Planet Suibom BOOK 1

Alberich

Alberich guided Peter to the garden, the one that wasn't in the castle. This one was the one where the residence of the castle would gather their fruits and vegetables for their meals. Peter looked at the garden, spotting some familiar foods, like pears, broccoli, carrots and things like that.

Alberich gave Peter a quick tour of the garden, showing and telling him about the things that grew in the garden. They stopped by an empty field. Alberich looked over at Peter. "This field is hidden by magic to stop our enemies from finding it. In fact, this entire castle and its grounds are protected by magic." He said. Peter nodded, silently saying he already knew it was protected by magic. "So, I want you to plant these seeds..." The griffin pulled a bag of seeds from his pocket. "...In that entire field."

Peter stifled a laugh, or at least looked like he was. The field was huge, and there was no way he would be able to plant all these seeds in one day, even with magic on his side. His serious face returned when he saw his master with the same kind of face. "I'm serious." Alberich said bluntly. He gave Peter a little nudge towards the field, handing him the seeds.

Peter looked back at Alberich before opening the bag of seeds, peering inside. The seeds were small and had a tan color. Peter had never seen these kinds of seeds, even after so many gardening classes with Cairry. The thing that made these seeds weird and different was the texture of the shell. It was fuzzy, like a peach, except a bit more soft. The mute panther frowned as he was examining the seeds. "Well, hurry up! The seeds aren't going to plant themselves!" Alberich said.

Peter got on his knees, beginning to dig into the soil with his fingers. As he set the first seed into the hole, he thought of something. He knew his magic would be a bit more weak than usual, but it would hopefully be strong enough to help him plant the seeds. It was a relatively large bag filled with small seeds.

Before coming to the garden, Alberich and Peter had made a stop at the hospital wing to get the panther a new eye-patch, and also fix his flower a bit. Luckily, at the hospital wing, they had a special nurse for each power.

Peter removed the eye-patch from his flower and it started to glow. Before anything else could happen, Alberich stopped him. "Hey, kid! What do you think you're doing?" He said, sitting down next to Peter. Peter gave him a look, silently asking what he meant. "No magic allowed." He frowned. No magic!? The rule outraged Peter, but he knew he shouldn't act like the angsty teenager some of the Masters of Powers thought he and his friends were.

Peter gave a deep exhale and put the eye-patch back over his eye, stopping his powers. He gave what looked like a sigh, and continued without his magic.

The day seemed to go on much longer then he had expected. No matter how much he tried, Peter couldn't find enjoyment in his training. He tried making up his own game, like Throw The Seed Into The Hole Without Looking, or he made patterns in the soil. But everything he did couldn't cure his boredom. He frowned as he placed what had to be the hundredth seed into what had to be the hundredth hole. When he looked around him at the field, he saw he hadn't even gotten a quarter of a way across the field. He gave what looked like a sigh as Alberich slowly clapped his hands. "So, how's it been, boy?" He asked.

Peter frowned at his master, digging a new hole, placing a seed, covering it with soil, giving it a pat, and repeating the process. The process he had been repeating for what had felt like hours. Alberich gave him a smug grin, making Peter frown even more. "What? You could just go faster, like that one friend of yours. What was his name again?" He asked. Peter wrote 'Alex' in the soil. "Yeah, that's his name! Alex. He probably would have finished this field about an hour before you ever could!" Alberich looked up at the roof of the castle, even though he couldn't see the top, he knew Zephyr and Alex were up there. He could see the storm clouds overhead.

Peter dug more holes, not caring how deep they were. He practically threw the seeds into the holes and smacked the soil over the seeds. "Now, we can't have that happening, now can we?" Alberich said, standing next to Peter, who was squatting on the ground next to another hole. "You can't get so angry over a friend or someone else being better than you. You aren't gonna amount to anything if you get easily jealous like how you just did." Peter sat on his bottom, not willing to squat anymore. He stared at the field ahead of him. Alberich held out his hand, offering to help the panther up. Peter accepted his hand, shoving the seeds into his pocket. "I believe we're done here."

Peter gave him a puzzled look. Done? Well, it had been a long time, but he hadn't finished the field yet, so why was his master letting him off now? Alberich could tell these were the questions going through Peter's head. So, Alberich gave him the answers. "You see, we had an emergency today." He said. Peter's ears perked up, wanting to hear what his master would say next. "We noticed a 'disturbance' in the dorms this morning. People were more cruel and rowdy than normal. Some people started to 'change'. It was like nothing I've ever seen. I was wondering if you know anything that has to do with that? We already have multiple people in the hospital wing, both attacker and victim."

Peter's face was suddenly flooded with shock and concern. Attacker? Victim? It reminded him of previous encounters with a certain wolf. Alberich could read the concern on his face. "Yes, there's been many attacks happening ever since you and your friends showed up, even though you guys have only been here for about a day." He said. "And, I'm afraid we had an incident with one of your friends." Peter stood up straight, fear clearly shown on his face. "It's about the creativity kid, her name was Dani, right?" Peter nodded, nervous but needing to hear more. "Arachne told me she had some weird stuff going on during her training session this morning, and they had to cut it short, like we're doing today. Don't worry, we'll finish the field another day. You need to come with me to the hospital wing."

Before Alberich could turn around and start towards the castle, Peter sloppily wrote something in the soil. Why me?

Alberich gave a sigh, then a shrug. "You're the one she wants to see." He said. Peter raised an eyebrow. "What? She's been crying your name for about an hour now." Peter wrote some more in the soil.

How do you know this?

"I don't have time to explain." Alberich said, pulling Peter towards the building and away from the field. "So Suqah should be able to sum it up at the hospital wing."