Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System

Chapter 38 Introduction to The Academy of Blades (4)

"It was a figure of speech... Anyway, you're pretty tough, aren't you?"

"I guess... Any normal kid would've been crying," I smirked, and Amy smiled as well as she was a bit impressed by my confidence.

"You're not wrong. When was the last time you saw your sister, by the way? You both kind of seem like strangers despite being from the same family,"

"We recently saw each other a few days ago, but besides that, it's been a year... *sigh*... You can stop worrying about me. I had a plan in mind anyway," I responded before glancing over at my sister, who was currently on the phone.

Everybody stared at her for a bit as her face crumpled with annoyance while taking slight glances at me.

Upon placing down her cellphone, her attitude immediately shifted into a serious one, sending shivers down everybody's spine.

"They acted up again... fucking assholes," My sister muttered before everybody, including myself, followed her out the door.

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(Amy POV)

This kid is bizarre... He acts like he's all grown up despite looking like your normal twelve-year-old or so boy.

Maybe it was because he grew up in that hellish household, but he is way too mature for his age, and behind that cute and slightly chubby little face are the fangs of a monster... just like his older sister.

"I wonder who they picked on this time," I muttered, and just as we turned a corner, our presence was announced, and the group of people parting to give way for us displayed yet another disgusting sight.

The few guys and that goblin-looking freshman who was obviously the leader had beaten down three kids.

"Oh, they're the new scholarship kids that I heard about," Relup said, his fiery eyes reacting with the growing anger slowly swelling up inside of him.

She can heal physical wounds, but emotional and bodily functions are something that you have to let take their course.

Of course, there is medicine that will help ease the process so that they won't be suffering the entire way through.

As soon as I plopped down onto my bed inside my now empty dorm room, I heaved a long and heavy sigh.

Exhaustion rushed through my body, and events flooded my mind.

"What a terrible world we live in," I muttered to myself before turning over onto my side and closing my eyes.

Soon, I entered the land of dreams... which soon showed me a nightmare I never wanted to experience again.

...

"Mommy! Help! Help!" I cried out as the men in black cloaks dragged me away, a minor swirling sensation running through my chest.

My mom, who I knew had already died, somehow stood up with her empty eye sockets staring at me, her skin cracked and gushing with gray smoke, and finally, black blood dripping from the vertical slash on her chest.

I soon lost consciousness and awoke in a dark cave where a few other kids had gathered; the only other thing beside us was a knife with a small note on it.

"Kill each other if you want to survive," The first kid who dared to get near it read.

At the ripe age of ten..., every one of us cried until no more tears ran.

We were hungry, and an instinctual thirst for blood took the reigns of our minds, and we all stalked the knife like hungry predators.

I had chills the entire time a singular kid walked up the knife, ripped off the note... and proceeded to kill every child in his sight.