The Grey Storm

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Celestials
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Rokossovsky and Rouge were walking down the hallways of the hotel, "You're sure this is a hotel? This looks like a freaking palace!" Rokossovsky shook his head wondering where did Won get this kid from? He couldn't even handle the mission of explaining what's happening to the Big Boss's turf without getting sick and getting drunk on the job. "It's the Royals hotel, it was built for foreign important figures and other country royals to protect the palace of Kkien jinni." (Bad omens)

"Kitten Gin?"

"Kkien jinni, means bad omens." Rokossovsky defined the word for him, seeing the confused look on the Korean kid's face. "Back then in ancient times, it was believed foreigners were bad omens that will harm the Malagarians like their ancestors: Ancient Egyptians." showing a painting of two tribes shaking hands by the beach. The Egyptians coming off the boats and the Malagarians welcoming them, "When the remaining Egyptians fled into two groups after the last Pharaoh died by Romans. Not even wanting to be under the Arab control found the Malagarian tribe who were more advanced civilization, the reminding Egyptians hid their secret history and rebirth into Malagar. Malagarians has always had a hard time trusting foreigners, but the first Queen of the Nara Islands married a Japanese Lord, the people accepted Japanese people." pointing the portrait of the first Queen and her husband, she was beautiful. Dark blue hair, blue eyes and a pale complexion with a blue tint. "God sure took his time with her,"

"Indeed, Big Boss say the sea God, Nadjim saved her life because she was too beautiful to die. She became the first Malagarian to be blessed with abilities, hence the Lohistrog Royal family was born. When World war one happened, the Hostroh meijah happened. For a hundred and nine years Malagarians closed their countries to foreigners, until Queen Mazadorä Varashella Corolla Pemona Meehan opened the doors to foreigners to BTS." (Bloody Rose petal steps)

"Dude, I do not know the history. I just wanted to know what kitten Gin means,"

"If you want to thrive in the underworld, by being with Big Boss. You need to know every history so you don't offend her. . .or she'll give you the fatal mercy." Rokossovsky warned holding the door handle without looking at him, Rouge swallowed his words as Rokossovsky knocked on the door. Letting Rouge enter first, seeing the Big Boss sitting on the couch reading papers. She had circular glasses sitting low on the bridge of her nose, pouting while being focused. "Greetings to the Grey Phoenix," Rouge bowed lowly with his head looking at the white carpet floor, Rokossovsky shook his head looking at Rouge weirdly standing with his hands behind his back. "Rokossovsky, Drunken Master." Rouge laughed nervously straightening himself, "About that, please forgive me. I promise to have a strong stomach," Rouge repeatedly bowed, showing sincerity.

"Potseluy v zadnitsu vysokomernogo mudaka," (Kiss ass arrogant prick,) Rokossovsky cursed as Isamiona smirked, Rouged looked at him for a moment. "I'm busy, is the house on fire?"

"Rouge got news for you,"

"Go on?" she looked at him with a wicked grin pouring a red liquor into a black crystal wine glass, Rouge's face paled. "No, no no no no. I-I can stomach it!"

"Relaxed, it's for me."

"Okay. . .it is better for me to show it," cocking a brow as she let him use the TV again, Rouge touched the thin screen scrolling through videos. Once he found it, he took steps back. It was a broadcast news per-recorded, which quirk the interest of Isamiona:

‘The new boy band group called: Celestials are the tenth gen group stands out from the rest and might be the all time kpop group.’

Isamiona furrowed her brows, looking at Rouge weirdly. "I'm not into Kpop?"

"There's more," the news showed the boy band with special abilities, one of the members flew over the crowd with wings. Short clips of members hovering over fans or floating. Isamiona show this wasn't special effects or strings involved. She saw one of the band member's face, who was very familiar and froze. Her eyes widen in shock.

‘These boys are former subjects of the horrifying institutions of Clinthar. An institute who used children as test subjects for ill intent. Celestials has been debuting since twenty-fourty-two and has been raising standards for other Kpop groups to come.’

Watching the Korean news reporter as the news slide to the concert event that happened yesterday, seeing what is the leader of the group standing on the stage as the camera focusing on him. Isamiona watched on as her heart dropped,

‘I just want to take a moment thank our fans. Without our Angel troops, we wouldn't be here right now. Living up to our dream. There's a new song we created. Dedicated to the person who set the institution alight that night, they're our true saviour. All I know her name is Isamon, she didn't give her true name but we're grateful for her setting us free. Isamon wherever you are right now, thank you!’

The crowd screamed loudly as the next song played for thirty seconds, before going back to the reporter who straightened her papers before speaking:

‘Investigation on Clinthar is still going on for the last three years. Interpol is still discovering two hundred and twelve years of mass graves, giving closure to millions of families who lost their love ones. NATO is looking into compensating the families of the last mass graves of millions in various currencies as world leaders are taking self blame for allowing Clinthar to do heinous crime to the children of the countries, survivors and former members are still afraid to come forward giving inputs and only recognizing by branding on the centre of the back. Whoever is this Isamon saviour, the world is at your debt.’

"Should have killed the guy when he saw me," Isamiona sighed in frustration seeing the video ended, leaning back into the couch. "Only one maybe saw you, told his band members and now leeching off your hard work." Rokossovsky said adding in. "Indeed, I do not know if it's a publicity stunt or out of sincerity. But that's a dick move to put it out there," Isamiona took out a cigarette from her breast pocket as Rokossovsky lit it for her, "Thank you Mister Rouge, for not being so useless."

"Anything for the Big Boss," Isamiona watched him exhaling smoke through her nose, "You aware Big Boss is not an ordinary teenager?"

"Hey man, I'm trying to be relatable―"

"Relax Rokossovsky, just until Won is back." Rouge scoffed offended, "Hey I am just so capable as my cousin, I just don't do the killing." Rokossovsky huffed bowing his head turning away going towards the door, Rouge bowed lowly and smiled cockily. "Let him bury those bodies as punishment," killing the finished cigarette as Rouge paled looking at her shocked. "B-Big Boss,"

"Don't come home bloody,"