A/N: SO CLASSES ARE SUSPENDED HERE BECAUSE OF REALLY HEAVY RAINFALL. THE PHILIPPINES WILL BE THE PHILIPPINES, A STOP OVER FOR SUPER TYPHOONS... I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE SAFE ^-^

Edit: Hey~ I was bored and decided to draw for you guys! I'm not the best drawer but it's close enough to decent. I drew my representation of Titania, but since I can't copy links in I made a side-blog that I will be using only to link or post stuff idk... the blog username is: this-isfor-yuuki

I might post some more~

First day of training, and these stupid guards are already giving me a headache.

If it was up to me, I would send them all to New Asia and watch them die one by one, but that was too sadistic. With Bella leading the way, and with my team trying to catch up behind me, I made sure every stomp I took was loud and hard. I was angry, and I wanted everyone to know so they wouldn't try to fuck with me.

From the stairs I could hear loud music blaring. They messed with the wrong general. I went ahead, following the sound of laughs and happy shouts. I reached the door to the room only to find it locked. How messed up are they? They were using a vacant guest room in the palace, celebrating some occasion that they think was too important than training, some maids must be inside too, because no one was cleaning at this floor in a busy hour.

"Tania, your eyes are red again," Portia said.

"Yeah, are you sure nobody will die while you're at it?" Toni asked.

Red, the color of rage. I've been trying to control my emotions for the past few months, and so far, I had no incidents of my eyes going black with me going berserk, red was good in a way.

"Yeah, I know..." I slipped into my jacket, and I tell them to do the same, so that they know we're ALPHAs. "When the doors open, look as intimidating as you can."

I kicked the double door hard. I gave another and another kick after the other, not realizing that the music has died down and a hole just formed big enough to fit a hand, or in this case a foot. With one last blow, one of door frames dropped.

"What a hell of a party..."

The room was a mess. Streamers hung on the ceiling, confetti was all over the place. It smelled like alcohol and sweat. It was disgusting as hell.

Shocked faces of guards and maids looked at me. My eyes were probably still red, bonus scare points. I walked inside, chest out, arms crossed and head up high, my comrades lining beside me.

It was turning peaceful until I heard a guard ask, "Who's this chick?"

That was it.

I went over and gave him a good kick down the shin. His reflexes were slow so I was able to dodge all his tries of hitting me easily. I kicked him right as his stomach, hard enough to send him flying at the wall, forming a small dent of his form.

Everyone backs up immediately. My teammates block the doors so they have no where to go.

"This chick's name is Titania Rose, but I prefer to be called general."

I blink and I felt my eyes turn back to the blue shade it once was. "Eye color change is in my genes. Unfortunately for you, inhuman strength and dictatorial standards are also a part of me."

I looked at the banner that I haven't noticed before. It was plastered next to the guards unconscious form. It read "Happy Birthday" in bright red paint.

"Whose birthday is it?" I asked.

Nobody moved a muscle.

I scanned them one by one. Their eyes had fear written all over it, some had annoyance and anger. Some were still a little drowsy form the alcohol, but they won't try another stunt on me.

"Is this a deaf get together?" I raise my voice. "Who's birthday is it?"

"Mine, general," a soft, girlish voice piped up.

I scan the crowd once again, failing to find her. "Step forward."

It was hard to keep my composure.

Memories of dressing up started flashing in my head. Why now? I remembered picking designs of various dresses which would make me squeal with delight, trying on a different one everyday. I remember her talking to my sister while braiding her hair for Halloween.

My stomach did several turns, but I kept on a blank expression.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Lucy ma'am- I mean general, I mean... sorry..."

"I'm sorry you had to see that little scene, but disrespect needs to be dealt in more painful ways for other people."

"Everyone get dressed. I don't care if your still drunk or hung over! Training day is training day! Somebody pick up the bastard on the floor!" Everyone started going out of the room as fast as they can. "Move you little shits!"

I faced my comrades, "Start the introductions to the others in the garden. I'll take care of this batch."

They gave me a salute which I returned before they ran out.

Everyone left the room except Lucy, who I told to stay for a while and one other person.

I looked over Aspen. He didn't look drunk nor hung over. He probably threw the party for Lucy. He grabbed Lucy's hand, her small fingers fitting into his strong ones. I always wanted Lucy and Aspen to get together. At least something lifted my spirits today. His green eyes were still bright as ever, but it didn't have to same effect on me anymore. Maybe I did really turn into an emotionless alloy.

"I'll wait until you're done with her."

"Aspen, you don't need to-"

"It's fine," I said. "Happy birthday Lucy..."

I proceeded to the door to get out of the stench-filled room, not before stopping by the now broken door.

"Take care of your girlfriend," and I proceeded outside.