IX | To Reap His Nine Tails

Persephone's point of view

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"Can we go together?" Apollo asked me on the phone.

"Nope," I hang up on his face.

Hah, I love doing this. It's not that I don't think it would be cool to go to class with my twins, it's just that the biggest slice of students in the campus are scared of me and always uncomfortable when I'm near them. My brother are both social butterfly surrounded by those followers of them, and I don't want to shoo them away just by being there.

Most people forget I'm part of the trio and act as if Apollo and Atlas were twins instead, which might potentially be 'cause we don't look much alike at all. I get it, but it's annoying. And as they are clueless about this, I don't want to tell them directly 'cause they will feel bad for making me uncomfortable.

So, I pushed them away. Again.

They deserve more than the bad kind of attention I attract.

The blame is on me. I'm the rude arse who made everyone scared of me, and of how aggressive I act sometimes. Plus my animosity with the arch-demons. It's understandable. I wouldn't like me either if I were them. I can be a bitch.

Now, the girls are always around me, but keeping their distance. Which I think, must be 'cause they may despise my company and presence, but they know I wont let anyone mess with my academy sisters even if we weren't close. It's also clever to be near me, since I'm their Captain and we are a small sisterhood, and on the top against all the other nine.

Loki's situation is similar, though he is friends with all his 10 brothers. All 'cause he keeps mimicking me. In fact, now that we'll be studying together, in all advanced subjects, I need to keep that fox away from me. He tends to step out of his place quite constantly, and it's getting on my last bloody nerves.

Taking my phone again, as I drank my mix of oat milk, strawberry, and AB+ blood that I got on the private blood bank of the academy, I opened the group chat Adeline, the vice-Captain, top 5 of the Sky-Eden, made with me on. In which they only talk when I talk, so, it's definitely a secondary group for them.

─ Tartarus Sisters *crescent moon emoji*

Me: Morning,

Me: I need you to seat around me in all classes from now on,

Me: I'll seat on my usual place at the last right seat of he first roll.

Me: I want to avoid fire fox and winged horns from sitting next to me.

Me: Adeline will seat on my left.

Me: Emery will seat behind me.

Me: Makayla will seat behind Adeline.

Me: Aaliyah will seat on Adeline's left.

Me: Stella will seat behind Aaliyah.

Me: Æva will seat behind Emery.

Me: The other four can seat around us or anywhere else.

Me: I'll only need six of you shielding me from those arseholes.

Me: Are we understood?

It's easier having only the three vampires and three dragon girls with me.

I'm not really good at talking like this, informally, so maybe I may sound kind of awkward to them. But it is what it is, and as Middle of the Night by Elley Duhé played on the speaker of my iPad, I stared at my phone screen as all of them saw my texts at the same time. And after a second, Adeline began to type.

Adeline: Understood, Captain.

Anna-Charlotte: Uh, can we all surround you then?

Nyssa: Yes, cap, let's us all stick together.

Chen Liling; The others will probably do the same.

Solana: Pride-Niklaus definitely will.

Ugh. "Why does she has to mention that jerk at this hour?"

Anna-Charlotte: Can you pick our places with the girls?

"Aye. If that's what they want," I took a long sip of my shake.

Me: Anna-Charlotte seats behind Makayla.

Me: Nyssa seats behind Stella.

Me: Liling seats on Aaliyah's left.

Me: Solana seats behind Che Liling.

Chen Liling: Will we all go together then?

Stella: Yes, to pick our seats.

"Uh? Going with them? They would absolutely hate that, so, no."

Me: No need.

Me: I'll hold your places with magic.

Me: No one will get them, but arrive there soon.

Me: I'll be out in one minute.

Makayla: We made lemon pie, Captain.

Me: Leave a slice for me near the penthouse door.

Me: I ate already.

Me: Thank you for the consideration, regardless.

Closing the group chat, I put my phone back on my pocket, changed my shirt to one that covers everything and my neck, and put on my gloves, all with magic. Then, I picked the 3L ice crystal bottle I filed with my cocktail of AB+ blood, strawberry, vodka, lemonade, and two spoonful of milk jam to sweeten it, put my iPad and pen on my black bag, with a small metallic box of blood gums, my crimson red headphones and teleported myself to the auditorium.

Sky-Eden has seven wardens, who help the Headmasters rule in here and take care of all the students. The dark witch Samira Gilani, the vampire Pedro Paulo Abril, the she-wolf shifter Rosa Orlandi, the male dragon Geun Kyung-chul, the archangel Lidia Esinencu, the male demon Keith Wilson, and the nine-tailed fox Rebecca Dufour. They are designated to take care of the four last years.

Samira alone takes care of the freshman, and she took care of us past year. Pedro and Lidia take care of the sophomores, Kyung-chul and Rosa of the juniors, while Keith and Rebecca take on the seniors. And they are all in front of me.

Three of them don't like me at all, four of them do. That's why I always tend to avoid Keith, Lidia, and Rosa, and I was thankful for not being under them last year, though now and on the two years that are yet to come I won't be so lucky. I can take on a warden, but I would rather not do so. My father always told me that when I reached the last four years, I should avoid the wardens 'cause they are all problem.

But what can I do if they don't fucking avoid me?

And I need to get to Pedro and Lidia 'cause they are the ones who give us our schedules. The way she's staring at me, though? Not good. Not good at all.

"Princess," Pedro made a respectful mention as I walked to him.

"Walking-disaster," Lidia purred mockingly.

Winged whore. "Morning, warden Abril," I ignored her completely and only focused on him, as I handed him my iPad open. "Shall we get done with the most infuriating schedule of my academic life?"

He grinned, "Unease?"

"She's never unease." When my bones shivered inside me and all of the hairs in my body came up, I knew exactly who was behind me without even looking at him. Not to mention that he's the only arsehole who's shadow towers over me like this. Humiliating. "Scarlet's calculated and manipulative. Uneasiness isn't a word that suits her at all, warden Pedro," his words were heavy with poison. "Good morning, warden Lidia."

Why is he taking softly to her? I feel nauseous. "The only thing I am being calculated about is how I will murder you, your sister, and that slut you call mother, Pride-Niklaus!" I scoffed without sparing him a glance. "I'll murder her the same way she murdered my mom," then I stared at warden Pedro. "Thank for the help."

"Fanged slut," Lidia hissed at me.

I glared at her from head to toe in the most condescending manner I could manage, and smirked, "Said the winged whore!" I let it out and opened a portal to my first class before she could snap.

As soon as I got to the Advanced Physics of Space and Time class, which is tutored by a three thousand years old female cyclop called Ophelia Hrisoverghi, who's 2.70m tall, ashen pale skin, long curly lavander hair, a silver eye, and a curvy body with huge breasts and thick thighs; the girls all popped up at once.

"Finally," huff, "we," huff, "are," huff, "here!" Anna-Charlotte panted.

"You can't even handle some fading, babe," Stella giggled, putting the elf down and holding her by her waist possessively. "But you will get used to it with time," she kissed Anna's lips softly and I looked away.

They must have started dating on winter vacation. None of my business.

"Follow the plan," it was all I said before fading to my chosen seat and the girls quickly followed my lead. It'll be a bit weird since I've never sat with them, but maybe if we don't to talk with each other, we can make it work.

Slowly, the students of the top 50 began to fill the wide classroom, all sitting together in their lil bunches, each house with each other, and only mine fully here. The last ones to come were Pride-Niklaus and the other so called deadly sins, and my brothers with their respective two best friends.

"Aye, this ain't fair," Apollo growled coming to my direction. "We wanted to sit with you, Persephone. Can't you tell those girls to back away and open space for us?"

"Me too," Loki popped up.

"Absolutely not!" I said blankly.

"Come on, pretty Calli," Loki tried.

I glared at him disgusted, "If you keep calling me that, I will make you a target and reap all of your nine bloody tails, fox."

"Lovely. I'll be glad to have your hands on me, no matter the reason. Even if it's because you're trying to kill me. It's still a wonder. I'm still attracted to you, Calli," he winked.

Disgusting piece of shite. "I ain't ever touching my holy hands on your filthy body, fox. Dream on. And if you try anything, I will mutilate both of your hands and slap the hell out of your dirty face with it as you bleed out."

"So aggressive, Scarlet," Pride-Niklaus purred butting in.

I glared at him but said nothing, then I turned to my brothers. "We spent the entire vacation together, and you already spend five hours with me yesterday. That's enough. I was born with you, I don't need to be with you all the time. Sit with your lil friends. We are in Sky-Eden to study not to chitchat. If you want to talk, we can do it at any time except in class."

"But," my siblings tried pouting.

"No buts. You need to focus on your studies and so do I." Better not to look at their faces right now, 'cause I can feel that they have that puss-in-boots look on and I can't stay freaking firm when they do that. Call it an older sister weak heart if you want. "Seat elsewhere, professor Ophelia Hrisoverghi will be in class in a minute, and you better be sat down when she comes."

She into memory-torturing the disobeying students. I learned it last year.

Been there, gone through that, have no desire of suffering that again.

Thank Gods' we were alone when she did that to me, and thank Gods her kin is allied to my dad.

One time was enough for me to never want to mess with that cyclop again. With cyclops in general. Having the traumatizing memories I have? Bloody hell no, fucking-thank-you. I'm glad all the cyclop students in Sky-Eden are too scared of me to notice I'm scared of them, or I would definitely me in for a nightmare.