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Authors: Mitchell Olson
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thought that Aura seemed lost in was unusually deep for the boy. After a moment, he snapped out of it.
“No, never mind,” said Aura. “That wouldn’t make any sense…”
* * * *
The next morning as the flames rose through the dark sky to create the kingdom’s sun, the two boys awoke. They were both in good spirits. Ash was particularly excited to learn more about controlling his flame. It took him a while to get the hang of it, but after coming into contact with God’s Blessing his firepower had awoken. He could create it with no problems now, but do little else besides shoot it directly forward or just hold it.
Aura outfitted Ash with an older jacket he had laying around, similar in style to his favorite black and blue jacket. Ash tried wearing it like Aura usually does, with the jacket slung over his shoulders and buttoned on at the neck just like a cape. He decided only one man at a time could pull off a jacket-cape, and that man was Aura Draxler.
The two headed off to work. At the castle entrance, like every other day, they were stopped and made to push the giant gates open themselves. They groaned and glared at the royal guards, hoping their little recurring joke would come to an end soon. Through the courtyard, past all the desperate bureaucrats and scholars, and up the stairs to the castle gate. Again, they are met by the same unfunny joke. “Pull the gates open yourself.” Big laughs all around.
The boys made their way through the castle and swung by the cafeteria, grabbing handfuls of finger food from the free employee buffet. Some of it they stuffed into their mouths and some of it they stuffed into their pockets. They’d come to realize that Shiva wasn’t always the best at judging when it was lunchtime; so in order to ensure they got fed on time the boys began collecting rations at the beginning of their day.
After a quick breakfast they walked through the elaborately decorated stone halls of Castle Hell and wound up at the small inner courtyard where their morning sparring sessions were held. Only this time it was so much better. The lovely Yazma Bethilda, someone Ash had once thought of as a ‘goth beauty’, stood waiting in one of her usual form-hugging black dresses, a beacon of femininity. Shiva was also there, doing her own thing.
“Good to be working with you again, Ash,” Yazma said, smiling like a pageant winner. Ordinarily she taught young children, so getting to tutor an adult was like a vacation for her. She also felt honored to be selected to work with the blossoming celebrity that was the half-human in Hell. And to a lesser extent, she was also proud to be working with the Lady Satan and that bizarre death touching kid that wouldn’t stop hitting on her.
“Glad to have you back, ma’am,” Ash blushed. He had a small crush on Yazma, but it’d probably never work out between them.
“And I’m glad to once again be bathed in the radiant glow of your beauty, miss,” Aura said, one of his more theatrical pick-up lines.
Yazma ignored Aura entirely and pulled Ash aside. “Okay Ash, do you remember everything I taught you so far?”
“More or less,” Ash said with confidence.
“Lets review some of the basics real quick, just you and I.”
While those two were busy with their private reflection, Aura got over his recent dismissal and studied Shiva. She hasn’t said a word yet, he thought. She’d normally start out the morning by shouting her voice hoarse. Not today though. Instead she seems distant. Her mind is definitely preoccupied with something, but what? Come to think of it, her behavior the other day was kinda odd as well. Could she be hiding something? What would she have to hide? She’s the most boring person in the kingdom ! The boy thought on it for a few minutes while Yazma drolled away with Ash.
Then it struck him: what if Shiva is hiding a boyfriend? That must be it! She spends all day with us, but we have no idea what she does after work. She
“No, never mind,” said Aura. “That wouldn’t make any sense…”
* * * *
The next morning as the flames rose through the dark sky to create the kingdom’s sun, the two boys awoke. They were both in good spirits. Ash was particularly excited to learn more about controlling his flame. It took him a while to get the hang of it, but after coming into contact with God’s Blessing his firepower had awoken. He could create it with no problems now, but do little else besides shoot it directly forward or just hold it.
Aura outfitted Ash with an older jacket he had laying around, similar in style to his favorite black and blue jacket. Ash tried wearing it like Aura usually does, with the jacket slung over his shoulders and buttoned on at the neck just like a cape. He decided only one man at a time could pull off a jacket-cape, and that man was Aura Draxler.
The two headed off to work. At the castle entrance, like every other day, they were stopped and made to push the giant gates open themselves. They groaned and glared at the royal guards, hoping their little recurring joke would come to an end soon. Through the courtyard, past all the desperate bureaucrats and scholars, and up the stairs to the castle gate. Again, they are met by the same unfunny joke. “Pull the gates open yourself.” Big laughs all around.
The boys made their way through the castle and swung by the cafeteria, grabbing handfuls of finger food from the free employee buffet. Some of it they stuffed into their mouths and some of it they stuffed into their pockets. They’d come to realize that Shiva wasn’t always the best at judging when it was lunchtime; so in order to ensure they got fed on time the boys began collecting rations at the beginning of their day.
After a quick breakfast they walked through the elaborately decorated stone halls of Castle Hell and wound up at the small inner courtyard where their morning sparring sessions were held. Only this time it was so much better. The lovely Yazma Bethilda, someone Ash had once thought of as a ‘goth beauty’, stood waiting in one of her usual form-hugging black dresses, a beacon of femininity. Shiva was also there, doing her own thing.
“Good to be working with you again, Ash,” Yazma said, smiling like a pageant winner. Ordinarily she taught young children, so getting to tutor an adult was like a vacation for her. She also felt honored to be selected to work with the blossoming celebrity that was the half-human in Hell. And to a lesser extent, she was also proud to be working with the Lady Satan and that bizarre death touching kid that wouldn’t stop hitting on her.
“Glad to have you back, ma’am,” Ash blushed. He had a small crush on Yazma, but it’d probably never work out between them.
“And I’m glad to once again be bathed in the radiant glow of your beauty, miss,” Aura said, one of his more theatrical pick-up lines.
Yazma ignored Aura entirely and pulled Ash aside. “Okay Ash, do you remember everything I taught you so far?”
“More or less,” Ash said with confidence.
“Lets review some of the basics real quick, just you and I.”
While those two were busy with their private reflection, Aura got over his recent dismissal and studied Shiva. She hasn’t said a word yet, he thought. She’d normally start out the morning by shouting her voice hoarse. Not today though. Instead she seems distant. Her mind is definitely preoccupied with something, but what? Come to think of it, her behavior the other day was kinda odd as well. Could she be hiding something? What would she have to hide? She’s the most boring person in the kingdom ! The boy thought on it for a few minutes while Yazma drolled away with Ash.
Then it struck him: what if Shiva is hiding a boyfriend? That must be it! She spends all day with us, but we have no idea what she does after work. She
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