《A Personal Hell for A Winged Killer》The Prince's Noble Army
Advertisement
The door creaked open, revealing a medium-sized room with a billiards table, a whiteboard, and a few leather chairs. Playing by himself, stood a boy, large in height with a lean body, wearing a collared white shirt that only slightly tucked into his khaki pants. His hair was solid green, and behind his glasses, Miya could see his eyes.
They were an emerald green with no pupil nor iris, and he had a strange mark, spanning from both sides of his mouth to his ears. He made no acknowledgment of their entry, although it was apparent that he'd noticed their presences.
Kem walked into the room with enthusiasm.
"What'ya up to, Chance?"
Chance stopped his game and faced toward Kem, his facial expression changing from a blank look into a smile.
"Playing billiards. Why are you out of class?"
His mouth hadn't moved.
He stood in a resting position now, and he made subtle glances toward Miya. The mark on his face had a strange feeling about it, but although his mouth didn't move, he had a charming air to him. He carried himself like a man of high class and dressed so as well, not too formal but formal.
"We're looking for Bo. You seen him anywhere?"
"Yes. He's in our usual lunch spot with Nifla and Tip."
"I should've known! Well, see ya!"
Kem darted out of the door and in the direction of the main building. Miya's mouth lie ajar, baffled by the fact that he'd left her there, alone with someone she'd never met.
Why'd he leave me here?
The room was silent for a while, Chance standing in the same position with his billiard stick in hand, but after a while of allowing his eyes to wander, he moved. Chance finally dropped his billiards stick and walked toward her, and as he approached her, the difference in their sizes made itself apparent, Miya's head angling to meet his eyes.
Advertisement
"Sorry about that. I'm sure you've noticed his hyperactive personality by now. Trust me when I say he means well."
The fact that he talked without, well, talking, confused her. He made facial expressions as his voice was released, but she could tell that the sound wasn't being released by him.
"I've heard of you. Your name is Miya, I'm told. I have no intention of coming across as rude, but why not open your eyes around others? Especially your friends? Although special-grades like us can see through our eye sockets, loosen up a bit."
He made a small gesture that Miya didn't understand and continued talking off of his statement.
"No need for further introduction, for now. It seems like you're in need of my assistance since Kem has gone and left you with me. Escort her to Bo."
On his last order, he looked behind himself, and nothing happened for a while. Miya looked around confusedly, wondering if he was talking to her.
Who is he talking to?
She continued to look around the room and found no one to which he could be speaking. Nevertheless, there was a sudden response, startling Miya.
"Yes sir!"
Multiple voices spoke at once without a source in sight, and immediately, Miya felt as if someone had grabbed her by the hand, but she couldn't see who.
"Let's go, Miss Miya. We'll lead the way for you."
Miya was too startled to move, but Chance stepped forward.
"Look into my eyes, Miya. There is no need to be afraid."
She obeyed, and as she looked into his eyes, more figures began to appear around him.
They were like green soldiers, each clad in knight-like armor and holding various weapons. They stood, encircling Chance, and as she looked away from him, she noticed there were even more surrounding herself. There was one Soul Puppet that stood out to her, matching the outline of Chance.
Advertisement
"Woooaaahhh!"
She could feel her face light up. The puppet that looked like Chance's mouth moved instead of himself.
"See? This is my family. All those throughout my family tree you will find throughout this building, defending each and every one of the students in this school. I hold the power of the Spirit Puppeteer which has been passed down through my family since these super-human abilities came to be. I hope to be seeing you soon, friend."
The apparitions nudged Miya out of the door until she finally began walking with them on her own accord.
He seemed like a nice person.
Miya couldn't get the experience out of her mind until she finally gave in and opened her eyes. She wasn't used to having them open and it scared her how her power could affect others, but for some reason, she trusted Chance's words.
Her powers seemed to have no affect on Chance's soul puppets.
"How has your day been, Miss Miya?"
The apparitions were all looking toward her while still guiding her throughout the building, their footsteps making no sound at all.
"Very…interesting."
I find it hard to even put the events of this day into words.
"Excuse Chance for showing off a bit there. Must mean he likes you."
The apparitions giggled amongst themselves.
"I apologize, but could you tell me more about him? He barely told me anything before sending us off."
They were now passing what appeared to be the Headmaster's office.
"Sure thing. You've come to the right place. We know basically everything there is to know about Chance."
They all cleared their throats, but only one spoke. He spoke in a listing manner.
"He's been a friend to Kem and Bo since he was really little. He's a bit of a softy when it comes to ladies but he's sweet about it. He works hard at everything and is known for being the #1 student at this academy."
Their helmets collectively angled downward, saddened by something.
"Unfortunately, seven years ago, he was caught in an incident involving the late Icarus Kreyn, and we lost our lives. Everyone including his mother and father passed away, but thanks to our lineage, we're able to 'live on', so-to-speak, as Chance's helpers. Only a strong man could look in the eyes of the man who caused the death of his own family and not hate nor scorn them."
They stopped in front of a door, and Miya could hear chatter inside. The apparitions continued to speak, their voices becoming more sad as they said their goodbyes.
"Well. I'm afraid that I won't be able to tell you anymore for we have arrived at our destination. I hope Bo can meet your expectations."
They all came together and gave Miya a hug, and she returned the favor.
"Thank you all!"
She waved them goodbye, and before she knew it, they'd vanished without a trace. Other soldiers lingered around the entrance to the room they had stopped by, but they slowly began to fade out of sight.
I guess whatever Chance did is wearing off.
She put her hand on the doorknob before opening, the voices behind the door becoming louder as she entered.
Advertisement
- In Serial71 Chapters
The Breath of Creation [DROPPED]
General Summary: Sometimes, the multiverse needs expanding. That's where I come in. But, unfortunately, being a deity isn't all fun and games (and is incredibly complicated), as there are always things working against you. Not even the God of the Multiverses can change that. Another Summary: Twelve souls were chosen to expand into the void surrounding the known universe(s), and were given a grace period in which they would experience a relatively safe expansion of their domains. Once that period is up, however, they are free to interact with each other...and what lurks in the depths of the Abyss, the Void, and the Primordial Chaos. I am one of those souls. And let me tell you, this shit ain't easy. Between trying to raise mortals into an immortal army, with which I can defend my domain, dealing with my children, and trying to maintain the balance between all realms of existance, I have my work cut out for me. Sigh. Now I know why, back on Earth, gods worked in mysterious, invisible ways. There's just too much to be done. Formerly called RE: Deity
8 132 - In Serial20 Chapters
The Legend of Rayola the Deathless [Dead]
[This story is Discontinued] Another story based on the lore, which has been expanded and with far more details and hopefully better writing shall be released later on. After about the tenth time she died, Rayola started to think, that maybe she didn't come out quite right, even by supernatural standards. Of course, the pale white skin and hair, plus the blazing orange eyes might have been a clue and it was getting harder and harder to blend in. To top it all off, she has no memory of who she is and there's an incredibly suspiscious, snarky voice in her head making quips about her life choices. Even worse was the inability to sleep. At first, she thought that maybe she was just an overly messed up zombie or even a vampire! But she was proven wrong time and time agian... there were too many inconsistencies and it made her uneasy. The final straw was the issue with her own identity. At first she was okay with being her own brand-new person, but as more and more ghosts of her past started to slowly catch up, she had no choice but to set off on a journey... A journey to discover who she once was, and to find out what had happened to her. It was for no noble cause but merely one for personal salvation. Yet, her actions left behind a legend in her wake.
8 101 - In Serial45 Chapters
Sleeper
I closed my eyes and saw another place. A place where my entire world was nothing more than a game. Now that I know the truth, my rise to power will begin! No Rift can stop my progress. No dungeon boss will be match for my strength! My OPness will shake the heavens! Except this isn't my story. I've woken up. And I can't go back to sleep.
8 255 - In Serial82 Chapters
Souls Reforged
The multiverse is slowly being corrupted. Many universes have already fallen into decay. As their worlds crumble the World Lords, ancient beings of immense power, call out to their long-forgotten creator, asking for aid. Their requests are answered, however the form that aid takes is rather, unexpected. They are not given more power or direct intervention. Instead, they get a few handfuls of weak unsuspecting souls in need of endless training, as soldiers. If that wasn’t bad enough. An entity that was ancient before their universe was born, is assigned to keep an eye on the help. The entity in question isn’t exactly happy about it either. None of the parties involved are happy with the situation, but they will have to learn to work together if they want to survive what is coming.
8 217 - In Serial17 Chapters
Smile, Hero
America smiles. This is normal. What's not normal is seeing that smile get duller, seeing those eyes get glassier, see that mask crumble, leaving an unsmiling broken... hero?America is invited to stay in Germany's house after there is a big snow storm. Other countries are present. Will they see through his fake smile? Or will America change before their eyes?Ok so. Warning. Mentions cutting and stuff. Also, cover art not mine, and I don't own anything except the plot. I'm not a professional.
8 165 - In Serial27 Chapters
Lies [✓]
[Max X Reader]"Just tell me the truth, and no, not the 'truth' Max, I mean the REAL truth! I'm sick and tired of all of your lies!"-The art cover is not mine, credits to the artist. -Achievements (Thank you guys so much!)15 in #campcamp (july 25th 2019)6 in #campcamp (august 9th 2019)5 in #campcamp (august 12th 2019)4 in #campcamp (august 28th 2019)3 in #campcamp (September 18th 2019)1 in #campcamp (september 27th 2019) [OMG TYSM]-I do not own Camp Camp or any of the cannon characters, this is a fanfiction -I hope you enjoy this Max X Reader [remake is being written, first few chapters will be posted once i've finished writing the fifth chapter]-
8 202

