War of Permaisuri // english version

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Groaning I put the notepad back in my bag. Why did I want to study medicine again? My roommate Ana looked at me pitying, when I left the class. She was just so sweet and when we met I had immediatly liked her. She threw her beautiful blonde hair behind her back and I offered her my arm.

"Mathias throws a party Tonight and you will go with me", she decided.

I groaned: "But I wanted to go running later. Plus, I need to study!"

"Have you seen yourself?! You definitely don't need t go running and you have studied enough today. Let's have some fun!"

"Fine, but only under two conditions! First, I go running before the party and second, I will wear pants and you can do nothing about that", I gave in.

She squeaked and hugged me with enthusiasm. I rolled my eyes but had to smile too.

I gave up. My hair did what it wanted. And their bold red color shrank my choice of clothing immensly. Well, today I was pleased. I wore a black crop top, tight jeans, also black and a light jacket. My freckled face was, with the exception of some mascara, untouched by makeup. While the loud music boomed from my speaker, I atually began to feel like party.

After about one hour at the party, Ana was gone. I assumed she disappeared with some guy. I (still sober, because I never drank), went foor a stroll. With my sober lungs I couldn't bear the thick air anymore.

Suddenly, I shuddered. It was a mixture of excitement, energy and restlessness. I was used to that feeling and some years ago, I had figured out what it was. And so I was not surprised when the first lightning cut the sky. I loved thunderstorms. Therefore I paused and looked up to the sky, enjoying the rain falling on my face. I heard the thunder rolling and saw the lightningbolts and I felt the thought more than I thought it: 'Soon, I'll be home.'

I didn't have time to wonder what that eant, because someone grabbed my arm and mumbled 'Follow me' I coudn't do as he said because I was too distracted by his face. I mean, wow. I guess he was in a rush, because he pulled me forwards. Gosh, he was strong too.

Before I even realized what was happening, he was already on the floor. My hand shot towards him and hit him in the guts. After also punching him in the face, I guess he realized what I was doing because looked at me in surprise:

"Really? Was that really necessary?"

"Leave me alone" I hissed and walked away swiftly.

The first clear thought that crossed my mind was: 'Shit! What just happened? Was that really me?'. The second was: 'I hope he broke something, that pervy shitmouth'

I have never been scared. That was just not me. Anger? Yes, lots of it. But fear? No. Never. I had never been in a situation that made me experience fear. I couldn't describe it but something deep inside me knew fear.

The sound of boots on the asphalt behind me made me turn around. There he was. The shitmouth.

"Wait", he said, "How did you do that?"

"Have I not been clear? Leave me alone!"

"How did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"That", he pointed at his eye that was beginning to turn red.

Yes, how? That was a good question. But how would he know that I'd never once done that in my whole life.

"That's relly none of your business. Would you please leave me alone now?" I just wanted to get home.

"Okay fine. Then I'll just do it here and now.", he said while tossing me a small silver marble. I caught it and it immediately begann glowing from the inside.

"What the hell is that? And what the fuck do you want from me?"

"Can't you just come with me and ask questions later?"

"Later when I lie dead in your cabin in the Woods? No thank you. I am not moving until I get my answers.", I insisted, "By the way, what's this?"

He sighed: "That is a Peregrinative Numulariorum. Be glad I gave you one or otherwise we would have to find a gate. And I'm here because your father sent me."

Was I going crazy? My father sent him?

"I don't have a father. I never had."

"Everyone has a father."

"Well, I don't need him." That was true. My Father abandoned my mother when she was pregnant with me and I really didn't need to meet that asshole. My words were followed by rolling thunder and I recognized the feeling of home.

"Your Father isn't just anyone. He is the king. And if you met him you wouldn't have any doubts. He never lets anyone forget that.

"What king?" I was really confused now. That guy must have been crazy.

"The king of the gods"