"So what was that back there? Do you have some sort of relic that allows you to fly?" Juniper asks, puzzled.
Thalia looks at her and shrugs her shoulders. "No, there is no known relic that gifts the ability of flight," Thalia replied. "Also, students aren't allowed to contract with relics until after graduation." Thalia now grinning at the girl.
"I thought so! Then that means that you're the famous goddess Storm." Juniper says, barely holding in her excitement. "Your one of the eight students in the whole institute who was born with a bloodline trait," Junipers says. Her eyes glowed, and her body shook, this time out of excitement rather than fear.
Taking a large breath in and exhaling before smiling and saying, "Yes, people call me that occasionally." Theo snickers behind her, covering his mouth with his hand.
Thalia earned her nickname for two distinct reasons. The first is her unique bloodline trait called "Storm Caller." It allows her to manipulate more than just the simple weather. She can communicate with the wind to do her bidding on a certain level. She can also whisper to the sky to beckon lightning powerful enough to bring thunder that makes the air crackle. Her soft green eyes turn bright green whenever she summons a storm. The second reason is that all the boys idolize her and her vicious personality. They refer to her as the Storm Goddess. She is pretty to look at, but it's dangerous to get too close.
Rolling her eyes, " I only electrocuted one cocky pendejo because he slapped my ass at training. And I get called vicious." Thalia says, sounding annoyed.
Then placing his hand on her shoulder, says, ", Well, it would've been great if that's all you did. Everyone is still reeling from when you sent all the boys on the soccer team flying.
"Well, that one I did do. Jackson Ohaer nor anyone on the soccer team will ever cheat again." Thalia says with a devious smile.
"Also, there was that time you beat the hell out of Derek and sent him to the medical ward," Theo said.
"Okay, but that time was justified. He was a prick who always bullied you!" Thalia replied.
"Didn't he always call you an ugly twig loser?" Thalia said, now teasing Theo.
Theo said with his cheeks flushed, rubbing his hands together. "Shut up, and that was a long time ago."
Juniper breaks out laughing at the siblings rattling off the Storm Goddess's greatest hits. " I'm a freshman here at the Institute. So it's very refreshing to be able to hang out with some upperclassmen," she says, still laughing.
She Grabs Theo's fidgeting hands. "I don't think your skinny or a loser," Juniper says while avoiding eye contact and looking down at his shoes.
Theo's hand sweating now in the embrace of Juniper's hand. His hand is huge in comparison to her tiny hands. Even though Theo is regarded as small, he is actually above average compared to ordinary men. Compared to his fellow male students in the Institute, he is small. Many students are descendants of upper Echelons' main and branch families. Which means that they are children of powerful contractors.
When Contractors reproduce, they can pass on their abnormal physique and attributes. In rare cases, when two contractors have a baby, a phenomenon called a bloodline trait can be awakened. A bloodline trait is the manifestation of power akin to the power a relics ego bestows on its contractor. The only key difference is that there is no need for a contract, and the baby becomes a vessel.
A vessel that could be thought of as a living relic who, at puberty, awakens an ego within themselves that gifts them extraordinary powers with no limitations or drawbacks. Unlike a natural-born human, an individual born with a bloodline trait can also form a second soul contract with two egos.
The odds of a child possessing a bloodline trait is roughly 5%. Although the statistic drastically increases when two people with a bloodline trait reproduce, it rises from 5% to around 40-50%. So a lot of upper-echelon families only married and coupled with contractors. So their children would be superior in the gene pool and in resources. There are only around 25 upper-echelon families.
The top 7 are called the Knights of the Round Table. The seven great families include the Elceed, Hulcan, Winfreed, Bluerose, Henderson, Arlington, and the Dynasty family. Each of the seven control and own the rights to the manufacturing and distribution of a valuable resource. They have immense influence and control over what happens in New Roark.
The Monorail bells chime three times, indicating they are approaching the Institute's docking station platform. They swipe their wristbands across the scanner again, the doors open, and they step off.
Dante has lost it all. His kid, his wife. All in the blink of an eye. Who is to blame? Fate, God, or maybe just plain bad luck. All Dante knows is that mercy is what took his life from him. The arrogance of showing mercy. He vows to never again be so naive. In the midst of drinking, smoking and screwing his life away. Dante’s way of life is flipped upside down with his new assignment. He is to tasked to add new members to his team.
Thalia a girl who wanted to be an Apex Legend her whole life. She dreams of stopping bad guys and righting the worlds wrongs. Thalia believes that everyone deserves a second chance. Although her goals become daunting after being assigned to the newly developed team.
Two fates intertwined by duty. One who sees nothing but the good in the world. While the other finds it hard to see anything but the bad in the world. All the while a new threat lurks in the shadows. Threatening to destroy the newfound peace. The legends fought so hard to protect.
Hi Everyone! This is my first story. So I would appreciate any feedback. Thank you for reading!
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