#4: Moraj

I'm on the corridor right now, playing with the roses as I stare at the distance absentmindedly,

The rose is moving, its center opening up as if to bite my finger, it had tiny little Thorns Inside it's "mouth", it didn't hurt, rather it was quite cute, I believe these things were called Red dragons? Im not sure though, I dont pay much attention in class, it's like a mixture of a rose and a snap dragon, Oswald sure was running out of ideas when he created these.

I feel like shit, I've already reported to the general and he's planning on dispatching me to a camp near the western mountains, to protect the villages, well atleast, it wasn't in the northern Camp, I heard it was like hell there.

Don't get me wrong, I like serving my kingdom it's just that, I can't seem to find Cordelia anywhere, and I've been running around the whole academy searching for her, I even ask everyone she knows about her whereabouts and all they said was either, I don't know or maybe she's in her room, well .......

She sure isn't there, I've knocked on her door more than a depressed hobo can say **** this,

And also, I checked the library! That's practically her home, She isn't there, where else would she go? Did she die or something? God Oswald I sure hope not

Where the hell are you Cordelia Foss?

I sighed as I looked at the red dragon nibbling on my my finger, I furrowed my brow,

"**** this"

I left the corridors and went to Tibia's room, she's Cordelia's cousin, it always baffles me of how much resemblance these two cousins have, they have the same skin color, dark and tann, same curly afro hair, bright brown eyes, both are even almost at the same height, although Cordelia is taller, both look really identical, thank goodness these two have fashion styles and personalities that are the polar opposite of one another, or else I wouldn't be able to tell who's who.

" you found Cordelia yet?"

Tibia said nonchalantly as she she closed one eye to aim a dagger at a picture plastered on the wall, I'm pretty sure that person on the picture is Grand Master Rutherford,

I looked at her concernly while sitting on her bed, although I didn't question her cause I probably know the answer, considering Tibia's problematic personality, she probably got scolded by him or something, and Tibia's the type to hold a grudge.

"Nope, I've looked everywhere, she seems to have evaporated into thin air or something"

Tibia hummed in acknowledge, but she continued aiming a dagger at the wall,

I watched her full of concentration as she landed a perfect shot on Sir Rutherford's head,

She smiled, "bullseye"

Wow, not concerning at all.

If Tibia wasn't a knight, she'd probably murder people and Rob their houses or maybe even cook their house pet for a living,

She can probably rival the blue Calamity in terms of personality.

Tibia stretched her arms and yawned ,

She sat at her bed, causing it to slightly sink,

"Remember how I told you that I saw her three days ago? And how I told you she's been acting strange?"

I smirked slightly

"Come on Tib, Cordelia is always strange"

"No it's not that, shes-"

Tibia looked concerned,

Tibia is never concerned,

she can come across a nearby death experience and laugh it off without worry,

How come she's so bothered by this?

Of course to be fair, I'm also bothered by this, it's just that I trust Cordelia to take care of herself, of course, she's one of the most powerful knights I know, heck! She can even make a giant elephant appear in thin air and acted like it was nothing,

My point is, that I trust her, but still.....

I'm a tad bit worried, as her closest friend since highschool to present, I'm almost always with her,

it's just that I almost spent an entire week without ever hearing her naggy voice telling me to clean after myself,

It just feels so, unusual now,

So out of place.

Tibia clasped her hands together, she looked at me solemnly

"she's been acting really strange, like stranger than usual"

I looked at her with full concentration,

She continued,

"That night, she came to my room, knocked on my door and said that I should stop using my magic, like who says that in the middle of night like what the hell? She climb all the flight of stairs to tell me that? And for what?"

"Stop using your magic? Why?"

" That's what I like to know "

"After she said that I was all groggy, after all it was in the middle of the night and I was sleeping, I was half awake for goodness sake! , I couldn't even say anything and she slammed the door on my face, ON MY FACE! THE AUDACITY! She woke me up in the middle of the night to Tell me weird shit and slammed the door at me, I am officially mad and creeped out"

Tibia scoffed as she rubbed her hair, causing it to be tangled even further,

"Cordelia is..... special you know? She always see things in a different light, atleast from us, but this time, I have a bad feeling and Baron....."

Tibia clasped my hands in her's, tightening them, she looked at me with the most serious look I've ever seen her, more serious than she was on the battlefield,

"Our grandfather told us that we Foss's have a special connection, not only by blood, but also in spirit, and it's quite true, we can sense each other's feelings from time to time..."

I looked at Tibia, not surprised, Cordelia told me about this before, I think it's pretty cool, I wish I had that ability, and if I did, too bad I don't have any family left to use it on aside from my father and God Oswald do I despise my father.

She continued,

" I decided not to tell you all this earlier because, I wasn't worried, I felt her, she was normal, but then earlier, this morning, I felt something"

I furrowed my brows as I clutched the bed sheets in anticipation

"Felt what?"

"Baron......"

"I can feel her"

"She's scared"

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In the most Northern part of Amir, Burried in Ice and snow, there are tents, many of them, stationed below the leafless heads of pines, everyone was busy, some, collecting wood to make fire, others grooming their horses as they kept them warm in blankets made of animal skin, some of them practicing with their spiritual weapon, it was like the camp of warriors, only this time they were heinous.

"Master, Moraj and his men are here"

" Ah yes, thank you Sloane"

Says the men in black as he sat on a throne made of animal flesh and bone, surely despite being made by horrendous things, it is quite comfortable, I like it, the man Thought, as he tried ruffling the red fox fur on his arm rest.

A bunch of men went into the tent, all of them in shady clothing,

The man Moraj, dressed in a more lavish clothing of vermillion, and white fur coat, smiled

" Oh the blue Calamity! In the flesh! What a day!"

Oh hell, I despise these types of people, so rowdy, acting like we're close, he's probably stupid, I bet my animal chair he is,

The blue Calamity thought,

but though, his action contradict him, he needs this guy to achieve his goal, he needs to act like the opposite of what he is thinking

disgusting, once I Incinerate Oswald into tiny ashes and become God, I'd definitely make hell with these people's lives, just you wait.

"Yes, tis I, the....blue Calamity"

F*ck I hate that name

"Yes yes, we heard loads about you, we've seen the things you do! How exciting! Overthrowing the most powerful person to ever lived, Truly exciting yes!"

Moraj said as he clapped his arms together, the most widest smile possible,

Ah yes, Moraj Cadenile the son and heir of one of the most wealthiest nobleman in Amir,

to think that such a respectable family will be ruined by one prodigal Son, truly a sight to behold.

The blue Calamity, rested his head back on the seat, as if he were asserting dominance,

Moraj smiled widely once more,

"You are everything I thought you were! Truly spectacular!"

What the hell is wrong with this guy.

"I've been observing you Blue Calamity, and after so much consideration, I'd like to offer some help to you!"

The blue Calamity furrowed his brows, as if offended

" Are you saying I'm weak? That I need your help?"

I was well aware that I needed his help, even if how much I deny it, me and my small army alone can't take on all of Amir, no matter how strong I am, we are outnumbered, and I mean VERY outnumbered, But hearing it through someone's mouth saying that I need "help" is really offensive to me, as if he's saying I don't have what it takes to destroy Oswald, although which I probably don't, but still!, You low lives don't get to talk to me like that!

"Ehem"

The blue Calamity snapped back from reality, his glowing blue eyes, slowly going back to it's more natural shade of blue,

Sloane approached him and whispered on his ear,

"Master, your emotions are showing, think about our victory, we need them, best to control your emotions for now"

Ah, yes Control, I need them, Okay,

"Blue Calamity are you alright? I don't mean it like that-, I just, no we just wanted to be apart of your band of villains is all...."

The blue Calamity, cleared his throat,

"Yes, yes, I'm fine, I do apologize, lack of sleep is all"

Moraj went back to his sunny mood once more,

"Ah is that so? Well then we'd, like to join you!"

"Of course your welcome to lend a.......helping....hand"

Control yourself, control yourself.