🌊Siren's Son🌊Oneshots

New Start; Old Faces

"Mmm... let's see, clothes, shoes, toothbrush. Hmm.. what else?" You thought of all the things that would be necessary in your new life. You were scared if you were being honest. First of all, you were lucky to have been picked by Killian, instead of put out in the arena to fight. To die. But you were lucky to be chosen by someone with a good heart like him. However, every other person at the academy isn't going to be as kind.

No, it's fine. I have Killian to look after me, right? There's no way that they're gonna look at me when Killian Fain is right there. You reassured yourself.

And you were right for the most part. Who was gonna look at you, the unless half-blood when there was the son of a noble house studying right there. But if you were being completely honest again, that wasn't the only thing on your mind.

Killian had said that he felt something in you. He felt the magic potential in you. That was great. It was amazing to be told that you had potential, especially by such an ambitious mage such as him. However, if Killian could feel it, what was stopping the others from feeling it too? You were going to a place were people were going to be just as good as magic, and sensing it as him. If not better. The thought of a professor, or another student saying something, or directing a word to you was scary.

What were you supposed to say?.. What if somebody caught on? That is what made it scary to go there. To be seen, or felt by all those people. All you could do was hope that Killian's magical energy would overshadow your own.

"Are you almost done, pet?"

"Yes, Killian." Killian frowned upon hearing such a formal response.

"Yes, Killian? Are you feeling alright?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Y-yes.. No. I don't know. I'm just really scared."

"Scared? Of what?" He furrowed his brows together. Funny, how even when he tried to look like he was trying to care, that sassy aura never left.

"Just look at me. I've gone from being a half-blood, on the verge of death, to the half-blood of Killian Fain. Literally a rags to riches story, but more subtle. Point being, I'm not used to being in front of so many fancy people. Not like you. And.." You hesitated for a second. "And, besides, what if they can feel the magic coming off of me?"

He looked at you blankly for two seconds before a smile started to break out. Before long he was laughing completely. Even though it was a feeling that you were much too used to, it still didn't feel.. good? You didn't like the feeling that you were missing something, something that made you feel stupid, yet here you were once again. Sure, he didn't have bad intentions like people back in Montell did, but it still felt shitty.

You looked at him with a puzzled expression, with a little bit of hurt behind your eyes.

"My dear, sweet, pet.. You think so lowly of me. I already thought of that. If I can feel your magical energy within you, I was hoping everyone around here would be so daft as to not notice. And I was right for the most part. However when I was accepted into the academy, I instantly went to get you this.." He twirled a collar over his index finger.

You reached for the collar, baffled as to how it would help your situation in the slightest. Even though you had to be chained on occasion, when in front of the rest of the Fain's, and on full moons for "Lord Killian's protection." It still wasn't a nice feeling. Needless to say, you were a little hurt, at even the sight of the object.

"Here, I'll show you. If you put this on while we're in the school, or anywhere near any of the other students, then it'll cover up the trace of your magical aura."

"Oh.." You let out a disappointed groan.

"Look, I know that you don't like wearing collars, or anything that reminds you of the fact that your kind are seen as significantly less. But, I'll run you the same deal as we have here. As long as we're around anyone else, you have to pretend that you're a good for nothing half-blood, except doing the manual labor. Then when we're alone you can take it off. You can even sleep on the bed." He tried to reason.