𝐍𝐘𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 - 𝘍𝘛𝘞𝘚

𝐕𝐈. 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐥

𝗦𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲 | 𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿
𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡

'So.. Rosalind. Let me guess you think she's the one who swapped you out in the first world.' Beatrix asked Bloom looking through photos and books with me. 'She was a fierce bitch.' She said.
'At the party you said you didn't know who that was.' Bloom replied.
'You were cagey about the "why" so i was cagey about the "who" Bea said walking to another pile of as Riven called it: Dusty rubish.
'Well it doesnt matter anyways 'cause all i found is dead ends. Except for this.' Bloom said walking to the door we couldn't open.

'So lets go in.' I said. 'Its locked.' Bloom replied. 'And your a fire, fairy Bloom. I've seen you in class. I know your powerfull. Question is...' Beatrix begun. Bloom scoffed. 'How powerful.' I said. 'If I wanted to, i could get though this door. I'd light the whole school on fire in the process, but power? Thats not the problem.' Bloom said and she walked away. 'Good to know.' Bea replied.

'I just, um... i dont want to get Sky in trouble.' Bloom said. 'But you do want answers.' Beatrix and i said in unison. I smiled.

'I could.. fry the hinges.' Bloom replied. 'I could try to break it with my "Earth powers" I suggested 'Or i could just.. pick the lock.' Bea said. 'Yeah thats.. much cleaner.' Bloom nodded. 'And more door friendly.' I chuckled.

Beatrix smiled at me as she walked through the just lock picked door. I walked in after her, but Bloom took a few seconds.

'You comming or what?' I asked, and she walked in. In the room there was this round stone looking table, looks old.
'I knew Alfea had a... military past, but.. its still a school, this is like a war room.' Bloom said. 'Its not like a war room, it is a war room.' Beatrix begun triggering the dust on the round old table to do some weird shit, creating some sort of map.
'Oh my god... thats actually so cool.' I said. 'A place where shady-arse people decide who lives and who dies.' Bea resumed. The dust had now turned from a miniature town into a sort of desert.

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'Its weird. It looks like Rosalind was barely at the school in 2004.' Bloom said. 'No shit.' I said. 'She was leading the crusade against the burned ones.' Beatrix replied.
'I just have to find where she was in December 'cause that's when i was born.' Bloom said. 'You were born in December of 2004?' Bea asked. 'Yeah. My birth certificate from the first world says December 12. But i'm assuming it was a few days before.' Bloom replied. 'That certainly tracks.' Bea mumbled.

'I think this is her schedule from that year.' Bloom said, looking at the schedule in front of her.
'That's mildly anoying.' I told her, referring to the numberous of notifications she was getting.
She chuckled. 'Endles suite group texts.' She said. 'I'll deal with it later.'

'So...' she begun, but was stopped by a sudden call from Sky, which she ignored.
'It looks like.. Rosalind was at a place called Aster Dell, maybe my birth parents weren't students. Maybe they were from this Aster Dell place.' And as Bloom said this, Beatrix silently distroyed Bloom's phone with her electric powers.
'Did you say Aster Dell?' Beatrix asked. 'Yeah.' Bloom responded.
'Can you.. make that map thing work again?' Bloom asked. 'Maybe I can find it.'

'No need. I know where that is.' Bea said. 'Wanna go?' She asked.
'What? Like... Like now?' Bloom responded. 'It's a few hours from here.' Beatrix said.
'You ditched assembly, lied to Sky, broke into a secret war room. Now you wanna give up?' I asked.
'I'm saying that its getting late, and maybe I don't wanna ditch school with someone i barely know.' Bloom replied. 'You know that we've got you further than anyone else has, and that we are also ditching school with someone we barely know... but maybe Dowling will spill her guts now that you've found the secret war room she keeps under lock and key.' Beatrix said.

'How would we get there?' Bloom asked. 'Let us worry about that.' Beatrix said putting her arm around me as we walked away. 'You mean you, im not going.' I said.

'What?' Beatrix asked disappointed. 'Bea, darling, im tired as fuck. I need to read, listen to cigarettes after sex and Clairo or i'll fucking die.' I replied.
She chuckled. 'Do you have you phone and headphones with you?' She asked. 'Yep.' I replied. 'And a book?' She asked. 'Yep.' I said again.
'Then you can read while we're on our way, your coming with us.' Beatrix said.