The Representatives Offer

Everyone instantly hushed, including the priest. Lumenbecs was very well known, and very expensive. Not only were the brothers offered admission for no cost, but they were getting full benefits. These were usually reserved for foreign royalty students who chose Lumenbecs over their own kingdoms academy.

Suddenly, a booming laugh split the tension in the room.

"I knew my sons would get in, just like I did, and my father, and his father! The Guestinos are of course going to join Lumenbecs! There isn't a better academy from here to the dwarven mountains!"

Ojero, not knowing what else to do, walked forward towards the man.

"Sir, I accept your offer of attendance."

Seeing this, Orpham followed Ojero, repeating what he said.

"Magnificent! Your parents simply need to sign the documents, and you will be able to attend next in 2 weeks when the semester starts. We will send a list of items you will be required to have, this list includes a familiar scroll."

Familiar scroll? Ojero had heard of familiars, and had seen his fathers. It was a yellow-golden dog with lightning arcing across its back, and could both shoot lightning from its mouth and turn into a lightning bolt to quickly move around.

However, this was the first time he ever heard of a familiar scroll.

Father then stepped up to the platform and stood between his boys, putting his hand on Orphams shoulder as he extended his hand to the representative, who promptly shook it.

"I am more than willing to deal with all the fine print, but for now let us celebrate! Surely there are other children here who wish to also show off their new powers, and we still do not know what other strengths my boys have!"

Slowly, people in the audience started talking as those that had fallen got back up. Other children start to complete their compression phase, and lights would flash from them randomly, but none were as big as the one from the brothers.

Orpham, Ojero, and their father joined their mother in the noble booth after wards, the crowd parting to let them by. When they got there, she hugged them both and was on the verge of tears. Having not 1 by 2 mythical children would make any mother proud beyond words.

Once she let them out of the death grip, they all sat down to watch the others awaken. The only thing of interest was near the end, when the son of a merchant awakened a legendary element, minor teleport. The Lumenbecs representative went over to talk to them, which had the father in tears moments later.

The night wound on, and many were celebrating. A very rare turnout of mythical mages always became news across the kingdom, and would annoy the kingdoms main rival, the Knights of Avar to the south.

Both mother and father kept bragging about their sons, and threw them around like trophies. Neither really minded, it makes sense for them to be a little excited. Mythical powers weren't exactly an every day thing, not even close.

Soon they got too tired and drunk to stay at the party, and so they said goodbye to all of the dancing peacocks referred to as "nobles."

On the carriage ride home, dozens of commoners had come out to wave and cheer on the Guestinos. It seemed news had spread about their sons, and many thought that these 2 could eventually help win the war with the Knights.

During the ride, Orpham kept going on about how with his new abilities he would help the poor and ailing, to make the world change for the better.

It all annoyed Ojero, who noticed that since he awakened his powers the idea of helping people for free almost entirely went away from his mind. It was still there, but muted even more than it usually was. Like a little flea screaming out for help from a giant.

He kept wondering about how he was possessed, but the more time that went by the more the memory seemed to fade. It was like he knew what had happened, but the feeling, the sound of the voice, the powers effect, it all felt like it was being taken so he could never find the truth behind it.

He tried to grasp it and bring it back, but he felt too tired after the day. He knew it would be interesting, but this was beyond his wildest dreams. Now he felt his consciousness waning, the soft grip of sleep pulling him away from his family. Before he knew it, he was asleep.

***

Quasar Guestino's Point of View (Father)

"Are they asleep now?"

"Yes dear, they are both asleep," mother responded. "After dragging them across the festival like a dog on a leash, I would be surprised if a major sound magus could wake them."

"Good, good. We knew they would be special, but this is a little too much. I don't know what we are going to do. Orpham won't be much of an issue, he is too good for to do anything too bad. Its lucky he was the one with 2 mythicals. If it was Ojero, I don't know what I would do."

Mothers face drooped. "I know, I know. We always knew he was a little different, but him gaining this power makes the risk he possess shoot very high. If he was to ever act on those desires hidden in his eyes, I don't know if many could stop him. We both heard the stories of time mages, powerful beings."

"Honey, deal with it. Orpham will keep him in check, you know how he sticks to Ojero. So long as they are together, they should be fine."

"How can you say that," mother practically screamed, "You know Orpham drives Ojero up the wall, I worry that if this keeps up Orpham may very well be the downfall of us all."

Realizing her words, mother shook her head quickly. "I don't know what came over me, you know I don't mean that. I am just very nervous, we should have done something early on to steer Ojero more towards a honorable path. We saw him put on that act, and ignored it for so long. If I didn't know better, I would think he had fully changed. If not for that cold, dead, look in his eyes when he thinks we can't see him."

Reaching across, Quasar wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulders.

"It will all be fine honey. Even if Ojero acts on those desires, he can still be stopped. He can't possibly grow strong enough to cause enough damage."

While mother wept slowly, feeling comforted by her husbands words, she couldn't hear him whisper under his breath.

"At least, I hope he couldn't."