My Hero Origins- Artemis Divil Story

Chapter 4

???: "Father, we've located Artemis."

Tyrant: "Excellent. Inform your sister that it's time to prepare for our little welcome."

???: "Yes, Father."

Tyrant: chuckles. "Soon, Artemis, you'll become the most formidable villain in our family.

Meanwhile

Artemis groaned as he slowly stirred awake, sunlight filtering through the curtains and illuminating his room. Sitting up slightly, he felt a dull ache in my body, and his memory was still hazy.

Artemis: "What happened?" He wondered, glancing to his side and spotting Shino's shirtless figure sleeping peacefully next to him. Suddenly, memories flooded back. "Oh my god, Shino and I...".

Heat rushed to Artemis cheeks as he processed it all. He couldn't believe we actually crossed that line. It was a completely new experience for him, and he felt a mix of giddiness and exhilaration. A part of him had no regrets; if anything, he felt flustered yet thrilled. Shino and he had taken our relationship to a deeper level, and he cherished every moment-well, except for RikKu walking in... that was incredibly embarrassing.

Artemis: "Shino?" He gently nudged him, and he squinted awake.

Shino: "Morning, Arti," he mumbled, a sleepy smile spreading across his face as he kissed his cheek.

Artemis: "We need to get ready for school," he whispered softly.

Shino: "Friday finallyyyy," he stretched, his shoulder popping slightly as he settled down beside him. "You okay after...?" he trailed off, and I nodded.

Artemis: "I can't believe we... heh!" I giggled awkwardly. "I hope you don't regret it or anything."

Shino sighed, shaking his head.

Shino: "It was embarrassing but nice!" I replied with a smile.

Artemis: "Embarrassing?" he chuckled, clearly amused. "A little..."

Artemis stood up, and Shino picked up his shirt and jacket from the floor. He quickly zipped up his pants and handed them to him before wrapping himself in a blanket. Catching his reflection in the mirror, He noticed his hair was a mess, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. But then he gasped, staring at his collarbone-deep bruises, and hickeys marked his skin, with a few scattered on his lower stomach and inner thighs.

Artemis: "SHINO!!" He exclaimed, flustered, pressing his hand lightly against the stained skin.

He burst into laughter, wrapping his arms around my waist.

Shino: "Sorry, Arti. I couldn't help myself," he giggled, clearly enjoying his reaction.

Shino had left to change into his uniform, and Artemis quickly followed suit, applying a thick layer of concealer over the marks on his neck until they were hidden. After that, he tidied up his room.

A few days passed, the weekend flew by, and school was back in session. Each Monarch student prepared for a busy Tuesday morning as we settled into class. Artemis's mental health had noticeably improved; he felt a little better about himself. The past few days had been quiet, free from any negative drama or serious situations that might have weighed him down. While he still carried some remnants from the previous week, he seemed more at ease now.

It was the first of June, a Tuesday morning, and lunch was only an hour away. They sat in class, listening to Avian discuss various strategies and combat styles-offensive, defensive, and everything in between. He considered myself fairly decent at planning strategies; during their student versus teacher battle, he had done well leading his team and devising a solid plan.