The Arcane Guardians Chapter 8: Chapter 8: All Alone

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“What do you mean you can’t do anything about it?” Felix yelled. He gritted his teeth in frustration, and the dim fluorescent lights flickered. Felix could feel his telekinesis shake every object in the room slightly, and it was a good thing that none of the constables had noticed it. Steady, Felix. The psychic took a deep breath to calm himself down. The last thing he wanted was to have another outburst and get himself incarcerated in those power nullifiers again. He shuddered internally at the memory of how powerless it had made him feel. Felix had not lost control of his powers ever since the last time he accidentally tore up his middle school compound in a tantrum. Not like it was entirely his fault, though; who in their right mind would taunt a grieving thirteen-year-old barely a week after losing both his parents? Ah, that’s right. Stupid people, that’s who. Much like these constables who were one spell away from making him relapse. “You heard me,” the constable droned in a bored tone. “This is a simple case of ‘Meta on Meta violence’. Meta neighbourhoods aren’t the safest, and there have been way too many thugs causing trouble recently. We cannot respond to every single gang fight. In any case, you should probably just take it up with your fraternity—” “I am not a thug!” Felix slammed his hands on the table. A silver badge burst out violently from his coat pocket, hovering inches away from the constable leader’s face. “I’m a member of the Guardian Council. We’re on the same side, damn it!” “Impersonating an authority is a crime, boy. The Guardian Council is made up of the most competent Magis in the city. There’s no way someone of your… racial persuasion — could be part of them.” You little— “I need to make a phone call,” Felix snapped. “ Now . Just you wait. I’ll have Warlock Vulcan remove all of you from your posts. And then you’re done for.” “Go right ahead. It was he who told us to focus our efforts on the more important things.” Felix froze. Wait, what? “Now leave.” The chair creaked as the constable leader stood up and rematerialised his staff. “Before I charge you for disrupting constable duties.” The cool night breeze greeted Felix’s face once again as the doors swung wide open for him, as if invisible butlers were standing by them. Or to be more specific, abnormally strong butlers with no control over their strength. Felix could have sworn he felt a screw snap off. He clenched his fists again, and the doors slammed shut behind him. They fell off their hinges this time. “They rejected your plea?” his best friend’s voice drifted to his ears, barely audible in the storm of frustration flooding his mind. “What do you think?” Felix said impatiently as he prepared to jump off the ground. “I’m going to find Vulcan for help instead.” “Wait, I’m coming with you!” Orpheus called out, scurrying to him. “No, you’re not. Go home, Orpheus. This no longer concerns you.” The psychic stepped away from his friend and burst off the concrete pavement with an incredible explosion of speed. He disappeared into the clouds within seconds. ~ ~ ~ A figure flipped itself over a metal railing, ducking behind a bookshelf just as light flooded the study room. He held his breath, his heart pounding from how close he had come to being caught. Magic retreated into his body as the orange glow faded from his irises. He peeked out of his hiding place. A petite girl was rummaging through the study table, completely unaware of his presence. Thankfully, she wasn’t here to stay. The figure heaved an internal sigh of relief as the girl simply picked up a bag of runes and left the room briskly. Darkness embraced him again. Gaius exhaled slowly, lighting the darkness with two small points of orange once more. He scanned the room for the third time, making sure that he did not miss anything. The boy tutted audibly in frustration. Of all the times, True Vision had nothing to show him? Unless… there really was nothing in this place. He almost smacked his h