Chapter 9: Differences
After receiving Tiffany’s message and saying his parting words to Thea, Walter went straight home. He could utilize his super speed to reach his destination quicker, but he ultimately decided against it. Aside from his principle that powers should not be used for the sake of convenience, he wanted the time to think while heading back home.
“I’m ho---me?â€
He reached his house earlier than expected. As he opened their front door, an unexpected sight presented before him. Surprising enough to make his face twitch on reflex.
“Ah! Big Brother, welcome home…â€,
“...â€
Tiffany skipped towards him as jolly as she can be, nuzzling her face as she gave him a big hug.
“Umm… Big Brother?â€,
“Hmm? Ah, yeah. Right.â€
However, Walter’s attention was glued to the one with her on the living room. He looked back and forth between his cousin and this visitor of hers. A boy, who looked the same age as her.
“Where’s mom and dad?â€,
“Oh auntie? They went for the supermarket just a few hours ago--â€,
“Right, so to whom do I owe the pleasure?â€
Seemingly ignoring her response, he stood in attention and faced the boy with a strong stance. Even though they were cousins, Walter has always filled the role of the older sibling. His sudden approach intimidated Tiffany’s guest, retreating on his seat.
“Ah! He’s a classmate of mine. Tom, my big brother and vice versa. He’s here for an interview for our newspaper club!â€,
“N-n-nice to meet you, sir.â€
Tom was visibly flustered as he offered his hand to Walter, while Tiffany seemed to be oblivious of the entire scene. Walter eyed him from head to toe with a raised brow, as if sizing him up. Walter took his hand and give it a firm shake.
“...eep.â€
Perhaps his shake was too firm, as Tom let out a soft yelp. He felt his knuckles grind as he felt Walter’s grip. Tom was afraid of look at him straight on the eye at this point, he might faint if he did.
“Right, make yourself at home, Tom. I’ll go and get you guys something to drink.â€,
“Okay…â€,
“Juice please!â€
Tiffany responded with the utmost cheerfulness, while Tom slumped on his seat. Walter was unusually stingy tonight, Tom feared that if Tiffany would have left the room, he would have fainted from the sheer pressure of being in her cousin’s presence. Walter even made quick and sharp glances at the boy as went to the kitchen counter.
His glances were basically pertaining that one wrong move, Tom’s life is forfeit on the spot, though not really. He has always been overprotective of Tiffany, but this is the first in a long time that he’s assumed the persona of a shotgun-wielding dad or grumpy older brother. Especially now that Tiffany was passed the age of puberty.
“Isn’t he the sweetest?â€,
“Y-Yeah…â€
Tom said as he loosened his collar, while he curled his lips into a wry smile. Cold sweat running down from his temple to his neck. The atmosphere was suffocating.
‘So let’s go back to the question, shall we? Thomas Marcus.â€,
“...!â€
While in the midst of preparing their drinks, Walter was startled upon hearing the boy’s surname. The surname ‘Marcus’, the last thing he ever want to hear again. He was about to dismiss it as a coincidence when…
“So you have a brother that is a superhero too? His name is Richie Marcu--â€,
“...!â€,
“Ummm… Big brother? Are you alright over there?â€,
“Ah sorry! My hand just slipped. Please don’t mind me!â€
It was just as he feared, Tom here was Richie’s brother. He was taken off-guard that he accidentally knocked over the cutlery. With a wry smile, Walter just lulled them that there was nothing to be bothered about.
“Right so, apparently he was hospitalized because he went up against a really powerful Novus?â€,
“Yes, we only heard the gist of it. Whoever knocked him out must be really strong. Thanks to his Nexus healing, he might have died.â€
Tom responded with a glum expression. Apparently, the full story has yet to reach throughout school. Walter knew he was not responsible for that, but he shouldered it anyway without thinking of the consequences.
“Really? Will he be alright? What is his condition at the moment?â€,
“His body’s severely injured. It would take months, even with his regeneration, for him to recover.â€
Tom continued promptly to responses to her questions. Walter had no recollection of what happened after the incident, he just remembered that he woke up and met Atha, the woman in red. Although he remembered that he took a blow that was meant to Thea.
“That’s good to hear at least. Then how do you weigh on this incident?â€
Tiffany’s tone had an apparent concern for Tom. Empathizing with him as she read his increasingly gloomy expression. It was then, his eyes exhibited a fierce glint.
“I knew my brother had made so many enemies, but he has put the school first before anything else. He made it his pride and was willing to take control when no one would dare. He had a very admirable ambition on how will he shape the school, no matter how selfish the means to attain it. To be beaten up like that… It’s just---detestable. Only a supervillain would do that.â€
Tom opened up his pent up sadness and anger upon the incident. His very words struck deep in Walter. Richie Marcus may have been a bully to him but majority still looked up to him. It was enough to make his stomach spin, to shoulder such a detestable burden.
Thinking back what Chipper had said to him, if Richie Marcus was still here, he would have kept the Nova Reform in check. Now the normal citizen populace of the school was in danger, all thanks to the burden he chose. All points lead to Walter, the root of the upcoming chaos that was about to loom over the school.
“Big Brother…?â€,
“I’m going to our room. I still have homework that needs to be done.â€,
“Okay!â€
As he finished making their refreshments, Walter went straight upstairs with Tiffany, of course, still oblivious. It seemed that the conversation, took a lot from him. A look of deep resignation with a hint of depression can be read all over him.
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Walter thought by keeping himself busy, he would forget about the earlier exchange. But after finishing up his school homework and studies for the day, the latter conversation still stuck on to his thoughts. Before, he would just shrug off this controversy surrounding him; but since Richie Marcus’ younger brother was now concerned, the issue now became a glaring problem.
He was at a loss, an impasse, he felt like he just hit a massive roadblock. He chose to take the blame, and now the backlash was hitting Walter hard. To suffer the wrath of Tom, or earn the disdain of his cousin that looks up to him; either way, both options had undesirable outcomes.
“Big Brother! I’m back!â€,
“Oh Tiffy. Where’s Tom?â€,
“He already went home. And guess what? I have a huge scoop for my new club! The man who took out Boulderdash!â€
Tiffany was disturbingly enthusiastic about it too. Just the sight of her being like this, and not knowing what she would find eventually makes Walter’s stomach spin. He has to make the choice now, or else he would be in even more trouble. It would even affect her too if it drags on like this, Walter certainly will not have it.
“I can see it now, it’ll by my biggest headline---â€,
“Tiffy!â€
"Ah."
Before Tiffany could showcase her overflowing anticipation, Walter abruptly interjects. His tone was unexpectedly serious even for her. She felt her presence shrink, he did not mean to interrupt her in a scolding manner, but this needs to be settle here and now.
“I--I’m sorry. Could you please sit down with me for a bit, there’s something I need to tell you.â€,
“Big brother? Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?â€
Tiffany sheepishly asked her cousin as she sat down on a nearby chair, while Walter on the side of his bed. She was always overly cheerful but to see her like this was quite a rare sight. Both were downtrodden, both were troubled by the unpredictable outcome of this sudden serious talk.
“Regarding your story on who beat Boulderdash, Thomas Marcus’ brother. In case you still haven’t heard about it. I was the one responsible.â€,
“What…? But---Big Brother that’s impossible---whoa…â€
Before she could doubt her cousin’s sudden claim, Walter held his right arm up and manifested his Mantra-Arm. His entire right arm transformed into a black bio-mechanical limb, with coursing red outlines. He thought she saw him crushed a gun into a ball with his bare hands, during the incident the other day.
“But---Big Brother… why…?â€,
“I… I don’t know what happened. Truth is… I am not even sure how or was it even me who did it. It was all a blur.â€
Walter’s hands were visibly shaking, he tried to open up as much as possible to his cousin. He was not mentally prepared for this, but it had to be said now rather than later. He dug in every small detail he remembers to lay it on his cousin.
“I woke up with this overwhelming ebb within me, and this arm.â€,
“But what were you doing with a superhero like him in the first place? Why was he with you that time? Did you challenge him or something?â€,
As expected of Tiffany’s inquisitive nature, much like a journalist, she began interview her cousin about the incident. She listened as intently and closely as possible, not missing even a single syllable unheard. Walter tried to lay down the information on her, as honest as he can be.
Walter told her about the bullying he went through and the final straw that led to that. He was harassed and so did Thea, Richie Marcus manhandled the both of them, unprovoked. And then came the most important bit, that he used his body as a shield to protect Thea from Boulderdash’s kinetic grenade.
Tiffany was shocked to hear that last bit that it made her drop her pen and notebook in her grasp. This was the first time, she has ever heard a superhero harassing innocents. She was still young and naive, thus the reality hit her like a brick.
“I’m… I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, Tiffy. But I can’t let this incident drag on for long. I know my take on the blame will have consequences but… Richie Marcus… Thea… he’s gonna kill her for sure. I know I didn’t have any powers that time, but I have to protect her. I don’t want anyone dying on my expense---â€,
“Big brother…â€
Walter’s statement was abruptly interrupted as he felt her arms wrapping around from his back, her petite frame embracing him. The gesture taken him off-guard that he did not know how he should react. Tiffany rested her chin on his shoulder and nuzzled her face on it.
“It was hard, wasn’t it?â€,
“I was scared… and yet… I can’t just let her die like thatâ€
“But you saved a life, Big Brother. I know you more than anyone else will, and I know big brother did the right thing. You are a superhero with a big heart, and that is enough for me.â€,
“Tiffy…â€
Walter almost cried at his cousin’s response. Tiffany’s still undergoing through maturity, oblivious and overly cheerful to the point of naivety. But to hear these heartfelt words was something to behold to him, he was almost certain that she was the older sibling if they were one.
“Well… if that’s the case. Then--â€,
“Wait what--â€
Tiffy skipped over his shoulders and held her interview notes before her cousin, before promptly tearing it all in front of him. Pieces of paper fell to the floor like a trash confetti, Tiffany spreading it all around with her usual bright demeanor. A gesture that thoroughly shocked him.
“But what about your report on your school club?â€,
“Nah, I’ll just pick up another story. There’s loads out there just waiting to be uncovered! Look out world! Tiffany is out to make her name!â€
Tiffany stood atop her bed, with a proud stance and her finger up into the sky. Her confidence somehow mirrored Kurome’s, just minus the over-the-top mannerisms. Tiffany was bound to do great things, Walter was certain of it. Her confidence was something he always admired and envied at the same time.
“Ah! Oh! I forgot I got something for ya, Big Brother.â€,
“Hmm?â€,
“Should be around here somewhere…â€
As if something dawned upon her so suddenly, Tiffany rushed to her baggage and belongings and started rummaging through them like a raccoon in a garbage pile.
“Ta-Da! I got you these!â€,
“These are---â€,
“Comic Books from the Old World Era! I got it from old man Barney back at Pineswood. I figured you’d like them, Big Brother. I was gonna give it to you yesterday but I keep forgetting.â€
From her baggage, Tiffany produced a stack of dusty and old comic books. Most of them are worn off and crumpled because of how many times they have been read. Some were bound by only masking tape and others were stapled. Walter’s attention immediately caught by the comic book’s title at the top of the pile.
“Superman…â€
The comic book’s title just slid out of his lips. He was awestruck carefully flipping through the dusty gloss pages. The comic book was about a superhero, a god from another world that descended from earth to live and walk with the humans. Or at least from what Walter understood in overview.
“These would have cost a fortune if they were in good condition! Wow…â€,
“Ahem…! Big Brother.â€
While Walter was getting lost in every page of the comic book stack, Tiffany stood before him with her hands behind her. She swayed back and forth like a kid waiting for some sort of reward. He chuckled a bit and closed the comic book in his hand.
“Of course, come here you!â€,
“Ehehehe… I got hugs!â€
Walter pulled her in locked her head in his right arm and stroke her head like playfully giving her a noogie, but with a head pet. She giggled as she got her just reward, like a puppy being petted. Despite her having a heart of an older sibling, Tiffany was still a kid.
“Thank you for being honest, Big Brother.â€
A one last hug and a peck on the cheek, Tiffany expressed her gratitude for his cousin’s honesty. The two of them went to clean their room before calling it a night. Tiffany went ahead and slept ahead of him, while Walter read some more of the comic books Tiffany had brought for him.
With so many colorful characters, great stories, and art, Walter felt his inner geek being pampered. He did not know that even in the Old World Era, people still upheld values that superheroes today can put into practice. Superheroes that time were naught but a figment of the imagination, but now in the future, they are finally one with the real world.
He was thankful that he cleared the issue with Tiffany an her story, but there was still the matter of Tom, Richie’s younger brother. It will not be long before he finds out, and when that day ever comes, he would just have to face it like a man. Like Tiffany had said, he did what he believed was right at the time.
Thea was in danger, and Richie Marcus attacked them unprovoked. That was, by all means, not how a superhero should act. And from what he had experienced, he was sure that Richie would not even had stood a chance against each member of the Nova Reform, and that they were merely using him as a front.
His conviction and resolve was invigorated and renewed, all thanks to his cousin. She was always there whenever he was down. A ray of sunshine in a storm of doubts, that was Tiffany for him.
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Yorktown State University
The next day, school hours went without a hitch. Thea and Ailana now seldom with Walter and more on with each other as they begin to finally get along; that or the coincidence that they were assigned both as study partners for the Science lecture. While Walter was allowed to have his own pick, he chose not to, because he could feel the girl’s sharp glances from behind his back whenever he talks to other girls in class.
Though what bothered him throughout was his dream from last night. He could not remember it, but his gut tells him that it was important. He spent majority of his free time digging deep in his memories to find a shred of recollection of that dream, and yet it just proved futile. He would ignore it right there and then but his eagerness to know was overpowering.
“Hey Walter!â€,
“...â€,
“I just need to double check this formula--umm… Walter?â€
After the bell rang, Ailana, with her notes in hand, approached Walter regarding their science lecture earlier but she was unintentionally ignored. He was still in deep contemplation since earlier that his body was in full auto-pilot mode; his body moving on its own and yet his mind was somewhere else. Ailana then placed herself in front of him to check up on him.
“Ah! Ailana. S-Sorry I just… Hmm…â€,
“Are you alright? If this is about finding another partner earlier other than us--â€,
“Wh-what--wait no. No… No… Just thinking hard about something irrelevant.â€
Walter attempted to say some words of reassurance but failed to convey otherwise. He was troubled, physically and mentally. He never expected remembering a dream, that was practically erased from his mind, would bother him this much.
“Alright, here…â€,
“Hmm? Wait, Ailana what are you--…â€
All of a sudden, Ailana grabbed Walter’s both cheeks then pulled his head face closer to hers. He could not resist, his mind was screaming to pull away but the warmth of her touch made it impossible for his physical body to respond. As they drew closer, Ailana slowly closed her eyes; the glisten of her lips and the sweet scent drew Walter in until….
…Their foreheads touched.
It was only for a moment, but her scent, and her face this up close was… something else. He felt bliss and heat swelling in his chest, his heart beating so fast that he felt like it was going jump out of his rib cage. Walter’s lips tremble as he froze in place.
“You don’t have a fever… Thank goodness.â€,
“Ah…. I--ah…â€
Walter stuttered, he felt like he was regressing back to his old self after that gesture. He felt his cheeks burning and his breath running. He swallowed as he tried to calm down, though his eyes were darting left and right. This was just like the first time she and Walter met.
She was actually checking his temperature by touching his forehead with hers, an old-fashioned way but a rather daring gesture. She could have used her hands, as Walter would have pointed. He was about to retort when….
“Walter…?â€,
“Oh.â€
Walter made an audible “oh†escaped his lips as he took a good look at Ailana, after all this time, he noticed something different about her. Something that he should have noticed earlier since they met this morning. He felt like it needed to be addressed.
“A ponytail.â€,
“Hmm? What about my hair?â€,
“It’s just I’ve never seen you in a disheveled everyday look before. I mean, not in a bad way of course! It’s just… you look really approachable.â€
Walter said with complete sincerity, with a dash of a warm smile. As if becoming conscious, Ailana slightly averted her gaze and began stroking her ponytail. An unintentional revenge for the daring move earlier.
“I always see you with that bright presence, just seeing you like this…â€,
“I--Well...â€,
“Ehehe…â€
The two fidgeted as both of them were now flustered, both faces red and the choking tension hanging above them. Both have their smiles all the way up to their ears, and butterflies fluttering in their stomachs. The two just had their awkward silence for a good 5 minutes, just fidgeting and glancing over, waiting on someone to break the ice.
Ailana was the resident popular girl in their class, she was always surrounded by either her admirers. Her natural charm was akin to a movie star’s, her star look were always effortless as if her beauty is her natural state. Seeing her in such a disheveled look, proves that she was not about vanity nor did she care about her status quo. Though being superheroine, Ailana was just a simple girl underneath her glamorous presence.
“â€So uh…â€â€,
“â€We should go.â€â€,
“â€Yeah, let’s do that.â€â€,
““Hehehe…â€â€
Like a comedic duo, the two just synced responses that it almost sounded like they have the same brain. The two, with a hurrying pace, walked side by side down the hallway towards the club room. Seems like nothing would break this ice of awkwardness.
As the two just paced towards their destination, Ailana finally eased up while still matching Walter’s pace. She placed her hand on his elbow as they walked together, happy that even with their busy schedule, Ailana was thankful to have a moment with Walter like this.
“It’s been a while since we walked together, and just talk.â€
Ailana just said it out loud as they made their way towards the club room.
“I know. It has been a while. Heh, I know it has been a few weeks but it felt like forever.â€
Walter chuckled as he raised his arms and put both his hands behind his head, he felt his worries now but left his shoulders just talking to her.
“Say, Ailana. I have been meaning to ask you this ever since that day.â€,
“Hmm?â€,
“You know there are other people you could have talked to during your first day here. Why approach me, the wallflower, of all people?â€
Walter asked Ailana with curious thoughts. He had been pondering this since the day before the incident. Why would a popular girl approach him of all people, and why did she welcomed his company just as easily? Walter knew best not to question someone’s nature but due to the experiences in the past, he could not help but question it just a bit.
“Mhm… Well, would it be enough that of all people, you were the one I enjoyed talking to that time?â€,
“I guess so…â€,
“...or maybe you just didn’t recognized me….â€,
“I’m sorry?â€,
“Oh it’s nothing. Ah… just pondering on the science lecture earlier. My, such a handful.â€
Ailana’s voice trailed off in her last statement, barely audible even for Walter’s enhanced hearing. She quickly dismissed and retracted that inaudible statement and just kept walking ahead of him. It would seem that she had something that she was not telling Walter, and just waiting for him to figure it out.
“I’m---I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to question your attitude towards me. I just… I just have been taken advantage too many times before this and it’s really hard to come around.â€,
“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that. Despite the fame I enjoy now, I am still trying my utmost to keep my feet on the ground. Because like you before, Walter, I was a nobody too. Worry not, if I have to prove it to you through actions, then I’ll do it.â€
Ailana’s conviction was apparent in that statement. Her eyes glinted with a spark of determination, motivated to make this stance as her cause. Walter can feel her aura just blazing through, he feared she might be overreacting.
“Umm… Y-You don’t have to go that far.â€
He responded with a wry smile, now nervous that she might overdo herself with something so trivial. Walter was flattered of course but it was a bit too much. He feels as such unworthy to give such effort, especially coming from Ailana.
“That reminds me, Ailana. I’ve always wanted to ask you. What are your thoughts on the current state of the Superhero society? You are a superheroine yourself, surely you must have experienced firsthand of being one.â€
Walter inquired, he took the opportunity to ask that vital detail to a real superhero such as herself. He meant to ask Alicia Brock, aka Pixie Lass but he has yet to meet up with her again, ever since the incident in the Liberty Theme Park. Same with Kurszt, but in his case, Kurszt was too unapproachable.
“Well… It was---quite a life-changing event for me since the day I awakened my powers. Sure I have passed the committee’s tests and my results are stellar… But truth be told… I have yet to form a valid opinion on the matter.â€
Ailana slightly bowed her head and contemplated on what had transpired before.
“I have all these accolades but I have yet to make my first step. Honesty be told, it’s… scary. Knowing you’ll have a tremendous burden ahead of you. Knowing all these good people will be counting on you. It already costed me my friends back then, as they began to shun me because I’m ‘too good’ to be with them now.â€
She continued. Her mood became increasingly gloomy.
“Given on how most superheroes nowadays are swimming in fame and spoils, it was a stigma rather than a blessing. People began to view me as a different person, no longer seeing what I used to be. Treating me some sort of a vain celebrity.â€,
“It must've been tough…â€
Walter placed his hand on her shoulder, he empathized on what she had gone through. He did not know being a superhero could be just as harsh, or maybe even harsher than being a an everyday person. As Ailana felt his hand on her shoulder, she felt relaxed, knowing that Walter was willing to listen.
“Hence why, Walter… As a Superhero, I want to destroy this stigma surrounding superheroes. I want for the ones we protect, that not all superheroes cling to vanity. Be knee-deep in dirt or hands wet, a hero must cast aside everything do all it takes to protect and save a life. Not for money, not for fame, nothing but indiscriminate compassion to everyone.â€,
“You’re right.â€
Walter agreed raising his palm in front of him as if reaching for something, the rays of dusk shone in-between his fingers. He was surprised that her cause mirrors his in a number of ways. Superpowers don’t always make you a superhero, it is the morals you uphold and the cause you fight for. With that, Ailana easily won his admiration.
“Alright. If you truly insist, then do so. Just… don’t push yourself too hard, eh?â€,
“You have my word, Walter…---…and maybe one day you’ll remember…â€
There it was again, the last sentence just trailed off. Walter would have pried further but chose not to, just let her have her moment. He wish he could talk to her more, but there is always a next time.
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SA Brigade Club Room
The moment they arrived at the club room, the members quickly gathered round and sat in attention. There were no more time for boisterous allowance time, as they aim to be a step ahead of the Nova Reform while they were still complacent. Today was the day Kurome would assign a special case to Walter and his partner for the day.
“Alright, we have been coordinating with the Delinquent Club. Through Vee’s help and her members, we were able to have leads regarding these independent school clubs.â€
Kurome’s tone was serious off the bat.Usually she would greet the club with her loudest persona possible, like a kid in a playhouse. But now that they are dealing with serious cases now, there will be no room for erratic behavior now.
“Walter.â€
Kurome threw the black folder unto Walter’s side of the table. The folder that Ms. Ferrion imparted to them just a few days prior. It contained all the known data of all these independent clubs operating under the administration’s scope.
“As our field officer, I want you to take charge of these independent clubs. They are the minority, their support is essential. There must be a reason why they could not go out in the open, you job is to find out and see to it. Make it your priority, whenever there’s no assignment from me. Can I count on you with this, Walter-kun?â€
Kurome stated, her fierce stare burrowing deep unto Walter’s. She was full brigadier commander mode now. Her stance, her gait, her aura overtook the entire room akin to being in a hot seat.
“Yes, I will. We’ve come this far, I can’t back down now.â€
Walter responded with conviction as it should be. There was a lot at stake now that they have entered the battlefield. He cannot let Kurome or any of them down; if he was a soldier now, he must become more than that.
“Arigato… Walter-kun. I know you can do so much more. I want to be there when you realize your fullest potential. But please, don’t push yourself too hard.â€
Her tone went to its usual pitch, but instead of a loud response, it was a mellow one. A sign of reassurance from Kurome herself. She was always a curious one, she can be as stern as a drill instructor, and yet can be caring as a doting housewife.
“Then we better get started.â€
His fire sparked and motivation lit, Walter declared before his fellow club members. Everyone nodded in agreement, with no objections whatsoever. With that, Kurome began sorting their assigned activities for today.
“Yosh! That’s all of us and that just leaves… Kurszt-kun. You’re Walter’s partner for today!â€
Kurome declared as she finished her work in just mere minutes. Kurome and Xiu would meet with Ms. Celica Ferrion regarding the elite school clubs; Max, Ailana and Thea would be in charge of information and data gathering on other clubs. That left Kurszt the it, much to the other members’ silent dismay, even Kurome herself.
After a few more minutes of a refresher and summary of activities, the club went on to their separate tasks.
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Yorktown State University, Campus District
“So… the Occultist Coven.â€,
“I don’t like the sound of that club.â€
Walter and Kurszt walked side-by-side, with the former reading through the mentioned independent club’s data. Beforehand, the two boys made a stop to the construction complex first and inquired about it on one of the members of Virgilia’s Delinquent Club. Walter was hoping to encounter her, but sadly, Virgilia was away from another district dealing with rival gangs.
With these independent clubs operating under the administration’s radar, it was hard to find leads of them from the student body. Luckily, since the SA Brigade now works hand-in-hand with the Delinquent Club, every underground and forbidden information regarding the school was made available to them. No other clubs knew the school better than the Delinquent Club itself, as they are not limited to the Main campus, but also in other campuses of the YSU too.
Thanks to their source in the Delinquent Club, the two were redirected at Campus B, one of the ten high school campuses of the entire university. To have an independent club situated in one of the most well-known campuses, would mean that this club would be too open to be operating independently. Much to the surprise of the two boys, the Occultist Coven has yet to gain recognition in the Main Campus.
“According to this… the club itself is popular among middle-schoolers and some seniors… huh.â€,
“That sounds a bit outspoken for a club that should be operating under the radar, no?â€
Kurszt and Walter discussed their objectives as they made their way towards the school district and to Campus B. The Occultist Coven was a curious case at that. Like the former said, indie clubs like these should be operating under the radar of the school administration.
“Furthermore, the club is always active during extra-curricular events, particularly school festivals. Because this club’s main attraction was---fortune telling? What the?â€
Walter was baffled by the written data about the club, Kurszt even shared the same reaction. He flipped through the pages again to review the club’s data but that was it. The output was either seemed like hastily-written, or just needed further study.
“I don’t know what to make of this. That’s it? Fortune-telling? No demon summoning or black magic rituals? You know… occult-related stuff?â€
Walter was visibly disappointed as he was curious too. He thought the club would involve something supernatural factors or whatnot. It would seem that the club was nothing more than a harmless hobby of sort and just slapped the name because it sounded cool.
“Oh.â€
He stopped as he read the input regarding the club’s main attraction, bullet-ed just below the general information.
“Says here… that their fortune-telling readings are 100% accurate. Most cases the readings were warnings of the immediate probability of danger.â€,
“Sounds like dangerous ability to have. We’ll need to get to them before the Reform does. Who knows what will they do with that power in their arsenal.â€
Kurszt expressed his utmost concern of the matter. He feared if they have this power, then they would pretty much demolish their competitors before they could even act. If the accuracy was as true as the data say, then what kind of a Novus would have such kind of power? Or was it just a big fraud machinated by the club to gain popularity?
“So that’s where we come in. If this club is situated on Campus B, then it should be a matter of time before they end up within the scope of the Nova Reform. It was fortunate that this was brought to their attention immediately."
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Yorktown State University, Light Tram Transit
“So uh…â€
After a few minutes of walking, Walter and Kurszt boarded the school tram towards Campus B. Since it was around after-dismissal time, the tram transit was almost empty. Passengers were mostly school staff or student boarders from the school dorm. Walter attempted to at least strike a conversation with Kurszt, since he was the only one left in their club he did not interacted yet.
“How’s being a superhero after graduating from a Normal to a full-fledged Novus?â€,
“...â€,
“Y’know I have been a fan of you and your mentor, Gray Knight.â€,
“...â€
Walter’s attempt seemed to be in vain as Kurszt continued to ignore him. His jarring trait as to why Walter was having a hard time striking a conversation with him, was he was always too serious. Unlike Xiu whom was shy in nature, Kurszt was broody and angsty. He was all business when it comes to school and superhero work.
“You know, I’ve watched the shows. You and Grey Knight solve mysteries that are too complex even for a Novus to understand. You fight crime and beat up supervillains that were stronger than you--all those feats that you can’t even tell that you were both human!â€
Regardless of Kurszt’s silence, Walter continued to express his admiration to him. He was just elated to be working with and on the same class with the superhero he admired since his childhood. It was a kid’s dream come true for him.
“I still even got… this.â€
Walter pulled something out of his breast pocket.
“It’s a pin of both of your emblems! I got from Grey Knight himself. I still carry it for good luck.â€
It was a pin with embedded emblems of the Grey Knight and Iron Squire. As soon as Walter showed it to Kurszt, the latter finally turns his attention to him. Kurszt looked at the pin with a rather glum expression, probably reminiscing in his head.
“You two inspired me when I was a kid, that even as a human, you can still be a superhero. Especially you, with you as Grey Knight’s sidekick, you’ve shown me that no matter how small you may be, you can still save lives if you put your heart into it.â€
Walter clutched the pin in his palm, remembering one of his strongest motivations of becoming a superhero. Though Kurszt only lasted about 5 years with Grey Knight before emerging as a Novus, his exploits was nothing short of inspiring to Walter. He even dreamed that one day he would become a sidekick like Iron Squire, and would rehearse one-liners and enact battle scenarios in his room.
“Sigh… you know Walter. I was like you once.â€
After minutes of silence, Kurszt finally spoke.
“Full of enthusiasm, cheerful and energetic… I knew the dangers of becoming a hero, and yet I faced them all with sheer bravery and wit. Even though one wrong move could spell my death, I still tackled them head-on.â€
He still sported that gloomy expression and a sad tone. He was sad that he lost all that drive he had in the past. He felt lonely, and empty as he looked back in retrospect.
“But then… It was that fateful day… Life dug its claws on me. It was then, reality hit me hard. Even as a superhero, you can’t save everyone. Especially when that one is the one you love.â€
Though he may not say directly, it was clear that something happened that changed him forever. Something so tragic that it plunged him into the abyss. Walter looked at him with concern as he noticed his grip on the railing was bending the metal itself.
“---that’s when I realized. That in order to save them, I had to root out the problem itself. The old man didn’t agree with my methods; hence why days after becoming Novus, I left that old man in his devices and went on alone. I believed that with this power, one can accomplish the impossible. I don’t want to be that powerless again.â€
Kurszt’s grip on the railing finally loosens as the tram finally stops at their destination, Campus B. He walked a few steps ahead of Walter as they went out of the transit. Walter would catch up, but something was stopping him after telling that piece. Kurszt then suddenly stops in his track and tilts his head slightly back to face him.
“Remember that Walter. Even as a superhero, even with compassion and heart, you must learn to face the fact that you can’t save everyone. Even gods like us suffer the consequences that will break us.â€
He said it like it was his parting words before continuing his pace. Walter had no response to that, he felt sad to what he had become. He may not know what happened, but it was sad that one of his idolized hero was not the same as he was before.
As he followed Kurszt, Walter held the pin from the cloth of his pocket. Kurszt may have changed, but he still believed that with heart, he can still protect everyone. Although doubts now linger within him, he still held on to his beliefs. He secretly hoped for the day that Kurszt would learn how to be positive again.
As for Kurszt, ever since that life-changing incident, he has always walked on the gray area between good and evil. To him, power was the key to enacting justice, criminals must be apprehended and the Anomala killed. To him, the anomalus were beyond saving; the moment they let the Malus corrupt them, that was the moment that they abandoned humanity.
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Yorktown State University, Campus B
The two kept silent for a while until they finally reached the premises of Campus B. They were immediately greeted by a bustling crowd of students, still roaming the school premises at this hour. The reason being that the entire student body of Campus B in YSU were boarders, most of them are from another Metro Zones here and abroad.
Since they were from the main campus, Walter and Kurszt immediately stood out like sore thumbs upon the crowd. The students look on as they saw them walked through their campus, whispering random thoughts about them like they were celebrities. Walter did not even knew that Main Campus students like them were like a rarity here, even though he was just hailed from a middle-class family.
“Hmm… The data doesn’t say anything about their whereabouts.â€,
“Then convenient for us, that we can ask around with all these students still around.â€
With them now at their designated location, Walter and Kurszt’s work has now began. First line of order was to find this independent club. Since they were in a pretty bustling area, the Occultist Coven must be well-known to them.
“You there!â€,
“Huh--!â€
Kurszt suddenly called out a random student with a loud tone. The student froze in place the moment he saw Kurszt marching towards him. His gait and his look was too intimidating to ignore.
“Where is the Occultist Coven! Spill it or defend---â€,
“Hep! hep! That’s NOT how we should work Kurszt.â€,
“Why not? This is how I interrogate---â€,
“We’re just asking for directions! Not interrogate criminals!â€
Walter yelled at his impulsiveness, while Kurszt was baffled on why he was being scolded. The former stopped him from grabbing the poor passer-by by the scruff of his uniform. He was aware that Novus get exemptions but harassment will not bode too well on the SA Brigade’s reputation.
“Sigh… So sorry about that. Forgive my partner here. He’s just new to this.â€
Walter whispered the last sentence to the passer-by whilst stealing a glance back at his companion.
“R-right…â€,
“Okay let’s take it from the top. We heard there was a fortune teller here, we are actually want to have our future told.â€
Walter asked in a polite manner, which seemed to eased the tension on the passer-by. He scratched his head with a wry smile, still apologetic on Kurszt’s behalf on the terrible first impression. He could already tell that he was about to have a rough afternoon.
“Oh… Oh! You’re in luck!â€
The passer-by suddenly grabs his backpack and pulled out a long black cloak. He put the cloak over his head and tied the neck area to make a makeshift hood. The passer-by turned his attention back at the two with a foreboding look on his face.
“Ahem… Greetings fellow believers of the supernatural~! Thou seek the one who gazes into the future~?â€
The passer-by revealed himself as one of the Occultist Coven’s members. Although his introduction was… not convincing with the phony accent and theatrical gestures, he tried his best. The two just looked at each other with expressions both hiding their intent to laugh.
“Ah… yes. Umm… O um… respected one. Layeth upon us thy wisdom that we seek.â€,
“Hey that’s pretty good--uh.. yeah--I mean then thou hast found me, follow and I shall lead!â€
The club member broke character for a moment to compliment Walter’s Old English accent. While Walter did not delved into theater clubs, he has read some Old World Texts and watched some shows with the said accent. Thanks to his photographic memory, he recalled how each word was pronounced and delivered.
“You disgust me with that accent.â€,
“Hehehehe…â€
Kurszt just grunted in frustration to Walter, even though he was German in descent, he knew English accent during his stint as Gray Knight’s sidekick. The latter could only strain an embarrassed laugh as a response. Walter knew that his companion will not be willing to go with the flow, which was an essential when dealing with eccentricities.
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Campus B, Third Floor, Academic Building
The three walked for a while at dusk, with Walter interviewing one of the members of the Occultist Coven they met earlier. His name was Charlie Zeke, and with their luck, just happens to be the “headmaster†of the club or the club president. Both boys braced themselves to an anti-social lot but Charlie himself was surprisingly accommodating.
According to him, their independent club only consisted of 3 members him and two girls. The reason why their club was never approved by the administration was that they lacked the members to make it official. Their club was one of the flunked clubs during the Recruitment Drive two years ago.
They had planned to keep their club’s name a secret, but due to the surprising amount of patrons coming in, it was out of their control. Their reputation was set and their popularity among middle-schoolers and lower campus student body was on the rise. So far, Walter found no case involving them. If Walter had the authority, he would petition them to make their club official.
“Ah…â€
From the distance of the empty hallway, a girl with a long cloak tripped on her own cloak that made her drop the stack of books she was carrying.
“Oh no, umm… excuse me for a minute---Mina! Mina are you okay?â€
Charlie immediately rushed over to the cloaked girl’s aid. From the cloak that the girl was wearing, the two can tell that she was one of the members of the Coven. Walter followed Charlie and offered to lend a hand.
“Are you okay? That was a pretty bad fall there.â€,
“...â€
The cloaked girl paused as Walter suddenly entered the scene. Seemingly in suspended animation, she just stared at him as Walter help the two pick up the books. Motionless and her eyes staring dead straight at him.
“Here you go--umm… something wrong?â€
As Walter was about to hand out the remaining books to her, he was able to take a good closer look at her. Her face was hidden by the shade of her heavy hood, even with that, he can tell she was staring right at him. Her skin was deathly pale and her arm very skinny, almost skin and bones. And her most distinguishing feature at the moment, she does not have a right arm; her right limb was a just a stump with noticeable stitches at the tip.
“Ah---ahahaha… she’s just shy around other people. Oh yeah! This is Mina, one of the members and cornerstone of the coven.â€,
“Hi, Mina. My name is Walter.â€,
“.…---Walter.â€
Charlie introduced Walter to his colleague, and Walter extended his hand for a shake. But Mina just blankly stared at it, looking up and down as she somewhat whispered his name. Though he has the intention was pure, Mina seemed either hesitant or just extremely shy.
Slowly and hesitantly, she slowly lifted her arm to return his shake. Walter’s presence radiated with a warm aura that seemed to comfort her a bit. And then at last, they shook hands; Walter just gently held hers, careful not to intimidate her.
“Oh…. warm…â€
Mina looked at her hand as if she has touched something for the first time, as Walter’s warmth still lingered on her palm. It felt welcoming, and genuine. Her hand though felt like ice, Walter felt like he just touched a corpse but he just shrugged it off for now.
“Wow, Mina never shook hands with someone other than us before. She must see something in you for her to trust you.â€,
“Trust… Walter…â€,
“O-Oh aha… ummm that’s--I’m glad then.â€
Walter did not know what to respond as he found himself flustered by the feat. Other than her fellow club members, Mina was usually cold around strangers with the other members just handle the talking. He could conclude that she was be the fortune-teller or psychic in their club.
After a brief exchange, the group proceeded down the empty hall until they reached their destination. It was huge classroom, just about the same as theirs in the main campus. But before they enter, Charlie paused and faced his two guests.
“Now honored guests of the coven! To seek thine future, is to open thine hearts and minds to the supernatural~, free thy earthly doubts! And the future shall be clear. Bear in thought, thine future can still be changed! This only serves as a warning.â€
Charlie immediately went back into his character, but this time, there was a hint of sincerity unto it. Whether or not that was just a part of his role, the two boys took it as a precaution no less. Walter may have been a skeptic of fortune-telling, but he has to have an open mind about the unknown.
“Then proceed---errmm… so which one of you wants to go first?â€,
“Oh! Me first!â€
Walter was quick to raise his hand, he was eager to dive in head first at this. Kurszt was happy to wait outside of course, he would rather not involve himself with unknown forces. Charlie pulled the black cloth that was covering the entrance and lead Walter in.
Inside the room was something Walter would have expected the club’s room would be. All four sides of the room were covered with thick black cloths, akin to a gypsy’s tent. The room was decorated with various exhibits, and trinkets that relate to the occult.
As he stepped inside, he was instantly greeted by an enigmatic atmosphere. Few steps away, he saw another member and Mina getting ready for their ritual. The moment the other member saw Walter, she immediately greeted him with and shook his hand.
“Ah! Our first patron in weeks! Welcome! Welcome!â€,
“Ah yes… My name is Walter.â€,
“Oh! I can tell. You’re from the Main Campus! Oh splendid! Splendid! Tala Connors, senior student here.â€
Tala greeted him with a very cheerful welcome. Tala Connors, a senior student here at Campus B and the last member of the coven. A girl of a Native-American descent, she was the brains behind the club’s theme and their resident loremaster. Although not a Novus, Tala has dabbled with her ancestor’s art of ancient medicine and the occult.
After a brief introduction, Tala tended to Mina’s preparation and had her enter the a secluded part of the room divided by a black cloth. She then emerged from the part of the room, dressed with an animal pelt that covered her cloak, donning a visage of a witch-doctor. The get-up was so convincing that it made Walter flinch a step back.
“Now… Walter stand still and calm yourself. Empty you mind and clear your thoughts.â€
Tala sounded like a different person, as if her cheerful attitude just minutes ago was merely a facade. Regardless, Walter complied and tried to concentrate. Once still, Tala and Charlie both chanted an incantation rite on him to prepare him for the ritual’s next step.
“It is done…â€
As they concluded the incantation, Walter felt somewhat light as if he was about to float. The two members of the coven faced him one last time before he proceed. They may have been assuming roles, but in this part, they need to make sure that their patron was mentally and emotionally prepared.
“Now, Walter. Before we send you to the other side of the divider where Mina is waiting, we must warn you. What lies ahead, is not for the feint of heart.â€,
“Not all of our patrons manage to even finish this last part of the clairvoyance ritual or fortune telling. Hence why Mina could only see their immediate future. But seeing Mina trusts you, you too must also trust her. She has and would never harm anyone, but you are a special case. So please, I only ask that you entrust her your heart for this next part.â€
Tala and Charlie both gave their warnings and concern. It would seem that Mina was their seer, and would oversee the actual fortune-reading. And since Walter was the first person that Mina seemed to be comfortable with, both were hoping that Walter would somehow be her friend even after this ritual.
He did not know what would happen or what Mina would do to him on this part, but there was no turning back now. From the looks of it, Mina did not have any friends except Tala and Charlie, if she needed a friend, then he would gladly be that friend. Steeling himself, he finally entered the divider where Mina was.
“Hello?â€
Walter was immediately welcomed by an impenetrable and suffocating darkness. This area was just a small part of the room but it felt like Walter just entered a whole another area. It does not feel cramped nor hot but rather spacious with a cold breeze tickling his body.
“Ah! Mina.â€
From the middle of the area, he spotted her sitting on the small cushion. She kept silent and gestured him to sit in front of her. He silently complied and sat down, looking straight at her shroud-hidden face.
“... Trust… Mina… trust… Walter?â€,
“Yes, I trust you, Mina.â€
Walter responded with quiet affirmation, he was ready now more than ever.
“Then…â€
Slowly, Mina reached for her hood that covered her face and slowly pulled it down to reveal her face. It was then that Walter realized that it was not shroud that covered her face, it was her hair. Her hair began to grew so long that it basically sprawled all over the floor.
Her fringes parted finally revealing her face. Her complexion, was just as pale but her eyes was not that of a human’s. Her eyes were like doodles of empty eye sockets that swirl around and blink; she also lacked a nose. Her face itself looked like an animated pale flesh mask.
“SSSSKKKKRRREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHH…!!!!!!â€
With an explosive screech, Mina revealed all of her terrifying glory to Walter. Her mouth full of incisors and stretch so big that it was big enough to swallow a person whole. As she screeched, a mass of dark energy bellowed around them like a maelstrom of malevolence.
Walter resisted the urge to flinch as he kept his eyes on her, he refuse to even blink. Now he knew why Tala and Charlie was concerned, he now knew why the Occultist Coven was denied of an official approval, he knew why they had no success of recruiting members. It was because of Mina… Mina was an Anomalus, a Type-2 Anomalus.
“Kkh…â€
The energy was so strong that his body was new being pushed back. His face clenched as he tried to concentrate on her. He must overcome this trial, he gave his word to her.
<---But seeing Mina trusts you, you too must also trust her. She has and would never harm anyone, but you are a special case. So please, I only ask that you entrust her your heart for this next part-->
It was then he remembered what Charlie had told him. Despite being a Type-2 Anomalus, Mina has never nor do not have any intentions of harming other people. Walter raised his head and opened his heart for her.
“Huh...!â€
It was then, he saw passed her monstrous outlook. Beyond her hideous form, tears, and with his heart open, he felt it… The thing that was behind those tears, isolation and sadness.
It was all clear to him. Once Walter has saw pass the dark barrier, the maelstrom of dark energy did not affect him anymore. One thing left to do was reach out to Mina, he raised his arm and gently touched her cheek.
“...!â€
In the midst of her infernal screeching, Mina suddenly stopped as she felt a warm sensation on her right cheek. It was Walter’s hand caressing her cheek. The feeling soothed her emotions, finally returning her face and hair back to normal.
“I can see now why you’re sad… You’re alone and wanted to make friends. But you can’t, because you’re something that they would condemn. I get it now, Mina.â€,
“...Uuu…â€
From her seemingly empty eye sockets, warm tears rolled down her pale cheeks. Walter caressed her soft cheeks, and then pulling her into an embrace. A gesture she yearned for as long as she can remember.
“I’ll be happy to be your friend.â€,
“Uuu… Walter… Mina… Happy…â€
Her body still felt icy cold, but the tears that was soaking Walter’s chest felt warm. Even though she was an Anomalus, she was more human on the inside. A misunderstood being, kinda like Thea because of her Yellow Zone origins.
“You’re no monster, Mina. You’re just a girl, yearning for love.â€
After she calmed down, Walter wiped her tears with his fingers gently. Mina finally smiled, something she has not done in a very long while. She could only blush in response to Walter’s consolation, she was right to put her trust in him.
“Walter… Read… Future…â€,
“Huh? Well you don’t have to, I did not come here for that in the first place.â€,
“
Mina… Repay… Kindness… Walter…â€
“Well, alright. Just don’t push yourself too hard, okay?â€
Walter responded and Mina just responded back with a slight happy nod. She might be an Anomalus, an abomination in the eyes of people, but there was never a trace of malice within her. Walter trusted her that much.
He relaxing his body once more, he focused and emptied his mind; because this way, she would have better access inside his psyche. Walter does not even know what was inside his mind, he was curious and nervous at the same time to find out. He closed his eyes as Mina placed her finger on his forehead, her psychic connection now established.
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Walter’s Psyche, ???
From Mina’s vision, she had successfully linked her astral presence within Walter’s mind. With her Malus Trait, the antithesis of the Nexus Trait, she was able to transfer her own consciousness inside his mind. In order to foretell the person’s future, Mina reads them from deep within the far reaches of the human mind.
From there, she could allocate future decision patterns and map them into a concrete probability of the person’s future. It should be also noted that Walter was the first one to have his psyche accessed by Mina. As most of their visitors in their club do not even make it to the last part of the ritual.
Mina concentrated and channeled her Malus energy unto her astral form. All of her five senses, sight, smell, touch, taste and hearing all materialized in her form. She may be fragile and clumsy in her physical form, but she was powerful in her astral presence; not exactly a formidable force to be reckoned with but just enough to traverse through the mind-scape without harming Walter’s mind.
As she finished materializing her astral form, Mina walked to the valley of memories. Every memory Walter has ever had, from the day he was conceived to the present. From these memories, she must find the one’s that will lead her to the hidden path of Walter’s mind.
Mina carefully observed each memory cell of Walter’s, and strangely enough, she took enjoyment in watching some of them. Some happy and the rest were sad, she saw every bit of struggle Walter had gone through his life. She may not feel his emotions inside his psyche, but she can tell that Walter has been through hell despite his normal life.
“...!â€
After what seemed to be hours of searching, Mina finally found her intended memory cell. And within that cell, was the incident where Walter first got his Mantra-Arm. Picking up the cell carefully, she let the orb float into her grasp then held it in front of her; the cell was a sphere no larger than a volleyball, reflecting the memory of that incident, playing in a constant loop.
The memory cell floated away from her then with a flash of light, it formed a door towards a path to a bright path. This signified the overall future for Walter, albeit one of the probabilities, a bright future. Now comes the hard part, Mina must go in and peek for her to give a concrete code of probability.
She readied herself, taking deep breaths until finally stepping inside the bright pathway. Her vision was obstructed by a blinding flash of light as she entered, so bright that even her astral form could not take it. But as soon as she stepped in…
“Ah…!â€
She heard a loud click behind her, like a lock mechanism closing. As she went to turn around, the blinding light, the bright path that was projected from the other side, was nothing but an illusion. Mina was instead greeted by a void of living darkness and machine circuitry.
The circuit-like ley-lines constantly overlapping the crawling darkness throughout the area. There was no way out, Mina could only go forward and see what this place has in store for her. She walked unto the endless mechanical void, she felt as if the place was alive and was welcoming her in; this was it, the vision, but unlike any other.
“Ah… Ah…!â€
After what seemed to be a long walk, Mina finally reached the pinnacle of the mechanical void, her intended destination. What she saw terrified her to the core, she fell on her hind as crawl back as she saw what lied before her. The darkness began suffocating her in the presence of this “Thingâ€.
From around her, were disfigured bodies of 12 heroes, burned, stabbed and other gruesome infliction riddled their bodies. And standing in the middle was a shrouded man in a long burning red cape. Before the man with the red cape was Walter himself, crucified on a makeshift cross made out of a slab of concrete.
“H-Help… me… I’m… sorry---guh!â€
The crucified Walter tried to speak but out of nowhere, he was impaled by numerous flying spears of light. As Mina turned around, she saw another man engulfed in light. He floated down and walked pass her, he was shining so bright that he looked like a humanoid star. This glowing man slowly approached the pinnacle with his flowing golden cape behind him.
The dark man in the burning red cape reduced into a puddle of tar before the glowing man. Then eventually so did the bodies of the 12 heroes and Walter himself. Their carcasses melded with the darkness.
Then from the accumulated darkness, it was then it revealed itself before the glowing man and Mina. A colossal statue of a chained ten-headed serpent--no not a statue, but an actual entity in its dormant state. The sleeping ten-headed serpent towered over them as if they were too insignificant to even be noticed.
“N-No…!!!â€
Mina tried to scream for the Glowing Man as he slowly approached the colossal lock with the intent of touching it. The Glowing Man could not hear her cry, as just obliviously approached the lock with a growing grin across his face. Mina could not let this happen, she tried to stop him but…
It was too late…
The lock disintegrated with the Glowing Man’s touch along with the Ten-Headed Serpent’s chains that kept it bound with this void. As the chains disintegrated, the entity began to move, its every twitch every ebb of life channeled within it quaked the entire void itself. One by one, it opened its eyes setting them upon the Glowing Man himself.
With a void-shattering roar the serpent blew shattered the entire void sending Mina flying through.
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Campus B, Occultist Coven Club Room
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH…..!!!!!â€
Mina let out another screech, but this time, her loud screech accidentally set off a shockwave of Malus energy throughout the campus. Charlie and Tala from the other side of the divider went flying, their displays and trinkets shattered and destroyed. The room was utterly wrecked by the sheer power projected by her.
“Hey Mina! Mina! Are you alright!? Mina--Mina!?â€,
“Aaaah!â€,
“Hey… hey… it’s okay! It’s okay it’s me, Walter. Are you okay?â€
“Walter….â€
Walter was startled by the sudden event, but he managed to hold his self together to calm her down. He carefully approached her, cautious not to agitate her. It seems Mina has finally come to, whatever she saw in his psyche must have terrified her. But for now, he was more concerned about her.
“Mina… It’s okay. It’s me. Walter.â€,
“Huuu…â€,
“Oof…! Hey hey… it’s fine. I’m here.â€
Mina just threw her fragile frame in his arms and started crying. Her grip clutching his shirt and her entire body shaking that Walter had to support her from falling. She was genuinely terrified, seeing this reaction somehow struck deep in Walter.
“...!!!â€
They were about to relax when Walter’s senses suddenly spiked. Still clutching Mina, he dove to the right, just in time to evade an incoming attack from behind. As he glanced over the destruction, he saw the damage the attack had inflicted, a huge searing cut that came from a blade. With this kind of attack, it can only came from…
“Kurszt!â€
Walter called out as he saw his figure came out of the cloud of dust. He was already armed with his Nex Arm and both his hands clad in Nex Frame Armor. His eyes gleamed savage intent as he laid eyes upon Mina.
“What in the actual hell are you doing!?â€,
“Walter? Get away from her. There’s no mistaking it, that was Malus energy earlier. She’s an Anomalus.â€
It was from earlier that Mina was so shocked by her vision that she accidentally unleashed her energy, causing a magnetic eruption of Malus Energy in a wide radius. This is what Walter feared, Kurszt was extremely hostile around Anomalus or Supervillain alike. But Mina here, despite being an Anomalus, she has never hurt nor have any incidents with anyone ever.
“Okay… Okay… look Kurszt. Put the weapon down, and let’s reason with this. Look…â€
Walter gestured Charlie and Tala nearby, and quickly handed him Mina’s papers. It was all there, the Student ID, registration proof and the necessary credentials. They kept Mina’s papers just in case that this situation happens.
“Here’s her credentials, and they are no recorded inci--â€
As he was in the middle of reasoning, Kurszt swatted his hand holding Mina’s papers with his sword and then pointing it directly at Walter.
“You are aware that YSU Credentials can easily be forged, Walter? That’s how corrupt our School Administration is without the Student Council. And THIS is one of the things we should be wary of if we are to be the Council. Now… Step aside Walter I’ll get this done quick and efficient. An anomalus has long since abandoned their humanity the moment they become one, you do best to remember that.â€,
“...â€
Kurszt has asserted his conviction upon Walter with eyes of indomitable authority. The latter glanced over from behind to see Mina being tended to by Tala and Charlie. She was scared, quivering and alone, the two has treated her with love and in-discrimination like two older siblings. Walter does not see a monster, he sees a scared little child yearning for a place to call home.
“No… I won’t.â€,
“Walter I will remind you that she---â€,
“I am fully aware of what she is. She’s just as human as any of us. Her curse was not her choice, and due to the discrimination she has faced everyday, she was alone and without a friend.â€
Walter met the gleam of Kurszt’s eyes with his own. He had no plans of backing down nor will he stand against this apparent bigotry. At last, the two finally found themselves on the opposing sides of the board.
“Very well then---HMMPH!â€,
“Guaargh!â€
All of a sudden, with a powerful back fist, Walter was sent flying through the walls then into the hall. Kurszt was sure to put a lot in that blow, just enough to incapacitate even an armored enemy. He then immediately set his sights upon Mina, tucking on Tala’s arms as he approaches.
“Please sir, just let this one slide. She’s not a menace! We’ll take care of her--â€
Both Tala and Charlie pleaded before the iron clad Kurszt, but sadly their pleas fall on deaf ears. He was bent on annihilating anomalus no matter what. The time of reasoning was long passed, the aberration must be dealt with.
“...!â€
“GRRRAAAAAHHH..!!!â€,
“Ooooff---â€
As he took another step closer, Walter suddenly came charging through which startled him. Walter tackled him so hard that the entire wall behind them collapsed. And now, they were free-falling from the third floor of the building to the ground.
Whilst in mid-air, Kurszt wrestled Walter to get him off. With his armored arm, he repeatedly bashed his elbow unto his shoulder plate to loosen his grip on him; or else he would take the full force of the fall. As Walter’s grip loosened in a split-second, Kurszt took the opportunity and grappled him while still in mid-air; holding both his arms while stepping on his spine.
“Aarrgh!â€
The result was Kurszt used Walter’s body to cushion his fall, inflicting considerable damage on the latter while he safely rolled across the field. The onlookers below scrambled in a panic as the commotion went down. They could easily tell, staying to spectate would be a less desirable choice for them.
“Kuh…â€,
“I was holding back last time, Walter. I won’t make that same mistake ever again. This time, I’m going to go all out on you. This is your last chance, since we’re on the same side---stand down!â€
Kurszt took a minute to be at ease while his sword pointed in the ground, and a warning. From the pile of debris, Walter got up and staggered a bit on his feet. This was the second time, first being Hernan of the Delinquent Club, that someone has inflicted serious damage on Walter.
“I know… It is your duty as a superhero to be rid of suervillains. But Mina… Mina isn’t one. She’s innocent---she’s my friend.â€,
“...so was I.â€
Kurszt picked up the sword again and began approaching Walter. Channeling mass amounts of Nexus Energy, metallic pieces began forming all over his body; and then finally donning his true form, the superhero, Ironclad.
Walter panted as he saw Kurszt approaching him, he knew it was only a matter of time before they clash again. He would have preferred to settle this over reason, but he will not stand for someone being discriminated just for being so different. His right arm and both legs began forming plates of intricate mechanical armor, arming him up with the Mantra; the right side of his face covered with a red half-visor. He then primed his Nexus energy and surrounded his entire body with his vector armor.
He did not want this, he despised allies fighting against each other. But Walter despised discrimination more, so he had no choice but to fight. Some battles can be won with words and principle, but if you are not prepared to defend your beliefs with force, then there is no point to it all.
The two matched paces, it was almost as if the ground itself was quaking with each step closer. Both their presences burned like two fireballs about to collide. With one last step, the ground that they walked on shattered as the two clashed in an epic face-off.
<â€Strong. Just as expected, he has grown stronger the last time we fought. But this time, I won’t be reserved.â€>
Putting all of his strength unto his sword arm, Kurszt overpowered him, pushing him away with his swing. Walter wasted no time, the two clashed again back and forth, like two bulls clashing their horns. Each collision of their face-off exploded into multiple shock waves, both aggressive with their fighting style hell bent on putting their opponent down.
<â€Tch… His vector armor is more troublesome than I thought. Then---â€>
Kurszt slid back after their clash and quickly recovered his stance. He discarded his sword, de-materializing it at will. Walter took the opening and charged towards his direction; with such short burst of speed, he managed to close the gap as swift as lightning.
“--try this!â€,
“Guaaargh!â€
As Walter was about to perform an attack, all of a sudden, he was struck with a numbing pain at his diaphragm area. He was struck by the pommel of his blade, completely by-passing his vector armor. Kurszt then proceeded to pour in his strength to that attack and sent him tumbling through the dirt ten meters away.
<â€As predicted, his vector armor required ascertaining the enemy’s attack before it can make a successful block or repel. Seems that speed is key…â€>
From his grasp, Kurszt materialized his weapon, a black ornamented claymore sword. The length and size was about his height and looked cumbersome than his previous sword. While Walter recovers, he took a different stance, preparing to launch a projectile attack. His sword illuminated with a dark purple glow as he began channeling his energy upon it like a conduit.
“Hmm!â€
With a wide upward swing, he launched a large cutting projectile that seared through everything in its wake. Walter reacted quickly and rolled into a corkscrew flip before landing in a prowl stance. The projectile instantly dissipated the moment it missed him.
That was mastery of control on Kurszt’s part, he can control the intensity of his attacks and abilities. All of his abilities were directed only to the enemy, effectively avoiding collateral damage. Proof of the difference in experience between the two.
“Kuh…â€
Though he managed to dodge it, the heat that radiated from that projectile was so hot that it almost felt like an iron furnace. In fact it left a bad burn mark on Walter’s left arm. If that projectile even manage to hit him, Kurszt would have inflicted considerable damage; and judging from the seared marks on the ground, he would have leveled the entire area if he wanted to.
“Hmm…! Haah!â€
Kurszt again launched another cutting projectile and it was bigger than the last. Walter quickly analyzed the projectile’s path. He powered up his armored legs and began gathering momentum.
“...!â€,
“Too slow!â€
It was then that the moment of his jump, Kurszt appeared behind him with his stance ready. He was so focused on evasion that he did not even consider Kurszt exploiting an opening. There was no time to dodge when he already poured his momentum on that jump.
“Hmmph!â€,
“Gah…!â€
Using his sword as a vaulting pole, Kurszt delivered a flying drop kick directly at his back. It was instantaneous, he could not raise his vector armor in time to cover for that blind spot. Thanks to his attack, Walter was sent flying towards the still incoming projectile; he needed to react fast or else, he quickly raised his vector armor in attempt to at least take the full brunt of the projectile.
“GUAAARRGH….!!!â€
The projectile just completely negated the vector armor even though Walter concentrated on repelling it. As a result, he took the full damage of the attack as the projectile exploded on contact. Walter dropped down to the dirt with his body covered in second-degree burns; if it were not for his superhuman durability, he would have been burned alive.
“Guh… uugh…â€
His body sustained a crippling damage, his vector armor shattered and was now in the process of regeneration. Walter struggled to stand up as his entire body was assaulted with unbearable pain. Enduring it, he managed to somehow stand up but his stance was crooked and his regeneration was taking too long.
“I may have overestimated you, Walter.â€
Kurszt stood before him with his sword resting on his right shoulder with his helm opened just so he could talk to Walter one more time.
“As much as I would be willing to continue this fight, I also hate senseless beatings. So one more time, Walter, stand down. Let me take care of the anomalus. We can forget this ever happened and we can sooner move on.â€,
“Ugh… So… you’re saying… The sooner you kill her. The sooner… you can call it day? Don’t give me that bullshit!â€
Though his body terribly bruised and burned, Walter manage to somehow get back up on his feet. He gritted his teeth after hearing Kurszt’s statement. Kill her then call it a day, he sounded like he was nonchalant about it, something he would never hear from a superhero like him.
“Didn’t you forget? Ugh… Without restraint, we become villains. So you’re saying you’d prefer to be done with it without even considering the possibility that she is innocent!? You call yourself a hero after saying THAT!?â€
Walter snapped, he stomped his right foot forward causing the ground to shake in a wide radius. His eyes now burning anger, his right arm and legs coursing with energy like a machine injecting fuel unto its engine. He was at a disbelief that Kurszt would be one of those superheroes, ones who would disregard the innocence of the convicted and prefer summary execution instead of a fair trial.
“...!â€
With a sudden burst of speed, Walter bee-lined his way towards Kurszt. And the two clashed again, his fist and his blade collided with an explosive shock wave. Then with a shove, the two went on a deadly exchange of attack strings.
<â€His attacks have more pressure into it and his speed is rising up one notch at time. But it won’t be enough!â€>
Even with a cumbersome weapon in his hand, Kurszt’s two-handed sword fighting style was still flexible to to his advantage. By holding the grip and the lower part of the blade itself, he can move and swing just as fast during close quarters. A result of his swordsmanship tutelage even before emerging as a Novus.
“Hmmph!â€,
“Tch!â€
With one parry, Kurszt made use of his maneuverability to shift his footing and connecting a 180 two-handed swing. While Walter managed to block it, the pressure of the attack sent him sliding back with his left foot planted to the ground to maintain his balance. Kurszt managed again to put him on a distance.
“Haah! Hah!â€
Dragging his blade through the ground, Kurszt unleashed two cutting projectiles at his opponent. Walter managed to evade them but each time he attempt to close the distance, he was always met with a follow up projectile. He must think fast, he was still under the process of regenerating his wounds; if this keeps up, he would tire himself out, exposing him completely to his opponent.
“Grrr…Raaagh!â€
As the next projectile was launched, Walter did not evade it. Instead, he channeled his Nexus energy unto his Mantra-Arm and formed his vector armor on it, forming a vector gauntlet. He then punched through the projectile causing it to dissipate in an instant.
“Kuh…â€
<â€Tch! I forgot about that arm of his. That mysterious black arm. He used it and amplified his vector armor formed around it to vaporize the projectile. No matter…â€>
“How about---THIS!â€
Doubling his energy output on his weapon, Kurszt launched a black pillar of flame towards him. He readied his arm again and punched the pillar directly. The impact of his attack detonated the pillar of black flame.
“Gah…ugh…â€
The attack was just too potent, even with his Mantra-Arm, Walter felt the searing heat from his circuitry nerves. His vector gauntlet almost sustained damage from the attack. Not long, Kurszt immediately followed it up by launching two more pillars of black flame with his weapon.
Walter tried to dodge it but the pillars were basically locked into him, following his movements until caught up with him. Walter tried punching them with his vector gauntlet but the burning sensation on his Mantra-Arm became increasingly worse and just as painful as his normal left arm. The vector coating on Mantra-Arm fading fast that he does not have the moment to reconstitute it.
“Gah--â€,
“Hmph!â€
As Walter was about to dodge another black flame pillar coming at him, Kurszt’s armored silhouette came bursting forth from the black inferno. The pillar was a mere decoy, he was just inches away from unleashing his attack. He quickly powered the Mantra mechanism on his legs and leaped away from from his opponent’s overhead swing.
“Got you. Crash!â€
As soon as Walter made his dodge, it was revealed that his attack was a mere feint. Dragging his blade through the ground, he made a full corkscrew to launch another pillar from his sword. The ground erupted in a black velvet inferno, searing its way towards Walter.
“Shit!â€
There was no margin big enough for him to dodge it, he was going to get a direct hit. Walter quickly re-assembled his vector gauntlet around his Mantra-Arm. His arm hummed with tremendous amount of power.
“Graagh!â€
With a powerful punch, he smashed the ground so hard that it erected a dirt slab.
“Guaaarrgh!!!â€
However, the earthen shield was not enough to minimize the projectile’s impact. The pillar exploded and the molten debris from the destroyed dirt slab pummeled his body. Fortunately, he managed to keep his footing and yet he still sustained damage.
<â€Seems that his right arm is his weapon. His left one seems of no use… I need to keep an eye on his black arm.â€>
Kurszt took stance once again, dragging his two-handed sword to the ground. As he made one step, he spun his body with his blade, gaining enough centrifugal force in just seconds. Then with the gathered momentum, he took a step forward ready to unleash his attack.
BLEED SABER!
With a powerful swing, he unleashed a powerful wave of energy in a wide span area. With this attack, he could even match the winds of a raging hurricane, trampling everything in its path. There was no way to dodge this, but…
“Hey… Where the hell are you looking?â€,
“...!â€
Walter’s sudden expression startled him. Both of Walter’s arms now armed with vector gauntlets, brimming with Nexus Energy. Walter raised his left arm and channeled his Nexus on a singular point, like aiming a firearm to a target.
Redirection Counter: Vector Shoot!
“Argh!â€
From his left arm, Walter fired a projectile of condensed vacuum that easily pierced through his opponent’s attack and directly hitting Kurszt from the other side. It hit Kurszt with the ramming force of a speeding 18 wheeler truck. It was powerful enough to send him tumbling back.
“Agh…!â€
<â€How did he---don’t tell me… He used his sustained damage to redirect what I have inflicted on him! No… He did not do it on purpose. A counter-attack of his Redirection-Type Nexus Trait. I see…â€>
After seemingly gaining the upper hand majority of the match, Kurszt finally sustained damage. Although, Walter looked like he could not keep this up for too long. Walter’s body has already taken too much damage, his Nexus Energy running low and the Mantra-Arm assimilation was taking too long.
“What wrong, Kurszt!? Don’t tell me you’re going down after that!?â€,
“Heh… I have to admit, that took me by surprise. But don’t get cocky, I have not even begin to play.â€
Kurszt twirled his two-handed sword and shifted his grip as he prepared to close in for a close quarter combat. Walter did the same, clashing his fists together and began charging through. With their bursts of speed, it was impossible to keep up with them.
<â€First a feint--â€>
He swung his blade overhead for a feint, it was to ascertain Walter’s movements so that he could predict his next move. As the blade closed the margin for striking, Walter quickly shifted his footing and slid backwards to dodge. But this was all according in Kurszt’s prediction…
<â€--then swing!â€>
At a certain angle, Kurszt changed the trajectory of his attack. From an overhead strike to a side swing, there was no dodging it from this margin. He was in complete focus, his entire stance allowed no openings.
“Hmm!â€,
“...! Shit!â€
Before the blade could even hit him, Walter prowled down missing Kurszt’s attack entirely. And since Kurszt put too much effort on that attack, it provided Walter an opening. Walter held his footing and closed in.
Giant Drive: Longhorn Magnum!
With his Mantra-Arm primed and loaded, he successfully connects a punch aiming at his opponent’s mid-section, where his Nex Frame Armor the thinnest. His punch exploded in impact, the entire surroundings buzzed with red electrical surges. Walter pressed his fist through his armor and sent Kurszt flying back.
“Uwaggghh…! Tch….!â€
He quickly recovered but the impact of Walter’s punch made it hard for him to straighten his stance, that he had to brake his momentum with his blade. Walter made the punch count, he made sure to inflict as much damage as possible into that one blow. Kurszt was silent as he catch his breath, who would have thought Walter would manage to land a decisive blow on such tiny margin.
“GGRRRAAAAHHH….!!!â€
Walter was not done; from the dust cloud emerged his frame about to land another hit.
Lord Camelot…
“Kuh--aaarrgh!â€
In an instant, Kurszt materialized a great ornamented shield equipped on his left gauntlet. The shield completely neutralized Walter’s attack. And since he was stationary, Walter’s vector gauntlets had no effect causing him being harmed by his own attack.
“I’m sorry, Walter but this has gone long enough. I acknowledge your prowess but--- this is as far as you go. I must fulfill my duty to rid this world of Anomalus.â€
Ironclad’s armor illuminated in bright purple, its light perfectly outline his bulky frame. There was a hint of bitterness in his words; although he looked forward of facing Walter, he have overestimated him in the process. If he wanted it, he could have put down Walter the moment he tackled him through the wall; but he wanted to see just how far he could push him.
“Ugh… Ugh… No, I won’t let you… She’s afraid, she’s alone, she wanted to be with everyone. And most of all---â€
Walter looked up and his expression was the exact opposite of what Kurzst was expecting. It was not anger, hate nor disdain. It was a smile…
“---she accepted me as a person, not as a Novus nor Hero.â€,
“...!â€
He was taken aback by the unexpected expression of Walter’s however. It was then, it was clear to Kurszt what Walter was fighting for, something he once had years ago. He can respect his cause, but his still stands and this final blow should be the deciding factor.
Both adversaries prepped their attack as a suffocating air of tension enveloped around them. Walter’s Mantra-Arm was already in the process of assimilation, his wounds mostly healed but it will not be enough to take him down. For the first time, he felt like he had reached his limit; seeing the difference between Kurszt and him, he knew---he still has a long way to go.
“GRRRAAAAAAA---!!!â€
Channeling everything in his Mantra-Arm, Walter charged in for his final strike. His fist trailed with a surge of energy as if he was about to hurl a literal lightning bolt at point-blank. His right arm and both legs glowing with a red light like klaxons.
“I’m sorry… Walter.â€
Lord Camelot: Excaliburn
With a powerful burst of light, the shield on his left arm formed a huge gauntlet made out of solid light and armor. As the two closed their distance, and their attacks collided. A powerful explosion ensued with a loud buzzing electrical surge like a colossal tesla coil.
There was naught but silence to be heard after that, the battle was decided. As the cloud of dust cleared, the only one left standing was Kurszt. Walter was swept away clean through the building wall.
“It feels… empty. Did I truly won? Was that really it?â€
Kurszt looked both his armored hands and was baffled by this empty feeling. He thought he would feel more triumphant but it felt like his victory was for naught. He opened his helm and took a good look around, nothing but destruction, no crowds to cheer and no damsel to be adored.
“----what!?â€
As he was about to revert back to normal, he saw a silhouette from the cloud of dust in the distance, the direction where Walter was sent flying. It was no mistaking it, it was Walter himself. Standing firm with his legs apart and his arms crossed as if giving an unamused expression.
His Mantra were still glowing red and from the looks of it, just began assimilating. The Mantra now crawled unto his spine, reinforcing his back with the same mechanical armor as his right arm and legs. And what was strange was the white streak on his fringe was no longer white, but it emitted the same color as his assimilated limbs; which would mean that the Mantra has finally assimilated his brain.
“He’s… unconscious? But…â€
Kurszt was about to raise his guard up when he noticed that Walter himself was unconscious, and yet he was standing with a cross-armed pose like that. It was visible that he was unconscious but his presence permeated of a different presence, as if he was glaring at him even though Walter’s eyes were closed and his expression peaceful. It was almost the same feeling as Kurome’s presence whenever her back is turned, a feeling of her aware of everything around her.
“Ahhh…. Wait…! Stop…!â€
Just when Kurszt was about to investigate, Mina came stumbling in the scene. She quickly rushed unto Walter’s side, blocking Kurszt’s path. Her shoulders and even her lips were shaking, she was scared and yet she stood in Kurszt’s path alone.
“Don’t… Hurt… Friend… Walter… Mina… Friends… Uuuu… Stop…â€,
No! I won’t let you hurt Kurszt anymore! Back off villain! I’ll protect him even if means with my life!
“...!â€
He was about to raise his blade when an image of the past flashed before his eyes. A similar situation that he was years ago. The Anomalus girl had genuine tears rolling down her void-like eyes, her lips shaking and she was sobbing in fear.
<â€Inez…â€>
A girl’s name from his past appeared inside his mind.
---She accepted me as a person, not as a Novus nor Hero.
“...â€
With that, Kurszt finally dismissed his Nex Frame Armor and reverted back into his normal form. He did not utter anymore words, he was exhausted. He simply turned around and began walking away, leaving the still unconscious Walter with Mina.
Kurszt won, but it was a bitter and empty victory. He was fighting for his cause to rid the world of the Anomala and Villains alike, and yet… he gained nothing from it. He boarded the University Tram back to the main campus and head back home.
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“Mmmmh…â€
It was dark, Walter could not see nor distinguish a thing. As he searched through the darkness, he felt a soft caress on his cheek followed by what seemed to be a rather comfortable feeling wrapping his head. He was about to panic but this sensation somehow calmed him down, akin to the time where his mother would tuck him to sleep.
“Mmh…â€
And then there was light, he slowly opened his eyes to find himself lying down on the ground.
“Oh… right.â€
It was then he remembered what happened, he was soundly defeated by Kurszt. This was his first taste of defeat, at the hands of his friend no less. He would have congratulated him but…
“...!â€
His eyes shot wide open, he was jolted wide awake as he remembered another thing. Kurszt had the intent of eliminating Mina. He was about to get up, when he felt a hand softly caressed his cheek again.
“Walter… awake…â€
From just above him, Mina’s smile radiated upon him like a ray of dawn. She may have black eyes of void, but her smile was warm. While Walter was unconscious, Mina let him rest on her lap and just watched him sleep.
“Mina, you… you’re okay. But where is he?â€
Walter sat up and searched for his companion, but all he saw was a ton of rubble and debris. The aftermath of their battle; although both opponents did their best to avoid collateral damage, their fight just leveled half of Campus B to the ground. Walter just rubbed his head, shaking off his dizziness.
“So… Sleeping beauty’s awake!â€,
“Huh?â€
Walter suddenly heard a girl’s voice of a rowdy manner from behind. Initially, the one he knew with that kind of attitude was Virgilia, as being the head of the Delinquent Club. But as he turned around, he saw two girls approaching them from a distance.
“Umm… And you girls are…?â€,
“Ah! Right, I’m Anka and this is Shin.â€,
“...â€
Two young women arrived at the scene both wearing a familiar club’s uniform. Walter need not ask, as both of them were undoubtedly from the Delinquent Club. With their ragged look and fierce expressions, it was easy to tell.
Anka Ghing, second year student of Indian descent; originally from DC Metro State now transferred here in Yorktown. And Shin Nguyen, also second year from Grand Vegas Metro Zone. Both of them were students here in Campus B, as the Deliquent Club does not limit itself to the Main Campus but also other campuses as well.
“So did Vee sent you here?â€,
“’Vee’? Who’s ‘Vee’?â€
Anka tilted her head in confusion as she heard the name. But as soon as she did, the other girl, Shin, leaned on her ear and whispered something to her. As she did, Anka nodded in realization.
“Oh you mean, boss? Wait--if you’re calling her by that name--uhuh… uhuh… ooooh! The Black-Armed Ace! Boss’ sweetheart!â€,
“R-Really? Sweetheart?â€
Walter was overcame with surprise to hear that specific term. He cannot help but assume that Virgilia has feelings for him, though it might be too much. Anka had that wide grin on her face finally meeting the person behind their boss’ strange behavior.
“Yeah! You should have seen her always watching her Holo for your pictures and captured videos of your fights. Oooh~hohoho! She’s always had that dreamy look on her face. Hahaha!â€,
“...â€
Anka loudly teased Walter as she slapped his back repeatedly, while Shin just stood behind them projecting a rather bemused expression.
“Ah… ahahaha… that so?â€
Walter just let out a rather awkward laugh. Although what Anka said was too ambiguous to conclude his earlier assumption on Virgilia having feelings for him. For all he knew, she loved good fights and strong opponents; she must have been eyeing on him for a rematch some time in the future.
“Anyway, what’re you guys doing here?â€,
“Well we were on the way back to the Campus Dormitory when we saw the uproar here. We tried to get to the bottom of it but the proximity of your fight with that armored guy was too dangerous. We closed in after your battle and just found you here along with that Anomalus.â€,
“...! Wait, y-you knew about her?â€
Out of reflex, Walter stepped in front of Mina to protect her.
“Hahaha! Relax, prince charming. You may not know this, but I’m from the Carolinas. So I understand, and her secret is safe. And truth be told, we did visited Mina’s club once to get our fortunes told.â€,
“O-Oh, sorry. I’m just on edge. Really? Carolinas Yellow Zone?â€,
“Heyyep! Most of us in the club were originally from Yellow Zones.â€
Walter breathed a sign of relief and eased his body for a bit. Apparently, Thea was not the only one who came from the Yellow Zone; though technically Virgilia just came out of the Red Zone since she did moved to Japan before its fall. One of also the contributing factors why the Delinquent Club’s cooperation with the SA Brigade, was because Virgilia saw Thea as their benefactor. If SA Brigade were to be Student Council, then Thea’s presence at the Council’s seat would help other students from the Yellow Zone cope up with their school life.
“... Shin… friend…â€,
“...â€,
“Hey what about me?â€,
“Bleh… Anka… Bleh…â€
Mina ran up to Shin and gave her a big hug, in which she responded with a slight smile and a warm reception. Anka on the other hand, utterly ignored by her although she does not seem to mind Mina’s reception to her. It was good to know that Mina has made friends with other students other than him.
“Oh yeah, by the way. Did you guys happen to see a guy left from here? Spiky hair with an awesome black jacket on?â€
An astute description, regardless it almost slipped his mind. Kurszt was not there when he came to, it was only him, Mina and the two girls. He feared at the moment he was beaten, Kurszt would have went after Mina immediately.
“Eh… nope! Sorry. We got here and just found you laying flat on the ground with Mina here trying to wake you up.â€
<If you are looking for your companion, he had already left moments ago. You were out cold for 2 hours>
“Wait, who said that?â€
Walter suddenly jolted up as an ominous voice rang inside his head.
“Hmm? What? You okay?â€,
“Huh? Ah… Yeah. Why don’t you gals go on ahead? I’ll just see to Mina for a while.â€,
“Well okay, you’ve already woken up in a jiffy. Think it’s high time we head back to the dorm.â€
Anka shrugged and turned her heel into the other direction. Walter did not intended to be rude but he dismissed the two girls to go ahead. Either way, since Walter was up and about, there was no more reason for them to stay put.
“Wait…â€,
“Oh? Shin?â€
As the two were walking away, Shin turned her heel and came running back to Walter.
“Thank you… for protecting my friend, Mina.â€,
“Oh, you’re welcome. It’s nothing really.â€
Walter’s face flushed as he received an unexpected gratitude from the quiet one of the two. Shin gave him a proper bow of respect. Though she may be a delinquent, Shin was surprisingly dignified.
“Come visit us at our club when you have the time!â€,
“I will!â€
Walter waved farewell at the two as they finally disappeared unto the distance, on their way back to the campus dorms.
<...It’s me, Walter.>
“M-Mina…? How--â€
<The moment I entered your psyche to read your future, my power had left a psychic link between you and me. Hence I can direct my thoughts unto you. Worry not, it won’t harm you, it’s only for means of communication.>
Mina stepped forward and faced her savior. She had difficulty speaking with her lips but with her telepathy, she could convey her words much more fluently. Walter was relieved that she was still here and nothing bad happened to her.
“So did he say something before he left?â€
<None. I just saw the emptiness that wracked his heart. It was an empty victory for him, hence he just abandoned his intent and left.>
“Kurszt…â€
Walter just hung his head and sat down a nearby debris. He was exhausted in every aspect, physically, mentally and emotionally. He could only sympathize with him, he must have saw that their fight was just utterly pointless. Nothing gained and nothing lost.
<It was thanks to you and your good heart. I was right to trust you, Walter, you’re the first person to truly saw me not as I am now, but as I have before this curse.>
Mina extended her skinny left arm, since her right limb was amputated somewhat, and held his hand.
<It is as you said… I never wanted this power. I wanted to make friends and find happiness just as Charlie and Tala has taught me. And if possible I also want to help people, thus the Occultist Coven.>
Mina added as she gave a light squeeze on Walter’s injured arm. It was clear now to him why they established the club, it was have Mina an outlet for her powers. By fortune-telling or predicting the immediate future, they would help their fellow students with some advice how to either avoid or invoke their good and bad luck.
“Kuh…â€
Walter squinted as he felt as sting on his left palm. His regeneration process was taking longer than he thought. That last battle really did a number on Walter that it somehow tampered his Nexus Energy flow and his Mantra assimilation had to adapt to it.
<You’re still hurt… I’m sorry you had to go through this suffering. I did not mean to cause such conflict upon you and your companion. Maybe it’s for the best that--->
“Don’t…â€
He cut her off before she could finish her sentence, Walter knew what she was going to say next.
“When I said I’ll be your friend, Mina. I meant it. You’re no monster like Kurszt makes you out to be.â€
Walter then lifted her left hand and placed it on his chest.
“I see nothing but a girl who yearns to be with everyone. That is all.â€,
“Uuu… Walter…â€
She broke out in soft squeaking sobs, with tears once again rolling down her porcelain cheeks from her void eyes. Mina was so moved by his words that she could not even utilize her telepathy to form a proper response. Her fragile heart filled with joy to know that Walter was there to stay for her.
“Oh he’s awake--wait are we interrupting something?â€,
“Ah Charlie! Tala!â€
Just then the rest of the Occultist Coven club members arrive with first aid essentials from the infirmary. It would seem that they intend to nurse Walter back to health, but seeing he was now up in no time, there was no need. Walter would have expected for them to be furious after what had transpired, but their reception remained the same.
“I am so sorry for what happened. I should have known that my companion was overzealous against Anomala. Truth be told, we came here to ask for your support for our run in the Student Council seat…. but…â€,
“.…â€
Charlie and Tala looked at each other as they heard his true intentions as to why they came from the Main Campus. Walter intended to hold a negotiation between them, and explain their platform. But due to the unexpected turn of events, he feared that it would be completely out of the question.
“Sigh… Walter.â€
Charlie sat down the nearby debris as he laid down the first aid kit.
“Honestly, seeing that commotion, if we were an official club, we would have kicked you out. Your companion seemed hell bent on harming Mina and we can’t have that. She’s our friend, ain’t no way we would agree to your terms.â€,
“...so it seems.â€
Walter was downtrodden after hearing that response, Charlie just phrased it in a scolding way. At this rate, persuading them would be fruitless. It was an utter disaster to what had transpired here.
“But, you know… Walter. We’ve never seen someone tread great lengths just to protect our friend. That is something to be admired.â€,
“Tala is right. If we were Novus ourselves we would do everything to protect her. And you did just that. And moreover, I don’t think Mina would like us to choose whom she wants to be friends with.â€,
“Ehehe… I love... Walter.â€
All three of them expressed their admiration for Walter’s bravery and resolve. Yet another unexpected development, but this time, it was a good one. There responses somehow uplifted Walter from the dread which would only mean…
“Th-Then…â€,
“I know we can’t speak for your companion, but are you willing to shoulder this huge responsibility? To change the school and make it a suitable place for Humans, Nova and Anomala alike? Are you willing to stand up against the vanity of superheroes whom were prisoners to their own image?â€
Charlie grabbed both Walter’s shoulders and looked at him straight into his eyes. There was a glint of seriousness in Charlie’s stare as he awaited for Walter’s reply. He was right, not just the SA Brigade but Walter would need to shoulder the entire school’s future, this was the responsibility to bear if they were to be the Student Council.
“Yes, I will. For Mina’s sake and all others---I will protect everyone. We will uphold the image of selflessness so that no one would look down on whom.â€
Walter said it from the bottom of his heart, with fiery eagerness and willingness. That was the answer that Charlie needs to hear. If Mina trusts him with her heart, then so should they; even without Mina’s say on the matter, they could tell that Walter was a genuine person with a good heart, the foundation of a true Superhero.
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Yorktown State University, Main Campus Hall
After the incident yesterday, the wounds and bruises Walter had dealt in his previous battle with Kurszt had not been healed just yet; mainly due to the overlapping of the Nexus Regeneration and the Mantra Assimilation, his injuries were taking time to heal longer than usual. As a result, the Olven household were in an instant uproar with both his parents and Tiffany bombarded him with smothering and utmost concern.
Thankfully, he managed to convince them somehow that he was going to be fine. But that did not let him off the hook, regardless it had been a very stressful evening for Walter. On the next day, he had to go to school with his body riddled with bandages, much to Thea, Ailana and even Xiu’s surprise.
While the girls expressed their concern about him, he just let off an excuse that him and Kurszt encountered some troublemakers yesterday. Although Kurszt was the prime culprit as to why his body was covered with bruises and wounds. Just then he had been meaning to talk to Kurszt, but it would seem that he was actively avoiding him. He knew Kurszt was anti-social but this time it felt distant and cold.
And at last the bell finally rang, signaling the end of the class period. Walter hurriedly packed his things up that he did not even waited for Thea and Ailana, he was rearing to talk to Kurszt as soon as possible. As he saw him made his exit down the hall, he just hastily grabbed his things and went after him in a rush.
“Wait…! Kurszt!â€
Finally catching up with him, Walter called out his name. Kurszt heard it and paused in his tracks, he was not even facing Walter. But as soon as he caught his attention, Walter seemed to choke on his words, not knowing what to say.
“Don’t say it and don’t get the wrong idea.â€
Kurszt said in a firm tone as if to coerce him, but there was one question that came to mind that Walter had to ask.
“Why?â€,
“I don’t know and I don’t care. But let’s be clear on one thing, Olven.â€
As Kurszt turned around to face Walter, he still had that same glint in his eyes yesterday before they fought. The eyes of pure conviction, despite his empty victory yesterday. His stare was sharp enough to make Walter take a step back.
“We may be on the same side, but we are still fight for different causes. While I am all for equality among Humans and Nova, the same can’t be said with Anomalus. Once we claim the Student Council seat, I’ll be running for Vice President and make sure those menace are ousted. I am a superhero and that’s what I do.â€,
“But you can’t just---â€,
“That is final, Olven. That is the path I chose to take and will defend it against all if needed be. We’re done here.â€
Without even giving a chance for Walter to answer, Kurszt went on ahead of him. It really did not matter because Walter did not have an answer for that… yet. He could only clench his fist in frustration with a bit of sadness, because it was then that he felt like he just lost a friend.
“Walter?â€
Just then, Ailana called out from behind. Walter jolted up to greet her, but the look on her face says that she saw the entire exchange. He could only sigh in dejection.
“O-Oh… Ailana… you heard it huh?â€,
“Mmh… What happened between you two? I never seen Sir Schwarz like that.â€,
“It’s… a long story. Not sure I can tell it now.â€,
“I understand. Well come, come! I’ll have your bandages renewed.â€
Ailana responded with a smile, pulling out a small first aid kit in her bag. He would comment that his injuries would heal in the next few hours, but after yesterday, he felt like he needed to sit down and have someone to talk to. She then lead him to the nearby stairs and began removing his bandages and applying fresh ones.
“Where’s Thea? Wasn’t she with you?â€,
“Oh! Ms. Eissen had to run some errands with Ms. Xiu, so she went on ahead. She sends her regards, nonetheless.â€
Normally she would be gloating over this but this was no time for such petty rivalry. Now that Walter had thought about it, it was pretty unusual for a high-class girl like Ailana to be taking up the role of nurse. He felt like his problems were lifted a bit to the thought.
“So… tell me what happened.â€
Ailana said in a comforting manner, like a doting elder sister tending to his little brother.
“
Sigh… Well, about that. We---â€
Walter proceeded to tell his story one event after another. About the first independent club they visited, then about Mina and what her true identity is; Ailana listened carefully and intently as she tended to Walter’s bandages. Walter would have hesitated, but there was something about her that he felt like she can be entrusted with this, that he felt comfortable unwinding with her.
“Oh my… an Anomalus here in the school? That’s a serious case indeed.â€,
“I know. But I can tell she’s innocent and has no intent on harming anyone. Quite the opposite actually, she wanted to have friends. That was all she ever wanted… To think Kurszt just wanted to kill her… it’s sickening. I---â€
Walter could not speak further, he felt like punching the ground or wall at that moment. He really does not understand why the extreme hostility without even hearing Mina out. The fact that an anomalus was much more human than a novus was just too much irony to bear.
“It's okay to feel frustrated...â€
Ailana’s voice rang in his head, pure and comforting whilst she brushed his head with her palm. A voice of empathy, something that Walter really needed. She pulled him close and let his head rest on her shoulder.
“If you truly believe in Mina and others like her, and if you truly are willing to bear that responsibility. Then know that you are not alone in this Walter. I cannot say the same for others, but if your truly are committed, I’m sure the other will provide you support and eventually Kurszt himself will too. Be angry if you must but don’t forget that you are surrounded by your friends. Make your case, and we will be there for you…â€,
“...â€
Walter did not say anymore, he just made a small nod while he rested his head on her shoulder. Deep down, he was thankful from the bottom of his heart to have people like Ailana with him. For a high-class girl born of nobility, she was surprisingly humble.
“Then let us proceed to the club room. Let us not make Ms. Hinokami waiting for us.â€,
“Yeah…â€
Walter nodded in response, now cheered up because of her. As the two got up from the stairs, she helped him stand up though redundant to say the least. She packed up her things and walk side by side with Walter.
“Ailana.â€,
“Hmm?â€,
“Thank you, I really needed that.â€
Walter replied honestly, it was a plain comment but the thought was all the same. He meant it, he would care less if she would not have talked to him if he was still human, but he was thankful to have her around. She was such an amazing girl, but he would not say that directly to her. Ailana just smiled as a response, no words were needed.
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SA Brigade Club Room
As they arrived on the club room, Walter was welcomed with a rather peculiar scene. Something that was unprecedented. So much so that Max and Kurszt was listless in their seats.
“She’s been quiet for a while now.â€
Max whispered to Walter which intrigued him. It was an unprecedented scene indeed, normally she would have been jumping around with her usual antics such as flirting with Walter or whatnot. But this time, she had been staring outside ever since she entered the club room.
“Was she like that during Class Period?â€,
“Xiu said she was silent even when they left the residence. Something’s really wrong if you ask me.â€
Max added as he continued to whisper a conversation to Walter and Ailana.
“Max. Ailanaâ€,
“’Y-Yes?â€â€
The two suddenly jolted up as if being suddenly struck by an electric pulse. Kurome’s voice has none of the cheery and outgoing tone to it, but rather her voice was deep and brimming with a threatening aura. The moment she spoke, the entire room was enveloped with a choking tense atmosphere.
“Could you two leave the room for a minute? I need to speak with Walter and Kurszt.â€,
“S-Sure…â€,
“You two, front and center.â€
Kurome sounded like a drill instructor, her tone was absolute and fearsome. They did as they were told, Ailana and Max went outside the room while Walter and Kurszt both approached her. With them called out, it was no guessing that it was regarding the incident yesterday. Walter just prepared himself for a tongue-lashing.
The two stood there for a good amount of minutes, while Kurome was still looking out the window. The air around the room, cramped as it already is, was brimming with tension. It was quiet as almost as if the only thing they hear was the sound of their hearts beating.
“I understand there were complications yesterday, Walter? The administration has notified me.â€,
“U-Uh… yes there was. But we umm… We secured our first minor club’s support.â€
Walter replied hesitantly, she did not even uttered her usual Japanese honorifics like “-kun†to address him. He was nervous, akin to the time where he was first reprimanded by the principal way back in middle school; his eyes were darting all over the place and he could not help but fidget in place. He felt like he was facing a different person, other than the fun-loving and outgoing Kurome.
“Mhm… Yes we’ll get to that matter later, but that’s not my utmost concern at the moment.â€,
“Uh… yes.â€,
“The administration has submitted eye-witness accounts that you two have duked it out in the middle of Campus B. Kurszt, why is that?â€
Kurome bowed her head and went to call on Kurszt’s attention, she wanted to hear his side about the incident. The two looked at each other, Walter would have preferred to answer this himself but something tells him that it was unwise at the moment. While Walter was tense and nervous, Kurszt kept his composure.
“We have discovered that this independent club has been harboring an Anomalus within the student body. It was my responsi---â€
*SLAP!!!*
Before he could continue his statement, he felt something hit something across his face. A cold and solid slap by Kurome herself. The slap’s sound echoed throughout the room and was even heard outside.
“Ah…!â€,
“...!â€
Kurszt fell to the side as the slap landed on his cheek, despite of it not even having force behind it. The slap itself was painful enough as it was channeled with Kurome’s frustration. The sudden slap left Walter in shock, he did not even saw it coming.
“Responsibility? Under whose authority? You do realize that innocent people could have been caught between your petty quarrel? There were people in that area, Kurszt, people whom we serve. That attitude of yours almost caused us valuable rep! And what happens when somebody got caught in the collateral damage? Anomalus? That’s not the problem here, you even harassed the independent club’s members. Just what the hell is wrong with you!? Huh!?â€
Kurome was brimming with anger and frustration which left the two speechless. Walter has never seen her furious like this, it was painful to watch and yet he had to bear it. Her eyes looked like they were on the verge of crying, he wanted to intervene but he could not find the resolve to do so.
“We’re superheroes it’s our duty---â€,
“We’re also students, Kurszt! Never forget that, I have instructed that whenever you encounter an issue you direct it to me first and then we can devise an appropriate actions. You’re too reckless! And you call yourself a knight? What, your mindset is stuck in the f*cking dark ages too? That it? Huh!? RRRAGH!!!â€
With her pent up anger, she grabbed the nearby table and hurled it to the wall and kicked the chair to the side which sent it piling over the table.
“...Do understand I formed this club to make a difference. Not just for fun and thrill, if someone were to be caught up in your scuffle, who were to be blamed? Us. We will be demolished along with our built up reputation. If we were to be student council, understand the appeal and reputation is important. Anomalus or not, that girl is a certified member of the student body whether YOU like it or not. If you have dealt with that girl in your own terms, then you’re no better than the Nova Reform. If there is one thing that we are not, Kurszt is that we are not extremists. That is all.â€
It would seem that she had calmed down a bit after giving words of reprimand. He could not even look at the two, the fit she had made her braided pony-tail loose with her hair all over the place. Once again, the room was filled with silence until finally Kurszt spoke up.
“...I understand. You were right, I should have consulted first before acting. I apologize for my impulsiveness.â€
Kurszt said in a soft tone while still holding his cheek where the slap landed. He was about to voice his defense but she was right, Anomalus or not, that girl, Mina was still part of the student body. It would not bode well for the SA Brigade if they were heard to have harassed a student, before the masses knew that the harassed student was an Anomalus.
“I sincerely do hope that this is the first AND the last time I would hear such an incident. You are dismissed for today, Kurszt. Take care of the collateral damage report on the Administration. They need it tomorrow, you’ll be in charge of that paperwork.â€,
“I see. Then leave It to me.â€
He responded promptly, he immediately left the room leaving only Walter and Kurome. He would run after him but chose against it, Walter could only offer his sympathies. Another brief period of silence enveloped the room as the sun finally fell into the horizon, he could only prepare himself to what Kurome would have to say to him.
But before anything else, he went over to the flopped table and picked up the thrown chair and laid it in front of her. He figured after that outburst, Kurome was exhausted herself. It was not like he was buttering her up to soften her reprimand to him, he was just genuinely concerned about her.
“You want to sit down for a bit?â€,
“Sigh…â€
Kurome seemed to have accepted the offer, but her mood was still the same. She sat leaning forward whilst supporting her head with her hands. A rather intimidating pose, much more so than her standing facing back; he had the full view of her vehement expression, he could feel himself shrinking even by not looking at her.
"As for you, Walter."
"Y-yes."
Walter straightened himself up and stood in attention, like an army private in front of his drill sergeant. After a brief moment of silence, Kurome finally spoke. Her tone was unchanged and giving Walter the same intimidating stance.
"So this particular member of that independent club is an Anomalus, yes?"
She asked as she cast her gaze at him, he could only nod in response.
"Hmmm... quite a conundrum indeed. And you're certain that she has no black record? She had been docile ever since she enrolled here?",
"Yes. Well I can't exactly prove it. But I had glanced within her---I mean I just felt on a emotional level when she entered my psyche via Telepathic Link. I knew deep down, she was just as human. I don't know what it was like in her shoes but I have been through the same treatment. Before all this.",
"I see... I see..."
Kurome took it all in, and listened to his case. A rather weak one because it was stemmed from a personal level, but she overlooked it. She could tell that he cared about this Anomalus, and she would respect compassion.
"Then let me ask you this, Walter..."
Kurome stood up from her seat and glanced outside once again.
"We all know that the Malus energy, the anti-thesis of the Nexus, is a parasitic source of power that seeks to consume its host. Like the Nexus, if the host is weak, the source will take over and evolve into an entirely different persona. Although the Malus is much more volatile, as it can either drive its wielder insane or worse, mutate them into a gruesome monstrosity. Worst case scenario, this friend of yours will attack everything and everyone in its sight, friend or foe. The question for you is...."
Kurome cast a grim glance at him.
"...as her friend, are you willing to personally put a stop to her and put her down, should that event happen?"
She asked in earnest to her subordinate. Kurome did not ask as a club president, she asked on a personal level as if she had been in the same situation before. The question itself overwhelmed Walter in such a way that he forgot to even consider the possibility.
"Another one... she is an Anomalus, no doubt. Protecting her would mean going up against not just the entire school---but also the entire Metro Zone, the Supernova Committee. You would be going up against the world itself. The last question would be... will protecting a single life be worth it even if it means being against the world?"
As soon as she finished, she went back on her chair and faced him crossed armed. Kurome eagerly awaited his response, and looked like she had no intentions of standing up until he gives his answer. Meanwhile, Walter hung his head as he went into a deep thought.
Outside the room, Max and Ailana watched the conversation from the door slot. They heard the earlier commotion with Kurszt, and saw him make his exit earlier. Max was able to catch up with him, but his concern was just met with a silent and regretful glance. Kurszt did not look like he was in the mood to talk.
Back inside the club room it had been 30 minutes and the two were silent, still unmoved from where they were.
"Sigh..."
Walter let out a sigh, he was ready to answer.
"...Should that time comes, yes. I will be the one to put her down. Mina... trusts me with her life, I will not betray that trust. I'm sure she would not want to hurt her friends, I will make sure, when everything else failed, I will be the one to release her from her suffering..."
He had to clench his fist tightly to say that. Walter abhorred the notion, but he prayed that such situation will not come to pass, even though it was still a possibility. And if it did, he was sure that Mina would have said the same.
"And the last... yes, she is worth everything. And I know she isn't the only one, Kurome. I've said this before and I will say it again, I will shoulder that burden and go against the world, head first if I have to. I would beat my point unto each and every one of them until they get it. It is as Mina said, most of them did not chose their curse. Rather than harm, Mina chose to use her power to help people in need. And that I can respect. That alone is enough reason for me to be by their side when everything else was taken away from them!"
Walter said it as his heart willed it to be. His mind and heart and soul were all in this cause. To protect the weak and to shelter those whom have nothing left, that is what he lived for. It was his aspiration to abide by that if ever he were to be a superhero.
As soon as he finished his sentence another moment of silence enveloped the room. Walter held his composure this time; after letting out that statement he felt empowered, motivated and willing. He face Kurome with an unwavering stance with a glint of determination.
“Pffft...â€,
“Huh?â€
Kurome’s cheeks suddenly puffed up and her stern composure came crumbling down before Walter.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OMOSHIRE KONO HITO! HAHAHAHAHA!!!â€,
“Ah... what?â€,
“Hahahaha... ah gomen gomen... I’m sorry I couldn’t hold it in! It’s just-hahahaha! Too funny!â€
She was laughing so hard that it was starting to hurt her tummy. Meanwhile, Walter just stared at her with disbelief, confused as to what was funny. Or what he said earlier was too ridiculous or too idealistic for her to take it seriously?
“Aha... ahaha... ah-itai itai...â€,
“Are you done now? I’m being serious about what I said, it’s a matter of life and death here.â€
Walter could not help but feel disrespected, to say the least. He did poured his heart and soul unto his answer and yet it was met with a mocking laughter. Kurome’s tummy was assaulted with pain from laughing so hard.
“Ah... gomenasai gomenasai! Sorry! Sorry! Oooh... boy. Daijobu, I’m not laughing at your statement. It’s just how you say it, needless to say I am overwhelmed! Really!â€,
“Okay...?â€,
“Ah... but really I never thought I would hear such a heartfelt statement in such a long time, Walter-kun. You had that aura, that makes you... unreal by today’s superhero standards.â€,
“So is that a good thing or...?â€
Walter was still in the dark to why she was laughing, ‘Unreal by today’s superhero standards’ she says. Given on how she was laughing again and her tone back to the way it was, one could safely say Kurome was back on her old self. Although in reality, she was overwhelmed on how determined Walter was behind his statement, something you will not see in real life.
“Let’s just say in simple terms... I’m glad to have pursued you to be here in this rag-tag band of misfits. If you are determined to go such lengths to protect one life against the many, then... count me in. You won’t stand alone, after all, it’s not just the normal members of our student body that we should focus on, but also those whom were misjudged and discriminated just because they came from another place or born with a curse marked on their heads.â€
Thanks to Walter’s resolve, Kurome had broadened the scope of her cause. All this time, they were so focused on the human con-census of the student body and the hierarchy, that she did not even noticed those who would actually be the real victims. She was sure that if her friend, Virgilia , was there she would have smacked her silly for not even acknowledging the underlying problem.
“Thank you, Kurome.â€,
“Sigh... that was bad, huh? My fit earlier, I should apologize to Kurszt for that slap. And I’m sorry Walter for venting this on you two. It was a shock to me when I heard about the incident. I--â€,
“Say no more. I tried to settle things peacefully with him, but it would seem that it would be hard to get him to fight for the same cause.â€
Walter added, he still has Kurszt to be concerned with. He could not even begin to think what would happen if he were to be vice president; of course he still values him as a friend but his morals when it comes to Anomala was overzealous and extreme. He could only hope that he would find the heart to change his ways, and Walter would highly doubt that he would spare another hidden Anomala in the student body.
“Mah mah... I’m sure one he’ll come around. Sigh...â€,
Kurome just patted his back and responded with a light encouragement with a big smile.
“--he just needs to find someone to protect...â€,
“Come again?â€,
“Ah ie... nothing.â€
He last last sentence kind of trailed off, she does not want to reveal what Kurszt had gone through before they met. Even before the SA Brigade Kurome and Kurszt had been acquaintances; she and Xiu knew what Kurszt’s story was and why was he like that. She had predicted this impulsiveness of his yet she still does not know how to cope with it without her being there all the time with him.
“Sah sah! Max-kun! Ailana-san! Kochi desu!â€
She then finally let the two in after what seemed like a good hour of discussion with Walter. Max and Ailana went on to bombard the both of them with questions, and the two would promptly answer them. Their club period went on for an extended time until they were ready to call it a day.
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On his way home, Walter contemplated about their club meeting and other concerns such as the incident from the day before. He was thinking about meeting Thea or Virgilia but none of them turned up. Thea was still busy with her own paperwork with Xiu, while Virgilia was still dealing with rival gangs from the neighboring district.
“Oh yeah! Mina’s fortune-reading!â€
It was then he remembered Mina’s reading of his future just after the incident, he almost completely forgot about it. He was so consumed by other issues that time that he had not found a time to full meditate on it. Walter was not a believer of fortune-telling but a rain check once in a while would not hurt.
“What did she say again...?â€
A black enigma with a fiery red cape stands among twelve fallen heroes and before the sleeping 10-headed dragon. A luminous man shall be the first portent to the dragon’s awakening, and with 10 heads blinked awake, an uncertain fate awaits...
“That is too cryptic and vague for me to understand. But it really makes you think...â€
He just sighed, still meditating upon it. By the time that he reached his home, the wounds and injuries he had been inflicted yesterday were now completely healed. And as usual he was greeted by the same doting crowd, namely his parents and little cousin. He did not dislike it, not at all; Walter may have it rough outside, but inside his home, he mattered, that was something he was thankful for.
"What the...?"
He stroked his fringe as he was changing his clothes and just noticed the red streak on his hair. He just noticed it now, when in the past it was just a white streak. Walter thought it was blood at first but, thankfully he was wrong. He would have ignored it if the streak was like a hair highlight, but it would seem that the red streak of hair itself was luminescent in the dark, and stood out like a sore thumb.
"Sigh... just one concern after another."
Exasperated, he just brushed up his fringe to try to somehow hide it and quickly changed his clothes as intended.
"Huh? What the---...!"
As he was about to leave the room for dinner, he suddenly cannot open the door. It seemed like it was locked but the door from his room can only be locked from the inside. It was then he noticed the surroundings was suddenly devoid of color, a rather familiar setting.
"Argh!"
From out of nowhere a rip in space manifested above the room, opening a cosmic passageway. From the passageway, descended a red bolt of lightning that exploded upon impact. But strangely enough, the impact of the lightning bolt dealt no physical damage to his room, and yet he felt the crushing impact that almost sent Walter flying.
"...it's you!",
"Walter, it has been quite a while."
"Atha!"
To Be Continued...