Arthur's POV cont

Simon has never talked about what happened to his parents or about his life before he got his powers. I myself only know bits and pieces from what I managed to overhear from my dad talking to his colleagues. When I was eight years old, I walked out of the toilet and was on my way back to my room when I heard my dad mention that he and his task force had arrested a kid about my age at the time after investigating a dark magic explosion. His superiors all thought the kid had casted a forbidden spell in order to gain dark magic but my dad and another mage begged to differ and said that the amulet the kid was wearing was cursed with dark magic and the kid was just an unlucky host. And that kid was none other than Simon, he still has the amulet with him and whenever I tried asking him about it or about his former life he would avoid the question or change the subject. I guess some things are still too painful to talk about.

Simon's POV

After buying chrysanthemum flowers from a nearby shop, I took a cab to the cemetery.

I entered the cemetery and my parents' tombstones with a heavy heart, I laid out the flowers in front of the graves “Hi Mum, Hi Dad, I came to see you again” I said with a shaky voice unable to hold back the tears dripping out. My parents have told me many stories about magic when I was a kid and I never believed in any of them, Like I said “If I have never seen it, it doesn’t exist. Seeing is believing, right?” I told them what happened during training and all, sparing no details about all the magic that occurred, I can imagine their faces smiling and saying “We told you magic was real!”. As I finished my story and stood up getting ready to leave I felt a bloodlust and a strong ominous presence from within, followed by a gruff disembodied growl “Hahahaha, Don’t worry boy! You will join them soon” I looked around and saw no one. Thinking it was all in my head I called a cab and headed to the party.

Little did I know something more menacing was about to happen……..

When I arrived at the Hotel the party was held at, I paid the cab driver and headed in. The hotel was owned by Arthur's family. You can tell by the giant name in the front door of the building which reads: THE CROMWELL HOTEL. As I walked in the door a bellhop greeted me and asked where I was going.

"The Typhoon room please, Arthur is expecting me" I replied, as soon as he heard Arthur's name he quickly guided me to a private changing room and handed me a suit instructing me to put it on, kinda expected I supposed I couldn't really go to a party wearing my uniform. 

After changing, the Bellhop took my uniform while another escorted me to the function room. He opened the doors for me and as I entered the room Art quickly came to greet me "You're finally here, took you long enough! Bill and his family are already here. Come on!" Art signalled me to follow him, as we were walking a familiar voice called out to me "Simon, glad to see you made it" looking up I saw my mentor wearing a suit and holding a glass of what I assume is champagne in his right hand. "Yes sir, I wouldn't miss this party for the world!" I replied smiling. "I guess not considering William and the two of you are close friends." He said looking at me and Art "Well, go on then! I wouldn't want you to keep William waiting." He gestured for us to get going.

"Quick!" Art gestured excitedly as he started walking faster. "Bill! Bill!" he shouted like he was about to jump of his skin from pure excitement, a young svelte boy our age wearing specs and blue hair turn to look and as he saw us his expression change to pure joy as he ran towards and hugged us

"Art, Si you both made it! It's been way too long." William said with tears of excitement as he hugged us even tighter.

"B..Bill…..it…it's good to see you too! But…can't…..breath…"I managed to say while choking. "Oh! Sorry I just missed you guys so much" he let go of us as he said this.

As Art and myself were recovering our breaths, William asked "So Si have you managed to control your powers yet?"

"Yeah I can summon my magic for close combat but it's still pretty weak, Mr Chronos says it's because I'm still afraid of it." I replied while thinking about whether I should tell my mentor about the voice I heard back at the cemetery.

"He got his ass kicked during training" Art teased with a cheeky smile

"You went too far and gave me this" I respond angrily and pointed at the bandage around my head

"Oh… so that's from Art, I thought you got it from training how to fight using a wooden sword." Bill said, bringing back memories of an embarrassing moment of my first day in school.

"You promised not to bring it up ever again" my face red with embarrassment as I replied him

"Now now children" said a woman in a beautiful white dress as she clapped her hands to get our attention. "You should all go and get the food before it finishes!"

"We will Mum" Bill replied "come on! Last one there's a rotten egg" He took off as he said this.

The rest of the night was full of laughter, eating and drinking as we catched up with William about what's happening in school as well as on his trip to Italy. He told us that his family went to the remains of all the places the ancient mages used to live and gather at, including mount Olympus in Greece!

The party lasted till 12ish in the morning and we were all pretty tired after that. When I reached home I took a quick shower and fell flat on my bed. Luckily it was the weekend so I can sleep in without worrying about being late for school.