Phoenix (Disconnected)

Chapter 11

Nhinx

I stare at the empty teacup in my hand, wondering how much teas I drank, and if I'm really that famished.

The headmaster is sitting across me in the couches separated by a wide coffee table.

"How are you?" I snap my head to look at the headmaster, my grandfather.

This event is too fast, I don't have the time to understand! He must've noticed it, so he offered me a tea, suspected another beverage with chillberry in it.

I gladly took it, the last I drank this kind of beverage, it allows me to understand clearly because my mind is still.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I shrug my shoulders tiredly while offering the headmaster a smile.

He sighs deeply and starts talking.

"I know it's all confusing... But it's not your fault... And will never be. You were so young and fragile. Your mom thought that if she gets you both out of here you will be safe."

Mom? Both of us?

"My mom?" I ask uncertainly. Is he talking about my mom? The mother I know?

"Your mother. My daughter." He clarified.

"But she's a human! My fathe–" I was cut when it dawned to me that it was never my mother, that I knew, that we're talking about to begin with.

"I see... You are not aware of everything." He sigh again. "They didn't tell you."

"I'm adopted, am I?" I let a shaky breath and continue. "Let me guess, I'm the child of someone that can wield magic, given that you are the headma—"

"Your grandfather." He looked at me and his eyes are insisting to call him my grandfather.

"My grandfather–her father, my biological mother." I finished my sentence as I fiddle my index finger on the side of my cup.

"Almost." He said as he smiled bitterly.

"Almost..." I echoed.

"You were separated from us. After your mother disappeared... We never knew where she went with you. I've found out where you are when one of my daughter's friend recognize your aura." His frowned like he swallowed something bitter

"Have you ever thought that maybe you got the wrong person?" I asked, more like plead him.

He smiled, dismissing my intent to escape. "Dear, your hair is the mark of having our blood." My hair?

He flicked his hand. The sound of a drawer being opened and close-cut our conversation.

"Haven't you noticed?" I looked at him, he handed me a round mirror.

I looked at my reflection. A pair of familiar eyes welcomed me, they seemed normal to me. I slowly look up to my head, I stifled a gasp when I saw what the headmast–grandfather meant.

A lock of my long hair falls out to my side as I brush my hair with my hands. I examine my locks to confirm the reality that my black hair turns into a hue of purple.

"H-how? Why didn't Nicole noticed this?" I asked still observing my hair through the mirror.

"The mist is still there when they used it on you to avoid the things that the Human should never see." He sipped the tea from his cup.

"It will wear off soon." He adds

A distant memory flashes before my eyes.

I was little, it was blurry, a soft voice, and purple.

I felt a drop of water on my hand, the feeling of damped cheeks.

Looks like I'm crying again. Why?

"Why didn't I remember anything about it? If it's true... Why couldn't I remember my own mother?" I put the cup down along with the mirror and wiped my tears with the back of my hand.

Grandfather looked at me with tender like the one would wear, when that one would care.

"You're not at fault here, my dear. You were so little back then. Look at you now! They've taken good care of you." He smiled at me like how my grandma, back when I' still alive to my parents, smiled.

"What would happen to me now?" I asked. Now that I'll reside here... What will I do now?

"You are still to young... I'm putting you on the records. Welcome to Phoenix, my dear. You will be studying here for now on." Grandpa smile broadly.

"But I can't do magic..." I countered.

"Yet." He countered back. "That's why from now on, you will be learning new things! I will be here to help you." He added.

"What about Nicole?" I asked. They wouldn't harm her.... Would they?

He put his hand under his bearded chin and tap his fingers on his cheeks. "Right... The handful human... She did quite a mess... And she is lively."

His face lit up, for a second, I thought I saw a light bulb over his head.

"You're not going to hurt her right?" I asked hopefully.

"Oh no no, On the contrary... I can use her energy for something." He smiled like he is satisfied with his idea.

"Sucking her energy? Use her to run some kind of machines?" I panickly ask.

"No of course! I will talk to her tomorrow, and you, my child, you need to rest, you must be tired of all that happened. Don't worry you'll adjust well." He ushered me to the door.

As he opened, Hunter greets us with a smile.

"Oh, great your here. Escort my granddaughter to her room. Take care of her! I trust you." Grandpa ordered.

Hunter bowed signaling that he understands what his task is.

Grandpa wished me goodnight before he went back to his office.

Now, I am walking with Hunter outside of the building.

"Where are we going?" I ask

"There are dorms here, but since you are the granddaughter of the headmaster, you will reside in the Rose manor inside the School grounds." He explained as he trained his attention in front of him.

"Rose manor?"

"Nhinx Rose. Your name." He said matter-of-factly

I see...

"Where is Nicole?"

"She's sleeping now. You could visit her tomorrow, I will tour you after the headmaster talks to you if you want." He offered.

"Out of all the strangers, you are the only one I could trust," I admitted.

He smiled warmly at me. "It would be an honor to have your trust. Thank you."

It is a huge and beautiful manor built with stones and a medieval-modern style.

"Your grandfather likes medieval styles very much." He explained.

"I can see that..." I spoke with awe as we walk through the garden and inside the house.

I finally sat down while still at awe to the elegance of the living room.

"Your room is upstairs to the right. I will leave you to rest." With that, he goes to the door.

I turn my back and heard a loud noise came that made me look back again.

The door was opened very wide open as Hunter steps back.

A figure entered within the darkness outside.

He's wearing a black leather jacket that made him looked like a gangster, under it he also wears a black t-shirt with a death skull underneath, tucked in black pants in which all covered in dirt.

I am most likely tired right now to deal with this.

Who the f*** is this dirty dude?