The gathering Arc: 3

I say “ So let's start at the library first.”

 

Footsteps apporach more students prepare their simple looking runic circles in their palms. one of them flashes a badge of a dragon and yell “Stop in the name of barthalomis.”

Kyra raises her hand and swings it toward the wall we all gaze at her movement and not a moment later his body flies into wall turning half his body into a bloody paste

We all collectively drop our jaws in horror

I say “listen everyone she killed 16 people on her own and this is the 4th magic I’ve seen her cast today.”

One of the students shouts “ we have to avenge the barthalomis family or else-“

His head get severed by a sharp disc of ice the runic circle still glimmers over her right shoulder she yawns “directions to the nearest attribute reader, please.”

The remaining 5 students stand frozen in fear until two of them in the back break off into a run one of them yelling “it’s on second floor.” Both have complex red runic circles appear under they’re feet as they try to run past they smack right into a invisible wall one them drops to examine the circle his hand glows blue he smashes that fist into the circle only for his hand to explode splattering across the ground

He screams “Fuck my hand! my goddamn hand!”

The others surround the circle where the student’s hand exploded the first student to support shouts “what is this? I can’t read it at all.”

 Another student glows their hand blue only to get stopped by the other students. Tears streaming down her face she gets up and glares at kyra griting her teeth, she walks forward then breaks into a run. she gets into hitting range as she swings a sword appears in a instant and impales her kyra with leisure holding the sword in place and pushes the student back. 

The female student coughs spewing blood from her mouth “weapon creation as well that’s just unfair.” Before her body is set ablaze and left to drop to the ground.

“What do you want from us!?” another student shouts

“good question.” She says

I don’t know if she’s gone off the deep end but I’m far to afraid to ask her to stop and as far as I am concern I wasn’t here.

“We just want to leave.” the other student in the circle cries

“About that you should have gotten my permission first.” the circle lights up and both their bodies start melting skin and bone dropping into liquidated puddles the rest of the student only watching In helpless horror as they cry “Save Me!” IT HuRtS!” “Can’t BReaTh!” “MoTHer!” “FaTheR!”

Soon their cries are slient because they are now simply just puddles on the ground meant to be cleaned up and thrown away

Kyra announce “The remaining 2 of you will be my eyes and ears inside this academy if you have any gripes. I’ll show you magic far worse than what you just saw here today.” She asks “your names before you waste anymore of my precious time.”

The first student to speak has bright long blue hair, bangs that cover her,  dark eyes “livoette I am of commoner class, no family name, please spare my life.”Kyra’s face twists into that of unbridled greed and I can see the bells ringing in her head, she licks her lips “then you’ll join mine your name will now be livoette oreslirose.”The woman says nothing but I can see the tension and fear radiating off her body

Kyra kneels and cups her chin and lifts her head so their eyes meet “always keep your head high. A Oreslirose submits to no one, not even the very gods. We don’t care about the laws that lie inside of creation. If every rule must be broken to sustain our eternal glory than may all of creation burn.”

She turns to the black haired student his green eyes wavering, his incredible height and posture helps him to maintain the look composure, while he tears up. But his boyish face does him no favors. kyra walks up and leans into him tapping her fingers on his chest “you got a family?”

He opens his mouth to speak but she puts a finger to it stopping him “and before you lie to me. I will find out and when I do, I will turn you into a orphan.”

He says “I.. Uh have a mother. I’m commoner class, of course. My name is Aali.”

Kyra undoes a couple of his buttons and whisper’s something in his ear I’m not getting close enough to hear all of that not that I want to hear it to begin with.

she caresses his chest in methodical circular motions pulling him closer a deep flush appears on his face before she lets go “I’ll see you around Aali oreslirose and the next time we meet, I’ll leave a far deeper impression.”

Before any of us can process what we just heard she yells “both of you scram and get your damn jobs done.” Both student run to the staircase after they leave I ask.

I cough “So Aali?”

She smirks “You jealous?”

“No just wondering why would you bother since were going in 3 months anyways.” I ask,

 I’m curious there is no reason to establish anything, anyways. We just need to get the root and go.

Kyra says “A witch’s Bloodline mission is just as important as her life. Mine is especially bad right now, I don’t really want to talk about it but you can make a couple of guesses.”

I shrug “Yeah I guess, I just don’t see the full picture.”

Kyra waves it off “Don’t need to. Now lets get to that library.” She smiles as she start skipping on top of the corpses, covering her shoes with blood. Heading toward the staircase with utter glee.

I can tell my life from here on out is going to be a long and arduous one. Not that It wasn't already long beforehand. but I guess I can't complain too much. This is much better than slaving away on some island and mining away my life.

I follow her down the hallway to the second floor Most students seem to look away at us or pretend were not there. Kyra's footsteps track blood across the floor and The students seem to be just minding their business. I'm tempted to ask one of them, “hey, doesn't this bother you?” But I feel as if I open my mouth, I will only create more problems. I’m just gonna hope the professors or principal doesn't get too peeved by anything we did or maybe were already dead and we just don’t know it. I ask “Shouldn't we hurry?”

Kyra laughs “What are you scared?”

Not necessarily. It's just like, do you think you can handle a professor? If I can handle those peons of these, I doubt a professor would be any real trouble.

After some time in this odd watchful slience, peeking into classroms looking for the library We finally reach a large set of double doors I pull it open and I’m greeted with a space that doesn’t make any sense. The library itself extends several floors far past than what we walked down. students of all kinds go in and out of private study rooms. There are training rooms on the side which have large groups entering.

Kyra mocks “Space manipulation, maybe there not so half-baked here after all.”

Kyra starts talking to the student at the front desk. “We need attribute reader here, Stat.”

“An attribute reader?” The student adjusts her glasses and pulls back her long black hair. She’s stylish sliver winged rings sparkle on her finger and two skull earing witch compliments her Gothic atheistic she holds a red golden embroidered book her gaze focused on it she repeats “An attribute reader.”

“Yes An attribute reader, are you slow?” Kyra complains

“Every student should have done their test at the start of the year unless you two aren't students,” she stares at the faded blood trail left by kyra’s boots

“Unless you want your body to be impaled by me I suggest you give me what I want.” Kyra hisses

“I don’t know you and I never met you.” the librarian pulls out a small black box with a cluster of stars on top of it and pushes it across the desk

“I'm glad there’s someone in this school with some damn sense now your name.” Kyra grabs the box with a greedy glint in her eys

“I'm hesitant to give it to someone as bloody as you.” She closes her eyes in resignation.

Kyra gasps “is that the remnants of a backbone. Lovely,” Kyra’s face grows a massive smile, lightning arcs around her fingers snapping with wild fury across the ground.

The librarian looks terrified. She almost falls directly out of her seat before I catch her. “Hey, Kyra, let's just let her go, okay? We got what we want so there’s no need to blast her full of lightning.”