Okay, I don't know what it is, but I feel like my recent updates with both of my W101 stories have been CRAP, like they're lacking something. I might take a break from them and just focus on other stories...but I don't know. Might just be the lack of motivation. ANYWAYS, this is more for you getting to know the relationship we(Firestorm Narulagos and I) have planned for the relationship between our characters for our planned colab (I'm psyched for it XD) This chapter will, however, be re-written FOR SURE.
"Did you really get in trouble with Cyrus?" Malorn's eyes were wide as he confronted me. I didn't respond, taking a small bite of my salad. Almost every student knew about my little fight with Cyrus, and they had confronted me one by one to see if the rumors were true. They were, but I wasn't going to be the one to admit it.
Rosie was practically choking on her food at this. "What?!" She spluttered. "Heat got in trouble with Cyrus?"
Was everyone going to make a big deal of this? "Yes, I did." I muttered, angrily picking at the salad at their shocked gasps.
"See Heat?" Rosie commented, her voice annoyingly smug. "Told you he was a mean guy."
"Hey, it was my fault he got mad, so shut up about that would you?" I snapped, chucking my fork at the ground. Lord Shadow, who was sleeping comfortably in lap, jerked awake at the sudden movement. Rosie's blue eyes widened for a moment at my sudden anger, but with a shake of the head she relaxed.
"So what did you do to get him so mad?" Lord Shadow questioned, his voice curt after being awoken from his peaceful slumber. His icy blue eyes bore into me.
"Yeah, what did you do exactly? Dworgyn was grumbling to himself all class about you, and hoping Cyrus got you into 'some big big trouble'." Malorn cocked his head curiously. I shrugged, not at all sure if I should tell him. While we had been friends for a long while, we were never exactly close. Besides, the library in the Death school was meant to be kept secret.
"Not telling ya."
"C'mon Heat."
"No Malorn."
Lord Shadow smirked and curled up once again on my lap, now content that the excitement had passed. I'll tell you later Shadow. I decided, knowing he'll just find out sooner or later. Malorn frowned before settling down in front of me, finally giving up on the subject. I knew Rosie wasn't about to give up, but thankfully she was willing to wait until Malorn had gone.
"You guys remember how we all used to hang out here?" She asked, glancing from me to Malorn. Smirking I nodded. We were always that group of novices who hung around the lamppost rather than the tree, talking about one random thing or another. Unfortunately that only lasted until we were apprentices, when our studies really began to take place.
"Yeah," Malorn sighed blissfully at the thought. "And I remember how Heat was always Malistaire's favorite."
"Are you kidding? Alex was always his number one." I commented, not at all that comfortable with talking about my would-be uncle. Still, it was better than staying on the topic of my argument with Cyrus.
"Oh yeah, I remember her." Rosie murmured. "You still talk to her Heat? If I remember correctly you guys were always at odds."
"Not for a long time. Once or twice we've helped each other on a project of some sorts, but other than that I haven't spoken to her personally for years."
"Wow…" Malorn murmured. "You two are the most powerful Necromancers I know, and your technically family. I'm surprised to hear you guys never got along."
"I wouldn't say never got along." I murmured, thinking about my cousin. Before I could say anything more though a plume of Conjurer signs showed, revealing Travis.
"Hey Trav." I smiled. It was always good to see him. He smiled back warmly. "Hey guys. Heat, someone wanted to say hi to you."
For a moment I was curious about who could've possibly known me as well as Travis, but I smiled as a young gray-eyed boy popped his head out from behind Travis, a shy smile planted on his face. "Hey Allikye." I purr warmly. His smile widened and soon I found myself hugging my little friend.
Allikye crawled into my lap, hugging my arm and resting his head against my chest. Everyone in my little group made a small giggle, and I blushed. I swear if anyone makes the comment of how good of a mother I'll be I'm gonna puke…
Lord Shadow, awake again, gave a patient sigh as Allikye crawled over him. "So much for a nap…" He muttered, shifting away to stand beside me. He stretched out his body before crawling onto my shoulder, nuzzling Allikye in the process. The boy snickered and gave my pet a pat on the head. Lord Shadow, purring, nestled his head into my neck.
"Heat, Rosie!" A squeaky voice called out suddenly. Flinching I looked up and found Gamma flying just over head. "The Headmaster would like to see you!" Exchanging a bewildered glance with my best friend, I followed her to the house, Lord Shadow still perched on my shoulder, where I was immediately greeted by stacks of papers and books.
"Girls! Come here for a moment!" The old man's voice called from behind a high-pile of old looking papers, his bearded face popping out from behind.
"What is it?"
"I need you guys to come with me to give the potion to Bartleby." He explained, pulling out the red flask of magical potion.
"Why?" I asked. "I thought you were gonna get some other wizard to do it." Ambrose, Rosie, and Lord Shadow all looked at me in shock, and I found myself staring at the ground. What's wrong with me today? The inquiring glance from Lord Shadow told me he was thinking of the exact same thing.
"Well…I want you girls to hear what he has to say." The Headmaster said after a few tense moments of silence. Rosie and I nodded, and all of us teleported to the great tree. We watched in silence as Ambrose poured the spell over the ancient tree's roots. The tree gave a load, mournful groan, and suddenly Bartleby's one good eye opened wide.
"The daughter of Drake beware…shadows come to haunt and thirst on your fear… stay close to those you love, or watch them all fall…"
I knew everyone had turned to me as soon as he said those words, but I had ported to my home before anyone could say anything else. I found myself in my desk, flipping through some random book in an attempt to relax. No more tantrums…no more tantrums…
"Heat?" Lord Shadow's voice was concerned.
"Forgot to study."
"Liar." Lord Shadow crept onto the desk, hiding the book from me. "Why are you so on edge?"
I frowned, running a hand through my hair and not responding. "Well?" Lord Shadow, King of Persistence as I like to call him, was doing what he did best. With a small smile I patted him on the head. "It's just my fight with Cyrus…what it was about…"
He cocked his head curiously, and I proceeded to tell him the story. "While I was at my mother's, this boy named Angel told me the Heart's Legend-the real one-and I had a curiosity for it. The full story wasn't in that copy and Angel said another could be found in Nightside. Evidently, it was in the secret library in the Death school. I read the story, Dworgyn caught me, and we had a little spat."
I thought that would be good enough to soothe my beloved pet, but apparently it wasn't. He was waiting for more, staring at me with curious blue eyes. Sighing I guessed my chances of getting out of this, and found myself telling him about the meaning of Death. Lord Shadow's eyes widened, but then he relaxed. "So now you think there's something going on with the shadow?"
I nodded. "Especially now that Bartleby said something."
"He didn't specify it was you he was talking about. Maybe they were talking about your cousin and Malistaire?"
"Maybe." I murmured, but I highly doubted it.