Chapter 60: Angel, Corruption, and Plans
"So you want me and Verona to go there?" Rot asked, over the telephone, talking to a certain Creeper King who had managed to call them.
"Yes, please, I know it sounds stupid but we do need you." Boom sighed to himself.
"Why do I have a feeling that you two messed it up somehow?"
"What? No, we didn't, really we didn't! We just need both of your help."
"*sigh* Fine, but we're with Princess Rayven right now, and one of your daughters, could we bring them along?" Rot asked.
Boom was silent when he heard Rayven's name but shook his head and said. "Sure, you can bring them both along."
"Excellent, expect in about an hour or two." Rot said.
"Alright." Boom replied as he then hung up on the phone, and bashed his head several times on the wall, with Eric and Bones watching.
"He does that a lot doesn't he?" Eric asked, being a bit curious.
"Oh yes, and know that it's gonna be those two, he tends to do it a whole lot." Bones replied.
"Well then, I shall allow you two to watch the council while they are at work." He looked at the council, who was now having a confrontation against five students.
"Thanks Eric." Boom muttered, finishing his head slamming.
"Follow me." Eric motioned, as he walked inside the council room again, towards a bunch of chairs. Apparently, there was a small crowd that was watching the confrontation, though Bones also noticed the small box of jurors present, about thirty eight of them in number. Half of the jurors were mobs who had metallic head in the shape of dragon eggs, and wore some sort of urban strange armor* the other half were a group of colorful skeletons, apparently looking very very cheery. The jury box was made out of dark oak planks and a bit large, though reasonable enough and each juror had a water bottle presented to them. Overall, this room felt similar to a courthouse, not just because of the largeness of the room and with it being made out of stone brick floors and wooden walls, with a very bright chandelier, but also because of the fact that this room tackled matters that concern the school itself.
"Yipes, this entire place is a gallows." Bones told Boom as they sat down.
"I know..." Boom replied. "And look at those colorful guys, any chance you know any of them?" He gestured towards the rainbow skeletons in the jury box.
"Nope." Bones shook his head, as they listened in the confrontation.
"Do you have any evidence of such action, that the victim did?" The lady on the left asked, with her voice standing firm and prominent in the room questioning the five students, who seemed to be looking down on the ground, in shame and embarrassment.
"No, madam." One of the students managed to mutter, who seemed to be an Ender underling.
"Then in that case, has the jury reached the verdict?"
"We have your honor." One of the colorful skeletons spoke loudly. "We find the five students guilty of falsely blaming and falsely punishing young Har Sanderson, and will now be sentenced to painful flogging, in the duration of two hours, also will have to commit to 8000 hours of community service."
"Case adjourned; now go to the holding rooms, until you're called for your sentences." The five students were chained to each other, arm in arm, as they were lead by a dispenser head guard on their way out.
"Wow... and I thought kids were exempted from this kind of judgment." Bones said in understatement, as three new scholars came in with paintings in hand.
"Well, they are in their adolescent stage, plus they do wield power with great responsibility on their shoulders, I suppose some tough and strict enforcement might at least help them bend into shape..." Boom then noticed that Eric had disappeared. "Where the hell did he go?"
"Who knows? He's the headmaster, he might have classes to teach, things to arrange, etc."
"Good point." The two kings then watched as the new confrontation began.
-At the Graveyard-
Hayden found himself sitting in a cell, with his head resting down on his legs, silently doing his time. The cell was made with blue-green coralium steel bricks, and housed a small bed and a redstone lamp. The jukebox head was guarding his cell, waiting for a superior to arrive to give him a command, though the mob found it a little too quiet. The jukebox head pulled out a disc, with elevator music, from his inventory and played it on his head, flicking his fingers to the rhythmic tune. Then Zaslow seemed to appear out of nowhere, and looked at the cell and the guard.
"Alright, let him out." The weeping angel commanded the jukebox head, who complied, by opening the cell. The weeping angel then looked inside, as Hayden felt his presence. He continued to stay in the same pose as he did and didn't bother to do anything about it.
"You alright, kid?" Zaslow asked though Hayden was still silent, though he only released a shallow breath of air. "You alright...?" Zaslow repeated the same question, with no answer, the weeping angel narrowed his eyes at Hayden.
Zaslow then exited the cell, closing the gate, and calling on the guards. Some of the guards then approached him, and motioned for them to huddle up, as he whispered a command in their ears. The guards nodded to his command, dispersing themselves, and giving way to Hayden's cell towards the doors. Hayden suddenly stood up on his feet, as Zaslow opened the gate, he walked slowly and started to walked towards the exit, with Zaslow by his side.
"...Hallucinations..." Zaslow muttered, looking at Hayden seriously.
"Wh-what?" Hayden asked in shock as he seemed to come back to the world as if he wasn't there physically or mentally.
"Stop where you are..." At the weeping angel's command, Hayden quickly stopped to where he stood. "Did someone hand you anything by any chance?"
"No, nor did I meet anyone by any chance..." Hayden said with a calm expression
"I wasn't even asking." Zaslow said
"Whatever." Hayden replied.
"I can sense a particularly dark and disturbing aura in your pockets." Zaslow told him with all seriousness
"I assure you, it's nothing." Hayden replied calmly.
"Alright then, go to the clinic." Zaslow told Hayden who nodded, exiting the small jailhouse, as a guard approached Zaslow.
"Sir?" The jukebox head guard asked.
"He's keeping something." Zaslow said, looking out in the distance.
"Should we tail on him?"
"Negative, Quasar might be able to handle this one and Geoff might pick it up in the clinic."
"Understood."
-Back at the academy-
"So you see, we're not that popular with the ladies at all." The man in the vampiric cloak explained to Boom and Bones, in response to their questions.
"Aye, we're very hopeless in romance and all." The loincloth man seconded.
Boom laughed hysterically and cleared his throat. "Fella's just be yourselves, you don't need to be who you're not, women love honesty and look at me; I am truly honest with things."
"Is that why your bride threw a cake in your face?" Bones questioned, as the majority of the council laughed.
"Okay, maybe that wasn't one of my best moments." Boom admitted.
"Ladies, they're better off in question to the greatest minds of history." The snow golem-esque man said.
Apparently, the council was on their break, and Boom and Bones took the opportunity to inquire them about a few things they had in mind. Apparently this question was all about if the councilmen even tried to court a lady, which this laughing act had rooted from.
"One of ya is a skeleton right? Why wear clothing?" The loincloth man was indirectly asking for Bones.
"Oh me...well...some of us Skeletons wear clothes and others well either wear pants or wear clothes that reveal skin." Bones answered, curiously. "Me, I rather look decent when I'm around others or my subjects, plus, I kinda like clothes with their designs like mine."
"Are there are kings and queens like you guys?" The vamipiric cloak asked.
"How about princes and princesses?" The man with the bloodied fangs added.
"Do you guys have knights too?" The one who resembled obsidian inquired.
"There's more kings and queens, but as for prince and princess... there are very much a myriad of them in existence. As for Knights, we do. They're used for guarding the Castle's and they are the toughest out of the other Mobs who are guards in our Castles or Palace's" Boom answered.
"Do you guys have vampires?" The vampiric cloak asked again.
"Yes we do, we have a royal vampire family and vampires roaming the Overworld at night as well." Bones replied.
"Interesting..." The Vampiric cloak said while rubbing his chin.
"Anything from the oceans?" The lady on the left asked them.
"Yes, we have a squid princess and a very nice depths where sea-dwellers can roam free in peace." Bones answered, having much experience in the waters himself.
"Anymore inquiries about us?" The vampire cloak asked.
"What made you guys become the council in the first place?" Boom asked, with no hesitation.
"We had to join forces in order maintain peace in our areas and regions of ruling." The white coat man replied.
"Are you guys all princes and princesses?" Bones asked.
"Nope, most of us are just nobles, but I guess you can say that two of us actually belong in that category." The loincloth man replied to him.
"Do you enjoy helping this academy?" Boom asked.
"Of course." The man with the bloodied fang replied.
"Truly, and sincerely." The lady on the left replied.
"Heh, you guys are truly something." Boom smiled at them for their act of true kindness.
"Even though we never went to school ourselves, we want to help these guys mold themselves through their powers..." The man in the vampiric cloak added.
"That's pretty smart for all of you; you all have gifts for this matter..." Bones said.
"Aren't ya gonna ask why is there only one girl with us?" The loincloth man suggested.
"Yes, I've been meaning to asked about that, why is there only one female among you?" Boom said
"Well squidy, go and explain." The man in the vampiric cloak urged her.
"Quite simple really, these guys just became the high council because their hard struggle in life really proved it. Though I did too, but since there aren't many of us women out there who's ready to fight and unify each other..." She then sighed. "I guess I'm the only one here."
"What she meant was, she proved to us that her way of leading and unity is a greater story of struggle than ours." The fangman simplified for the two kings. "She went through a lot..."
"You know, I bet I know two people who would really like you." Boom said towards the lady on the left.
"Who?" She inquired.
"Oh just two women, that's all, they'd be really fond of you..." Boom said bluntly as he sighed while doing it.
A few minutes passed, by for a while then a sudden arrival had broken the council and the two kings.
"Ahem..." A feminine voice said, making the council and the two kings turn to the door, it was Queen Rot, along with Queen Verona, and Princess Rayven and Princess Sophia.
"Oh, good evening ladies." Bones greeted, as he and Boom took a step forward.
Queen Rot appeared to be a woman in her late twenties but still held beauty and grace. She had nice creamy pale skin, piercing red eyes, long dark green hair that reached her mid back, and she had a rather lean and slim appearance while having nice a pair of DD-cup breasts. She wore a ripped up dark green shirt that seemed to be ripped up at her chest area which revealed her nice cleavage, and one of her sleeves ripped off as well on the right arm, and some holes on the shirt as well, nice loose jeans which seemed to have holes on the knees and ripped up at the bottom portion of it and she didn't appear to wear any shoes. She also seemed to wear a zombie hat on her head similar to Yaebi's and also wore a corroded crown on the hat. Her scent was nice compared to her son and other zombies.
"Took you all long enough." Boom remarked, looking at Verona especially.
"Sorry, us women have to freshen up." The ladies laughed, while the lady of the council just gave an approving smile.
The kings and queens were huddled together, busily planning their plans for the mob festivals. Sophia and Rayven were curiously looking up at the high council who was mostly dealing with paperwork.
"Yes?" The man in the vampiric cloak caught them looking at him slowly. "What do you need?"
"Well, we're just curious as to who you guys are..." Sophia replied shyly.
"Mhm..." Rayven said in agreement.
To both of them, the high council definitely looked like a group of young adults, compared to the adolescent royals, with a certain bland of uniqueness surrounding them.
"Ender woman..." The vine man muttered, making Boom turn a bit, as he referred to Rayven. "Tell me, are you in love?"
"Love? Um... why do you ask that?" Rayven felt a bit stumped being questioned about her emotions, from a robot nonetheless.
"You felt it too?" The vampiric cloak asked the vine man who nodded. "I guess I ain't the only one who can feel emotions through an aura."
"Wh-what are you talking about?! And no you can't!" Rayven argued, blushing a bit.
"We're right, who's the lucky man?" The loincloth man asked in curiosity.
"No one." She replied turning away from them, which made Sophia giggle a bit.
"Sure?" The Vineman said.
"Yes." Rayven replied
"Really sure?" The Vampiric cloak said
"Yes..." Rayven said with narrowed eyes
"Define how sure you are?" The Loincloth insisted.
"As sure that I'm not telling you three!" She huffed angrily.
"Let's leave her be guys." The snow white coat man suggested to them.
"Aw why?" The loincloth man cried.
"I want to know who this lucky man is. We really wanted to know..."
"It wouldn't matter anyways, we don't know nor would we ever know this man anyways." The white coat man said, with a inarguable reason.
"Are you guys done?" The lady of the council asked.
"Yes." The vineman replied to her, as the other nodded.
"Alright, you can state your plans now." The kings and queens stood before them, as Rayven and Sophia took their seats in the distance.
"Well first, we'll need to check this so called location if you don't mind, along with the whole academy grounds." Rot stated.
"Indeed, we women need to see what we're dealing with here." Verona added.
"Well then, we can only grant you an hour." The lady of the council said. "We shall be dealing with other matters until then."
"Aww, such a nice man giving us an entire hour..." Rot cooed, in a British accent.
"I know right." Verona seconded, similar to Rot, as Boom facepalmed, and followed them through the exit, along with Boom who looked at the squidhead lady and motioned with his mouth silently, "I'm So Sorry.".
"Pfft, if only they knew how much sky and ground we ACTUALLY cover." The lady of the council said.
"Don't worry, they'll find out that one out on their own, besides you do look like a man." The man in the vampiric cloak remarked, receiving a smack from her and a crowd of laughs from the his colleagues. "I do not!" She said angrily.