Seekers
So, here we are at the one place I would've been happy never to see again, clan heir's duty be dammed. The Hikari Academy. And I brought Daisuke with me, a Niwa to the home of their enemies, because the library might have something on Pandora. Thus we have to seek out said knowledge, if it exists. We circle for a few minutes, spiraling downwards and I see that my hated relatives have realized that we aren't birds as the shadows of our wings grow larger. A crowd gathers and I see one of my most hated teachers pointing at us in what seems to be shock, he must think that we are Dark and Krad together; after all, not even the Tamers can have wings of their own. We land and it's clear my clan is in shock, taking advantage of the element of surprise I announce "The feud is over and the Black Wings is sealed. Krad left me with his power and Dark did likewise to his tamer." Play along Daisuke, remember the plan.' 'Uh huh. Got it.' "We are all that they were, but unrestricted by the conditions that held them." I raise my voice. "I am Satoshi Hikari, last Tamer to Krad, and heir to his power. I am the last heir to the leadership of clan Hikari. Pandora has resurfaced and I want everyone who knows anything about it to tell me. I also want the library searched for anything about where it has been and what it looks like now."
I fold my wings but don't banish them, just as a reminder as to what I am now, when dealing with my cursed clan I need every intimidation factor I can manage. 'Don't hide your wings Daisuke, let everyone here see us for what we are.' That old teacher is still spluttering at my statements; despite me being the destined host for their beloved golden eyed Krad, who they loved and feared, that man hated me. Daisuke has my back as for a moment I flash back to my time as a child here, he says loudly "So this is your clan partner? I hadn't expected quite this reception to the return of the clan heir." One of the people at the front of the crowd speaks up, I think his name is Ashiya, the other rebel against tradition in my clan and the one blood relative I am somewhat fond of. "Is that a Niwa?!" there is hidden glee in his tone. "Dark's former tamer, the heir to his power?" I incline my head. "As I said, the feud is over. That he is a Niwa is of no importance to anything other than tradition, about which I could care less. Continuing the feud is pointless now, and my partner is indeed Dark's heir. I said as much earlier, and how else would he have wings?"