Thirty minutes ago. Natasha My feet pounded against the polished floor, the thud echoing in the empty hallway. Every muscle in my body tensed with the memory of Kai's unnecessarily angry face and his infuriating secrecy. The way he'd tried to control me, just like back then… Worse still, I hadn't even forgiven him for the underground room’s incident. The measly fire he'd conjured. It was a fear tied to the darkness of the past, the memory of a thousand tiny tortures that still made my blood run hot. I couldn't believe I had ever trusted him. The fear I felt during the punishment wasn't just because of the flames. It was more complicated than that. Lost in my rage, I didn't see the hulking figure stagger out from the shadows until it was almost too late. It towered over me, its eyes burning with a malevolent fire. My breath caught in my throat. Consumed by anger, I was ready to take on anyone or anything. I posed for a fight, my fists clenched and my heart
Kai Anger coursed through my blood. I felt all my muscles tense up while observing Natasha angrily leave the room, her rebellion feeling like a direct insult. My eyes quickly shifted to Xavier then back to her. I felt frustrated as I trailed behind her along the hallway. Every bend and curve she navigated ignited the flame in my belly. What was preventing her from simply hearing? Watching her forcefully close the dormitory door caused a new surge of annoyance to wash over me. Without hesitation, I stormed in, causing the doorknob to rattle in protest. She stood in the middle of the room, showing defiance and anger. Her eyes reflected my rage, although for completely different purposes. “What do you believe you are doing?” She hissed, her voice dripping with spite. I didn't answer her question, walking confidently towards her until we were just a few inches away. For a brief moment, her act of resistance weakened, as a hint of fear appeared in her eyes, leaving me unable to inte
Natasha Days passed by quickly. I was gradually easing into the environment despite the weirdness of certain things. Sir Aaron was my new buddy if I were to give our friendship a tag. He was one of the very few people that hanging around felt natural. He was easy to talk to and be around and despite how subtle our friendship was, we didn't escape the claws and grips of girls who went out of their ways to craft lies and spread dirty rumors about what the both of us did together. “Pay them no heed,” He had said one morning and patted my head in a manner he must have thought endearing but it only ruined my hair even further. I wanted to ignore them, or at least tried to ignore the rumors for as long as possible until the one that actually broke the camel's back sprung forth. They went as far as saying I was dating Sir Aaron and possibly getting down ‘on my knees’ to maintain his attention. The fuck-? It wasn't until the stupid rumor was forcefully toned down, did I have the coura
Xavier The Court was filled with students as far as my eyes could see. I stood in front of them all, with my hands behind my back in a stance. I watched them spar, as they used their hands to make swords and spears, all of them casting one spell or the other, and filling the air with groans. I was slightly impressed but still skeptical. They were talented, but it seemed that was all they were. They lacked control. The character. Strength of will. The duel was oncoming and not that long away. And I needed to make sure the students were ready. I needed to refine their edges and smoothen their reckless nature. They were all over the place and that wasn't a good thing. I needed them balanced… “Halt!” I suddenly yelled. All the students halted whatever they were initially doing. All the spells they had conjured suddenly dissipated into thin air. At least, they had discipline. Good. They weren't totally stupid. “You all have wild spirits,” I boomed. “Spirits that need to be t
Natasha I was angry and I stormed off all the way to the dormitory. I didn't like the Academy’s training, and now, I really disliked Xavier. He was always too disconcerting and condescending. Couldn't he give corrections without condemning? Who the fuck did he think he was? At that moment, I just wanted to get away. I truly needed some sleep, one which I knew I wasn't going to get. The insomnia was becoming worse. And so were the voices in my head. At the rate things were moving, I might really go mad. I needed to get my hands on my draught. It had been on my mind for so long now, but I didn't know where I would get it from. I couldn't ask anyone, for the fear that it might be used against me. I went to the training today because I thought it would be different. But I was so wrong. Damned Xavier. I doubled my pace. I'd just lock myself in my room, lay on my bed, while I counted another failed attempt at trying to get some rest. I reached my quarters and did just that. But I
KaiI sat there, tensed on my seat as I heard Mr Yao call my name. I gave off no outward reaction, neither did I take my eyes off Natasha.I'd seen her as she snuck into the classroom without Mr Yao's notice, and I wondered where she'd gone. Had she gone to talk to her new boyfriend?What was his name again? Ron something. Yes, Sir Aaron.Whatever they had going on, had been waxing stronger as the days went by, and it irked me to no end. Why was she so friendly with such a mediocre looking guy? I made an inward note to deal with him as soon as I could.I'd seen the way she looked at him. Her gay laughter, and all that. And it made me…angry.She'd never looked at me the way she did him. Presently, I watched as she resignedly leaned against her chair and tapped furiously on her locker table. All that, without taking a single glance at me, even though I was sure she was aware that I was staring at her. She was driving me nuts. But I was more angry at myself th
NatashaI sat in the cafeteria all alone, watching everyone around. My classmates, teachers, and even students from other classes. I sat down with my plate in front of me. A plate of dumplings and spaghetti. I twirled the wormlike food on my fork and watched it mold into a ball, before slowly placing it in my mouth. I held it on my tongue and savored the taste. Although it didn't hold a candle to the meals I usually had back at Gavemorth, it was still decent enough.But I almost choked when I suddenly spotted Calise...I reached for my water bottle and chugged it down to clear my throat. I frowned and wiped my mouth with a napkin as I saw her from across the room, her eyes searching. Her hands held a tray with a plate of saucy beef and a milk carton.She walked past several free tables and straight through the cafeteria. She brushed past everyone, and maneuvered like she was walking on wheels. The hat she wore on her head rested there like an insignia of he
Natasha I furiously stomped out of the cafeteria. Without squinting two times I strolled all the way down to the ladies room. I attempted to die down my weighty inhales yet the more I attempt to, the angrier I get."Ahhh!" I shouted in frustration, scattering the beautiful hairstyle I had on earlier. Seeing how rough my hair looks right now, I could easily pass for a lady who'd escaped the asylum.The entire situation was simply driving me insane"That damn calise! She should be tossed to the canines" I kicked the wall hard making me return in torment. "Ouch!" I fell on the floor with eyes nearly bringing out tears.I pet my toes, delicately blowing breeze on it through my mouth. But why'd I blow up in the first place? It's not as if Kai showed any interest in me, neither do I even like him. By the way, everyone keeps calling calise his sweetheart so… what exactly is my stress?"Hmm…I'm not angry! I'm just surprised at how they showed their affection rig