As his wards began to arrive, so did Professor Kwan. As she called him out before all of his students, probably thinking so highly of herself and her students, he only lifted his brows.
βI hope you don't plan on removing the invulnerability spells. I will know. I'll be the one setting them.β He had to bite down on his bottom lip to hold back a round of laughter. Who did she think she was, coming up here and telling him how he was going to run
his Arena? Who was she to decide what happened and what did not happen in
his Trials? She was nobody but a faded legend. She thought so highly of herself simply because she was a Jade Child. Pfft! She was too proud of a woman for her own good. He waited until the last of his wards filed in before taking a step forward towards the oriental woman.
βGood guess. Or have you been snooping again, per usual? Why don't you keep that pretty little button nose of yours out of my business. Its
my job and responsibility to prepare these children for the real world. You need to stop coddling them. You think you're helping them by not letting them get hurt? You're only making it worse. If you'd stay the fuck out of my business, maybe your little pet, Miss King would have stood a chance against Divinia. The reason why Circe is undefeated and the reason my students are the strongest is because they don't use my magick in battle. They use their own and build up their own strengths.β His face had grown dark as he now stood centimeters away from her, glaring down at her. βThis Arena will be hexed β Any invulnerability spells or any sort of protection that comes from anyone but the ones competing will automatically be removed and the one who placed them will find themselves with various nasty rashes in places not spoken of in public.β
He smirked and began to walk away, pausing to look over his shoulder at her. βOh β And if any Professors interfere with the Trials, their Coven will be disqualified immediately and banned from the Arena for the remaining school year. I was given reign over the Arena, the Trials, and the Tournaments. Get over it.β Romeo was sure that Kwan always had it out for him ever since he came around; Not like he gave a shit, but the woman was getting on his last fucking nerve. She always had to comment about how good her spells and potions were, making it seem as though she thought herself stronger than he was. But if she was, then she would be the Battle Magick teacher, wouldn't she? Students went to her to learn spells. They went to him to apply and make them stronger.
That being said β Since his arrival to Fae, Circe Coven had quickly made their way to the top. He liked that they were the only students who were excited to fight without aid of Professors rather than whining and complaining that someone could get hurt. Like those damn Merlinites. He was doing them all a favor and preparing them for the real fights that awaited them in life. He refused to coddle his students β They received his praises and rewards only when they did well or proved that they were trying as hard as they could; He loved a kid who always got back up. He left Kwan to steam on her own and opened his arms wide to the wards before him. βIgnoring the ignorance that lies behind us...Let's begin, shall we?β He paused by Xavier and offered a wink, leaning down by his ear. βI feel so loved β Care to show me a little more love at the party tonight?β His fangs brushed gently across Xavier's earlobe before he kissed the student's temple and smirked his way next to Divinia.
The blonde watched as one by one, her fellow Circeans began to show up. Xavier was the first one and he stood by her, receiving a brief hug and a kiss on his cheek. She was about to greet the others who showed up, but Professor Xong decided to show up and make a feeble and short-lived attempt to exert some sort of authority on the Arena and Professor Guarini. As her mentor calmly jumped on the woman's case and put her in place, knocking her down a few pegs, Divinia could only grin. She didn't try to hide it, nor did she try to hide her snickers. The woman deserved it; Romeo didn't barge into her teaching sessions or her stupid little class 'events' and tell her how she should be doing it. Especially not in front of all of her Medea wards. Who the fuck did she think she was? Divinia thought that it was
especially cute that the woman had in her mind that the phrase
...βI'll be setting them.β would be something to deter their plans. Sure, she was a good spell caster. But spells were not the end all be all of magick. Being able to use magick without casting a silly spell was far more powerful as far as Divinia was concerned; there were thousands of humans that could cast various spells, but had no magickal abilities β Like those of the bayou in Louisiana, or the shaman of the African and Aborigine tribes. Many, many humans. With a flick of her wrist, she disregarded the woman and turned her attention to her own mentor who had paused to pay some attention to Xavier. Though there was a light smirk on her face, she did feel a slight pang of jealousy. Though she was quite happy for her lovely little Xavier; He was gay and there just weren't enough guys that were into guys around. She herself frowned upon determining your significant other based upon gender. It was a stupid practice based upon idiocy and religion. Div was also unsure about the rules of monogamy, really. To really think about it, humans were animals as well. All part of nature β And it wasn't natural for animals to have one mate all their life. Except penguins. And she didn't want to be a penguin. Did she? It was a known fact that while she enjoyed a good romp in the sack with Romeo, she was most possessive over her lovely Pippa. More possessive than she had been even with Atreyu; and that was saying something. But Pippa was so much like her, it was so hard for Div
not to love her.
Returning her thoughts to the present, she had Romeo on her right and Xavier on her left. She looked over to Clarity, Aaron, and Azalia. She enjoyed hanging out with Aaron and Clarity, though she wasn't quite as fond of Azalia. Everyone in Circe wasn't just good with Dark Magick; They had the attitude that went along with it. Leo did as well. Azalia...Ugh. She could read ancient texts and charm inanimate objects. She belonged in Medea, really. It was an insult that she was sorted into Circe; Just because she was a crazy over-partying slut who could read the scrolls of ancient witches didn't make her cut out to hang with the best. Divinia was going to get Professor Guarini and her friends in Circe β Which was pretty much everyone but Azalia β to petition switching Azalia and Pippa. Yes, Pippa was her eyes in Medea, but Div could easily coax information from Ever or have her lovely Hecate do some spying. But she refused to let her beloved Coven be disrespected any longer by the presence of the girl. Either the girl had to shape up and show that she was a true Circean, or she could go. βAlright β Let's get this shit done.β Leo was missing, but they'd do fine enough without him. He was probably off sleeping in with some random girl that he had picked up; Divinia didn't bother with him too much.
Clasping her hands together, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
βNo time for the weak.
Protected by those with powers at their peak.
Those spells will unlash.
To be met with a rash.
No patience for the weak.
With their vision so oblique.
Their powers they need to hone.
Only to use an arsenal that is their own.
No place for the weak.
Can't defend themselves, then they're up a creek.β
A spoken spell of her own creation. As her eyes snapped open, they were pitch black. Wisps of shadow licked and rolled from her fingertips, creeping over the rails and soon flying throughout the arena as she worked her own end of the setup. Romeo had already instructed the others that they would be working simple setting changes. It would be no illusion; The Arena would actually shift and change. Why did he need their help when he could have easily done it on his own? Well, how could they interfere if they were as lost on the terrain as the opposing teams? The Arena itself was already charmed so that spectators could pick and choose to see who was where β Like in a FPS game.
"Sorry, I got a bit angry. I--I just couldn't live with myself knowing my idiot self got you hurt." Cheveyo's smile dropped immediately as he moved his arm from around her and instead grabbed her hand. He began to tug her away from the crowd; Like the teachers would care much if they missed the first few hours of classes. They were both good kids in good standing with good grades. So, they'd be fine. He pulled her to a virtually empty courtyard. It was their favorite place to be, under the large oak tree that was in the center of it. Why? Because that's where they first met. She had been sitting under the tree reading when he was jogging past. He had noticed on his jogs before that she was always so alone β Not just there, but in class, eating lunch, and even wandering about. He stopped and sat next to her and introduced himself. Even when she didn't answer him, he still carried on conversation. After that, he'd always sit with or walk with her and rough up anyone who bothered her. After she finally spoke to him, they became best friends and had been ever since. He towed her over to the old oak tree, grabbing her around the waist with powerful hands and lifting her up to set her on the lowest branch that he had used his abilities to shape into a seat for two. He hoisted himself up next to her and turned his body, sitting so that he could face her. βAngel...Don't ever feel sorry about that.β He paused for a few moments, debating with himself mentally. What if he told her how he felt now and she didn't feel the same way and it pushed her away?
But what if she did feel the same? He thought about it and began to weigh the odds. If she didn't feel the same way, he was positive that they would still be able to be friends, though it could be a bit awkward for a while. But their friendship would survive. And if she did feel the same way...? That would be so beyond amazing. But he decided to do what he needed to do now β He couldn't bear to keep it inside any longer and if he had to watch guys hit on her at Ethan's party tonight...He might snap.
He finally looked into her eyes and placed a hand on the side of her face, stroking her cheek with his thumb. βI would take a thousand years of beatings and pure torture from that insane bitch if it meant that you could be safe and happy.β He didn't say anything about Professor Guarini because he knew the true intentions behind the man's actions, saw the logic, and respected it. He wasn't as evil as many thought him to be, though they weren't easily swayed. βAmarina Yani King. You have absolutely no fucking idea how much I love and care for you. If I would have died that day protecting you, I would have died happy knowing that at least I tried. And my spirit would stay with you always.β He felt like he was rambling now, but every sentence that came out was all truth. βYou're my heart and my world, Rina. I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you. You mean more to me than anything and anyone else in this world. Maybe with the exception of Heath, but that's a total given. And I know that I don't have exactly the cleanest slate when it comes to my reputation around here, but I want to change that. I want to settle down. This past entire year, I haven't even gone to a single party. I haven't kissed anyone. I haven't had sex. I barely do anything outside of studying, working out, practicing, and hanging out with you. I'm sure that you already know, but I'm the one that's been leaving you breakfast and a lily every morning.β He grinned sheepishly. βA white lily means 'I am worthy of you'. Amarina β I hold you when you're hurt and brush your tears away. I'm always the one to nurse you back to health when you feel like shit. You know that I would literally do anything for you just to make you crack a smile. I...just. I don't know.β
His mind went blank at that moment and he wasn't sure how to sum up his thoughts. He was breathing heavily and his sweat was now coming from nervousness rather than from his workout. Hid heart was racing as he gazed deeply into her eyes. βI love you, Angel.β Without really thinking about it, he slipped his free hand around her waist and pulled her a bit closer before closing his eyes and leaning in. He captured her lips with his own soft ones and kissed her with more love and passion than he had kissed anyone in his life.