It was eerily quiet among the group.
"If you all don't want to go, it's okay, this mission is very dangerous after all," Brice's hands were shaking as he said that. He gripped his jeans and gritted his teeth. The anxiety was building up within him.
It was now or never.
"We've talked about this," Mitch shook his head, smiling. "We're willing to do this if it means winning the Rebellion. I mean—what do we have to lose?"
"Our lives," Jerome muttered, rolling his eyes. Mitch frowned, giving a shove to the other. Jerome returned the favor, snickering as he did the same. The two proceeded to burst into laughter.
Brice frowned at their behavior, but then spoke, "We just need the word from Kyle and Tyler, then we'll be off."
The thought of death settled into Brice's mind. If the Royal Predictors were wrong about Seto and Brice being the true leaders of the Rebellion, then what are the odds that Isaac's future vision was incorrect too? He bit his lip, gazing down at the floor. This mission could either be disastrous or successful.
Brice was willing to take a gamble on his chances.
"Okay, we're here!" Tyler yelled as he rushed to the group. He began to pass everyone earpieces. They were small with coils that were attached to some kind of small black box. "We'll be talking to you all through these, so if you get lost just listen to our instructions."
"My instructions," Kyle interrupted as he strolled towards the group.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Tyler hissed, snickering a bit. "But yeah, I'll be there listening and cheering you all on. This is all Tyler approved—Tyler supported! Tyler—"
Kyle slapped a hand over his mouth, then handed Brice a map, "The Royal Teleporters are only a couple miles away, just follow this map and you'll be lead right to them. I don't know, maybe it should take you about an hour to get there on foot—unless you use something to get there faster. Anyway, there are only three teleporters, so two of you per teleporter. Also, Zek, remember to give them the invisibility potion that lasts ten minutes. Since the teleporters take five minutes to teleport you, on average, no one should spot you until the potion runs out."
Zek nodded. Brice gulped, "Anything else we need to know?"
"You may lose your life—but knowing that Seto is coming back to our side, there may be a chance he can revive you," Kyle took another short pause, thinking. "Then again, revival is a complicated process, but it can be simplified since you're just a mutated version of a Sorcerer."
"God, get to the point, we don't have all day you know," Ty rolled his eyes. Kyle glared.
"I wish you all luck," Kyle concluded. "And Brice, make sure Seto comes back, I miss him as much as you do."
Brice nodded, "I promise."
***
"This feeling—what is it? You're beginning to fade, everything's fading!"
"You're beginning to wake up, Seto."
"I don't want to wake up from this nightmare; reality is too harsh on me. Everything's changing too fast—you're the only one who understands my situation. Please, help me, don't let me wake up!"
"I've been through it—father is a manipulative person. I just hope you remember that when you wake up. Everything will be okay, I promise."
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School of Rebellion ; SetoSolace
FanfictionSecond Book To School of Creation. Harvey Seto Sorcerer is gone; a Sorcerer Prince in the flesh. Brice Purton Solace is gone; a Hybrid Prince going against his original morals and becoming rogue. Hybrids and Sorcerers are beginning the next war, o...