F*cked Up High

The Thought of Taking Action

I enter the dorm room, instantly amazed by the modern and sleek design. For most of my life, I had been a resident of older living space designs, so this is truly a drastic change for me —for the better of course. I made my way up the spiral staircase and saw Alora laying down on her stomach in her room, her nose buried in her phone, supposedly playing some sort of game. She lifted her head after hearing me come up. "Oh! Hi Artemis! Your room is a door down from mine." I smile and nod. "Thank you, Alora." It was nice for me to be reassured that Alora and I's relationship has grown slightly better from how we initially met. Although it might be because she is incredibly forgiving and laid back, I do believe I can consider her a friend.

Alora, Darius, and I had spent most of the time at school with each other since our schedules were so closely aligned, so we were able to get familiar with each other well. It was surprising how generous the school was with Alora's schedule. Half of her day was practically free time for herself. Perhaps the board realized how important sleep was for her considering her abilities. Nonetheless, Alora has the choice to roam around the campus as she wishes, our classes included, meaning she can pay us a visit whenever she wanted. We'll just have to reserve a seat for her when the time comes.

I was still quite speechless from the entire day. It all felt unimaginably quick, yet excruciatingly slow at the same time. Today was filled with many conversations, as well as the encounter with not one, but two Scarlet Elite members! If I were to be honest, I hope I made a good impression on both of them. It's been my dream before I came here to become a part of the Scarlet Elite. However, I do need to thank Darius for placing the thought of helping that girl into my mind at that moment. If it weren't for his will, I doubt I would have done anything.

I place my bag on my white desk, pushing away my journal and other materials. After doing so, I began my usual ritual of placing every arrow I brought today on their shelvings. I take out an arrow with a ridged head with messy black feathers. "Gyro, you prove your unrelenting use once again." After placing the arrow on its holder, I begin to take out the next one, which had white feathers with a clean quartz tip. "Quinta, your multi-faced beauty impresses me to this day." Next, the arrow with fluffy purple feathers. "Riven, you pierced through my enemies as well as my heart." I pull out the other arrows, giving them an acknowledgment before putting them on the shelves. I step back from my quiver laying against the wall and lay my eyes upon the twenty arrows, all of them slightly glowing with their unique designs, but only a few of them with their names.

The Arrows of Orion are quite obviously different from normal ones. Not only can they be telepathically controlled and have their abilities, but they also have their names. These names, however, are not always made known right away. Once the arrows are passed down to the next successor, the names and abilities of the arrows are completely and immediately forgotten by the previous wielded. This holy cycle wished upon by Orion has occurred throughout the entire history of the arrows, allowing each owner of the arrows to have their own experience with them. The names of the arrows are provided through visions or dreams. I remember mine very clearly. With Gyro, I saw a large figure with a black hood hunched over with many circular blades called chakrams hanging from his waist. Quinta's dream consisted of five little girls with snow white hair and dresses, all holding hands with their faces hidden by their hair. My vision for Riven held a tall man wearing a cloak created out of large purple feathers and a huge skull of a bird on his head. After experiencing these dreams, the names of the arrows are ingrained into my mind. I'm unsure if the people in my dreams are the embodiment or spirits of the arrows, but I expect I will find out later in the future. I sigh. Perhaps I shouldn't think about such things so intensely, but at the same time, it is my duty as the bearer of the Arrows of Orion to learn all I can about them.