for us at the end of the hallway that automatically opened as soon as we entered.A long table greeted me. At the end of it was a man with long white hair and very pale skin. His eyes were almost white and his fingers were long and bonney. He smiled when he saw me. “Ah, Nathalia Trayce, welcome. Please join me for breakfast.”I saw the two royal sentinels giving me a warning look before I addressed the man in front of me. “Lord Ylgarr.” I bowed. “It would be an honor.” I am not sure of the formalities here, but I am just going on instinct and bowing. I wasn’t sure at first if the person was exactly Lord Ylgarr, but by the small c
Black cloud surrounded an island. An eerie and ominous aura emitted from it. There were no signs of life there. No grass, no tree, and not even a single fish would roam around the island. It was like the island was dead.Isolated from the world for a reason.‘Come to me.’ It beckoned. I felt a sudden strange pull, but I resisted. The voice was kind but there was something about it’s tone. The acidity that it kept hidden. ‘Master, it is me. Come and set me free.’No.I tried to say the words out loud but I cannot seem to do that. I have no voice.My vision suddenly darkened. Then I saw three strikes of lightning followed by the appearance of those glowing red orbs glaring at me
I was disappointed. It has been a week after our trip to the amusement park and I haven’t seen Byron or Skyr within those days. It’s not like we all got into a fight. It’s just that we were only following Skyr’s orders.To lay low for a little while.Because of that I didn't even get to train with Byron and learn more tips and tricks on how to control my gifts. Thankfully, aside from my abnormal strength as they would call it, my other gifts only manifest when I am near sea creatures.But I did confirm another gift though. Breathing underwater.It did not sit well for me at first because I grew up on land. I do not find breathing in water natural or even possible. That was why I did it whenever I took a bath. I changed my
“What was that? Who screamed?” Byron jumped onto his feet in full alert as screams erupted all around us. I had to grab the back of Byron’s collar just as he was about to run towards the location of the screams. “What are you doing, Nathalia? People are in danger! Let go of my hand.”I sighed. All I want to do right now is to run and hide. We were still at the entrance, lining for our ticket and people were already staring at us. “He’s...roleplaying. He can be such a weeb.” I said and forced him to come closer to me so I can whisper in his ears. “They’re just having fun! It’s called an amusement park for a reason!” I hissed.Byron seemed to realize his mistake and finally calmed down. He looked up at the roller coaster that could be seen from where we were. “So tha