Recess (Cont.)
Ryuugi
I got 99 stories but I've finished three!
So Disk Four was kind of big! I swear, we're packing more stuff into those things every day with all this newfangled technology, but after a short reprieve, let's continue. I suppose this is a fairly good place to start things up again, anyway; kind of ironic, even, given that the chapter was Recess.
New Game (Thread One)
Tutorial Level
Tutorial Level (Conti.)
Faction Quests
Mobs
Escort Mission
Delivery
Delivery (Conti.)
Downtime
Downtime (Cont.)
Mission Control
Mission Control (Cont.)
Prerequisites
Prerequisites (Cont.)
Grinding
Grinding (Cont.)
Skill Tutor
Skill Tutor (Cont.)
Infiltration
Infiltration (Cont.)
Flight Simulator
Flight Simulator (Cont.)
First Boss (Thread Two)
First Boss (Cont.)
Checkpoint
Checkpoint (Cont.)
Party System
Party System (Cont.)
Checklist
Checklist (Cont.)
Mission Start
Mission Start (Cont.)
Objective
Objective (Cont.)
Noticed
Noticed (Cont.)
High-Value Target
High-Value Target (Cont.)
Exchange
Exchange (Cont.)
Transfer (Thread Three)
Transfer (Cont.)
First Interlude - James Ironwood
First Interlude - James Ironwood (Cont.)
Escape
Escape (Cont.)
On Track
On Track (Cont.)
Contact
Contact (Cont.)
Invasion
Invasion (Cont.)
Choice (Thread Four)
Choice (Cont.)
Timed Battle
Timed Battle (Cont.)
Counter Attack
Counter Attack (Cont.)
Result
Result (Cont.)
Return
Return (Cont.)
Reunion
Reunion (Cont.)
Second Interlude - Penny Polendina
Second Interlude - Penny Polendina (Cont.)
Random Encounter
Random Encounter (Cont.)
Shift
Shift (Cont.)
Materials
Materials (Cont.)
Touch
Touch (Cont.)
Detect
Detect (Cont.)
Pets
Pets (Cont.)
Alerts
Alerts (Cont.)
Flight
Flight (Cont.)
Registration
Registration (Cont.)
Acceptance
Acceptance (Cont.)
Competitive
Competitive (Cont.)
Cooperative
Cooperative (Cont.)
Stage
Stage (Cont.)
Interruption
Interruption (Cont.)
Horde
Horde (Cont.)
Headquarters
Headquarters (Cont.)
Ties
Ties (Cont.)
Alarm
Alarm (Cont.)
Stronghold
Stronghold (Cont.)
Treasure
Treasure (Cont.)
Target Acquired
Target Acquired (Cont.)
Call
Call (Cont.)
Guide
Guide (Cont.)
Success
Success (Cont.)
Gains
Gains (Cont.)
Trail
Trail (Cont.)
Contact Point
Contact Point (Cont.)
Extraction
Extraction (Cont.)
Hacking
Hacking (Cont.)
Friend Request
Bargaining
Bargaining (Cont.)
Third Interlude - Blake Belladonna
Practice Mode
Practice Mode (Cont.)
Selection Screen
Selection Screen (Cont.)
New Objective
New Objective (Cont.)
Landing Party
Landing Party (Cont.)
Caverns
Caverns (Cont.)
Fortress Defense
Fortress Defense (Cont.)
Defeat
Defeat (Cont.)
Search and Rescue
Search and Rescue (Cont.)
Treatment
Treatment (Cont.)
Team Battle
Team Battle (Cont.)
Hit Box
Hit Box (Cont.)
Boss Rush
Boss Rush (Cont.)
Counting Down
Counting Down (cont.)
Quick Time
Quick Time (Cont.)
Approach
Approach (Cont.)
Last Minute
Last Minute (Cont.)
Opening Shot
Opening Shot (Cont.)
Chances
Chances (Cont.)
Reaction Time
Reaction Time (Cont.)
Rematch
Rematch (Cont.)
Mind Games
Mind Games (Cont.)
The Final Round
The Final Round (Cont.)
Bed Rest
Bed Rest (Cont.)
Recovery Time
Recovery Time (Cont.)
Bar Games
Bar Games (Cont.)
Conditions
Conditions (Cont.)
Check
Check (Cont.)
Knowledge
Knowledge (Cont.)
Clarification
Clarification (Cont.)
Tasks
Tasks (Cont.)
Link
Link (Cont.)
Hidden Enemies
Hidden Enemies (Cont.)
Continue
Continue (Cont.)
Increase
Increase (Cont.)
Reintroductions
Reintroductions (Cont.)
Contested
Contested (Cont.)
News Report
News Report (Cont.)
Private Channel
Private Channel (Cont.)
Building
Building (Cont.)
Presentation
Presentation (Cont.)
Silenced
Silenced (Cont.)
Fourth Interlude - Bianca Arc
Fourth Interlude - Bianca Arc (Cont.)
Status Update
Status Update (Cont.)
Wounded
Wounded (Cont.)
Sendoff
Sendoff (Cont.)
Team Deathmatch
Team Deathmatch (Cont.)
Turns
Turns (Cont.)
Battle Royale
Battle Royale (Cont.)
Removal
Removal (Cont.)
Privacy
Privacy (Cont.)
Reconnect
Reconnect (Cont.)
Concealed
Concealed (Cont.)
Consolidation
Consolidation (Cont.)
Puzzles
Puzzles (Cont.)
Temple
Temple (Cont.)
Raiding
Raiding (Cont.)
Funeral Rites
Funeral Rites (Cont.)
Full Recovery
Full Recovery (Cont.)
Destination
Destination (Cont.)
Second Try
Second Try (Cont.)
First Sight
First Sight (Cont.)
Recommendations
Recommendations (Cont.)
Faces
Faces (Cont.)
Sighted
Sighted (Cont.)
Tag Team
Tag Team (Cont.)
Masked
Masked (Cont.)
Interconnected
Interconnected (Cont.)
Passage
Passage (Cont.)
Homeward
Homeward (Cont.)
Initiation
Initiation (Cont.)
Accessories
Accessories (Cont.)
Initiative
Initiative (Cont.)
Dungeon
Dungeon (Cont.)
Names
Names (Cont.)
Nighttime
Nighttime (Cont.)
Liaisons
Liaisons (Cont.)
Sleepless
Sleepless (Cont.)
Mentality
Mentality (Cont.)
First Class
First Class (Cont.)
Class Introductions
Class Introductions (Cont.)
Approval Rating
Approval Rating (Cont.)
Recess
Recess (Cont.)
Clubs
Clubs (Cont.)
Rulebook
Rulebook (Cont.)
Victory March
Victory March (Cont.)
Applause
Applause (Cont.)
Clothed
Clothed (Cont.)
Render
Render (Cont.)
Fulfillment
Fulfillment (Cont.)
New Area
New Area (Cont.)
Sea Level
Sea Level (Cont.)
Storage
Storage (Cont.)
Reflections
Reflections (Cont.)
Lighting
Lighting (Cont.)
Shadows
Shadows (Cont.)
Selfhood
Selfhood (Cont.)
Time Limit
Time Limit (Cont.)
Reminiscence
Reminiscence (Cont.)
Comprehension
Comprehension (Cont.)
Recollection
Recollection (Cont.)
Carrying
Carrying (Cont.)
Raising
Raising (Cont.)
Convincing
Convincing (Cont.)
Explaining
Explaining (Cont.)
Stride
Stride (Cont.)
Inauguration
Inauguration (Cont.)
Illumination
Illumination (Cont.)
Life
Life (Cont.)
Homecoming
Homecoming (Cont.)
Burial
Burial (Cont.)
Collection
Collection (Cont.)
Unannounced
Unannounced (Cont.)
Closed
Closed (Cont.)
Seeing
Seeing (Cont.)
Believing
Believing (Cont.)
Plead
Plead (Cont.)
Forethought
Forethought (Cont.)
Drawn
Drawn (Cont.)
Informed
Informed (Cont.)
Strategizing
Strategizing (Cont.)
Examination
Examination (Cont.)
Try Again
Try Again (Cont.)
Unlocked Area
Unlocked Area (Cont.)
Multiple Stages
Multiple Stages (Cont.)
Second
Second (Cont.)
Awakening
Awakening (Cont.)
Internal
Internal (Cont.)
Background Check
Background Check (Cont.)
Description
Description (Cont.)
Finishing Touches
Finishing Touches (Cont.)
Farewell
Farewell (Cont.)
Hello
Hello (Cont.)
Continuation
Continuation (Cont.)
Regrouping
Regrouping (Cont.)
Hard Mode
Hard Mode (Cont.)
Raid
Raid (Cont.)
Fifth Interlude - ???
Flickering
Flickering (Cont.)
Spying
Spying (Cont.)
Surprise Box
Surprise Box (Cont.)
Load Time
Load Time (Cont.)
Viewership
Viewership (Cont.)
Wiretap
Wiretap (Cont.)
Return
Return (Cont.)
Reporting
Reporting (Cont.)
Details
Details (Cont.)
Trial Run
Trial Run (Cont.)
Firefight
Firefight (Cont.)
Ping
Ping (Cont.)
Melancholy
Melancholy (Cont.)
Recourse
Recourse (Cont.)
Goodbyes
Goodbyes (Cont.)
Family Time
Family Time (Cont.)
Last Call
Last Call (Cont.)
Longshots
Longshots (Cont.)
Expansion
Expansion (Cont.)
Sixth Interlude - Adam Taurus
Sixth Interlude - Adam Taurus (Cont.)
Pressure
Pressure (Cont.)
Splitting Up
Splitting Up (Cont.)
Cooperation
Cooperation (Cont.)
Push
Push (Cont.)
Shove
Shove (Cont.)
Area of Effect
Area of Effect (Cont.)
Field Effects
Field Effects (Cont.)
Seventh Interlude - Autumn Rose
Seventh Interlude - Autumn Rose (Cont.)
Retort
Retort (Cont.)
Hit Streak
Hit Streak (Cont.)
Retaliation
Retaliation (Cont.)
Eighth Interlude - Tiangou
Eighth Interlude - Tiangou (Cont.)
Journey
Journey (Cont.)
Close
Close (Cont.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 2.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 3.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 4.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 5.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 6.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 7.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 8.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 9.)
Light-Hearted
Light-Hearted (Cont.)
Hard-Hearted
Hard-Hearted (Part 2.)
Hard-Hearted (Part 3.)
Breaking Down
Breaking Down (Part 2.)
Breaking Down (Part 3.)
Final Strike
Final Strike (Part 2.)
Final Strike (Part 3.)
Final Strike (Part 4.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 2.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 3.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 4.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 5.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 6.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 7.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 8.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 9.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 10.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 11.)
Game Over
Game Over (Cont.)
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On canon, divergences, direction, and why.
Is Jaune an emotionless Robot? No.
So I guess we actually should think about the children now.
On the subject of Mothers and Sisters.
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Quirking my lips up minutely, I cast my glance once from side to side, wondering if anyone would try and start something ahead of schedule. When no one did, I walked down the aisle between the middle tables, passing by the other students without another glance. My eyes drifted for a moment to the staff that sat at the head of the room, meeting the gazes of those I’d already met—Himmel, Toxotes, and my sister Olivia. I gave a slight nod to each and the first two returned it, but my sister rolled her eyes at me, though she was unable to keep the smile off her face. I didn’t so much as glance at anyone else as I walked down the length of the underground hall and took a seat near the center of the hall, allowing myself to be surrounded.
The entire room watched my every move and that was part of why I walked as far as I did—to give them all a chance to gawk. The rest of my team followed a step behind me, Adam keeping his eyes forward while Emerald and Mercury looked around a touch more wearily. Even after I seated myself, they remained standing and waited for a moment, if for different reasons.
“Go ahead and get some food,” I told them, putting an elbow on the table and placing my chin on a hand.
“What do you want?” Adam asked for the sake of appearances, knowing I didn’t need to eat.
“Anything’s fine,” I answered with a shrug, not even looking behind me as I spoke. Adam left immediately, already aware of what was happening, and after a moment’s pause, Emerald and Mercury followed, conveniently leaving the seats all around me empty even as it separated me from my allies—a fact that drew attention as well as any invitation.
The silence my entrance had caused soon gave way to quiet murmurs and the sounds of motion as the gathered factions truly saw me for the first time and, more importantly, saw their chance. This was an opportunity to approach me, to speak to me, and to confront me, and it wasn’t something any of them could afford to pass up. They were watching me even as they discussed what to do, how to approach me, and who should go first. Not all of it was blatantly spoken, but looks were exchanged and students stood and exchanged seats, offering their positions up so others could get closer or at least have a better view. Several of the smaller factions sent members to each other—envoys, really—to compare notes and determine a course of actions and I felt displeasure spread like a virus when it came to light that each group had different intentions for me.
That was part of why I was doing this—why I was forcing everyone to act quickly before anyone could compromise or come to true agreements on how they would handle me. Right now, each group had very different intentions because they also had very limited information; they were uncertain and each saw different ways to handle the situation. If I drew this out, built things up over weeks or months, they’d change their minds as they learned more, find common ground, and eventually put up a united front, but with the fight having occurred less than an hour ago?
There was no way a bunch of people who probably didn’t get along at the best of times were going to come to an agreement now. The larger groups didn’t even bother trying.
So in the pause created by their indecision, I took the chance to look them over and fill in the gaps in my own knowledge. Lunch was a special time and it gathered students from every year and every group into one place, allowing me to get a good look at them and pick out both patterns and trends, and I took advantage of the opportunity to confirm several of my own suspicions. On average, freshmen seemed to have levels in the twenties to thirties, sophomores in the thirties to forties, juniors in the forties to fifties, and seniors in the fifties to sixties. Those were just averages and there were outliers who I assumed were the stars of their years, but most of the people I saw fell into those categories. Because of that fact, it was easy to pick out those who stood out and give them the attention they deserved as the leaders of their peers.
After all, it was only natural for the factions to build themselves around those with power. The different groups simultaneously crossed years and built themselves around them—while there were factions amongst the sophomores, juniors, and seniors, the underclassmen groups seemed to exist with the support of the upperclassmen, based on the complicated web of emotions that surrounded them all. It was easy to imagine why; the weaker factions served as proxies for the stronger ones, ways for them to strict at their enemies while remaining several steps removed. The politicking amongst students was unlikely to ever go too far with the teachers there to keep the peace, but Haven fostered competition and this reeked of Mistrals style. Just as the Families competed through proxy organizations that supported students, so too did the students divide and control those beneath them as best they could. The loyalties they made here would play into their lived beyond the school as they graduated and became Hunters.
It was all about connections, I thought absently as I began to trace the lives with what I saw and heard. For all that Haven was a school, it was a school for Mistral’s future and a place to raise their strongest warriors. The way things were arranged encouraged people to fall in line and form groups, to bond with people they’d later be able to contact for support—and, most importantly, built loyalties both among groups and to their supporters. Each of the senior most factions probably had ties back to at least one of the Families and they’d likely be recruited as soon as they graduated. Though everyone was here to become a Hunter, the friends they made here could still decide their future.
And this was the first time this year that those groups truly came together, edged on by the variable I’d added to their equations. Not everyone was gathered yet, both because several classes hadn’t let out and because there were some that were lying in wait, but everyone could feel that things were about to change. Perhaps before, things had been balanced and both dreams and grudges set aside, but they were bubbling up to the surface as people saw their chances to change things—or rather, as I saw mine.
Now that everyone together, it was easy to see where the lines were drawn. The strongest, and largest, faction present seemed focused around a team of juniors that were watching me closely. Two of them—a pair of brothers—were both frowning severely, while one of their teammates whispered plans to them. Though the brothers seemed to want to approach, they held back at his command and waited, while their forth teammate looked on passively. Around them was a gathering of other upperclassmen, weaker groups that helped prop up their power in return for support of their own.
The Wide-Ruling
LV66
Skoyro Atreus
The Resounding War Cry
LV65
Foteino Atreus
The Man of Twists and Turns
LV62
Halkino Ithacan
The Spear That Throws From Life
LV68
Erythro Argos
Looking them over with the back of my neck, I marked Halkino down as their strategist and possibly their biggest threat. Erythro seemed to be their strongest warrior with a Semblance designed to pierce defenses, but frankly, I wasn’t worried about anyone in this room when it came to battle—whereas someone smart enough to hold back and try to subvert me in other ways might be annoying. Skoyro seemed to be the leader of their team and fairly intelligent in his own right, but what made him dangerous was that he seemed to be willing to heed Halkino’s advice. Even so, I doubted any of them could afford to standby as their positions were besieged and Foteino seemed to wish for a fight already. I’d need to keep an eye on them and how they chose to approach, but with things as they were now, they could hardly hold back.
Besides, the advantage of facing upperclassmen was that they’d been around for a while—and had already had time to make enemies. From their biographies, the way they were sitting, and how their emotions flared when eyes met, I’d say they had a hard time getting along with a second, far smaller group of juniors.
The Judge of Light
LV59
Porfyro Alexandria
The Cruel Eyes of Fate
LV55
Asimi Alexandria
The Man Loved by the Stars
LV64
Aspro Victrix
The Face That Launched a Thousand Ships
LV53
Helen Laconic
Two Alexandrians, I noted. If Kyanos is the heir, they can’t be siblings, so…cousins, perhaps? Or perhaps there’s more to it; I suppose I’d find out soon enough or else I’d just ask Kyanos himself. Regardless, there seemed to be some bad blood between the groups and given their smaller size and relative weakness, I doubt that rivalry had been going very well for them. Given the way Porfyro was looking between Foteino and I, I suspected it wouldn’t take much to get him to approach me and ask for my support—and from there, it would be simple to make them subordinates, which might be enough to incite a conflict with the Aetreus in and of itself.
But would the grudge between them be more trouble than it was worth? From the whispers in the room and the murmurs between envoys, Foteino seemed to loathe Porfyro with a passion and something like that was unlikely to go away any time soon. While I couldn’t say I really cared if everyone got along or not, this seemed like something that ran deep—presumably because of the rather stunning Helen that seemed central to the conflict. Worse, while their enemies seemed united, Porfyro’s team hardly seemed as such, as neither Helen nor Asimi seemed close to each other or the rest of their team. Porfyro and Aspro seemed the closest and even then they barely looked at one another; if there was anything tying them together, it looked like it was the fact that they couldn’t survive apart. It seemed that Haven’s teambuilding had backfired in this case, because while such friction wouldn’t have been out of place amongst freshmen, it was rather alarming between juniors. And…while undoubtedly sad, I couldn’t help but think that I had more important things to do with my life.
On the other hand…it was hard to deny that they were interesting in other ways. Asimi’s Semblance seemed to give her a form of precognition. Given the bags under her eyes, how she stared off into space with glazed eyes, and the way she’d suddenly started shaking—a fact that I suspected I might have been at fault for—I doubt that what she saw particularly pleasant, but talents like that were exceptionally rare and undeniably useful, even with the limitations to what she could see. With my healing abilities and other powers, I might be able to curb some of the side effects of that and make her ability a touch more pleasant and I’d happily brush aside whatever drama lay between the teams to have a power like that on my side. With the close ties between the Alexandria and the Roma, as well as my own friendship with Kyanos, it should be simple enough to arrange. Added to Porfyro’s ocular abilities, Helen’s unconscious influence, and Aspro’s odd talent…they were interesting. It just might be worth sorting out their issues, given their abilities.
But there was still something missing. Porfyro’s group wasn’t powerful or united enough to truly oppose their enemies. Did the Atreus’ brothers rule the junior year unopposed? It was possible if they really were the strongest, but even then I’d expect someone to try to oppose them, if only because power was richly rewarded.
I pondered that as I looked around, not moving a muscle. I’d already noticed the gaps—the seats that were being saved, the groups that were incomplete. I’d already seen the faces of everyone in school that’s to the breadth of my senses, but it was easiest to get a feel for the connections between people when I could see them together. Still, with most of the already classes let out, it was easy to fill in the blanks and, reaching out, I rifled through the juniors still outside the lunch hall, already pretty sure I knew who I was looking for. A crowd was already making their way towards us, accompanied by a large number of other juniors, but the one with the highest level was…
For Every One, Fifteen
LV70
Roland White
I’d see who he was closest to when he arrived, though I was pretty sure his cousin Charles was one. Still, what mattered was that that accounted for the junior factions, though the most important groups were still unaccounted for. Most of the seniors seemed to be waiting for something, but none of the factions seemed to be out in force yet. Although…there was one student that seemed to have gathered people around himself and who was looking at me passively. Even so, there was an intensity to his interest that told me he was merely waiting before making his move and that his current calm had nothing to do with uncertainty. When the rest of the students arrived, he’d be one of the first to act, I was sure—I just wasn’t certain how. But with a title like his…well, he didn’t seem like one for meekness.
The Worker of Despair
LV74
Desher Ozymandias
But still nothing happened. I almost wanted to laugh at how quiet the room remained even as a few minutes ticked by, but I supposed everyone here was waiting for the same thing before we got this party started. Well, but…they’d been here from the beginning, waiting to make an entrance, though I suppose I couldn’t fault them for that.
Moments after the rest of the student body tickled in, the doors to the hall opened again and a group of seniors made their way inside in neat little rows and the entire room seemed to take a collective breath at the sight of them. Several silent glances were exchanged and, almost as one, several students stood from their chairs and made their way towards me. Tilting my head slightly, I meet Adam’s eyes and we both smiled as he made his way back to the table with a tray in hand.
The last of the seniors in three rows, their leaders at their heads. In the center, Cinder walked with a quiet clicking of glass on stone, but to the sides.
The Once and Future King
LV84
Albus Arcturus
The Giant’s Causeway
LV81
Fionn Fiamma
Here was gathered what was supposedly the strongest generation Haven had seen in decades, with dozens of plans forced to come to a head.
It was time to have some fun.
New Game (Thread One)
Tutorial Level
Tutorial Level (Conti.)
Faction Quests
Mobs
Escort Mission
Delivery
Delivery (Conti.)
Downtime
Downtime (Cont.)
Mission Control
Mission Control (Cont.)
Prerequisites
Prerequisites (Cont.)
Grinding
Grinding (Cont.)
Skill Tutor
Skill Tutor (Cont.)
Infiltration
Infiltration (Cont.)
Flight Simulator
Flight Simulator (Cont.)
First Boss (Thread Two)
First Boss (Cont.)
Checkpoint
Checkpoint (Cont.)
Party System
Party System (Cont.)
Checklist
Checklist (Cont.)
Mission Start
Mission Start (Cont.)
Objective
Objective (Cont.)
Noticed
Noticed (Cont.)
High-Value Target
High-Value Target (Cont.)
Exchange
Exchange (Cont.)
Transfer (Thread Three)
Transfer (Cont.)
First Interlude - James Ironwood
First Interlude - James Ironwood (Cont.)
Escape
Escape (Cont.)
On Track
On Track (Cont.)
Contact
Contact (Cont.)
Invasion
Invasion (Cont.)
Choice (Thread Four)
Choice (Cont.)
Timed Battle
Timed Battle (Cont.)
Counter Attack
Counter Attack (Cont.)
Result
Result (Cont.)
Return
Return (Cont.)
Reunion
Reunion (Cont.)
Second Interlude - Penny Polendina
Second Interlude - Penny Polendina (Cont.)
Random Encounter
Random Encounter (Cont.)
Shift
Shift (Cont.)
Materials
Materials (Cont.)
Touch
Touch (Cont.)
Detect
Detect (Cont.)
Pets
Pets (Cont.)
Alerts
Alerts (Cont.)
Flight
Flight (Cont.)
Registration
Registration (Cont.)
Acceptance
Acceptance (Cont.)
Competitive
Competitive (Cont.)
Cooperative
Cooperative (Cont.)
Stage
Stage (Cont.)
Interruption
Interruption (Cont.)
Horde
Horde (Cont.)
Headquarters
Headquarters (Cont.)
Ties
Ties (Cont.)
Alarm
Alarm (Cont.)
Stronghold
Stronghold (Cont.)
Treasure
Treasure (Cont.)
Target Acquired
Target Acquired (Cont.)
Call
Call (Cont.)
Guide
Guide (Cont.)
Success
Success (Cont.)
Gains
Gains (Cont.)
Trail
Trail (Cont.)
Contact Point
Contact Point (Cont.)
Extraction
Extraction (Cont.)
Hacking
Hacking (Cont.)
Friend Request
Bargaining
Bargaining (Cont.)
Third Interlude - Blake Belladonna
Practice Mode
Practice Mode (Cont.)
Selection Screen
Selection Screen (Cont.)
New Objective
New Objective (Cont.)
Landing Party
Landing Party (Cont.)
Caverns
Caverns (Cont.)
Fortress Defense
Fortress Defense (Cont.)
Defeat
Defeat (Cont.)
Search and Rescue
Search and Rescue (Cont.)
Treatment
Treatment (Cont.)
Team Battle
Team Battle (Cont.)
Hit Box
Hit Box (Cont.)
Boss Rush
Boss Rush (Cont.)
Counting Down
Counting Down (cont.)
Quick Time
Quick Time (Cont.)
Approach
Approach (Cont.)
Last Minute
Last Minute (Cont.)
Opening Shot
Opening Shot (Cont.)
Chances
Chances (Cont.)
Reaction Time
Reaction Time (Cont.)
Rematch
Rematch (Cont.)
Mind Games
Mind Games (Cont.)
The Final Round
The Final Round (Cont.)
Bed Rest
Bed Rest (Cont.)
Recovery Time
Recovery Time (Cont.)
Bar Games
Bar Games (Cont.)
Conditions
Conditions (Cont.)
Check
Check (Cont.)
Knowledge
Knowledge (Cont.)
Clarification
Clarification (Cont.)
Tasks
Tasks (Cont.)
Link
Link (Cont.)
Hidden Enemies
Hidden Enemies (Cont.)
Continue
Continue (Cont.)
Increase
Increase (Cont.)
Reintroductions
Reintroductions (Cont.)
Contested
Contested (Cont.)
News Report
News Report (Cont.)
Private Channel
Private Channel (Cont.)
Building
Building (Cont.)
Presentation
Presentation (Cont.)
Silenced
Silenced (Cont.)
Fourth Interlude - Bianca Arc
Fourth Interlude - Bianca Arc (Cont.)
Status Update
Status Update (Cont.)
Wounded
Wounded (Cont.)
Sendoff
Sendoff (Cont.)
Team Deathmatch
Team Deathmatch (Cont.)
Turns
Turns (Cont.)
Battle Royale
Battle Royale (Cont.)
Removal
Removal (Cont.)
Privacy
Privacy (Cont.)
Reconnect
Reconnect (Cont.)
Concealed
Concealed (Cont.)
Consolidation
Consolidation (Cont.)
Puzzles
Puzzles (Cont.)
Temple
Temple (Cont.)
Raiding
Raiding (Cont.)
Funeral Rites
Funeral Rites (Cont.)
Full Recovery
Full Recovery (Cont.)
Destination
Destination (Cont.)
Second Try
Second Try (Cont.)
First Sight
First Sight (Cont.)
Recommendations
Recommendations (Cont.)
Faces
Faces (Cont.)
Sighted
Sighted (Cont.)
Tag Team
Tag Team (Cont.)
Masked
Masked (Cont.)
Interconnected
Interconnected (Cont.)
Passage
Passage (Cont.)
Homeward
Homeward (Cont.)
Initiation
Initiation (Cont.)
Accessories
Accessories (Cont.)
Initiative
Initiative (Cont.)
Dungeon
Dungeon (Cont.)
Names
Names (Cont.)
Nighttime
Nighttime (Cont.)
Liaisons
Liaisons (Cont.)
Sleepless
Sleepless (Cont.)
Mentality
Mentality (Cont.)
First Class
First Class (Cont.)
Class Introductions
Class Introductions (Cont.)
Approval Rating
Approval Rating (Cont.)
Recess
Recess (Cont.)
Clubs
Clubs (Cont.)
Rulebook
Rulebook (Cont.)
Victory March
Victory March (Cont.)
Applause
Applause (Cont.)
Clothed
Clothed (Cont.)
Render
Render (Cont.)
Fulfillment
Fulfillment (Cont.)
New Area
New Area (Cont.)
Sea Level
Sea Level (Cont.)
Storage
Storage (Cont.)
Reflections
Reflections (Cont.)
Lighting
Lighting (Cont.)
Shadows
Shadows (Cont.)
Selfhood
Selfhood (Cont.)
Time Limit
Time Limit (Cont.)
Reminiscence
Reminiscence (Cont.)
Comprehension
Comprehension (Cont.)
Recollection
Recollection (Cont.)
Carrying
Carrying (Cont.)
Raising
Raising (Cont.)
Convincing
Convincing (Cont.)
Explaining
Explaining (Cont.)
Stride
Stride (Cont.)
Inauguration
Inauguration (Cont.)
Illumination
Illumination (Cont.)
Life
Life (Cont.)
Homecoming
Homecoming (Cont.)
Burial
Burial (Cont.)
Collection
Collection (Cont.)
Unannounced
Unannounced (Cont.)
Closed
Closed (Cont.)
Seeing
Seeing (Cont.)
Believing
Believing (Cont.)
Plead
Plead (Cont.)
Forethought
Forethought (Cont.)
Drawn
Drawn (Cont.)
Informed
Informed (Cont.)
Strategizing
Strategizing (Cont.)
Examination
Examination (Cont.)
Try Again
Try Again (Cont.)
Unlocked Area
Unlocked Area (Cont.)
Multiple Stages
Multiple Stages (Cont.)
Second
Second (Cont.)
Awakening
Awakening (Cont.)
Internal
Internal (Cont.)
Background Check
Background Check (Cont.)
Description
Description (Cont.)
Finishing Touches
Finishing Touches (Cont.)
Farewell
Farewell (Cont.)
Hello
Hello (Cont.)
Continuation
Continuation (Cont.)
Regrouping
Regrouping (Cont.)
Hard Mode
Hard Mode (Cont.)
Raid
Raid (Cont.)
Fifth Interlude - ???
Flickering
Flickering (Cont.)
Spying
Spying (Cont.)
Surprise Box
Surprise Box (Cont.)
Load Time
Load Time (Cont.)
Viewership
Viewership (Cont.)
Wiretap
Wiretap (Cont.)
Return
Return (Cont.)
Reporting
Reporting (Cont.)
Details
Details (Cont.)
Trial Run
Trial Run (Cont.)
Firefight
Firefight (Cont.)
Ping
Ping (Cont.)
Melancholy
Melancholy (Cont.)
Recourse
Recourse (Cont.)
Goodbyes
Goodbyes (Cont.)
Family Time
Family Time (Cont.)
Last Call
Last Call (Cont.)
Longshots
Longshots (Cont.)
Expansion
Expansion (Cont.)
Sixth Interlude - Adam Taurus
Sixth Interlude - Adam Taurus (Cont.)
Pressure
Pressure (Cont.)
Splitting Up
Splitting Up (Cont.)
Cooperation
Cooperation (Cont.)
Push
Push (Cont.)
Shove
Shove (Cont.)
Area of Effect
Area of Effect (Cont.)
Field Effects
Field Effects (Cont.)
Seventh Interlude - Autumn Rose
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Retort
Retort (Cont.)
Hit Streak
Hit Streak (Cont.)
Retaliation
Retaliation (Cont.)
Eighth Interlude - Tiangou
Eighth Interlude - Tiangou (Cont.)
Journey
Journey (Cont.)
Close
Close (Cont.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 2.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 3.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 4.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 5.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 6.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 7.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 8.)
Ninth Interlude - Raven Branwen (Part 9.)
Light-Hearted
Light-Hearted (Cont.)
Hard-Hearted
Hard-Hearted (Part 2.)
Hard-Hearted (Part 3.)
Breaking Down
Breaking Down (Part 2.)
Breaking Down (Part 3.)
Final Strike
Final Strike (Part 2.)
Final Strike (Part 3.)
Final Strike (Part 4.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 2.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 3.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 4.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 5.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 6.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 7.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 8.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 9.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 10.)
Tenth Interlude - Metatron (Part 11.)
Game Over
Game Over (Cont.)
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Recess
A thought made the doors open wide as I approached and I entered the grand hall with a confident stride. I didn’t make a fuss, I didn’t say a word, I didn’t even make a display of it—but voice by voice, the cafeteria fell silent around me as eyes turned my way.Recess
Quirking my lips up minutely, I cast my glance once from side to side, wondering if anyone would try and start something ahead of schedule. When no one did, I walked down the aisle between the middle tables, passing by the other students without another glance. My eyes drifted for a moment to the staff that sat at the head of the room, meeting the gazes of those I’d already met—Himmel, Toxotes, and my sister Olivia. I gave a slight nod to each and the first two returned it, but my sister rolled her eyes at me, though she was unable to keep the smile off her face. I didn’t so much as glance at anyone else as I walked down the length of the underground hall and took a seat near the center of the hall, allowing myself to be surrounded.
The entire room watched my every move and that was part of why I walked as far as I did—to give them all a chance to gawk. The rest of my team followed a step behind me, Adam keeping his eyes forward while Emerald and Mercury looked around a touch more wearily. Even after I seated myself, they remained standing and waited for a moment, if for different reasons.
“Go ahead and get some food,” I told them, putting an elbow on the table and placing my chin on a hand.
“What do you want?” Adam asked for the sake of appearances, knowing I didn’t need to eat.
“Anything’s fine,” I answered with a shrug, not even looking behind me as I spoke. Adam left immediately, already aware of what was happening, and after a moment’s pause, Emerald and Mercury followed, conveniently leaving the seats all around me empty even as it separated me from my allies—a fact that drew attention as well as any invitation.
The silence my entrance had caused soon gave way to quiet murmurs and the sounds of motion as the gathered factions truly saw me for the first time and, more importantly, saw their chance. This was an opportunity to approach me, to speak to me, and to confront me, and it wasn’t something any of them could afford to pass up. They were watching me even as they discussed what to do, how to approach me, and who should go first. Not all of it was blatantly spoken, but looks were exchanged and students stood and exchanged seats, offering their positions up so others could get closer or at least have a better view. Several of the smaller factions sent members to each other—envoys, really—to compare notes and determine a course of actions and I felt displeasure spread like a virus when it came to light that each group had different intentions for me.
That was part of why I was doing this—why I was forcing everyone to act quickly before anyone could compromise or come to true agreements on how they would handle me. Right now, each group had very different intentions because they also had very limited information; they were uncertain and each saw different ways to handle the situation. If I drew this out, built things up over weeks or months, they’d change their minds as they learned more, find common ground, and eventually put up a united front, but with the fight having occurred less than an hour ago?
There was no way a bunch of people who probably didn’t get along at the best of times were going to come to an agreement now. The larger groups didn’t even bother trying.
So in the pause created by their indecision, I took the chance to look them over and fill in the gaps in my own knowledge. Lunch was a special time and it gathered students from every year and every group into one place, allowing me to get a good look at them and pick out both patterns and trends, and I took advantage of the opportunity to confirm several of my own suspicions. On average, freshmen seemed to have levels in the twenties to thirties, sophomores in the thirties to forties, juniors in the forties to fifties, and seniors in the fifties to sixties. Those were just averages and there were outliers who I assumed were the stars of their years, but most of the people I saw fell into those categories. Because of that fact, it was easy to pick out those who stood out and give them the attention they deserved as the leaders of their peers.
After all, it was only natural for the factions to build themselves around those with power. The different groups simultaneously crossed years and built themselves around them—while there were factions amongst the sophomores, juniors, and seniors, the underclassmen groups seemed to exist with the support of the upperclassmen, based on the complicated web of emotions that surrounded them all. It was easy to imagine why; the weaker factions served as proxies for the stronger ones, ways for them to strict at their enemies while remaining several steps removed. The politicking amongst students was unlikely to ever go too far with the teachers there to keep the peace, but Haven fostered competition and this reeked of Mistrals style. Just as the Families competed through proxy organizations that supported students, so too did the students divide and control those beneath them as best they could. The loyalties they made here would play into their lived beyond the school as they graduated and became Hunters.
It was all about connections, I thought absently as I began to trace the lives with what I saw and heard. For all that Haven was a school, it was a school for Mistral’s future and a place to raise their strongest warriors. The way things were arranged encouraged people to fall in line and form groups, to bond with people they’d later be able to contact for support—and, most importantly, built loyalties both among groups and to their supporters. Each of the senior most factions probably had ties back to at least one of the Families and they’d likely be recruited as soon as they graduated. Though everyone was here to become a Hunter, the friends they made here could still decide their future.
And this was the first time this year that those groups truly came together, edged on by the variable I’d added to their equations. Not everyone was gathered yet, both because several classes hadn’t let out and because there were some that were lying in wait, but everyone could feel that things were about to change. Perhaps before, things had been balanced and both dreams and grudges set aside, but they were bubbling up to the surface as people saw their chances to change things—or rather, as I saw mine.
Now that everyone together, it was easy to see where the lines were drawn. The strongest, and largest, faction present seemed focused around a team of juniors that were watching me closely. Two of them—a pair of brothers—were both frowning severely, while one of their teammates whispered plans to them. Though the brothers seemed to want to approach, they held back at his command and waited, while their forth teammate looked on passively. Around them was a gathering of other upperclassmen, weaker groups that helped prop up their power in return for support of their own.
The Wide-Ruling
LV66
Skoyro Atreus
The Resounding War Cry
LV65
Foteino Atreus
The Man of Twists and Turns
LV62
Halkino Ithacan
The Spear That Throws From Life
LV68
Erythro Argos
Looking them over with the back of my neck, I marked Halkino down as their strategist and possibly their biggest threat. Erythro seemed to be their strongest warrior with a Semblance designed to pierce defenses, but frankly, I wasn’t worried about anyone in this room when it came to battle—whereas someone smart enough to hold back and try to subvert me in other ways might be annoying. Skoyro seemed to be the leader of their team and fairly intelligent in his own right, but what made him dangerous was that he seemed to be willing to heed Halkino’s advice. Even so, I doubted any of them could afford to standby as their positions were besieged and Foteino seemed to wish for a fight already. I’d need to keep an eye on them and how they chose to approach, but with things as they were now, they could hardly hold back.
Besides, the advantage of facing upperclassmen was that they’d been around for a while—and had already had time to make enemies. From their biographies, the way they were sitting, and how their emotions flared when eyes met, I’d say they had a hard time getting along with a second, far smaller group of juniors.
The Judge of Light
LV59
Porfyro Alexandria
The Cruel Eyes of Fate
LV55
Asimi Alexandria
The Man Loved by the Stars
LV64
Aspro Victrix
The Face That Launched a Thousand Ships
LV53
Helen Laconic
Two Alexandrians, I noted. If Kyanos is the heir, they can’t be siblings, so…cousins, perhaps? Or perhaps there’s more to it; I suppose I’d find out soon enough or else I’d just ask Kyanos himself. Regardless, there seemed to be some bad blood between the groups and given their smaller size and relative weakness, I doubt that rivalry had been going very well for them. Given the way Porfyro was looking between Foteino and I, I suspected it wouldn’t take much to get him to approach me and ask for my support—and from there, it would be simple to make them subordinates, which might be enough to incite a conflict with the Aetreus in and of itself.
But would the grudge between them be more trouble than it was worth? From the whispers in the room and the murmurs between envoys, Foteino seemed to loathe Porfyro with a passion and something like that was unlikely to go away any time soon. While I couldn’t say I really cared if everyone got along or not, this seemed like something that ran deep—presumably because of the rather stunning Helen that seemed central to the conflict. Worse, while their enemies seemed united, Porfyro’s team hardly seemed as such, as neither Helen nor Asimi seemed close to each other or the rest of their team. Porfyro and Aspro seemed the closest and even then they barely looked at one another; if there was anything tying them together, it looked like it was the fact that they couldn’t survive apart. It seemed that Haven’s teambuilding had backfired in this case, because while such friction wouldn’t have been out of place amongst freshmen, it was rather alarming between juniors. And…while undoubtedly sad, I couldn’t help but think that I had more important things to do with my life.
On the other hand…it was hard to deny that they were interesting in other ways. Asimi’s Semblance seemed to give her a form of precognition. Given the bags under her eyes, how she stared off into space with glazed eyes, and the way she’d suddenly started shaking—a fact that I suspected I might have been at fault for—I doubt that what she saw particularly pleasant, but talents like that were exceptionally rare and undeniably useful, even with the limitations to what she could see. With my healing abilities and other powers, I might be able to curb some of the side effects of that and make her ability a touch more pleasant and I’d happily brush aside whatever drama lay between the teams to have a power like that on my side. With the close ties between the Alexandria and the Roma, as well as my own friendship with Kyanos, it should be simple enough to arrange. Added to Porfyro’s ocular abilities, Helen’s unconscious influence, and Aspro’s odd talent…they were interesting. It just might be worth sorting out their issues, given their abilities.
But there was still something missing. Porfyro’s group wasn’t powerful or united enough to truly oppose their enemies. Did the Atreus’ brothers rule the junior year unopposed? It was possible if they really were the strongest, but even then I’d expect someone to try to oppose them, if only because power was richly rewarded.
I pondered that as I looked around, not moving a muscle. I’d already noticed the gaps—the seats that were being saved, the groups that were incomplete. I’d already seen the faces of everyone in school that’s to the breadth of my senses, but it was easiest to get a feel for the connections between people when I could see them together. Still, with most of the already classes let out, it was easy to fill in the blanks and, reaching out, I rifled through the juniors still outside the lunch hall, already pretty sure I knew who I was looking for. A crowd was already making their way towards us, accompanied by a large number of other juniors, but the one with the highest level was…
For Every One, Fifteen
LV70
Roland White
I’d see who he was closest to when he arrived, though I was pretty sure his cousin Charles was one. Still, what mattered was that that accounted for the junior factions, though the most important groups were still unaccounted for. Most of the seniors seemed to be waiting for something, but none of the factions seemed to be out in force yet. Although…there was one student that seemed to have gathered people around himself and who was looking at me passively. Even so, there was an intensity to his interest that told me he was merely waiting before making his move and that his current calm had nothing to do with uncertainty. When the rest of the students arrived, he’d be one of the first to act, I was sure—I just wasn’t certain how. But with a title like his…well, he didn’t seem like one for meekness.
The Worker of Despair
LV74
Desher Ozymandias
But still nothing happened. I almost wanted to laugh at how quiet the room remained even as a few minutes ticked by, but I supposed everyone here was waiting for the same thing before we got this party started. Well, but…they’d been here from the beginning, waiting to make an entrance, though I suppose I couldn’t fault them for that.
Moments after the rest of the student body tickled in, the doors to the hall opened again and a group of seniors made their way inside in neat little rows and the entire room seemed to take a collective breath at the sight of them. Several silent glances were exchanged and, almost as one, several students stood from their chairs and made their way towards me. Tilting my head slightly, I meet Adam’s eyes and we both smiled as he made his way back to the table with a tray in hand.
The last of the seniors in three rows, their leaders at their heads. In the center, Cinder walked with a quiet clicking of glass on stone, but to the sides.
The Once and Future King
LV84
Albus Arcturus
The Giant’s Causeway
LV81
Fionn Fiamma
Here was gathered what was supposedly the strongest generation Haven had seen in decades, with dozens of plans forced to come to a head.
It was time to have some fun.
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