225 Days Until the Examinations of The Uncertain End (part 1)
Zeydar spun his staff around having what he could only describe as fun. Out of all the practical tests, the full force final practical was the easiest. He had always known it would be the easiest, but this was downright comical. Or perhaps it was too easy from the way that the world moved in color before him, slightly different hues and distinct variations to the colors where magic was coming. He did not know what all of them meant, was not sure he wanted to, but it and the whisper against his skin told him what was coming, from where, and when. He defended, and destroyed targets with the specialty they had given him, a specialty that he was almost convinced to drop as he could do much more and show off far more, but did not.
The magic would not control him, no matter how much it wanted him to use it.
In his head he sang himself a birthday song. Thousands of eyes were watching the practice field as he moved upon it. His legs were weak and tired, his body sore and aching, but the magic balanced him, guided him, taught him how to move within it. And so his movements were fluid, connected, perfected. His skin crawled, his body was drenched in sweat, and he felt all too cold, his eyes were clouded. He felt shakes over come him and a desire to throw up, but then his body would stop sweating and would feel warmer, would stabilize and would begin its flip. He could see without needing to see, and he needed to. The magic was compensating for his lack of Dreams to control it, and everything was only getting that much worse. Soon the sweet balance would be lost and he’d be overwhelmed.
226 Days Until Justice And The Uncertain End (part 3)
Zeydar stretched, eyes foggy, and mind as clear as it could be after the amount of tests he had been through. His thought process was shot, in truth. Words were starting to fold together and concepts blending to mush. His body was crying for rest, and all Zeydar knew was that he could not let it. How many hours had it been?
“Completed?” Superior Owen asked, not giving Zeydar much room to breathe.
“Yes.” Zeydar pushed the booklet aside. Magic identification, had not been all too difficult of an exam, but it made his eyes hurt from looking at all the video clips, images, plants, and otherwise, over and over again trying to identify even the slightest different between the spells. Then he had to give the spell words and principal, which was not on the initial tests as he remembered. Not that it mattered. He could do it — no, he had to do it.
226 Days Until Justice And The Uncertain End (part 2)
Heia looked over the figures of her family, working hard and training skills they had not used in the past. The triplets were moving the best with the weapons, having been working with them for far longer. Kony still was not sure about magic, not that any of them knew how to train him in magic. He looked to the broken staff in his hands like the relic it was, trying something. Anything. Failing every time.
“What’s on your mind?” Andre asked her as he took a break.
“Nothing really.” Heia answered. It was odd to think that just a bit ago they were at home, struggling to survive and now they had clothes, a safe place to sleep, were well fed, and could train in this way without any fears. It was unfortunate with how much the Circles and Stars took for granted, and only made her hate them worse for the fact that they partied and acted as if the world wasn’t falling apart outside.
226 Days Until Justice And The Uncertain End (part 1)
So this is how they wish to crush me? Zeydar understood as he looked over his testing schedule for Superior exams. All his exams were held within hours of each other, physical, practical, written, verbal, different subjects, and of all types, stacked on to each other. Where as in the past, the exams took place over the course of days with breaks between. This examination period was over the course of a little more than seventy-two hours.
How long would it take for them to grade the tests? All too long. They’d say they needed more time to get through them all. Since they did his schedule in three days, tradition would not follow. Traditionally, the last exam was taken as the others were being completed for grading. At most, they would need five days to grade, Zeydar knew this, but he also knew they’d try to sabotage him.
227 Days Until Wishes And the Uncertain End (part 3)
Zeydar sat with his head hanging low. Exams began within twenty-four hours and as prepared as he was for them, he was not ready. He was ready for the exams. He knew all the content, better than any other graduate before him. He knew all the content on a level higher than the test would test. It was the idea that he was finally going to be able to take the exams fairly that was starting to land.
How could they ruin this for him?
The ever present question continued to circle in his head as he sat in the library rereading the same sentence twenty times. How were the Superiors going to make him fail? What sort of tricks would they employ? How would they sabotage him? What if they didn’t and he just wasn’t good enough? What if he actually failed?
227 Days Until Wishes And the Uncertain End (part 2)
Heia walked into Esthaisia’s office finding Europa, and Evester already sitting. She felt her heart leap from her chest having only expected Evester to be there. In a way she wanted to glare at Endwin who had said that Evester had asked for her. In other ways she knew that she may not have wanted to go had Endwin said the whole truth.
“Endwin shut the door.” Estastia directed Heia to take a seat next to Evester who was sitting in Circle clothes all black, but formal. He wore no face disguise, dressed as himself and clearly uncomfortable. Heia took the seat, trying to keep whatever she had left of her nerves, from spilling out in words before rational thought.
“You finished reading then?” Evester began the conversation as Endwin went to where he was to stand. “Endwin and Europa?”
“They will read what I give them.” His mother placed a sheet of paper before her, carefully stacking the papers and keeping her eyes level. “As I figure, you will answer what you will to me.”
“Anything that doesn’t hinder my path to stop the Uncertain End.” Evester agreed.
227 Days Until Wishes And the Uncertain End (Part 1)
Evester sat at his desk looking at his computer that he had not turned on in months. His phone remained blank. His brother had yet to get back to him, and the plot to get out of Valaria quickly was fading daily. If they staid for too long…
“Staring at it won’t turn it on.” Endwin’s voice came from the doorway to his room, open because Evester was not used to closed doors. Not anymore. Not unless he was sleeping. When he was awake, he had to be prepared for the worst.
“I wasn’t planning to turn it on.” Evester turned from the computer, to face his brother.
“Then why sit there? Or were you were hoping to get information by getting into my phone?”
“Why did you come Endwin?” Evester cut to the chase, knowing full well that his brother did not know the full extent of what Evester could do. Electronics were not his strong suit and he would not crack into Endwin’s personal accounts.
“Graceon said Hester got in contact with May.” Endwin leaned against the door. This was their confirmation for their in. “We will get a time soon.”
“Have you met May?” It was now time to learn everything he could about everyone they’d be interacting with. Self preservation for he and Heiphillia came first.
“She’s a Military Magician, I haven’t wanted to.”
“But we will be getting access.”
“Five day’s from now.”
“What? Why so long?” Five day’s was pushing the timeline. They still had to convince Zeydar. They had to escape. If they waited too long, they’d be here for…
“Star campus is closing.” Endwin stood up straight.
Closing? Evester had never heard of Star Campus closing. The way that Endwin said it told Evester that Endwin didn’t mean limiting more than it already was. “Why?”
Final exams never closed Star Campus. It must have been a new implementation after Arcadia. It would put us off on our time, by a wide margin. Evester wasn’t sure that there was a way to bypass the rules. He wasn’t sure that there was a way to get away quickly enough to make the warning outside of their control. They could not be in Valaria twenty days from then.
“You knew him? You didn’t tell me that.” Endwin walked into the room, confronting Evester this time.
“Graceon told you?” Evester pushed away from his desk a bit more.
“He knew you Evester, not this persona.” Endwin wove his hand up and down directed at Evester.
“I didn’t realize I knew him until too late.”
“You aren’t afraid that he’ll rat you out?”
Honestly, Evester had thought about it. He figured that since the cops had not showed up within the last day that Zeydar had told no one. Still, he left his door open and bag packed ready to flee with only Heiphillia. “No.”
“I’m a super celebrity, you wouldn’t even understand.” Evester joked back. Endwin had rolled his eyes at his friends reaction to Evester’s name. Evester figured his brother was over the celebrity status that Evester held, irritated with it more like. “Once May gets us that pass tell me.”
“You have faith that it’ll happen fast?”
Evester had faith that Zeydar would put a word in for her and her friends. Evester wanted to believe that things would work out, for once. Even if the fact that the person he was hunting for was a Dreams addict. Even if that Dreams addict told him to stay away.
“Evester.” Europa called from down the hall. “Mother would like to talk to you.”
It was time. His mother would have finished her read through of the notes. Evester stood and met Endwin at the door. “Endwin can you get Heia?”
“You are bringing her to meet with mother as well?”
“Is that not a better decision?” Heiphillia was a part of plan and she should be there with him, or at least that’s what Evester figured. He doubted she would want to be there. It didn’t matter, she needed to be.
And, in a way, he wanted her there.
Evester headed down the hall towards his mother’s office, knowing that more that two pairs of eyes watched him.
228 Days Until Connection and the Uncertain End (Part 2)
Heia slammed open Evester’s door, expecting him to be passed out on his bed. She aimed for the sound to be disarming, deafening, loud enough to wake even the deepest of sleepers. Instead she found him sitting at his window still, phone in hand and a cocked brow towards her and the noise she had created.
“Way to make an entrance Heia.” Evester let his phone take his attention once more.
Perhaps he hadn’t taken as much of the drug as she thought. Or perhaps he was still Dreaming and to ruin his high would be horrible. She was not sure, so she tried to contain herself. “Did we get all the information or not?”
229 Days Until Celebration and the Uncertain End (Part 6)
The After Party was particularly boring sober. Buzz gone, Evester was simply tired. He wanted to go home, and away from this nonsense. There was nothing keeping him here other than the will and motivation to find his target, and even that will was dwindling as he listened to the drabble of the upperclass conversations
229 Days Until Celebration and the Uncertain End (Part 5)
The invitation for “Aether” was extended after a few minutes of talking back and forth. They had only planned to invite Aether, but EverDanger had been able to convince the hosts to invite Heia and her family through a bit of sweet talking and lies.
They moved in different groups. Some were headed to the after party in personal transport and others on the rails. Heia, her family, Evester, EverDanger, and the high classed Circles were in the house owner’s party bus heading back to the mansion that belonged to the Phyn family. The house was about the same of Evester’s massive mansion, with a yard that traveled over for what seemed like forever, leading them to a house in the center. They moved through the trees and the grass fields to the house. Cloud cities were monstrosities in the sky, but the fact that the high classed Circles had such large mansions bothered Heia. It was such a waste of space. So many families and homes could sit on the land. So many more people could live in the city.