Awakening Of The HollowShadow

Chapter 13

Mutiu took a moment to look at his teacher’s face, after hearing his relayed words. Resting his face on his left palm, as he placed his hand horizontally on the desk, with a smile on his face, impressed by his attachment to the city. Sensing his agitation as each words was uttered, and afterwards.

While comprehending the situation at hand, and his teacher’s goal to suade him. But he had no actual interest in saving the city at the moment, he was more interested in the relationship the crisis, at hand had with the girl he saved. Knowing she had a certain level of familiarity to him, but uncertain of why that was, and there was an energy he sensed within her which he found most interesting.

However, he couldn’t help but felt amused, by the words of his teacher and agitation to his attitude, towards the issue at hand, which he believed showed his sense of attachment to the city, and its people.

“I understand what you’re saying, and am aware of the stated facts… But honestly, I have no actual interest in saving the city, at least not right now, since killing them all, when they invade will be easier, than otherwise… However, I’ve heard your plea… But for now, the clansmen safety is our priority… So just do, as I said… And let me worry about the rest”

“By the way, could you please deliver this to the old man, whenever you see him or when his around… I was going to give it to him myself, but he appears to not be in school” Mutiu replied, making certain things clear, as he eased up the worries of his teacher, while he handed over the marble from last night to his teacher.

Understanding the cause of his concern, and the status of the eye, as that of why there was absent of hunters to rescue the girl he saved yester night.

“Indeed, I’ll do as you wish then, sire” his teacher said, in relief.

After relaying his request to his teacher. He tasked his teacher with one more job, after asking him if an hour was around the time, the darkness would need to complete its circulation, around the city. Covering all four regions. And if he truly thinks the darkness was a plague of darkness.

His teacher confirmed the time, and reply yes to the darkness being a plague of darkness. But confused as to why he would ask such, while unable to bring himself into asking, the reason behind his question. Mutiu left the lab concluding their meeting, after he heard his response, and was given a note from his physics teacher to show the subject teacher of his ongoing class.

After concluding his meeting with his physics teacher, he head towards the computer room, where his classmates were receiving their lessons on the subject. With a note to show that the physics teacher was the one that made him late for the class.

Taking the stair not far from the physics lab, to help cut his walk short, as he pondered on the most beneficial approach to address the issue of the plague, that won’t turn to a disadvantage to him. And a way to get the vice-captain to listen to his offer, since, he was much aware of the vice-captain’s feelings towards him.

“Hmm… I guess, it all comes down to how much the old man of the sensor team knows about the plague… But seeing how, even Mr. Adeleke was unable to notice the difference… there is a chance the old man would conclude the same...”

“However, their lack of actions prove otherwise… But then again considering that they are still in the tower, at a time like this, contradicts the thought of the old man knowing much about the darkness... Hmm, I guess, I'll just have to make it work, and hope his hatred hasn't devoured his heart" he pondered almost at the doorway of the computer room, as he took account of the response of his teacher to his question of the darkness being a plague of darkness, which led him to believe he was unaware of what the darkness truly was.

And that made him believed, there was a high chance the chief of the control sensor, from the tower would had come to same conclusion, due to what his physics teacher was, and his knowledge of things. But the lack of any action from the hunters made him think otherwise.

Curious of if they knew it was futile, which could mean they knew what the darkness truly was. He became uncertain of what to expect, as he compared other factors, then concluded his thoughts on the matter, based on his knowledge of what the dark cloud truly was. While formulating a plan that he believed would grant him success.

Since he believed he had no room for failure, due to its cost, as he join the rest of his classmate, in the computer room, after showing the subject teacher the note the physics teacher gave him. In order to avoid any form of harassment, or punishment from the subject teacher.

Few minutes, after entering the computer room. Joining the rest of his classmate, as the subject teacher continued with her lessons. While he sat close to the window, at the end of the computer room. Not paying much attention to the lessons taught, since he already had knowledge of it, and was prepping for the execution of his plan.

He gather an ounce of his energy, to the top of his right index finger, conforming it to a dot, as he let it flew to the sky, using the window as its exit. While using his left hand to summon a small messenger crow. One not more than 6 inches, which was unique to its summoner, and can’t be seen by ordinary humans.

The messenger crow can also be used to pass message, in forms of thought, or consciousness. And can be used to communicate between hunters, especially high ranking ones; if the summoner linked up with it instead of passing its thoughts or consciousness to it.

Mutiu passed the thoughts and a bit of consciousness. He wished to relay into it, as a message to the crow, then sent it flying through the window next to him. With its target being the tower, and the vice-captain being his recipient. Since one of its ability was not being seen by ordinary humans, there was no need to worry about it being seen by his classmates or subject teacher.

Back at the tower, all were still in silent, as the anxiety in the atmosphere was becoming intense, even as it was from a few on seat. As they sat in wait, to when the chief would utter his words of solution to their predicament. While the others being the chief’s deputy, and the ordinary members just kept watch of things as they await for it to unfold.

The chief, on the other hand, was unaware they were waiting for his answer to the vice-captain’s previous question. Not until, when he could pretty much taste the anxiety in the air, as the atmosphere was filled with it. But was disappointed, if that were to be the case, since he believed he had made it clear in his previous statement, as regards to the wielder of the shadowblade art.

The more the hall was silent the more he wondered if the vice-captain was playing dumb, or was just clueless to what he was actually getting at.

“So, chief, what do you propose we do to stop the darkness” the vice-captain relayed, breaking the silent, as he kept masking his despair with anxiety. Curious to know if the chief actually has a solution in mind or not, since he was tired of waiting, even as he was horrified of the answer being no, but desperate to know. And willing to accept anything but no, at the time. While his voice had a stain of fright.

Based on his question, and tone of his voice the chief realized that he probably was unaware of the main message of his previous statement, as regards to the master of the wielder of the shadowblade art being the solution. But confirmed it after taking a look at him, as he was able to sense, and gain sight of his despair.

“Hmm… The way I see it we have…” the chief said, starting off, but was interrupted as the secretary of the vice-captain barged into the main hall. Neglecting the courtesy of knocking, or announcing her present before entry, while short of breath as she mumbled in agitation.

Most on seat were shock to the sight and change of event, as they wondered what might be happening, as that of what she was trying to relay, since they were unable to hear her mumbled words clearly. The ordinary members froze to their seats, the chief and senior scouts paused, and his deputy remained as he was. While the vice-captain was puzzled, as to the reason for her action.

“Vi-Vice cap-captain sir, an en-ene…” she mumbled in agitation unable to finish her sentence, while trying to catch her breath.

“Calm yourself, Tolulope… There is no point in talking, if we can’t understand you… Take a moment to catch your breath then speak, not before” the vice-captain relayed, in concern.

“He is right, if you keep trying to talk, as you are, you might just end up passing out, or getting an heart attack” the crow Mutiu sent relayed sharing his thought to the situation, as it flew into the main hall. Landing on the shoulder of the vice-captain’s secretary, while she was trying to catch her breath.

“That voice… could it be?” the vice-captain, and the chief thought, recognizing the voice, but not sure of, if it belongs to who they think it is. While the others, except the senior scouts, and the chief’s deputy were trying to locate where the voice was coming from, before they gain sight of a crow on the secretary’s shoulder, possessing the voice of Mutiu, as it speaks with its eyes having no actual movement or expression.

“Greetings, Vice-captain Micheal Godfrey, it has been a while” the crow said offering his greeting, with it having a certain smirk like expression.

Upon hearing the voice again, the vice-captain confirmed it, that it was Mutiu. Out of reflex, he rushed in for the kill, from his seat, almost instantly after he heard the greeting of the crow.

Forming his machete, as he covered it in flames using his flame art, with hope of destroying the crow on sight. Neglecting the fact that the crow was on his secretary's shoulder, and that she could be caught in the attack, as his despair and anxiety had turn to pure hatred. Blocking all sense of reasoning, leaving only bloodlust in his mind.

“Calm yourself, Micheal… We don’t have time for this” the chief said, as he repel the vice-captain with a gentle tab of his index finger on the desk, releasing a wave of repelling force to his target, as it toss him to the wall, like a ragdoll, to the side of where he sat, before he could reach the secretary.

“What just happened?”

“I don’t know… But do you think it was the bird’s doing?”

“I don’t know… But such is impossible, right? I mean he is the vice-captain after all, being tossed by a bird... That's ridiculous right?” The ordinary members whispered, amongst themselves, in shock to what they had witness. Standing from their seats out of reflex, unable to fathom what had happened, since everything happened too fast for them to keep up with, or comprehend.

Like the ordinary members, the senior scouts were unable to see what actually happened. But unlike them, they were able to sense for a brief moment a disturbing level of bloodlust from the vice-captain, and a discharge of energy, from the chief, which led them to believe, the chief was the one that sent the vice-captain flying. But they were puzzled as to why, since they doubt it was all for just a bird.

The chief’s deputy was amuse by the sight as he saw what actually transpired between the chief, and the vice-captain. Believing the chief has finally taken a stand, before it’s too late, excited by the fruit the change in event might bare.

While the secretary was not fully aware of the recent change in event, since she had her face down catching her breath. But before the vice-captain was sent flying, for a brief moment she felt the horrifying sense of bloodlust, from the vice-captain directed towards her, which made her shiver.

So much so that she was still unable to move due to it, as she pondered on why that was, unable to hear the sound of the vice-captain being tossed to the wall.

“Adekunle… Please check on her… Apologies but could the rest of you excuse the vice-captain and I for a moment” the chief relayed, with a slightly intimidating voice, asking his deputy to check on the secretary, and the others to excuse him, and the vice-captain.