After classes aryan was reutning to his room he hear a girl voice
"What the... hell's wrong with you!" Layla managed to groan out.
"Hey Vorden, I think you're hurting her?" Peter said quietly.
Vorden suddenly started pressing against her throat even harder, Layla was struggling with all her might to get air and if she didn't do anything soon, she was worried she might pass out.
"The little one didn't like you, and the other one told me not to get involved, but in the end, I'm always the one that has to deal with things," Vorden said.
Layla's face started to turn a bright red, the veins on her neck were popping threatening to explode as she struggled to breathe.
"Hey! Seriously Vorden you're going too far!" Peter shouted.
"Shut up!" Vorden shouted as he turned to look at Peter. "My name is not Vorden either!!"
That's when Layla saw her opportunity, the grip around her neck loosened a little as Vorden was distracted. She reached down into her quiver that was attached to her waist and pulled out one of her arrows. Then proceeded to stab the arrow into the top part of Vorden's thigh.
"Arghh!" Vorden cried as he flinched at let go of Layla.
Layla then quickly pulled out another arrow with her telekinesis ability and hovered it right in front of Vorden's face.
"Don't you dare move, you psycho!" Said Layla, "I swear if you do, I will not hesitate to shove this arrow right in your head."
Peter started to panic at the situation that was happening in front of him. There was no way he could jump in the middle of these to, he was too scared of getting hurt himself.
"I don't even know why Quinn asked me to look out for you, if you ask me, his better off without someone like you."
"Wait, Quinn really said that," Vorden said in a gentle tone. "Look, I'm sorry about what just happened but I just want to know what happened to Quinn."
As Vorden said these words his eyebrows were slightly twitching. His personality had taken a complete 180 turn and Layla didn't what to make of it. For some reason, something was telling her that this boy was dangerous and if she could she would have nothing to do with him.
But right now, she needed to find Quinn, who knew if he was going on another rampage right now. She was the only one that knew Quinn's secret and Quinn needed her.
"It was just an accident at the combat classes today." Said Layla, "He wasn't at the medical bay so I thought he was in his room but it looks like he already left. I wouldn't worry about it."
Layla then recalled her arrow back into her quiver and walked out of the room in a rush. Then as soon as she left Vorden lifted the arrow out of his leg with the copied telekinesis ability and threw the arrow to one side.
"Hey are you alright man, you kinda acting a little strange there?" Peter asked.
"Yeah I'm fine," Vorden said.
"She's lying to you, did you see how she rushed off like that something's up, let's follow her.".
"Or we could try asking the other students who were in the same combat classes as Quinn, they might be able to tell us who did this to him."
"Oh, payback I like it, and then on the way back maybe that pretty girl can get into an accident."
"No, I told you she's just Quinn's friend, can't you see she's just as worried about Quinn as we are. She's a good person."
"Well, I don't like her."
"I agree, we should get rid of her."
"Err Vorden are you okay?" Peter asked again. "You've been standing there looking at the floor for a while now.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I just need to head off to the doctor's office get this wound checked out on my leg. I'll be back when I can.". Vordan said as he left the room and headed outside.
He does not interefere in the fight .
After some days something again happening in the assembly hall,
Finally, the first-year students had gathered in the assembly hall as asked. There was chatter amongst themselves as there seemed to be no sign of any teachers and only the second-year students. It was easy to tell the difference between years with students, as there was a rank embed on their shirt that told the difference.
"Is everyone here?" Momo Asked.
"Yes, everyone from Del's class and the weapon's combat class should be here."
"Let's start the show then."
At that moment Momo pulled a piece of string pulling back the curtains reviling what was behind them. As the curtains were drawn, a badly beaten up Vorden was on display, tied to a large wooden plank.
Just then several of the second-year students pulled out carts that seemed to be filled with large black circular stones. Momo picked up one of the round balls and held it in his hand.
"This here is a metal ball that had been embedded with the power of a beast crystal." Said Momo, "When the earth had found a way to mix the beast crystal with our own weapons, it was a turning point in the war, but what they don't teach you as first years, is that beast weapons need to be activated with your ability. Once activated they can give out extra power. The higher the beast crystal used to make the weapon, the higher the power."
Quinn watching the whole thing couldn't help but look at the badly beaten up Vorden. He was wondering how on earth Momo could stand there and talk so casually as if he was giving a presentation to the whole class.
"So us second years have decided to give you from the beast weapons class and some of you other first-year students a shortcut. Today we will show you how to activate a beast weapon using these balls."
That's when a first-year student raised his hand to ask a question.
"Um excuse me, but does any of the teachers know about this?"
For a moment there was silence, even the first years couldn't believe why someone would ask that in this situation. It was obvious that this was being done behind the teacher's backs.
Then a second-year student had come from the side of the assembly hall and immediately punched the student who asked the question in the face. The second-year student repeatedly punched the person until he eventually passed out.
"Are there any more questions?" Momo asked.
The first-year students stood there silent in fear. They didn't want to say anything especially after they had seen what happened to the boy who had just asked a question.
"Good." Momo said before continuing, "Now to explain, these beast stones here were made with the purpose to help you activate your equipment so, to be honest, they're quite useless but they are handy for demonstrating. Just like when you activate your ability in your body, you need to concentrate on the ball in front of you. Think of it as a part of your body and focus your ability on it."
The stone ball being held in Momo's hand suddenly went from a black to a green colour.
"Now usually your weapons wouldn't change colour when activated but as I said earlier these balls are you just for the sake of helping you learn how to activate your weapons. Once the colour has changed that means it has been activated and its strength has increased. Now today we will be practising, target hitting."
The second-year students then moved Vorden down from the stage and onto the floor with the other first-year students.
"The bored here is special you see, even a bullet wouldn't be able to penetrate through it, only the power of a beast weapon can, so today's lesson is to throw the ball and hit the target. Simple right?"
"What, is this really allowed?"
"Won't we get into trouble for doing something like this."
"What do you mean, the teachers don't care when we got beat before why would they care about something like this now. The second years are doing this only because they know they can get away with it. They have been here longer than us."
Momo started to look at the crowd, when his eyes finally had met with Quinn's.
"Oh, I almost forgot, the crazy boy here has been targeting us second years one by one, thinking we wouldn't notice. Not only did he not head our warning but he completely ignored it and came after us. We dealt with him in this very hall back then but he still didn't listen. Now, this is a warning to you all. This is what happens to those who try to disrupt the flow in school."
The second years then poured out the crates of black beast stones and they all fell out and rolled onto the ground floor. There were more than enough stones there for each student to throw at least one ball at Vorden.
"Now who wants to go first." One of the second students said. "Hurry now if no one want's to volunteer then I will just have to pick one of you."
As expected not a single person had volunteered. The students were cruel to those who were weaker to them but not like this. Usually, it would be a case of just better treatment but it seemed like the second years were targeting Vorden. Whatever Vorden had done, he really had annoyed them.
"Alright then, you the girl with the brown hair, you go first." The second-year student said as he put one of the balls in her hand.
"I... I can't," She said.
"Really, well if you can't then why don't we place you on the bored instead?"
The girl's face suddenly sunk. She was only a level 2 ability user and she had taken her fair share of punishment but this seemed too much and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of it.
The girl then started to look to around her side to see if anyone, a single person would stand up for her, but they all looked away trying to avoid eye contact.
"Good, you know what to do now right?"
As the girl looked at the ball in her hand she started to concentrate. The ball then started to light up the faintest shade of green possible.
"To be expected of only a level 2 user, a weak colour. Oh well, not to worry, if you throw hard enough the ball will still hit its target so don't worry. Now if you hit the boy on the board, we will give you a perfect score."
The female hesitated for a bit as she closed her eyes.
"Throw it!" the boy said.
Knowing that she could delay it no longer. she threw the ball with all her strength, however, the ball was heavy and managed to just fall short of where Vorden was, not even reaching him.
Get out of here." The boy said and the female quickly left. "Next!"
The next student was a male, he had the ability level of 2.5 but when he held the ball it managed to change in colour more activating the beast core's powers. Unlike the female, the boy didn't hesitate as much, as he had much time to think about what he needed to do.
He threw the ball hard and the ball managed to hit Vorden straight in the stomach. The impact was hard and Vorden, coughed out blood over the floor.
"You see that, now that was perfect, that is exactly how everyone should throw the ball."
Layla and Quinn had been at the back this whole time watching everything. As they were one of the last ones to enter the room and even though Layla had her grudges against Vorden, she knew this wasn't right.
"Those Bastards, how could they do something like that, Quinn go call Leo, if it's him he might stop this mess." But as Layla turned around to look at where Quinn was, he was nowhere to be seen.
"Pick me! I want to give it a try." Quinn said with a smile. standing at the front of the students.
Just what was the crazy boy thinking, Layla was stunned as she watched Quinn.
Quinn run towards aryan and ask him to please help him ,
Aryan was not intrestdd in this fuss but as his brother ask he will help
The Frozen Wrath
The air in the dimly lit auditorium crackled with tension. Aryan stood at the entrance, fists clenched as he took in the scene before him. His younger brother, Quinn, had rushed to him moments ago, breathless and panicked.
"They have Vorden," Quinn had said. "The second-years chained him to the stage… they're using their powers on him."
Aryan barely knew Vorden, but that didn't matter. Quinn needed his help, and Aryan wasn't the kind to let cruelty go unchecked.
Now, on the stage, Vorden was shackled to a wooden pillar, his body bruised and bloody. Surrounding him were four second-year students, smirking as if they were enjoying the torment. The leader, Karan, twirled flames between his fingers, the orange glow flickering across his face.
"You should've stayed in your place, Vorden," Karan sneered, raising his hand. A stream of fire shot toward the restrained boy.
Before it could reach him, the flames froze midair, turning into solid ice and shattering. The temperature in the room dropped instantly.
Karan and his gang turned, startled. Aryan stepped forward, his breath turning to mist as his icy aura surged. "Let him go," he said, his voice calm but deadly.
One of Karan's allies, Raghav, cracked his knuckles, his skin turning to stone. "You think you can take all of us, Aryan?" he taunted.
Aryan didn't answer. With a flick of his wrist, a jagged spear of ice formed in his palm. In an instant, he hurled it at Raghav, striking his shoulder. Ice crept over his arm, slowing his movements.
"You little—!" Karan snarled and launched a wave of fire. Aryan countered with a blast of frost, the flames vanishing into steam. Mist filled the air.
Neil, another second-year, used his wind powers to clear the fog before dashing at Aryan with superhuman speed. But Aryan was faster. A wall of ice shot up in front of Neil, and he crashed into it, dazed.
The last of Karan's gang, Vikas, crackled with electricity as he launched a bolt of lightning. Aryan absorbed the energy into a shield of ice, dispersing it. Then, with a swift motion, he froze Vikas' feet to the ground and delivered a crushing kick to his chest, knocking him out cold.
Karan roared in frustration, summoning a towering pillar of fire. But Aryan stepped forward, completely unfazed. The flames melted inches from his body as he summoned a massive glacier, extinguishing Karan's attack instantly. Before Karan could react, Aryan surged forward and struck him in the chest with an ice-covered fist. Frost spread across Karan's torso, freezing him in place.
The battle was over. Aryan turned to Quinn. "Get him out of those chains."
Quinn rushed to Vorden, breaking the shackles. Vorden slumped forward, weak but still conscious. Aryan caught him before he fell.
"You're lucky Quinn asked me to help," Aryan muttered.
Vorden looked at him, his expression unreadable. "I didn't need your help."
Aryan smirked. "Sure you didn't."
With Karan and his gang frozen and humiliated, Aryan turned away. Whatever trouble Vorden had gotten himself into wasn't his concern—but anyone who hurt Quinn's people would always have to answer to him.
Then he started going towards his class .