Vile Exile

Chapter Thirty-One

Author's PoV

Obviously the two were going to get into the frontlines. Bonita with the ability to breath a light that disintegrates anything it touches as well as fighting with weapons infused with that same light. Karma with a weapon that draws the souls out of anyone it kills and the skills with a sword as well as hand-to-hand combat. Not to mention both have impeccable recommendations and credits, Karma being the leader of the ninth battalion of the Varian race, Bonita being a well-known contracted killer. It was inevitable that they would be accepted.

As Sage stood there at the barriers, still injured due to Bonita's divine power, Levi and Leah sit watching quietly "Would you sit down, Your making me nervous." Leah growls, causing Sage to scoff as he clenches his hands around the railing, melting the metal unbeknownst to him, Levi watching as he melts it, the marksman resting his jaw on his knuckles, his left leg crossed over his right "Sage your melting the railing." He says finally causing the black haired male to jolt backwards, his hands in the air "I'm surprised you didn't notice..." Leah laughs, sage shaking his head he exhales uneasily, turning back to face the two who are now stood waiting for the moderators and governors to make their decision "I'm concentrating..." Sage responds, Levi scowling ever so slightly "Concentrating, on what exactly." The marksman responds, earning a questioning look from his boyfriend "I'm trying to see if the moderators were impressed by them." Sage murmurs as he turns back to face the front, Levi hums and shakes his head "They are going to be accepted, it's so obvious. Bonita with her one in a million power and Karma has excellent skills." Levi explains, a slight tension running through Sage as he stands upright, unable to respond to Levi.

Sage knew Levi was right, but he felt weird, having another one in a million working beside him. Not to mention they are total opposites. Sage often gets injured by Bonita's power due to it beng light, she is the divine dragon after all, the goddess dragon and he's the demon dragon, Light and dark - Day and Night working side by side. It would heighten their chances of beating Juanita but still, working with them again made him feel nostalgic. As he paces back and fourth outside the governors office, Leah and Levi watch silently and jolt slightly as the door opens and Sage practically spins to face the two who exit smiling and holding their certificates up showing they passed "Yes!" Leah cheers as she hugs them both, Sage stands there staring, his jaw dropped slightly Levi approaches him "I told you" he smirks, a small smile spreading across sage's face as he wraps his arm around the small sharp-shooter "Shut up, nerd" He scoffs jokingly.

Sage's PoV

Stepping out of the bathroom wearing a pair of shorts, a towel around my neck "You seemed pretty nervous when they were taking their exam" Levi says, scratching the back of my neck as I approach him I place the towel in the laundry basket "I wouldn't say I was nervous. It's just going to be strange working with them again." I respond, grabbing the bottle of oil on his desk I squeeze a few drops in the joints of my prosthetic arm "Strange?" He asks, humming as I sit down I grab the cloth, cleaning the metal of my arm thoroughly "Well we fought in the war together, Sure we were naive and had no idea anything about eachother back then but its different now. And not to mention theres the constant danger of me being injured by Bonita's divinity." I explain, his brows furrowing as he tilts his head "Because it's too bright?" He asks, shaking my head I begin to nod after realising what I was doing "Shes the dragon of divinity, the Goddess dragon, all of her power is bright, light, extruciatingly painful to me cause of me being the demon dragon, It's only natural since all of my powers are dark." I explain, watching as he shakes his head he lies down in his bed "Are you sure your a demon dragon?" He asks, scowling I lean forward now "What do you mean?" I ask, my jaw clenching ever so slightly "If you was a demon dragon wouldn't your flames be black. They change colour, thats not very demonic to me" He replies, staring at him I shake my head "It's only natural that's how you see it. As soon as I was born I was named the demon dragon. My flames change colour but the last colour is black. the strongest. I was named the demon dragon because of my apperance and my wrath." I respond, gesturing to myself he lays on his stomach, his arms wrapped around the pillow "You seem kind to me." He replies, laughing I stand, wiping down my right arm before climbing into bed next to him "That's because you love me." I chuckle wrapping my arms around his waist I pull him close to me "Dickhead" He scoffs "Asshole" I retaliate as I close my eyes.

One Thousand Five hundred years ago

Raising Lucinda I feel my flames ripple off of me, the anger in my stomach swirling around violently, staring down at the Bombanian Soldier who's staring up at me with a look of fear present in his eyes "Die, you filth." I growl before driving my sword deep into his stomach, the flames burn from the inside of his body outwards "And the demon dragon shows off his wrath again! cheers from the crowds, woohoo your my number one hero!" Looking over my shoulder at Danny who's smirking with his hands on his hips, his horns covered by his hood "Stop messing around Danny, Why aren't you somewhere murdering a bunch of enemies." I retaliate, leaning down I rip his name badge off of his uniform "I thought I'd come see you in your most feared form. The infamous demon dragon! Wooo scary!" He continues to joke as he raises his hands pretending to be a monster despite his inhuman apperance "Stop being such a stick in the mud Sagio! Come on, lets go take out a platoon of soldiers!" He smiles as he grabs my wrist I roll my eyes before following him "Thats the dragon I like to see!" He beams as he looks over his shoulder at me.

Standing over Danny's body I clench my fists, no one in sight but deceased bodies scattered across the ground, the timing must of been perfect considering the rain which poured down on me violently, seeming as if it's punishing me.