Twisted Reality AU

Chapter 1

The Mage's office was dark, only a simple lamp illuminating the surface of the desk. The Head Mage of Artime, checked off his duties of the day in his mind, relieved he was getting everything done. Things were finally calming down. Alexander Stowe was restless that night, with thoughts that bugged him. Yes, Artime was now under control, and Alex could simply just rule in peace, but...he felt like he needed to do more.

It wasn't enough to just lead Artime and wait till threats attack you. He didn't feel completely at calm with himself. His mind wandered to Aaron, who was probably planning an attack at Artime.  He despised how much Aaron had made him suffer while living a fine life. Aaron had teased him the day Artime collapsed into a gray shack, while Alex never did back. 

Not too far away, Queen Eagala had just inflicted so much damage to his closest friends, and all Alex did was let her get away with it. That was so idiotic of him. Oh how much he wanted to get rid of that woman, and finally let her get what she deserves.  He thought back to that day in the Museum of Large, which he had completely forgotten about. Quickly he shakes his head. Alex couldn't stand how weak he was then, pathetic.

He wasn't going to let anyone see him as weak or take advantage of him. He has power, skill, and time...and It was finally time to get back with  no one was going to stop him.

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"You want what?" Florence exclaimed, unsure if she heard Alex right. Samheed, Lani, Meghan, Sky, Florence, and Simber were all parked in the Head Mage's office.

"You heard me," Alex said in a cool voice. "I want a war against Quill." Florence started, and Lani and Meghan exchanged glances.

"Alex, we are not allowed to attack. That's against Marcus's rules." Florence chides. "That is a ridiculous idea anyway!" Simber gives off a low growl, agreeing to Florence.

"Well Mr.Today isnt here right now is he?" said Alex. "I think we are all aware he is dead BY AARON, and he passed the role to me, correct?" No one says anything. He sighs, trying his best to calmly explain, though he really had no patience. "Listen, lets not forget I'M in power right now. If we attack Quill, we show them we are more powerful, then they won't ever attack us, and we can finally deal with Eagala. If we don't, they'll keep attacking us pointlessly."

Florence shakes her head, hating the idea. Everyone really disliked the idea honestly. No one felt it was right. Alex scanned the room and saw everyone's uneasy faces, and let out a frustrated sigh. They were wasting time, and persuasion isn't getting anywhere. "This is not a choice." he declared. "Florence, deploy an attack to Quill before half an hour, I am not taking No for an answer."

"Ridiculous..."she muttered. Simber gave off an dissatisfied huff, but Alex kept his eyes glared, with absolute seriousness. "I can do a simple scare, but Alex, please think this out--", she was immediately shushed as Alex raised his hand.

"My decision is Final. Attack them, no mercy. They have made us suffer high casualties, now it's their turn." said Alex, cold. He wasn't interested in persuading them. Just as Simber was about to protest, Alex turned to him. "Simber, you were created to be loyal to the Head Mage. Keep it that way and don't test me."

The room was silent, and Alex's friends took a moment to register Alex's words. Samheed glanced at Alex, and then his comrades while Florence pressed her hand against her temples, thinking hard.

"I'm heading to Quill to see Aaron, I better see an ambush while I'm there."

No one nodded, though complied. "Alex," Meghan said. "You can't be serious. Your family lives there, and if they get harmed?"

"Then so be it," there was no hesitation in his voice.

Samheed noticed, and then spoke "And what are you doing with Aaron?"

It took a moment for Alex to answer. "Just having a talk." Without the patience to deal with another protest or question, the young head mage left the office and started his way down and out the Mansion.

Something inside of Alex, awakened. He felt ready for this, powerful. He was pleased that his plan was getting executed. Mentally, he noted not to bother in persuading, and simply just force. It was for the better. Quill was finally getting what they deserve. Aaron was going to get what he deserved. Soon, this place and that Wanted would be out of the way.  As Alex paced to Quill, he adjusted his right pocket filled with components, and in the other, adjusted the silver dagger.