Wait till the world mine

I like the way they scream

Tell which one is worse

Living or dying first

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I open my eyes and my mouth drops open. I take in the new environment we are, I breath in the smell of Orchids, Amazon water Lily and dirty, am pretty sure the climate here is that of a Tropical Forest.

"Where are we?" I ask Damien, who doesn't seem taken by the environment. "We are on an Island," I know that fact. I can hear the sound of water all around us.

"Welcome to INARAL, Camille," He simply says.

INARAL? Am pretty sure I have hear that name before. Am just surprised that this Island seems deserted.

"The birth place of the INARAL WARMAD technique," He adds. He should have started his conversation with that.

"Exactly where I need to be," Not exactly sure why I said that, I need some peace and quiet and I think this is the place to get it.

"Come on, let's go," Damien says in haste. What is his problem? I understand we are not really close before but we talk, I mean we went to homecoming together, well sort of. He just changed after Roman warned him off. He doesn't seem like the type of guy to take threat likely and he knew what Roman did and still listened to him.

"What happened between you and Roman?" I ask out of the blue as we walk through tall trees, for a very beautiful island there is some scary shit as we walk into it.

"I don't know what you are talking about," He lies and walk pass me.

I groan and increase my pace, trying to keep with him. Damn! He walks really fast. When I reach him, I place my hand on his shoulder to stop him from walking. Instead of just stopping like a normal human, he takes my hand and twisting it, my body automatically turns as he places my twisted hand behind me, causing my backpack to fall on the swampy ground.

I scream in pain and beat his leg in submission. "What the hell?" I yell at him.

I can feel his breath on me. "I remember telling you that I hate to be touched," He whispers into my ear.

"You've made your point, now let me go!" I yell and he removes my hand, pushing me forward in the process. His grip on my wrists was not hard enough to bruise but it fucking hurts.

"I can't believe you just did that, you hurt me," I say in a broken tone, I can feel tears clouding my eyes. "I didn't talk the last time you did it because I thought I deserved it but now, you just showed me what type of person you really are," I scold him.

He face remains stoic like what I said didn't have any effect on him. "I expect you to defend yourself," He replies.

I scoff. "I don't have to. You just showed me what a sadistic monster you are. When I asked to bring me here, I thought you knew what I was going through but ha-" He interrupts my words, he never does that.

"Just because every one else feels sorry for you doesn't mean I should show you sympathy."

My mouth drops open at his words. He really had to pull this shit just when I thought we were connecting, why does all the guys in my life fail me? No offense to you, Nathaniel.

I shake my head in disbelief. "That doesn't justify what you just did," I nod. "How silly of me," I mutter and carry my backpack. "Let me make one thing clear, Damien. I am not someone you can use as your emotionally, physically, whatever punching bag. Get me into the island and that will be our parting gift," I say in a thick and serious tone.

"No more of that," An unfamiliar voice says above us. Wait, did I say above?

I look up but find nothing but birds flying. Great! Now we are in an invisible territory.

Suddenly a man appears in front of us, I yelp as I see the man. "Where did you come from?" I ask the man.

He looks kind of old like he is in his mid fifties. He is dressed in ninja outfit and his silver hair is packed in a ponytail.

"The nature takes me anywhere I want to go," He answers with a smile.

That's new.

"Impressive, who are you?"

"My name is Yuri Nakamura," He introduces himself.

"Cool name, am Camille," I extend my hand.

He smiles and look down at my hand, stares at it for eternity. I clear my throat and keep my hands to myself.

"You can't call me by my name, El-Sah-El," He simply says.

El-Sah-El, The Princess of The El Kingdom.

I roll my eyes. "Why? And you know am the granddaughter of The El Princess?" Am surprised he does, most people just think am crazy at first sight.

"I know a lot of things and I can do a lot of things too. You can't call me by my name because you have to earn it," He tells me.

"By."

"Defeating me in fair fight," He propose.

I chuckle. "I can't. Are you serious?"

"Dead!"

Good luck with that. "I can't even best a toddler not to talk of a grown adult with years of experience," I remind him. I can't even hold a sword properly not to talk of using it to fight.

He takes a step towards me and stare deep into my soul. "You are afraid but not of me, of losing. You will lose El-Sah-El, and then you use the fear to conquer the fear," He advise.

"Great pep talk but I don't know what that means," I inform him.

He smirks. "You will. Come on, let me show you around."

I sigh and walk behind him like a lost puppy, I ignore Damien's huff. I can't believe he did that, I have read stories that people from Di Hipsodat aren't big on conversations and interaction, I have learned that from Damien but Eric was cool with Sabine and Dean is cool with pretty much everyone, I don't understand why he keeps acting like an uptight stuck up son of a bitch.

"Here in INARAL we-" I interrupt my sensei since am not allowed to say his real name, I might as well call him my Sensei.

"Why is this place called INARAL?" I ask. "It's clearly a Jungle Island," I add.

He stops and turns around to face me, and I can tell from his furrowed brow that he is not impressed by my outspoken behavior.

He intertwine his fingers behind him and frowns. "It's called The WarMad Island, we just call it INARAL," He corrects in a condescending tone and I know better than to say anything.

I nod and hum.

"Lesson one; Here in INARAL our first priority is to be disciplined and learn something meaningful, you have so much to learn, El-Sah-El," He explains.

I nod my head and salute him mockingly. "Flattery won't get you anyway, El-Sah-El," He replies.

"My name is Cami," I correct him. I just found out that I am the Princess of a whole Planet.... Wait Realm, no planet...realm am not sure. I just found out that I am a Princess and the last thing I want is someone addressing me as a title that am not worthy of.

He scoffs. "You are El-Sah-El Di Hipsodat, daughter of El-Noh-El Di Hipsodat, the granddaughter of El-Di Hipsodat, don't insult your family's name by using your mortal name," He warns.

Gosh! I have so much to learn about my home Planet. I know the important people there prefers to be addressed by their title rather than their given name like Dean's real DiHipian name is Dren, Eric's real name is El-Rik-El or Ulrik and The El Princess is El-Laura-El or Lurytendra. I know El-Gar-El means The Royal Gatekeeper, El-Sah-El means The El Princess, El-Noh-El mean The El Prince and El simply mean royalty like King or Ruler.

"Lesson Two?" I press.

"Never interrupt me when am speaking, I trained your Father, your Grandmother and all others before her," He boast in confidence.

I do not care.

"Mind your thoughts girl, the mind is a very powerful weapon. Come on," He turns away from me and continue walking, I realize that am the only one standing and Damien is nowhere to be found.

"Great. When I asked Damien that I needed space and time to heal and train at the same time, this wasn't what I expected," I voice out as I follow behind Sensei.

"He knows this is exactly what you need and the boy cares for you," He comments and keeps walking.

I roll my eyes and snort. "He doesn't care for me," If it's anything, Damien is just with me because of his protective sense, I still don't know his importance in my life except that he is Dean's son. "He almost pulled my arm out earlier," I remind him or tell him since am not sure if he saw.

"Almost is the key word, he cares for you, he just has a different way of showing it," He replies.

If Damien's way of showing me he cares is pulling out my arm, I think am good.

We walk pass some guys in black and white attire, they bow for Sensei and continue their walk.

I can hear the slash of swords as we approach. Not far from us is a woman dressed in a black leotard, her short hair is packed in a bun and I can tell she is a badass as walk around more than twenty people dressed in white martial arts attire and black belt. She is coaching them.

"Be mindful of your strikes, only a fool will think anger will help. Extend your arm and fight with all your will, let's your body connect with the bleed," She says in a cool tone. That's badass.

Sensei stops and I stop, standing beside him, looking ahead, seeing the people swinging their swords is actually inspiring.

"That is Lady Treta."

Treta?

"Seriously?" These people and weird names.

He ignores me and proceed with what he has to say. "A martial arts grandmaster and one of the most skilled combatant. She is one of the most dangerous woman on earth. She is known to have mastered numerous martial arts," He explained.

I don't understand why he keeps using past tense with her skills.

"Hence her name trouble," Takes a lot of thoughts to finally figure out the true meaning of her name.

"How-" Now I surprised Sensei.

"I know my German," I wink when he tilts his head slightly to my side.

Lady Treta says something in some language and the students stop the training, they bow and leave. Lady Treta turns towards us. She definitely doesn't walk like a swordswoman.

"Master Yu," She bows to Sensei when she reaches our side.

"Lady Treta," He acknowledges and she raises her head and tilts her head to glares at me. "This is Raven Stark, an old friend sent her," He says.

Am just surprised he introduced me as Camille Stark instead of El-Sah-El.

Lady Treta nods without taking her eyes off me. "She can't join my class but I can take her separately," She offers, which I find it weird. She is still glaring at me.

"No need for that Treta. I am training her myself, she's a special one. Am only telling you about her since you'll be seeing her around," He says.

I sigh in relief. Thank God.

She bows her head and turn away from us.

"Interesting," I whisper.

"Am sure you are tired. Come, let me show you where you'll be sleeping."

★†★

My mouth drops open at the sight infront of me, my supposed bedroom. The place looks like it was physically dragged from Germany prison from the 1945, not only is it too big for only me, it doesn't look safe.

The paint on the wall are almost gone from peeling as a result from regular rainfall and the small bed that can't fit my body if I turn, which I do a lot, I love turning when I see. The small bed is on the floor at the corner of the room, there is a small wooden locker at the end of the room and a door that leads to the bathroom, no dresser or rack.

How the hell am I supposed to survive in this place?

Am not sure if the blinds are working.

I turn to Sensei. "Is there not like a better room?"

"No! You came here to learn, start by adapting to your environment. Waking hour is five a.m, don't be late. Well, I'll come get you if you are, I'll give you time to get more familiar with your new sleeping quarter," With that he walks away leaving me with myself.

I sigh and look around, I jump in fright when I see a rat run pass me. That's a first. I can do this. I can't do this. I think as I raise my head and notice cobweb.

With that I scream as loud as I can.

Ohhh fuck my life.

★†★

💗,Milia.