Power Without Strength {Discontinued/Rewritten}

9

          Chapter 9

I was standing in front of the vault that lead to the Upper-Class Dormitory, my heart pounding and doubts flowed through my head like the wind on a cool season night. What was I going to say? What will I do? How will I find him? Will he forgive me?

Then an idea struck my head; I'll give him a present. The memory of him fighting with a dagger flashed through my mind. That's it! I could make him a pure silver dagger! No, wait, I'll make it out of gold! But, what will the handle be? And how can I make it to wear it would be useful in a fight? Questionable thoughts on making the dagger crammed into my brain. I didn't know how to forge a good weapon, but who can I go to for advice?

Then it hit me; Teacher Khono. He specializes in stealth skills, and daggers fall perfectly under that subject. I groaned as I remembered he also watched me get punished by Aren. I looked up at the ceiling, rubbing my hands frustratingly through my hair. Haven't I been embarrassed enough today? Nonetheless, I turned around and headed towards Stealth Class, hoping he would be there.

The Stealth Classroom's floor was made of fake grass and the walls were painted expertly to where it looked like we were standing in the middle of a forest. I personally adored the rooms natural theme, it felt peaceful, yet tense at the same time. The lights were always dimmed to where the room was lit just a bit over complete darkness. Most of the time, Teacher Khono teaches Stealth Class out in the field than in the classroom, he said something about getting better experience out in real life than talking about it.

The only times we used the classroom was when we learned about basic survival tactics, like learning where and how to purify water or good places to sleep in the wild without risking too much at being caught. But even then, we go out to put it into action so he knows we learn it. Stealth class is one of my favorite classes, and I can't say that teacher Khono isn't one of my favorite teachers too.

When I stepped inside, I was shocked to see Teacher Khono at his desk, rummaging through what looks like a stack of weapons. I was also shocked at how clearly I could see the classroom in detail. Before, every time I entered the classroom, the dimness of the light seemed to blur everything around me and I could barely see a thing. Now, it seems that what little light there was, had been magnified to make it outline every little detail in the room. I could see the small strands of fake grass on the floor, the faint shine of the paint reflecting in the light, and every little spec and flaw of Teacher Khono's desk as if we were sitting in broad daylight. I stood there in awe, almost forgetting completely on why I came.

"Zeera, what a surprise. I see your sight has finally been awakened, what Aren said about you being clouded must have been true then. I've always wondered how I sensed so much power within you, while your skills seemed so average." Teacher Khono spoke. I looked over at him, a bit startled at being snapped out of my daze.

"Oh, yeah..." My mind was a bit blank, I had forgotten why I came here. Something about a weapon...

"Oh! Right. Um, I was hoping if you could help me out a bit Teacher Khono. Do you know anything about daggers?" Idiot! Of course he knew about daggers, he's a professional. Oh well, can't exactly take the question back now.

"Yes, of course." He paused for a few seconds, seeming to analyze me. I was going to say something, getting nervous from the silence, but he spoke once again before I had the chance to.

"Does this have anything to do with Daren? The boy you were with when you got in trouble? If I recall, he specializes in fighting with daggers, and you showed no interest in them until he came along." He narrowed his eyes.