It was probably dawn or something when I realized how long I had been up, just lying on my bed…going on this endless deep dive of all of the warlords, what they do and who they are, though I did find a list at one point that showed all of them in age order: Varga was born in 1662, Andreas was born in 1700, Sovereign was born in 1730, Nel was born in 1735, Sultan was born in 1743…then got into all of the other warlords: the next one mentioned was Destiny Victoria, daughter of Mephistopheles, born in the 1880s, then was Greyson Wayne, son of Iblis born in 1900, then was Heather Greenspan at 1910, then was a pair of twins: Adakai Hassan and Parvati, twins of Azazel and born in the 1920s, then was Lukas Andros, child of Guayota and born in the 1930s, then was a set of twins Frederik and Estell Lopez, twins of Abaddon and born in the 1940s, next was Hector Yang, son of Baal and born in the 1950s, then was Teresa Milan, daughter of Balam and born in the 1960s, then was Arturo Gomez, son of Baphomet and born in the late-1960s, next was Gisella Romeo who was born in the early 70s, then was Susanna Samson, daughter of Beleth and born in the late-70s, next was Ludwig Von Hurtz, son of Apollyon and born in the early 80s, next was Levi Yeager, son of Belial, born in the late 80s, next was Arin Yeager who is Levi’s younger sister of two years, next was Yasmine Ling, daughter of Dantalion, born in the early-90s, then was Vladislav Marks, son of Aamon and born in 94, then was Princeton who was born June 10th 95, then was Ito Sakura, daughter of Astaroth, born later-95, then was Vesta who was born in December of 95 and the very last, the youngest warlord of them all was one named Zavier Griffith who was born in ‘99.
All of them had these…extremely impressive and intense credentials for their various lines of work and even the youngest who only finished their magical college schooling last year, was already a hot-ticket name all across Europe for their cooking and work in restaurants. I yawned as I rubbed my eyes as I looked up at the top of my phone to see the hour it was.
“Aw…fucking shite” I snapped quietly as I buried my face into the blankets realizing that I had stayed up through the entire night on my deep dive of Princeton’s family. I was also…kind of embarrassed over the fact I had essentially doom-scrolled my way through a rabbit hole of looking into his family.
I was a zombie, figuratively at least, when I got into work, rubbing my eyes as I yawned heavily, not even really focusing on what I was doing as my body was fully running on autopilot for the motions of when I get to work. I was nearly falling asleep with every blink as I hobbled my way to my desk as I dropped my head on my arms. I didn’t even know I fell asleep till I felt someone tapping something on my head. I snorted as I rose my head.
“Morning, sleepy-head” a familiar face said as he set a cup of coffee on my desk.
“Thanks, Kegan” I said in my stupor as I took it, he laughed softly as he sat on the corner of my desk.
“Stakeout go alright?” he asked, but his tone was obvious that he was really asking me how my interview with Penelope went.
“Fine, just…some confusing things afterwards that have nothing to do with it.”
“Confusing how?”
“Private”
“Alright, I’m not one to pry” he said, it’s a little odd seeing him not scaled as that’s how I first saw him, he’s taller with very olive toned warm skin and long, choppy cut blond hair and green eyes, but my mind still flashes with him scaled and hair made of jellyfish tentacles. I’m still not used to the whole Seer thing with seeing flashes or fades of various magical effects vanishing, if it’s a physical change they can do its usually easier on my eyes, but illusions like Kegan is kind of like having a slow strobe light in the fringes of your peripheral…annoyed, but not something that you can’t ignore.
“I’m not even sure how to go about everything that happened afterwards myself.” I whispered into my hands as I set the coffee down.
“Are you sure you can’t tell me?” he asked, sounding actually…fairly concerned about me, which was a little confusing to me as we’ve only met each other once.
“When’s lunch?” I asked
“’bout an hour or so” he said
“You up for a pint?”
“Ah, I see…that kind of day.”
“It’s been a long day and it’s still before noon”
“Dorian” he said resting a hand on my shoulder, “I know that…” he said before sighing softly as he looked around, but I saw his other hand move against his leg, to others they probably just thought he was cracking his knuckles or something, but I saw this flash and swirl of magic around his fingers. “I know that for humans…being familiar or friends with co-workers is a very weird thing, but Mabel, Victoria and I…we look out for each other because to us, we are co-workers, but because the three of us are hiding out here and doing our work…we see each other as closer than co-workers because the three of us only have each other to really rely on for things that would happen with having to interact with humans and all…but you’re one of us now, you are on our team now so…if anything weird magically ever happens to you…you can tell us if you want. We’re here to help keep our world save and protected from humans…and you’re part of our world now.”
“Just don’t start singing about that.”
“But, if a pint would help you tell me…if you want to talk about it, I’d be willing to buy you one.” He said with a laugh, clapping my shoulder before he stood and walked off.
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