Beyond The Veil: The Master's Heir

Blood And Vows

Samara gave the burn a short look before settling her eyes on his own. He's still holding onto her towel, and her back still hurts a lot as a result of the crash earlier.

"And why would I heal you? Douchebag," she scoffed.

"Your shitty sword did this to my palm when I grabbed it earlier in the woods to save your f*****g @ss!" He spat, and she laughed out loud immediately, but it was short.

"I thought you were the almighty Orion who's king over the pack. So you feel pain too? That's new, you don't look like someone who has ever experienced pains, and that's why you enjoy inflicting it on others," she said seriously, and he let go of her towel immediately, but before she could blink, he grabbed her neck, having her on a tight chokehold which made her bleed from the nose.

"Talking about me that way will surely bring disaster to you, it's another way to tell you to watch how you talk about me, witch," he gritted, choking her more.

"Are...you...sure you really... wanna get... healed?" Samara managed to ask. Her neck is still in his palm.

Orion let go of her roughly, and she fell on the ground, holding her red neck as she began coughing.

"Forget about it. Having you heal me might ruin my plans. Your training classes start tomorrow morning, 6 AM at the assembly," he said and walked out.

Samara managed to stand, still coughing as she held her redneck.

She leaned on the wall for support as she spit out blood, and she wiped the blood on her nose with her second hand.

She felt something wet on her face, and when she touched it, it's tears.

Did he actually force tears out of her eyes? She can't remember the last time she cried, she didn't even cry during her father's burial.

She wiped the tears and went for a cup of water on the table. She rinsed her mouth with it and looked at her sword which was lying on top of the table too.

"I have to quickly tame you, I believe we still have a lot to tackle together," she muttered and hugged the sword to her chest.

"Thanks for hurting that douchebag."

ORION'S ROOM

Immediately Orion arrived, he walked to the middle of the room and looked at the wound again.

It got bigger again, and before daybreak, he's sure it'd spread to every part of the hand.

"Come out," he said authoritatively, and instantly, a clone came out of him. A clone of himself with the same face, but the only difference is their personalities.

While Orion is grim, the clone seems cheerful, smiling as he sits on the bed.

Orion calls out his clones anytime he's extra bored or needs answers to questions just like now.

At once, he has the ability to call out seven, but for now, he needs just one.

"Why did you call out just me today? It won't be fun without the others. You're too boring," the clone said, crossing his legs with a loud grin.

"Stop grinning," Orion glared, and he stood.

"How many times do you want me to tell you that you don't get to control me anytime you call me out?"

"What's her sword all about?" Orion replied, raising the wounded palm.

"Oh, I see you got wounded by the golden emotionless sword of the whitehead witch," the clone smiled.

"Emotionless?" Orion frowned.

"It's a sword passed down to the women in the Hercules family. It hasn't been used since her mother was born though," the clone replied.

"Why?" Orion asked.

"Her mother isn't a whitehead, and it's a rule that if the sword is passed down to any female in the family who isn't a whitehead, then the female has to keep it throughout her existence without using it. The sword is soaked in the menstrual blood of the witch for all the years it's left unused till another whitehead would be born into the family. Her mum lived 20 years before giving birth to her, so that sword spent twenty years in her menstrual blood before Samara got it. You can imagine how powerful the sword is going to be right now," the clone explained.

"It's powerful than my red sword?" Orion asked, and the clone laughed.

"Of course not! Your red sword was born together with you Orion. The sword came out of your mother on the night you were born, and it killed your mother. You got your sword immediately you were born so there's no way that emotionless sword is more powerful," the clone replied.

"Then why did it hurt me?" Orion asked, staring at the palm again.

"It didn't hurt you cos it's more powerful, it's the rule. The emotionless sword only welcomes touches from its owner. You had no right to touch it, and that's why you got hurt," the clone replied.

"How do I get healed?" Orion questioned again.

"Dip the hand in her menstrual blood."

"You've gotta be f*****g kidding me," Orion said with a disgusting look on his face.

"Then leave your hand to rot. It's the only way unless you wanna..."

Orion returned before he could finish speaking, and he went back inside him.

"There has to be another way," he muttered.

INSTITUTE LIBRARY

Krishna met emptiness when he entered the building stuffed with legendary books, and he smiled with a nod. Just how he likes it.

He should be at the cafeteria, eating with the others right now, but he's just not feeling the need to satisfy his hunger, and that's why he came here, his place of peace.

Cat jumped out of his pocket immediately.

"I'm gonna go eat at the cafeteria. I'm not sitting here to read boring books with you," she said.

"I know you can even trade me for food, so just go already. Raven will feed you," Krishna smiled.

"Happy reading!" Cat squealed, rushing out of the library.

Krishna raised his hand up, and a book from the shelf flew into it. He grabbed it and didn't bother to walk to the tables. He sat on the ground and rested his back on the shelf, opening the book to start reading peacefully.

It's about the origin of supernatural beings, including demons and dark forces.

According to the book, the demons on the surface of the earth right now are just descendants of the ones that are yet to be released.

The higher demons are trapped in a tomb somewhere in the middle of heaven and Earth, and no one knows how to release them, but it's written in a book, called THE FORBIDDEN MANUAL.

The forbidden manual hasn't been seen by anyone, and many people believe it doesn't even exist, but according to few ancestors, the book exists and is kept safe in an unknown place because the moment anyone finds it and releases the higher demons, then havoc will happen on Earth.

"I wish I can get the forbidden manual though," Ceres's voice said beside him suddenly, and he looked up.

"Ceres? When did you get here?"

She smiled and squatted in front of him.

"When you were so focused on reading, I sneaked in," she bit her lip seductively.

"And why do you wanna get the forbidden manual?" He asked.

"It doesn't contain how to release the higher demons alone, it also contains powerful spells, and like I heard, if anyone learns the spells, all the powers in the intermediary between heaven and Earth would be sealed in the body of the person, isn't that awesome?" She smiled, biting her lip again.

"Your seduction won't work on me, Ceres. Stop biting your lip, you'd wound yourself," Krishna replied, and she scoffed.

"Why are you always like this? Cos I'm your best friend's sister?"

"Even if Raven wasn't involved, I can never like you Ceres," he replied bluntly, and she stood.

"Boring! You're so boring!!" She grunted, stomping her foot as she walked out of the library.

She suddenly stopped when she got out the door, and she smiled diabolically when she remembered something.

She stood still, and slowly, she transformed to Ruthie, even her clothes changed.

She smiled before going back into the library.

"Hey bookworm!" She waved, and Krishna stood immediately.

"Hey! Ruthie... you visit the library too?" He smiled, and instead of answering, she grabbed his face, kissing his mouth damn hard.

Krishna pushed her away immediately, and she smiled, licking her lips.

"Ruthie, are you crazy? What the f**k did you just try!" He panted.

"What? You didn't enjoy it? I've always wanted to kiss you and finally I got a chance, why don't we go to the party together tomorrow?" She winked.

"Thought you were a different girl, but I guess I was wrong," he muttered and walked out.

Ceres laughed out loud before transforming back to herself, and she smirked evilly.

"We're just getting started, Ruthie."

Samara was panting and sweating as she ran through the dark valley, but it didn't look like anything was chasing her. She was the one chasing something.

Stunts kept pulling her legs, but she stood up immediately after falling, and the race continued.

She was still on it when someone suddenly blocked her way, and she stopped running.

"Granny Elsa," she muttered, swallowing hard as she stared at the old woman.

"You're chasing after a dangerous beast, it'd kill you," Granny Elsa said calmly, her white hair flowing with the air just like Samara's.

"No... Granny I really need to....to get to him. He's my only salvation, he's....

"He's your doom," Granny Elsa said, and Samara shook her head.

"Granny you...

And that was it, a red sword was shoved into Granny Elsa's stomach from behind, and Samara's eyes widened.

Granny fell immediately, the sword was removed from her stomach, and Orion's bloody face came into view.

"!!!!!!!!!" Samara screamed back to life. It was actually a nightmare.

She was sweating so much as her breathing went high and low, and she held her chest.

"Granny is dead, why am I dreaming about her? Why was I chasing Orion? And why did she call him my doom?" She muttered, looking at the necklace on her neck.

The pendant is a cross, sitting on her chest.

She took the pendant to her lips and kissed it. She got the necklace as a gift from her granny before her death actually.

"Granny, are you trying to tell me something?" She whispered.

NEXT MORNING

Samara's skin was greeted with a strong breeze, and it made her wonder whether she was in her room or not.

She was lucky to get a cozy room, so it was always warm, but why the sudden coldness this morning?

"If you sleep one more minute, then you're gonna have to run a hundred laps around the assembly," Orion's voice said, and her eyes flew open.

She sprang up to see him standing beside her bed, and another crazy thing was that the bed was not in her room anymore. It was outside! In the middle of the assembly!

"What the f**k is this! Onion what do you think you're doing!" She shouted.

"The first class should be teaching you how to say my name properly, I'm your Superior," he smirked.

"Is that important right now? You brought my bed out of my room without my permission! It's not even daybreak yet!" She yelled.

"I told you 6 AM last night, and now it's 6 on the dot, I love keeping to time," he replied bluntly.

"Why are you doing this to me?" She said,

"Grab your sword," he replied sternly.

"You're wounded on your right hand, and I know you can never do what you have to do to heal, so how are you gonna train me?" She said,

"There's no way I'm dipping my hand into your menstrual blood," he replied.

"How did you know?" She went closer.

"Learn to control your sword first. I'm not lenient like Aragon, so every weakness comes with great punishment," he said, and she grabbed the sword immediately.

He teleported the bed back to her room, and she stood facing him, holding her sword firmly.

"Come at me with the sword," he commanded, and she raised the sword on him, but just like yesterday, it flew away from her.

"Get it and come at me again," he ordered, and she ran to get it.

"Concentrate your inner energy. Gather your power in your core," he said.

"I don't know my core yet," she said.

"Your belly," he replied, and she positioned herself again. She tried her hardest best to concentrate this time, but the sword flew away from her hand again.

They kept doing it again and again, and she kept failing until Aragon came out with all his students to the assembly too.

"Poor Sam," Ruthie muttered.

"Somehow, I think her being under Superior Orion is for the best," Peony replied.

"Maybe," Ruthie smiled, and she suddenly saw Krishna.

"Hey Krishna! Morning!" She waved, and he rolled his eyes before looking away.

"What was that?" Peony asked.

"I dunno," Ruthie replied hurtfully.

Ceres smiled satisfactorily.

Aragon looked at Samara again before starting his training class with his students.

Agatha barged out of the ice cave, totally healed.

She rolled her eyes about before starting to walk to her room.

Surely, she'd still get punished by the master, but she'd get back at Echo definitely. No one hurts her.

"Agatha! His Majesty is here!" A disciple ran to her, and her eyes widened.

"Really? Father?"

"Of course! He's waiting at the terrace!" The disciple replied, and Agatha ran all the way to the terrace.

Truly, King Depp is waiting for all the royalty.

"Atha," he called fondly.

"Father!" She shouted happily, rushing into his arms.

"You've become so skinny," King Depp said.

"The training here is too hard!" She replied, breaking the hug.

"I'll see the master before I leave, and I brought you a lot of things," King Depp replied, and some maids brought in bags of gifts immediately.

"They're so beautiful!" She gushed, checking them all out. They were mostly jewelry and treasures.

"Your sword will appear soon, Atha. The powerful sword of Sullivan is yours," King Depp suddenly held her shoulders.

"I've been waiting all week for it," she pouted, and from under his robe, King Depp brought out a bottle containing a green liquid.

"What's this?" She asked.

"You sent me a message through the pigeon that some lowlifes are being a bone in your throat here. This is the soul snatching poison. If it makes contact with a supernatural being, after 24 hours, the soul will depart from the body no matter how powerful he or she is. I mean.... death," King Depp whispered.

"Not bad," Agatha smiled, taking it with a mean smile.

ASSEMBLY

Samara was still on it with Orion, and right now she was about to try controlling the sword for the 99th time.

She was already so weak, and her lips were pale because the more she tried to control the sword, the more she lost blood in her system, and she'd surely need a lot of medication after this to come back to shape.

Her hand was already shaking on the sword as she held it, and she slowly looked up at Orion who seemed thrilled by her current condition.

"If you try it now and still can't do it, then you'd receive the punishment I talked about," he said mercilessly, and she swallowed, feeling empty inside.

"Go on," he said.

Samara took a deep breath and lifted the sword, but as usual, it flew away from her and went to Aragon's angle, landing in front of him.

Orion looked up at the sky, and his eyes shimmered red.

Almost immediately, rain began falling. f*****g heavy rain, and as usual, it wasn't touching Orion despite the fact that he was inside.

"On your knees," he ordered, and Samara tiredly knelt in the rain in front of him.

"You can't leave till the rain stops," he said, and her eyes widened as he started leaving.

"No Orion! Orion!" She stood and ran after him, but immediately she pulled his shirt to stop him, he turned back and slapped her soundly.

Samara fell on the ground with a bleeding mouth as a result, and that same minute, Aragon super sped to the scene, slapping Orion thunderously on the face too.

"She's your student, not a slave!" He yelled angrily, and instantly, Orion's eyes changed color totally.

Insanely deeper red than the normal one, and his fangs grew so long in his mouth among his teeth, dark veins danced wildly on his hot skin.

He bared his long fangs furiously, growling like an angry lion as he grabbed Aragon.

Like a vampire hungry for blood, he sank his face into Aragon's neck.