All Chapters of Clouded By The Stars: New Moon: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

“Your transitions aren’t quick enough!”*Boom**Whoosh*“That’s better! Now swivel and dash towards the end of the stage!”*Boom**Voom*“Excellent! Double back and explode!”*Whoosh**BOOM*“Good. That will be all for now. Take a ten-minute break.”Once she heard the words of Shattering Lion, Kylie slumped to the ground in a heap. She breathed heavily, her bountiful chest moving up and down with each breath taken and expelled. Shattering Lion was gentle and kind, but his training methods were brutal and hardcore. Kylie secretly wondered at times if he was a masochist. Of course, she didn’t have the confidence, nor did she have the level of shamelessness required to ask him this question.“Is he still not back?” Kylie asked while taking large sips of her water.She was referring to Galbraith, the head and lord of the Lion King tribe and the scion of the Kingsman family where she resided. Kylie was supposed to be given details of her first Labour today, and the one who was supposed to

“Welcome, children of the Lion King. I am Michael, and this is my brother Muriel. It is a pleasure to have you here.”Michael sat behind a large desk, next to Muriel, a handsome and welcoming smile on his face. Before the desk were Davies, Kylie, and Jack. Unlike the two brothers, the three friends stood silently in military format, their necks straightened, and their backs unbent. The Lion Kings were warriors who were not permitted to bow their heads before anyone but their own people.“Thank you, Sir Michael. It’s nice to meet you and Sir Muriel. I am Kylie, the captain of this small team. To my right is Davies, and to my left is Jack.”As the representative of the team and a Legacy, Kylie was the only one permitted to speak in such a setting. Nodding her head lightly and sporting a business-like smile, she offered her greetings as respectfully as possible.Michael and Muriel didn’t seem to mind what any other person would have regarded as an insulting greeting. They had worked with

Professor Huckleberry, a man who was once nominated for the coveted Brilliant Scientist Award, was an engineer who was loved by the entire academy. It didn’t matter that he was not part of the medical school, every medical student adored the man, and those from the Arts shared in their sentiment as well. He was a warm, cuddly, and gentle old man who was akin to something of a grandfather to all the students. He was always ready to help and eager to provide for all who needed help. He was a firm advocate for the rights of the students and had helped many acquire scholarships in their studies. Such was the goodness he had bestowed upon the students of Anchor Academy, that his name was still sung in the several halls on campus. He was the best there was for the young people, and it surely was not good news to hear his name come up in such a situation.“Are you sure you read the name right?” Davies asked.Even someone like him who had lived the life of an assassin was shaken by what he ha

“Hello Professor. My name is Kylie.”“Ah yes. Miss Kylie. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”“I have heard a lot about you Professor. My regret used to be that I had never seen the Saint of Anchor Academy before his departure from the University. The minute the opportunity came to study under you, I took it. I hope you will not think this presumptuous of me, but I cannot wait to start running around and assisting you.”“Haha! You are too kind child. I too have seen your transcript. You have an utterly brilliant mind child. I think you will be able to help me a lot.”Professor Huckleberry and Kylie exchanged pleasantries in the kindest of ways. Their eyes were narrowed into slits and their lips parted into the most generous smiles, but behind those kind eyes and cheerful smiles was suspicion for each other.While Professor Huckleberry was confident that Kylie was not a spy, he didn’t have a habit of being careless. He would not let his guard down so easily. As for Kylie, knowing full well w

Kylie looked at Michael, her eyes shifting uncomfortably. Her heart beat sharply and loudly within her chest, and her mind churned in discontent as she sought for something to say. Her identity as the herald of the Red Sun of Destruction was something she was supposed to keep hidden. So secretive was she about the entire thing that she had not told anyone so far. She had not informed Galbraith or Clara nor had she informed Davies or Jack. She knew she was Hell’s Bane; but no one else needed to know that. She wasn’t strong enough to proudly boast of such a status yet. While she wasn’t clear on the details because Red refused to tell her everything, she knew that she could not let anyone know what she was just yet. How was she supposed to answer this question?If she had been prepared for it, then maybe an answer would have come to her already; however, she had not expected this in the slightest. She had made no attempt to make an excuse were someone to ask her this question. After all,