Olympus Crazy Book One: The Warrior and the Flower ((ANDER))

Chapter Nine: "The New Consoler"

Amber sighed, leaning her pale cheek into her paler palm. Hektor and Helen were endlessly babbling on and on about something that sounded like a party, but Amber had other things on her mind. Tracing her lip with her thumb, her mind retreated to the dorm just last night. Andy had kissed her and her first instinct had been to start undressing him. She wasn't very surprised that he had sat next to a girl with pretty lilac hair and warm brown eyes to boot. Said brown eyed girl glanced over at the Italian, her devil red lips curling into a smile. Amber knew who Cobie Kannibal was, she knew how the short beauty was with the attractive men and lush brown skin. Oh, and Cobie just so happened to Amber's adoptive sister as well as Victoria, Liznel, Emily, and Vivienna.

You're soooooooooo not getting jealous over your younger sister! Amber thought bitterly, turning her attention back to her computer screen.

She had failed to notice Hektor's glance her way, just as she neglected to see Helen's stone cold glare. Pecking away idly with her nimble fingers, Amber sighed and fiddled with her raven curls. Empty. That was the only way to describe the incessant gnawing in her morose soul. To say that she yearned for his lips and touch was not only unassailable, it was indefatigable. Andy had captured her heart and Amber didn't know whether or not she wanted the organ returned, though she dared to hope she had managed to craft her clawed fingers around his own.

"Korpse, is it?"

Amber glanced up after hearing the beautiful yet cold voice, her blue gaze resting upon eyes that were somewhere between a moonlit night and a full moon. The woman to whom the eyes belonged was impossibly perfect, her black diamond waves cascading down her limber back and strong shoulders. She was inhuman in her loveliness, what with her pale flesh that was so carefully carved from the purest marble. Her eyes glimmered like dark pearls as they investigated the student, Amber Korpse, who was different in her own godly way.

"Yes, ma'am."

"My name is Miss Darke, I'll be your new guidance consoler. I expect you to visit me thrice a day young lady and I would like it very much if you think of me as a motherly figure," the statue smiled gracefully.

"Thrice?"

"Three times dear," her laughter was music in itself.

"I know what it means, but thrice?! You want me to see you thrice?!"

"Ambrosía Lethia-Nyx Korpse or Amber Korpse, whichever you prefer, I've been warned about you. So yes, I'd like you to visit me three times daily," with that, she left.

Darke, another spelling of Dark. Personified by the same Titaness who resides over blood, death, nyght, and shadows- Nyx. First daughter of Chaos, occasionally portrayed as the creator of all. Often depicted in a chariot of night pulled by two vampiric horses. Some representations show her as a winged Titaness, harkening back to the fable where Nyx thrived as a giant raven. This explains why her sacred animals are ravens, black cats, and some varieties of owls.

"Amber?"

Once again pulled from her mind, the Italian peered up at the youngest of her adoptive sisters. Cobie Kannibal, who had decided that she was going to marry Ronnie Radke. Rubbing at her temples, Amber groaned and gave her darling devious sibling a tired look.

"Yes, Cobie?"

"I'm going to steal your man," Jacobie giggled.

"Gods be damned, Cobie! Control yourself! Also, I don't have a man for you to steal."

Jacobie leaned in, her devil red lips at Amber's ear as she whispered lowly.

"Andy Biersack deserves better than a broken flower. Why not give him a healthy petal to love?"

Cobie pulled back with a smirk.

"What the fuck?!" Amber squinted.

"Just playing! Geez, you really don't like talking about your feelings do you? I even tried to be poetic and called you a flower!"

Ambrosía sighed, her exhausted gaze on the screen.

"I'm not quite so delicate as a flower, Cobie."

The reflection in the monitor, however, said otherwise.