Hey everyone! Back here with the third episode. This one took a lot of time to write, and it is a lengthy one. Just hope you all enjoy it.
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Episode 3
In the Kingdom of Light, far away from the material plane, White opened his eyes awakening from a deep slumber. He was immediately surprised at the form of a woman angel bending over his body as he lay. Frigeria was still there? How long had she been there healing him?
The beautiful form of the raven haired angel turned her attention towards her Emperor. "Finally the white angel Witenhoem rises." Her voice reverberated as the tinker of muted bells across the chamber in which White lay.
"Frigeria, how long have you been healing me?" White was slowly trying to raise himself and Frigeria helped him in the task. His colossal wings opened up as he sat upright. He still felt enervated, but all the pain had vanished. There was no longer a single bruise on his body.
"I have been healing you but two nights. The wounds of battle you possessed were of a draconian nature."
"Yes," White grunted as he sat himself upright. "I was led into a battle with a small child; the kind that was the son of the devil himself."
Frigeria nodded her head in understanding. "So it was Pi that you fought. I reckoned as much when you appeared and collapsed onto your throne. My fear knew no bounds when I saw the injuries you bore and the icy shards embedded deep within you. Even your wings were torn and ragged. I almost thought that we had lost our ruler!"
White smiled at the worry expressed by the greatest healer in the Kingdom of Light. "Fear not Frigeria, it will take more than a chimerical creature to conquer me. I returned to you with wounds of a draconian nature you say, Pi did not return to the Kingdom of Void at all."
"So he was defeated." Frigeria took a deep breath absorbing the news.
"Defeated and destroyed."
"And yet, the involvement of Pi suggests that the Empress herself is involved in this matter of the Alchemist."
"Indeed it does, all the more reason for me to hasten and reach the Alchemist."
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In the Kingdom of Void also far away from the material plane, another angel albeit a dark one, was crouched in reverence under his ruler. The undersized ruler shook her head from side to side, her golden yellow tresses, which reached all the way to the ground, swaying as she did.
"He is not yet ready," she stated. "The alchemist will not lend us the use of his powers in his current state."
The doughty black angel lifted his gaze to meet the eyes of his mistress.
"And in fact," the Empress continued, "It might be quite some time before the Alchemist will be prepared. You Arangyunus, will have to keep wooing him till he reaches that stage."
Black nodded understandingly. This task was proving to be diabolically difficult. The dark Seraph had been putting in all his efforts for four continuous days and the mistress only stated that converting the Alchemist would take much more time. Black had been constantly endeavoring, and in the process had lost himself several times, lost his finesse and he was feeling like he was losing himself now. He felt as if the young boy was gradually pulling the ground from beneath him rather than the other way round.
But this was no time to founder, and certainly not the time to possess a weak mind. The most important task he had ever been bestowed was upon him, and he would have to complete it consummately.
"I understand," The dark seraph finally whispered back.
"Slowly poison his mind. Seduce every pore of him. Completely overwhelm him with yourself. And when he is ready to do any task you ask of him, it is then that he will be ready." Having lost her pet, the Empress was more determined than ever to thrall the Alchemist. The Alchemist would grant her the ability to extirpate all her enemies, and one in particular; one that would allow her to exact sweet revenge for the death of her pet, and revenge for a matter that went far deeper into time, one that very few knew of. White would suffer for his chicanery.
Black nodded once more accepting his orders.
"Empress, where is Pi. It had been some time since I have seen the chimera." Black had never been fond of the fanciful creature himself but was used to its sessile presence with his mistress. It was strange that the past few times he had visited the Empress in the Kingdom of Void, there had been no signs of her pet.
The little lass steeled herself. She would not inform Arangyunus that her pet had been defeated. Annihilated by the hands of her adversary. Destroyed by White while her own guardian frolicked with the alchemist. Black would not know of this.
"I have sent him on a task to the dark glaciers of Void. I am afraid it will be some time before he returns."
Black acknowledged the fact and raised himself. It was time to go back to the material plane. Time to return to the boy who was so infatuated with him but was still not ready to do as he desired. Back to the boy that he had been seducing. The same boy who now sometimes scared him.
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Aiden was a little nervous while entering his class. He ran a hand through his hair for the umpteenth time. Aiden had gotten his hair styled for the first time in 21 years of his life. He had finally gathered the courage and reasoning to change his hair. He had gone from shaggy uncombed disheveled to sleek middle-parted hair. He was unsure whether of what others would think when they saw it. But he had liked it when he saw himself in the mirror for the first time. And now his fellow engineers were going to see it for the first time.
Aiden took a deep breath and entered the lecture hall through the front door. The crowd was boisterous as usual, as they would be when no lecturer had yet entered the class, and a few took notice of Aiden's changed comport. Aiden looked across to where he normally sat on the last row with Dominic and Storm. Yup, they were there as usual, seemingly engrossed in some type of an argument. Aiden made his way towards them as someone commented how weird he looked in his new hairstyle.
Dominic had been the center of Aiden's universe for more than two years, in fact ever since he had entered the university. According to Aiden, Dominic was a persevering, extremely good natured person who always tried to keep everyone around him happy. Dominic was smart when the situation demanded him to be, he was sincere and basically the embodiment of Aiden's ideal. He studied hard, involved himself in a million college activities and organizations and was always busy. He was good looking with his West European aristocratic face and though Aiden knew that there were at least 3-4 other guys in class that looked better than Dominic, he would never place them in the same category. Dominic possessed an athletic built that gave the impression that he worked out and played a lot of sports. Aiden knew otherwise, the guy would not touch a sport if his life depended on it.
The other one of his close friends was Storm McDonald. True to his name, Storm could eat up a storm anytime he wanted. With his 6'4" frame and weighing more than 290 pounds, Storm was everyone's teddy bear. But Storm was hardly lazy and sluggish. He was energetic, hard-working and sincere, the kind Aiden always associated with. Storm, Dominic and Aiden always sat together on the last row and were called the beavers of the class because of their industrious natures.
