5:30 PM
Outside Professor Hans's lecture hall
Heet walked out of her class, still recovering from the mind-fuck she received in the Ethics class. She thought to herself that maybe that is exactly why Zahl Academy has such classes, fully acknowledging how there is no true heroism nor true evilness. One simply has to find closure for their actions. letting their own consciousness act as the moral compass. She wondered if a good person was simply someone who regretted their worst choices louder than others.
The pessimism inside her chuckled at the fact that this so-called 'compass' couldn't prevent jack shit.
Maybe these are all simply seeds that with time, will soon bloom. She couldn't care less as she had one more problem in her mind- What would happen to Decey now?
She walked back from her class, headed straight towards her dorm room. She felt very conflicted, nodding her head as she began running. She was so relieved when she saw Decey this afternoon, completely unscathed, but that's just it, isn't it? He was unscathed- it was as if nothing had ever happened that made Decey feel even mildly concerned. Even the morning, when she met him after the first class, it was the same thing.
The tiles of the corridors squeaked as Heet paced faster, alarming the students walking in the opposite direction. She was dripping sweat all over, panting but knew she had to let out steam this way. She almost bumped into someone, frantically catching her step, she slipped past the small gap made by the metal doors bolting towards Lye's Dome.
She hadn't seen Lye ever since the day he showed her how to do a Mobius- something you could call as the trump card in the Defined World. It allows one to access their entire range all at once, where the effects of the Mobius relied purely on one's Function.
She felt it, the day Lye ranted about it. She saw him do it too once. Her brother. The image of absolute power burnt into her cranium, and with the unintended explanation from Lye, she managed to learn it all by herself within a day. She could still remember the feeling of the instantaneous rush of Domain that coursed through her, as the ground transformed into a negative frictionless surface that applied to only her. She also found out that it could paralyze any living thing around her, as a hawk that perched on the ground, started screeching its lungs out, while it remained flightless.
She stopped right in front of Lye's dorm, bending over and catching her breath. The eerily illuminated dome leaked with the constant nagging of the inanimate buddy that tagged along with it. Heet took a deep breath and knocked.
The doorway slowly materialized, with him standing in the middle, holding a clipboard. He flipped through the clipboard, not really reading, lips pressed into a thin line. He felt pissed off at himself, and Heet giggled internally at the idea of him thinking paperwork was beneath someone of his stature. It suddenly hit her like cold water that this was Headmaster Lye, someone you should give respect to. Heet's hand began shaking, scared of receiving an obvious answer.
"I would like to know what happens to Decey now." She asked, keeping distance from Lye.
He noticed her, and began walking towards her. Heet was flustered- she could tell Lye wasn't too happy with what happened.
"Wouldn't you like to know." Lye scoffed.
"Excuse me?"
"I thought he was a level headed, ambitious kid. First time I met him, I was very impressed. He had the makings of a generational genius- and all of that just went to the gutter. Your boyfriend practically shat on my trust."
Lye wasn't screaming nor raising his voice- he simply sounded disappointed.
Heet didn't know what to say. She had nothing to show her hand that Decey did these acts out of the 'good' of his heart.
She was conflicted- the lectures of Hans echoing in her head. Was Decey even able to justify what he had done?
"You want to know what's going to happen, right? Even I don't know, but according to the rules I made, he should be facing a one month suspension." Lye sighed.
Heet took a step back.
"A month??? It's the first goddamn day for him." Heet shouted, her eyes slowly filling with tears. She walked in with the goal of convincing Lye, but all hope has deflated into nothingness.
"First day you say? I'm sorry, Heet but tell me why he deserves to come attend lectures tomorrow. What's he going to do now? Beat up another guy because he called his outfit bad?
December is unstable- very unstable. He cannot keep a leash on his emotions and only acts upon them. It's funny really. He has the ability to see people's emotions, yet can't control his own..."
Lye scoffed.
Heet couldn't do it. She couldn't find any loophole or justification for his actions.
*beat*
She gasped, remembering what Decey told her about Zil and how his 'Domain' appeared.
"Lye. Decey told me something I think you should know." She shuddered, reliving the memories of something that scarred her.
"The thing that...
that killed Aunt Kela..
It had the same 'Domain' as Zil..."
Lye dropped the clipboard, completely bewildered.
Heet continued, knowing he would hear her out now.
"You know why he did what he did to Arye - If it was a girl who overheard what he was talking about, they would've done something worse. It's sickening and in my and every other person's opinion? He fucking deserved it.
And with Zil?"
Heet choked as she spoke, her emotions completely overturned by the trauma.
"Lye, he watched his own Aunt, his mother figure..
Her head..."
Lye watched as Heet tried her hardest to not cry.
"I still remember the details of that incident...
I still remember Uncle Pit, bawling his eyes off, and me being the one who...
Who had to carry the body...."
Her voice began to trail off. She was almost on the verge of sobbing, but held on by a thread.
Heet's left hand began shivering. She didn't do it. He had to know what Decey had been through, and what she had been through.
She couldn't erase the memory- it would be an insult to Decey's emotions. It would be an insult to the very memory of Kela.
She simply gripped her left arm as tightly as she could with her right hand, sniffling, yet looking at Lye, dead in the eye.
"If I had the God Eyes, you both have, and I saw even the slightest of similarities between Zil and that bastard....
I would've fucking murdered him. No questions asked."
Heet's tears slowly transformed into ones of bottled-up anger and resent. Her voice is articulated, showing Lye the resolve she had.
"You know, he didn't even want to fight- Professor Ash made him sit out the classes. But he thought avoiding the duel would mean ruining the Oris's honor.
He did this for me and Aunt Kela.
Doesn't that make him a good person?" She pleaded.
"You don't know what he's been through..."
She wanted to stop, but it had to be heard. Only Lye could make use of the information she knew.
There was no hope to convince him to let Decey attend Zahl for a month, but she knew this would save his reputation with Lye.
"Decey remembers." She whispered. She didn't know what it meant. She could only remember the pain Decey confided with her on that day. If anyone had an idea on what it all meant, she felt it was Lye.
Lye stood silent. His face was an obscure mask, refusing to show what gears were turning in his head. He squeezed his fist, thrilled that his instinct was right.
"So don't you dare go around calling him impulsive.
Besides,
Wouldn't you have done the same?"
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"Wouldn't you have done the same, Lye?"
250 Years Ago
"You've killed.
Again and again and again...
To the point where no one would even dare to cross you.
So...
What's one more...?
Even if its him?"
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