Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ He's a Bastard ❯ An Arch-Passage ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Yuurimaoh 
In the center of the room was an arch that looked to be made out of sapphires. My mentor drew my attention to the floor around the arch. Three rings with grooves surrounded the arch. I didn't know exactly what the rings were made of, but it looked like Orichalchum.
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In the center of the room was an arch that looked to be made out of sapphires. My mentor drew my attention to the floor around the arch. Three rings with grooves surrounded the arch. I didn't know exactly what the rings were made of, but it looked like Orichalchum.
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.26.2013 | Updated On: 02.12.2013 | Pages: 1 | Words: 968 | Visits: 203 | Status: Work In Progress
He's A Bastard
Yuurimaoh (Dragon Dung)
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Chapter 02- An Arch-Passage
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"Didn't mean to interrupt," I replied in a tone that clearly stated 'Next time, lock your damn door.'
I did my best to keep my face as blank as possible while Revelin Eferize took a good look at me. The look in those startling blue eyes seemed to be weighing my worth as his assigned assistant. I knew that I didn't look a day over fourteen, but it was a well-known fact that a Wanderer's Assistant had to be at least twenty-one in order to be assigned to a mentor. I was twenty-four. The fact that I was chosen to be taken under Revelin's wing alone spoke volumes about my potential, according to the tests. It also revealed that I probably had too many talents for my own good, therefore I should share them with the universe.
We broke eye contact when a certain copper-haired young man walked past us with a red-tinted face. While they were measuring each other up, he had apparently dressed himself hastily. "I'll be going now."
"Want me to guide you back?" Revelin offered.
"No thanks," The man snorted. "That's the last time I ever let you guide me anywhere."
The sound of the door closing behind him seemed to echo in the workroom. “Right. It took me an entire month to get into Keith's pants. Well, so much for that.” Revelin grumbled aloud. “Frankly, kid, I was getting tired of training assistants only for them to discover my 'frolicking' ways and plead to be reassigned to someone else. This time, I wanted everything out in the open from the beginning, but from the look on your face, maybe I went a little overboard?”
And then, Revelin's lips formed into the smirk that I would grow to love and hate. At that moment, however, I didn't think anything of the smirk and how it never boded well. "Have you ever operated an Arch-Passage before?"
The question took a while to sink in. An Arch-Passage? "Not yet, sir."
"Very well," Revelin replied as he dug for his pants and slipped them on. "Follow me. And, for future reference, call me Revelin."
"I'd rather not, Mr. Eferize," I countered, hiding a smile when I caught him wincing.
"That's hardly fair," Revelin complained. "How would you like it if I continuously called you Mr.Kairos?"
"I'd prefer it, actually," I answered.
"Of course you would," Revelin said with a sigh. "Which is why 'Cy,' it is." I felt my expression falling with those words.
Revelin opened a floor panel in a corner of the workroom before leading me down a set of stairs. A long line of light, that reminded me of neon signs, lit the entire staircase. When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I realized that we were in another room. In the center of the room was an arch that looked to be made out of sapphires. My mentor drew my attention to the floor around the arch. Three rings with grooves surrounded the arch. I didn't know exactly what the rings were made of, but it looked like Orichalchum.
Revelin spun the outer ring. "This circle designates which dimension." The ring stopped on a symbol that looked like the zodiac sign for 'Capricorn.'
"What do the symbols mean?" I asked.
"The symbols are a placeholder for the different dimensions. Capricorn replaces the number 'one' and, in this case, symbolizes the 'home' dimension," Revelin explained. "Every Wanderer has a different set of twelve symbols. Some use actual numbers, others use the names of the months...whatever helps them to remember which dimension's which."
"I see."
Revelin spun the ring in the middle. "This circle designates which country." The ring stopped on a symbol that looked like a chicken. "Don't ask me about the symbols here. Same as before, it's my personal way of remembering which country's which."
"Got it."
Revelin spun the inner, and final, ring. "This circle designates which area of the country." The ring stopped on a symbol that looked like a castle.
"Ah, so we're going to Darenvy Castle in Phoenix?"
I tried not to smirk when Revelin looked at me in surprise.
"It wasn't that difficult to figure out once I thought of which country was named after a bird," I replied. "At least in this dimension, anyhow."
The truth was that Revelin had drawn the symbols on the Arch-Passage himself. When he tried to draw a phoenix, it came out looking like a chicken. But, he wasn't about to tell me that. I ended up coming across that information through other means. "Not bad.” He admitted reluctantly. “Well, now that the coordinates are in place, we just walk right on through the arch to the other side."
"What does it feel like? Walking through the arch?" I wondered aloud.
"Need me to hold your hand as we walk through?" He teased, reaching out a hand towards me.
"That won't be necessary," I huffed, avoiding Revelin's hand altogether.
The two of us walked through the arch one after the other. I took a deep breath before following Revelin through, hoping against hope that I wouldn't embarrass myself somehow on the other side.
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Yuurimaoh (Dragon Dung)
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Chapter 02- An Arch-Passage
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"Didn't mean to interrupt," I replied in a tone that clearly stated 'Next time, lock your damn door.'
I did my best to keep my face as blank as possible while Revelin Eferize took a good look at me. The look in those startling blue eyes seemed to be weighing my worth as his assigned assistant. I knew that I didn't look a day over fourteen, but it was a well-known fact that a Wanderer's Assistant had to be at least twenty-one in order to be assigned to a mentor. I was twenty-four. The fact that I was chosen to be taken under Revelin's wing alone spoke volumes about my potential, according to the tests. It also revealed that I probably had too many talents for my own good, therefore I should share them with the universe.
We broke eye contact when a certain copper-haired young man walked past us with a red-tinted face. While they were measuring each other up, he had apparently dressed himself hastily. "I'll be going now."
"Want me to guide you back?" Revelin offered.
"No thanks," The man snorted. "That's the last time I ever let you guide me anywhere."
The sound of the door closing behind him seemed to echo in the workroom. “Right. It took me an entire month to get into Keith's pants. Well, so much for that.” Revelin grumbled aloud. “Frankly, kid, I was getting tired of training assistants only for them to discover my 'frolicking' ways and plead to be reassigned to someone else. This time, I wanted everything out in the open from the beginning, but from the look on your face, maybe I went a little overboard?”
And then, Revelin's lips formed into the smirk that I would grow to love and hate. At that moment, however, I didn't think anything of the smirk and how it never boded well. "Have you ever operated an Arch-Passage before?"
The question took a while to sink in. An Arch-Passage? "Not yet, sir."
"Very well," Revelin replied as he dug for his pants and slipped them on. "Follow me. And, for future reference, call me Revelin."
"I'd rather not, Mr. Eferize," I countered, hiding a smile when I caught him wincing.
"That's hardly fair," Revelin complained. "How would you like it if I continuously called you Mr.Kairos?"
"I'd prefer it, actually," I answered.
"Of course you would," Revelin said with a sigh. "Which is why 'Cy,' it is." I felt my expression falling with those words.
Revelin opened a floor panel in a corner of the workroom before leading me down a set of stairs. A long line of light, that reminded me of neon signs, lit the entire staircase. When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I realized that we were in another room. In the center of the room was an arch that looked to be made out of sapphires. My mentor drew my attention to the floor around the arch. Three rings with grooves surrounded the arch. I didn't know exactly what the rings were made of, but it looked like Orichalchum.
Revelin spun the outer ring. "This circle designates which dimension." The ring stopped on a symbol that looked like the zodiac sign for 'Capricorn.'
"What do the symbols mean?" I asked.
"The symbols are a placeholder for the different dimensions. Capricorn replaces the number 'one' and, in this case, symbolizes the 'home' dimension," Revelin explained. "Every Wanderer has a different set of twelve symbols. Some use actual numbers, others use the names of the months...whatever helps them to remember which dimension's which."
"I see."
Revelin spun the ring in the middle. "This circle designates which country." The ring stopped on a symbol that looked like a chicken. "Don't ask me about the symbols here. Same as before, it's my personal way of remembering which country's which."
"Got it."
Revelin spun the inner, and final, ring. "This circle designates which area of the country." The ring stopped on a symbol that looked like a castle.
"Ah, so we're going to Darenvy Castle in Phoenix?"
I tried not to smirk when Revelin looked at me in surprise.
"It wasn't that difficult to figure out once I thought of which country was named after a bird," I replied. "At least in this dimension, anyhow."
The truth was that Revelin had drawn the symbols on the Arch-Passage himself. When he tried to draw a phoenix, it came out looking like a chicken. But, he wasn't about to tell me that. I ended up coming across that information through other means. "Not bad.” He admitted reluctantly. “Well, now that the coordinates are in place, we just walk right on through the arch to the other side."
"What does it feel like? Walking through the arch?" I wondered aloud.
"Need me to hold your hand as we walk through?" He teased, reaching out a hand towards me.
"That won't be necessary," I huffed, avoiding Revelin's hand altogether.
The two of us walked through the arch one after the other. I took a deep breath before following Revelin through, hoping against hope that I wouldn't embarrass myself somehow on the other side.
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