A TALE OF TWO SIBLINGS I

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Alex ran into the elders' hallway searching for elder Julius' quarter but couldn't find it, he was in such a hurry that he barged into another student that was coming out of his elder's quarters. The kid didn't seem to be a happy one, he casted a pissed look at Alex and waved his hand dismissively and that sent Alex flying somehow.

Luckily for Alex, there was a door to break his fall before he hit the ground. As he hit the door, it broke open and he landed inside the room. He was about to go after the kid and vent his anger on him when he realized he just crashed into the room he was looking for, he hurriedly closed the door and ran to Elder Julius' study. The old man had to Alex he loved reading and that he was in his study most times.

On getting there, he found him sleeping with a book in his hand. He would have loved to sit and laugh a little about Elder Julius' sleeping position but he was in a hurry and the snoring irritated him, " elder Julius, elder Julius!" he shouted but the old man just kept on sleeping. Seeing no other option, Alex banged hard on the table startling Julius out of his sleep.

"Elder Julius, Cynthia is in trouble. I can feel it" he said worriedly.

"So that's the reason you banged my table like that?" Elder Julius asked looking angry.

Alex didn't want to cause any argument that would deny him access to his sister so he apologized for the second time that, he felt irritated when he thought if that and his facial expression showed it.

" Why did you twitch your face like that, do I stink?" Elder Julius asked sarcastically, he was intentionally annoying Alex.

" No sir you don't, please can I get the disappearing talisman you spoke about ealier? It's very urgent." Alex was becoming serious, he could feel the connection he felt earlier becoming weaker and weaker.

Julius smiled and tossed a brown paper tied to a necklace to him, " here you go, when you're back I have a two hour lecture for you"

Alex didn't reply him, he just wore the necklace and teleported out of the room.

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Cynthia shivered slightly as she recalled her experience with Harry, she remembered how scared she was when he dragged her into her sub conscious and how he had possessed her. She knew he would definitely make her hurt someone and she feared for that, she didn't want to hurt anyone even the slightest bit whether consciously or unconsciously.

As she pondered that, she felt the aura become stronger and she unintentionally raised her hand. Deep down, she could hear Harry chuckle with satisfaction. He was having so much fun at her expense and it pained her so much, she felt her energy levels increase so much she thought she'd explode.

' You see Cynthia, I was wondering how you were chosen to be a protector with how soft your heart is and how unwilling you are to accept your true nature, the nature of a protector. But these past few hours I've been in your mind gave me my answer'.

" What do you mean by the true nature of a protector? " Cynthia blurted out, there was no ounce of calmness in her tone.

'You see dear Cynthia, when a pride gets attacked by a Lion from outside the pride, it's the job of the alpha male to protect its pride by any means. Including killing the attacker, this can be applied to a protector too. You have a very violent nature deep down but you're burying it and it will eat you up slowly'. Light shone on her mirror and a large sword appeared in it, the sword and facial features, it smirked evilly at Cynthia 'be like your brother, he's accepted that side of him and soon he'll be miles ahead of you. The quicker you help me achieve my aim, the quicker you move on with your life and re unite with your brother'.

As Harry spoke of her brother, Cynthia suddenly realized she hadn't seen him since she woke up and he hadn't come looking for her either. She suddenly sprang up from her bed, ignoring the talking sword in the mirror. She hadn't gone far when she heard a loud sound in her head, it sounded like a jangle of metals, so many of them at once. Cynthia was almost going crazy, to make matters even worse, Harry unleashed his cold aura worsening the effect of the metallic sensation in her head. ' You dare ignore me when I speak?' Harry shouted in annoyance, his voice was hoarse like he was intoxicated by some kind of drug. Cynthia was in immense pain she couldn't stop screaming or even even help herself off the ground.

She crawled towards the bathroom amidst sobs to get water over her face, and to at least gain some consciousness. As she got to the door, she froze on the spot. She thought Thibaut was in her room when she left but there he was looking more than half dead, a sword coming out of his thigh and his eyes dark like there was no life left in them.

As soon as he noticed her, he raised his head and gave her a weak smile.

Multi colored mist was coming out of his body proving his condition unstable, he coughed slightly as he tried to talk. Tears were flowing freely from Cynthia's eyes as she watched him, it pained her even more that she couldn't help after all that he had done for her and he brother. " Cynthia... you must r-remember, the key.., the Key it's inside of you" he said finally and his eyes were shut.

Cynthia was still for about a minute after Thibaut kicked the big metal bucket and hurt himself, for a minute she felt her entire being tense up.

Cynthia stood up from the ground like a villain from a horror movie, she couldn't feel the pain anymore. Her eyes turned a bright silver and so did her hair, ' stop it! stop it right now!' Harry shouted. He couldn't do anything to stop it because even she wasn't in control of it but he knew if he let her pure energy burst, he'd burst out along with it and he wasn't sure he'd be okay after that so he couldn't let her finish.

As Cynthia was charging up her pure energy pure energy, she began hearing the metal sounds again but this time in a different way. It was like the sound of metals against a concrete surface and yes it sounded right in her head, her pure energy became unstable and the light in her eyes began to fluctuate. She fell back on her knees, weak as before. She didn't even have the strength to cry anymore and the tears seemed tired also, she just felt the pain and she couldn't let it out.

Where she knelt, several swords of different sizes started bursting out of the ground. Cynthia managed to jump out of the way of one sword that was headed for her chest, and another that was about to burst out of the exact spot her right hand was. As she made to turn away from the position, she felt something behind her. She turned slowly, not because of the scare but because she couldn't move any faster in her present condition. From the corner of her eyes she could see a very large sword, it looked like the one from the mirror back in her room and it was aiming for her spine.

Cynthia was paralyzed on the spot. This time, the tears obliged. She didn't ever imagine dying like this. Before she discovered she was a protector, she had imagined a peaceful death, growing old, and dying in her sleep right after a hot cup of coffee. But after gaining her powers and understanding that soon she'd be immortal, she gave up the idea of death and honestly, she always feared death since the death of her parents. It was the second time she was near death in a short while and she thought this really was the end .

After a few seconds of waiting, she didn't feel the touch of the sword. Harry did know how to torture her, " just get this over with you monster!" Cynthia shouted amidst sobs, and that was when she felt the cold metal on her neck. She looked up behind her and saw a large metallic humanoid made out of all the swords that came out of the ground. It was holding the large sword from before and was pointing it down at Cynthia's neck, just as it was about to press it into her flesh, two red energy balls came crashing into it in succession completely tearing it apart.

Cynthia looked up to the person that just saved her " A-lex, you're here. Thi-baut he's in th-e th-e bathroom, he's dy..." she managed to say as she lost consciousness.

Alex hurriedly carried her to Thibaut's lab, placed her on a table that served as a stretcher and went for Thibaut.

On getting to the bathroom, he met Thibaut sitting with his back against the wall. A sword was in the ground beside him and he had pieces of clothing around the injured parts, multi colored mist still escaped from the clothings in little bits. " Alex you're back" he said softly as Alex helped him to the lab.