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“I can't believe this! Didn't we have enough trouble already?” Celes is complaining after I communicated my mothers warning to her. Right now we are on our way to school.

“I hope the little masters are careful today. I have heard some disturbing things about that new student. Yesterday after he was registered to school, he went to the fighting class and picked a fight with a whole group of students. He beat them up badly.” Rose warns us.

“So we will have to deal with him in special class for sure. That's great!” Celes complains even more.

“Hmmm. So who should beat him up if he picks a fight?” I ask Celes.

“If you would do me the honour. I don't feel like breaking bones today.” Celes watches out of the window.

“You still have trouble with your hormones? It feels like you are a little more edgy than usual.” She was like this since breakfast.

“I am fine. I just need a little space for myself.” Celes answers and I keep my mouth shut.

Obviously she is still pissed from yesterday's date. She had something else in mind, but nature blew a hole into her plans. Well, she deserves no less for ignoring her body.

Though I think it could have happened to me too. The multiverse gets your gender right in about ninety-nine out of a hundred reincarnations. Every hundredth reincarnation it fucks up and you end up in a body of the opposite gender.

It has something to do with the compatibility between body and soul. The soul sticks to the first body, which is a match. For some strange reason, some body's are compatible with almost every soul.

I never really understood the reason for this. Probably just a sick joke of the multiverse. Everyone has to laugh once in a while.

After a few minutes, we arrive at the school and silently make our way to the first class. Celes is still pissed at herself and the world. I can't do anything about it. If I talk to her, I will probably just become the target of her anger.

That's how this stuff works in my opinion. If a woman is angry, you hide somewhere and keep out of sight until the storm is over.

If you give her a present or try to cheer her up, you have a fifty fifty chance. In the first case you manage it, then you are the hero. In the second you will be a nuisance and treated accordingly.

Some hours later, the dreaded special class is on the list. When we arrive at the meeting place, which is the same open area it always was, we find Stephen and Iris. The others are also present.

But the reason, why Stephen and Iris attract my attention is because they are holding hands. Their expression is... yeah... if this was some kind of comic, the artist would draw a pink aura and hearts around them. That's how it feels!

Garbiel, Tanja, Sven and Sandra are also present.

“Hi, Stephen. Long time no see.” I try to strike a conversation because I am curious.

“Oh Angrod and Celes! I just escorted Iris here. I am gone then, my class is about to start too.” He bows and leaves.

I throw a curious look at Iris, who starts to fiddle with her hands at everyone’s gazes. It seems everyone became aware of those two.

“Well.. you see. I live inside the Cygnus mansion now and as a result I spent really much time with Stephen and at some … time he proposed I guess? So we are a couple now! No need to look at me like a rare animal!!” Iris is red from head to toe.

“Ohohoho. How far did you go already?” Sandra and Tanja jump at Iris. That's exactly the right matter for those two bird brains. Celes runs up to them too and they have the typical girls talk.

I turn to Gabriel and Sven who are now the only ones I can have a … decent talk with. I hope?

“So what's up with Tongord?” I ask them. The lesson should have already started.

“He went to get the new student.” Gabriel informs me and Sven nods. “The rumours say that yesterday, he went against the whole fighting class and won.” Sven adds.

Sven somehow managed to get a hold of his shyness over the years. Though he is only all right with people whom he knew for a little while.

“The rumours on this school are always a little out of proportion.” I just remember the rumour about me and Celes, subduing the whole fighting class with our presence alone.

The guys in that class are all weaklings after all. You could throw them by the dozens against anyone of the special class. Many mangled bodies would be your only result.

At this moment Tongord arrives with a guy of about our age. He has horns and slit pupils, like someone with a strong royal bloodline should have. His hair is dark like mine and you can really see a strong resemblance.

I guess he really is my cousin? “So here we have the other students of the special class. Everyone line up here!” We do as ordered and Tongord continues with the introduction.

“So here we have Iris, Tanja, Celes, Sandra, Gabriel, Angrod and Sven. Everyone, this is Markorn of Tirna.” Markorn smiles and bows to us. “I am happy to join your class.”

Markorn walks up to the beginning of the line and shakes hands with everyone. Reaching Celes, he bows down in an attempt to kiss the back of her hand.

*WACK!*

At the mere attempt Celes gave him a slap with the backside of her hand, lifting him up three meters into the air while spinning two times. He falls to the ground head first and impacts.

Ouch! Celes took the work from me. What a way to end your life.... his spinal cord must be broken!

“Hahaha! I like them spicy. It's no fun without a little challenge. The people in this class are sure to be worth the time.” The corpse talks! Markorn stands up and tests the movement of his head.

We hear some creaking sounds, like something snapped back into place, but otherwise Markorn seems to be fine.

He continues farther down the line, until he reaches me. “I am pleased to meet you cousin. It was overdue for a long time now.”

“The pleasure is on my side.” I answer. He grabs my hand and puts his whole strength into it. Which is enormous. I hold against it with everything I have until I hear my bones break.

The pain must have been immense. But I didn't even flinch. As soon, as I realized that I wont win this fight of strength, I used my telekinesis to sever the nerves for pain in my hand. All I feel is a nasty itch.

This obviously disturbs Markorn a little, he must have felt the bones break. So he lets go and continues towards Sven. Remaining with me for too long would have been strange.

I will kill that bastard! I will take my time doing so! This isn't going to be over fast, I swear.

I hold my hands behind my back and set the bones right. He got my two fingers and one of the metacarpals! By the time Markorn is done shaking hands with Sven, I have already healed my hand again.

Then Markorn walks back up to the teacher and Gabriel and Sven look at me with worried faces. “You okay?” “I could hear them break!”

“No worries. I am fine!” I smile and show them my hands while moving them as proof. At this sight, I can see Markorn's eyes go round for a second.

“Okay! After we are now all somewhat introduced to each other, we can start our training fights again. Markorn, you as a newcomer can choose your opponent if you want.” Tongord continues the training.

“I would like to test myself against my cousin!” Markorn answers with a devilish smile. “That's fine then, everyone else team up and start training.”

The others also team up for training and spread out. I am left alone with Markorn. “That's strange, I thought I broke them. You are rather weak for someone of the royal bloodline dear cousin.”

“I see no problem with it. I just find it strange that you aren't hiding your hostility at all.” I really don't know what to think of that guy.

“There is no need to play games between us. I am pretty sure, I can take Celes from you and get the throne for myself. A weakling like you isn't cut out for the throne.” He is very confident to have the upper hand.

I put my hands into my pockets and set up a few defence spells. “We will see about that. Will you talk for the rest of the day, or can we start the training?”

“I will start the beating then.....” Suddenly Markorn is in front of me. Did he teleport? I didn't see him move at all! I pull my head back by pure reflex. It was burned into me from training every day with Celes. An open palm crushes my shield and drives forward, through the space where my head had been.

A stone lifts from the ground and shoots straight at Markorn, but it is swept aside by his hand. Not fair! That should have killed him! I jump backwards, but Markorn follows in close range and continues to throw his fists and feet at me.

Each time I manage to evade by a hairs breath. I thrust my hand at him and a small red orb shoots out, but he evades with ease.

“Hahahaha! Silly little spells! Ain't worth a thing if you can't hit!” He leaps forward and places a perfect kick on my chest. The air is pressed out of my lungs, but thankfully my stone skin spell protects me from taking serious injuries. I still feel like something broke!

I am still thrown backwards. It is like I was hit by a truck. After flying a low arc through the air I impact the floor and stay down.

While lying on my back and casting another healing spell I think about the situation. This guy is way too powerful. Something is off. He seems to use the same fighting aura, as that Senda guy. Senda fought just with his body too, but that guy is on another level.

“Done already? I am even more disappointed now.” It seems that Markorn doesn't want to shut up.

Somehow I am angry now. I don't get angry often. Hmmm, I guess using a second hand is allowed in that case.

Suddenly Markorn appears above me and I see the sole of a foot coming down on my face. Teleport again?

The foot stomps down but all that gets stomped is earth. I teleported ten meters above Markorn, swinging down one of my hands in a chopping motion from above, a wave of energy discharges from me.

But the sucker somehow realizes the danger and jumps to the side. A five meter long rift is struck into the earth, where he just stood.

Now he jumps up to me, but I teleport to the ground again. Hehehe. That's the problem with high speed movement, you can only do it if you can propel yourself somehow. Real teleportation is much more convenient.

I shoot another -air bullet- at him, which he can't evade. It strikes him point blank and he is lifted even higher.

*WHAM*

Air bullet is a nice spell. It doesn't have much penetration power, but it packs a serious punch of physical energy.

I wait until Markorn falls down again, in his face I see pure rage. When he is about five meters above me I hit him again, pounding him upwards again.

*WHAM*

And again.

*WHAM*

And again.

*WHAM*

Mwahaha, this is fun.

*WHAM*

Though, it's disturbing that I can't do any damage to the sucker. Hmmm, what to do? A little experiment to test his defence?

*WHAM*

Let's try how you deal with one of these.

A little, fist sized red orb of energy appears in my hand. I move my hand to aim at him but Tongord grabs my hand from the side.

“That's enough. I think there isn't much value in this duel any more.” He looks wary into my face.

“I don't think we are done yet!” I answer and stare at Tongord.

*PLOP*

Markorn hits the ground with an ungraceful belly landing. He jumps up and storms to us. “I WILL GET YOU BACK FOR THIS! YOU ….”

*RRRUUMMMBBBLLEEEE*

A distant sound can be heard like the roll of thunder. Everyone turns into the direction to see what happened.

There is a mountain in the south of Midhold. But now a little piece of it is missing near the peak. It's no big deal that would be noticeable, if you weren't looking for it. But a cloud of smoke and dust marks the place pretty good.

It must be quite the event, if you can see it from here. The mountain is pretty far away.

“Isn't that the direction, one of those red orbs of yours went Angrod?” Tongord asks me with a serious tone.

“Uuum. Yes, the orb went that direction.” I smile a forced smile at Tongord.

Then Tongord looks at my hand, in which a fist sized red orb is hovering. “That one is bigger!”

“Uuum. Yes, this one is bigger. You are very observant today teacher.” I still smile at him.

“Dispel that thing at once! You will NOT mess up my training field!” He screams at me.

“Hmpf. Fine.” I close my hand around the orb and it is gone. The lesson is at its end anyway. Tongord cares about his training field more than his own life.

Markorn still glares at me, but he is silent now. I smirk at him and walk back to the others, who are already grouped up.

***

Some time later Celes and I are inside the car and on our way home. I take a curious look outside the window and ogle the new look of the mountain.

“You had that dangerous smile on you face again today.” -Celes

“Dangerous?” -Me

“You know, like you were really enjoying to hurt someone. And when you started to treat him like a ball to play with. Then you got that other look, like you were dissecting a rare animal.” Celes sounds a little worried.

“Hm. And I am not allowed to experiment on a bastard, who broke my fingers? And tried to kiss you? He would have survived it anyway.” -Me

Damn! That came across the wrong way! Didn't that sound like I was jealous?

“He would have survived THAT!?” -Celes

Good! She didn't realize it!

“I felt an unbelievable amount of mana inside him. Maybe that spell would have been just enough to scratch him.... ” -Me

“Do we have a problem?” -Celes

I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe. But it's for sure that you don't acquire that much mana by natural ways.”