NOT ANY OTHER PREDATOR EITHER.

***The Upper sector of the Outskirts of 'Eclipse of the Ocean', Chingford's Academy..

 Lying on his bed, Navi opens up his sleepy eyes with rays of the morning sun warming up his face in an uncomfortable manner.

The sun is up and like every other day, Navi pushes himself up with the sun rays being an alarm clock that gets him up an hour earlier than others.

Despite his slight exhaustion, Navi doesn't try at all to get back into his half-asleep half-awake state as he immediately uses his bunk ladder to get his feet on the room's cold wooden floor.

"Good morning..", A roommate of Navi's who is also rising up from his bunk greets Navi with a casual smile.

Navi is a bit surprised that someone from his room is already awake at his pace (because his room-mates usually sleeps way longer than he does) but he doesn't show it.

Remembering that today marks the beginning of their first martial holiday provides a good enough excuse for his room-mate's early rising.

"Good morning.", Navi responds to the greeting calmly and politely but without any effort to fake a smile at the stranger whom he just happens to share space with.

The other guy does not seem to mind Navi's cold greetings much as the guy moves out of his bed then towards his cabinet.

Navi also moves up and unlocks his own cabinet before pulling out a completely stuffed up hiking bag, his new and sheathed Claymore sword as well another bag filled with all his other things.

*PANG¡*, Navi locks his cabinet back up.

He puts the hiking bag on his back then secures it in place around his shoulders and waist. After this, he hangs his Claymore sword into the barely noticeable space between his back and the already mounted hiking bag.

"Are you leaving now?.", Navi's early rising room-mate asks with a barely noticable confusion in his tone while Navi gets a little caught off guard by the question.

Although more friendly among themselves, the relationship between himself and his roommates is at most a 'hi and bye' relationship.

They don't talk to him, they don't ask questions or opinions and they say no more than 'Good-day' and 'Goodbye'.

Hearing his new room-mate's question puts Navi off a bit but still he responds politely and calmly although smokes of suspicion couldn't help but surface within him.

"Yes I am.", Navi says calmly without any bit of his suspicion leaking from his tone.

"Don't you plan to take a bath like you always do?.", Navi's suddenly curious room-mate asks a little too casually.

"There's a bath in my house.", Navi calmly responds with his tone closing off the conversation.

He lifts up the last bag with his left hand and then he stands from his formerly squaring position with the total weight of the things he has put on his thirteen-year-old frame fully sinking in.

Navi's suspicion remains faint yet undying towards this short but weird encounter. He is not a believer of coincidences and even if he is, his roommate has let out a slip up in their short conversation.

Navi's room-mates are never awake when he goes through his morning routine so why is this suddenly curious early-bird room-mate of his sounding so sure that Navi takes a shower every morning when the majority of other Martial disciples take a shower only after sets of work-out?.

Unwilling to entertain, the weird situation any longer, Navi soon uses the door. Whatever the case, he wouldn't be seeing his roommates for atleast the next seven days so he should have enough time to prepare for a possible next encounter.

With this thought in mind, Navi slowly makes his way down the flights of the dormitory's stairs with his steps breaking the crisp silence of the early morning. After six small flights of stairs and a short walk, Navi finds his way outside the building.

Standing still, Navi suddenly closes his eyes and takes in a deep and energising breath before breathing out through his mouth. He uses his free hand to touch the teardrop pendant hanging on his neck then he looks up to the still distant sunrise.

 Why does he suddenly feel so mentally heavy today?.

He feels something bad is building up ahead.

Navi gently rubs on his pendant as these thoughts surfaced in his mind. He has got too much on his mind recently, from trying to meditate: to his dreams: to lack of sleep and now this sudden sense of 'bad news'.

All of these things are stacking up fast yet there's no way to handle them at the same rapid pace.

Maybe he should visit his Big Mom(Head Geisha Alicia) during the break, Navi think s to himself. With her, he is atleast sure that even though he wouldn't find every answer, he would atleast find come back with some comfort.

He really should pay his Big Mom a visit though the problem now is that going back to the guest house brings back too much overwhelming memories and emotions. Memories he has shared with his now late mother and Navi is not exactly sure that he's ready to deal with that.

He may not show it like most people do but he's still mourning the tremendous loss everyday. The only difference is that he is prepared and have taught himself to deal with sadness and loss way better that anyone else out there.

With another breath, Navi let's go of his teardrop pendant and then he starts walking. The campus is slightly humid though mostly empty. Keeping a steady pace, it takes Navi over twenty minutes to get to the main gates but Navi eventually reaches there and finds the gates open for all to go in and out as they wish.

Before getting to the gate, a Academy knight approaches Navi and asks him to scan his wooden disciple ID slip in the mouth of a small gorglem. This is of course no problem as soon after, Navi finds himself completely out of the martial environment of Clingford's martial academy.

 On the outside, the streets are still mostly empty with only a few stalls open and a few people walking on the streets due to the early morning.

Gathering his strength, Navi doesn't hesitate any further as he kicks off the journey back to his house.

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The journey back home had taken Navi about an hour but soon, Navi is standing at the base of a familiar and lonely hill with a thin layer of sweat over his skin.

Looking up, Navi can already see a familiar big tree sitting in his compound. A wooden swing hangs off into of the thick branches of the tree while swaying gently to the wind. The sight brings back memories.

At this point in time, the sun is almost fully out. The hill is lonely as usual and the entire area is filled with Navi's second favorite sound,.. Silence.

Despite the lovely loneliness of the area, Navi senses a gaze on him.

 Navi frowns as little he tilts his head back without moving his body,.. No-one seems to be around.

 There's no-one other than himself visible around these uneven areas but Navi doesn't at all plan to let his guard down. His instincts never plays pranks with him so he's very sure about a persistent gaze on him.

 Someone is staring at him and definitely not with good intentions!.

 With this realization, Navi tilts his calm gaze back forward with his thoughts completely separate from his body language as he starts to climb up the slanted hill with the weight of his luggages considerably slowing his pace.

Navi's pace is calm and casual as he soon makes his way all the way to the top of the cliff and back to his compound without much negative or positive thoughts about his stalker.

His vigilance is already up and when you are always ready, there is never truly much to prepare or revise for whoever or whatever pops up.

Finally on the plain top of the hill, Navi drops the bag in his hands to the ground before moving straight to sit by his Mother's lonely grave.

Not much has changed since he has last seen his mother's grave. It has the same tombstone, atmosphere and same flowers around it. It seems like it is all so peacefully yet painfully frozen in time.

Navi sits by his Mother's grave and starts gently rubbing on his pendant. The cold morning breeze rocks through the grave flowers gently as Navi just sits by his mother's side in a very comfortable silence.

With his face towards the rising horizon, Navi sits with a calm face but troubled mind.

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Hours passes by and after the sun has completely risen into its brilliance, Navi finally stands up and goes into his empty house while locking the door behind him.

His house looks exactly as he had left it.. clean, simple and comfortable. From the sitting room couch to the roof pocket, from the open bed to wall bookshelves. Apart from a bit of dust that Navi isn't too comfortable with, nothing has changed.

Navi looks around his house a bit before putting down all his loads as he immediately starts to arrange.

For the next hour, Navi sorts his clothes into the cabinets, replaces the bedsheets and then goes into the bathroom for a cold shower.

The cold water through his ink black hair and over his pale skin gives Navi warm clarity as he looks at his own blurry image in the steamy mirror.

He can feel it in his bones.

 Something isn't right!.

Something bad is coming.

Despite this deeply disturbing instinct spike he has been feeling, Navi's heart isn't racing faster like normal people would have but instead, he could feel each thunderous heartbeat becoming much more powerful, more explosive and more.. complete.

Navi could almost feel the blood racing through his veins and rolling through his tissues and the sensations comes as slightly overwhelming yet intoxicating.

Its a new feeling, one Navi has never truly felt before.

 It's calm excitement, indifference admist explosiveness, and a bit of something very raw and extra,..

Bloodlust!.

Navi's grip on the bathroom's ceramic basin slowly tightens as he stares at his own blurry yet calm reflection in the blurry mirror.

He swipes his palm over the mirror's smooth and cold surface as he stares at his own reflection right in the eye.

His cold orange iris looks a little more lethal for some reason. His wet long hair that's long over due for a trim cast strand like shadows over Navi's pale face thus giving his visuals a spice of cold ferocity.

Navi's brows are as sharp as always with his wet neck showing pale veins that are a bit more visible than they should be. Scenes of his Alternate-self(Ikita Shi) dancing and slashing through the flesh of his enemies in that dark room replays in Navi's head as his throat muscles unconsciously spams up and down.

Someone or something is coming at him.

Stupidity in Navi's own opinion because he is no prey,..

Nor is he any other predator either.

His name is Îgorus Navïælét -Vęr- Firųs,.. last carrier of the Îgorus family name and The only son of the Beautiful Soul 'Geisha Eleanora'.

A son to the unknown rather than a son to nobody,.. a lover of chaos and an embodiment of balance itself!.

Navi stares deeply into his own eyes as he looks at his reflection and then he gives a steamy breath through his mouth before leaving the bathroom with his mind calm yet dark.