Author's note: I'm sorry this chapter is short. The next one is about the same size. Tomorrow will be the last update for a while. I'm going to make the chapters longer.
Ch. 2: Be the Heir
John sits in his alien language class. These types of classes are usually fast-paced for being a little difficult. This month, they were covering the native troll tongue. He couldn't wait to have a couple little conversations with his housemate with no one else being able to understand.
Across the room sits a rather tall troll. She always seems to be paranoid that something or someone is watching her. But who isn't? She is a freakishly tall troll. Yes, trolls are taller than most species; only by a few inches, however. But she was tall, standing at least eight feet, almost two feet taller than the average troll. Some people think she isn't even a troll at all. She is typically quiet, talking only to Roxy, Dirk, and Jane, or to Professor English when he talks to her.. Today, John is determined to talk to her, but John notices that she seems a little frightened of him. He doesn't really feel anything except sorry for her for not having many friends.
The bell rings. As everyone gets up, John makes his way toward the troll. "hey."
"hUh, oh. hey, John." With that, she leaves. John thinks it is a little odd, considering that Roxy said that she is typically very polite and loves to talk. Maybe it's her lunch period and she's really hungry. John decides to follow her and perhaps try to actually start a [real] conversation.
John keeps close to the troll. After Alien Languages, they go the same route for a little way, so if she turns around and sees him, not much suspicion will be aroused. He follows her all the way out toward the Village of Space on the female side of the housing campus. He can't really get in trouble for going there because the chancellor allows males into the female half and vise versa until curfew. He follows her up to her house on UrobUros Milk Way. The troll went inside.
John used his windy powers to turn himself into air to peek inside without being seen. The window was cracked, so he used this to hear.
Inside were the chancellor and the troll. "You wanted to talk?" asked the chancellor.
"yes," replied the troll.
"First, take off that disguise. I don't feel comfortable talking to you when you look like a troll instead of your actual species. No one can see you, and this place is protected. I already told you that. You don't have to dress up as another species."
"bUt i look disgUsting withoUt the disgUise."
"You look like a cherub without the disguise. If paradoxspace wanted you to look any different it would have made you a different species. Now, what did you want to talk about?"
"i don't think professor english is who he says he is."
"Are you saying he's your brother?"
"no, i jUst…there is something familiar aboUt him. it doesn't seem right."
"I can assure you that Professor English is not evil. He isn't going to do anything to hurt anyone."
Is she seriously turning in kind old…well, actually not much older than John, Professor English just because she's nervous about him? And the fact that she's a…uh…cherub? actually explains why she's so freakishly tall. John liked Professor English, but the cherub was right; there is something familiar about him.
"Well, Calliope, there's really nothing I can do about that. I can't fire anyone just because one student thinks there's something wrong with them."
Okay, John has heard enough. He got some of what he wanted, anything else would just be creepy. He decides to go back to his house for lunch.
On his way to his house, he passes the Village of Blood on the male side of housing campus. Usually he stays away from Kankri's house…er…hive, as he calls it. The last time he went past it, he caught Kankri's attention and almost missed his lunch entirely. But this time, he's wind, so he decides to go by and see who Kankri has trapped.
He floats by, and as usual, Kankri has a poor victim trapped. It sounds like it's coming from the spare bedroom in the house. Could he actually have a housemate? John can't help but laugh at the thought. He can't even hold it in, mainly because he doesn't have arms, or a mouth at the current moment. He flies to the window to see who the poor sap is who had the misfortune of being Kankri's housemate.
John peeks in the window. It appears that Kankri has the poor soul cornered where he can't see him. John slips inside the house through the open door. Whoever Kankri is talking too probably hasn't been there for long, maybe an hour at least. After carefully moving as to not cause any noise or kick up any dust, he finally makes it to the doorway.
"This c9ncludes the first serm9n. We will start 9n the sec9nd 9ne in a while. I d9n't really have anything else t9 d9 f9r the rest 9f the day."
John couldn't believe his eyes when he saw who was cornered.