[Grian]

I didn't want to remember. I didn't want to remember what had happened. How he had ruined everything. How I had become a Watcher.

My wings weren't dark purple without a reason...

I closed my eyes trying to forget the scene that was reaching out for me from the past.

I closed my ears from the screams of my friends.

Tears were coming to my eyes.

I didn't want it to happen. I didn't want to see it. I wanted to forget!

Blood...

Dripping from the obsidian sword..

In my hands.

My bloody hands..

The bodies...

All over the spawn..

My friends.

All gone..

Because of me...

His smile..

"Good job Xelqua!"

Those words.

Everything was gone..

Because of him...

I HATE him..

          "Grian! Snap out of it!" Xavier's voice rang through my head and I snapped my eyes open.

I looked down and saw Taurtis' mask still laying on the ground. With shaky hands I picked it up and hid it to my inventory. I didn't want my friends finding it and taking it away. It belonged to Taurtis.

"You should message Iskall about the building. The Hermits are starting to get worried about you because you have been acting too distant lately," Xavier pointed out. I had to agree that he was right, I had been too distant lately and especially Mumbo and Iskall were starting to worry.

'Alright, I'll message him right away. The base needs to be finished soon anyways because we're slowly starting to run out of time before the war starts,' I said to him and pulled out my communicator, sending a message Iskall.

"Remember not to overwork yourself and be careful with your hand," Xavier reminded.

'I know, I know,' I sighed and put my communicator away after seeing Iskall replay.

[No one]

          A blonde admin picked up a paper from her table and examined it with her ocean blue eyes while brushing a piece of hair out of her face. She examined every Galactic sentence that had been written on the paper with a hand writing that looked like magpie's toes.

She sighed and looked towards the table on her left. There was no one. It annoyed her a bit since she wished he would have been working on the moment, but instead he was fooling around elsewhere. But well, it wasn't like she wouldn't be able to finish the work by herself. There wasn't much to do anyway, was there?

One sentence in the paper then caught her attention. It was a name of a spell she had never heard of. She immediately got suspicious because she knew the names of the allowed spells and that wasn't one of them. But as she wasn't a Watcher, nor did she knew the spells that well, she decided that it would be a better idea to get an actual Watcher to look at it.

Her eyes drifted towards the empty table on her left again and she sighed in annoyance. He was a Watcher, yet he was still elsewhere doing his own shit. Now she had to turn to someone else.

She stood up and turned towards the huge wooden door between the two tables in the room. She landed a loud knock on the door and immediately heard a reply that told her she was welcome to enter.

She pushed the door open and stepped into the room, facing the Main Leader who had raised his head from the report he had been reading and was now looking at her.

"What is it, ᒷ↸╎ℸ ̣ ᔑ?" he asked with curiosity in his voice.

"ꖌᔑᓭᒷリ is nowhere to be seen and I don't feel like running around the HQ, nor do I feel like sending someone else to run around the HQ," Edita spoke as she walked through the room and stopped in front of his desk, placing the report down. "What's that spell? I don't recognise it," she continued and pointed at the name of the spell she had spotted.

"Is this from the Watchers' Academy?" Alden asked. There was slight shock and anger in his voice that kinda caught Edita off guard. She hadn't expected it to be that serious.

"It is," she confirmed. "What is that spell exactly?" she asked.

"Looks like the Watchers' Academy seems to be teaching the basics of black magic over there," Alden answered with a cold tone. Edita froze. That was definitely a huge problem.

"Call a meeting with the leader of the Watchers' Academy. He has some explaining to do," Alden continued.

"Will do," Edita nodded and turned on her heels, hurrying towards the door.

"ᒷ↸╎ℸ ̣ ᔑ," Alden called out, making her stop with her hand on the door's handle.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Be aware that Ezohr might be just a puppet in the strings of someone else. We can't trust everything he says," Alden warned. Edita nodded. "I'll remember that."

Then she pulled the door open and disappeared back to her and Kasen's office room.

[No one]

         A strawberry blonde female looked around the dark room she was in. She had no idea where the weird girl had gone or how she would be able to get out of the room, but she needed a way out before the Watcher found her.

Ever since she had started her singing career a Watcher had been following her from the shadows. She didn't exactly know who the Watcher was and what they were after, but she knew that it had something to do with her family. She knew that she came from a powerful Watcher family.

She knew that her biological parents were important, even though she had never met them. Her father had been murdered before she had been born and her mother had given her way to keep her safe. She knew she had an older sister who had been sent away too and a twin brother who was the only one their mother had been able to keep. She didn't blame her for sending her away.

She had heard that her sister had two children too, such a shame that they would be targets of the Watchers too. It was like a curse that ran in their family, or maybe it was because of the curse that ran in their family.

         She leaned against the wall and slid down, sitting on the floor. She wanted to get out, but didn't see an escape. Shouting for help could result the Watcher finding her, and that definitely wasn't what she wanted. She would rather die than reveal her family's secrets to someone. She cared for her siblings and didn't want them to die because of her.

'There must be a way out of here,' she thought to herself and began examining the walls with her eyes, hoping to find something useful. She had to flee from the place and get as far as she could from the Watcher.

[No one]

         A knock on the door caught the Main Leaders attention again. He called out the knocker's name and raised his head to look at her.

"What brings you here again?" he asked from the blonde Main Admin.

"I called Ezohr here for a meeting. He didn't seem so happy, but agreed to come in a few hours," Edita informed and took a seat in front of Alden's desk.

"And now you have decided to come bother me, haven't you?" Alden asked with a sigh, even though he had to admit that he didn't mind the company. He always enjoyed a change to speak with his younger siblings.

"I'm leaving the rest of the reports for
ꖌᔑᓭᒷリ since he hasn't done anything useful today," Edita answered. "I actually don't even know where he is," she added.

"I bet he's sleeping. He stayed up by
̇/ᒷꖎᑑ⚍ᔑ's side for days without getting any sleep," Alden answered.

"You know that you don't have to be formal around us. You called me by my full name when I first came to bother you," Edita frowned.

"You know that we're still working, ᒲᔑ╎リ ᔑ↸ᒲ╎リ ᒷ↸╎ℸ ̣ ᔑ," Alden hummed, making Edita grin at the too formal name.

"I forgot how seriously you take this," she groaned, leaning back in the chair.

"We're The Council. We have to be professional, even if we have no idea what we're doing," Alden answered.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Edita sighed, "As if we could escape that fact anyways."

        Another knock came from the door, making both of the Mains in the room turn around and look towards the door.

"Come on in, ⋮ᔑ||ꖎᒷᒷ," Alden called her in.

She pushed the door open and stepped into the room. Alden and Edita were immediately able to tell that she had a reason behind her visit, unlike Edita.

"What brought you here?" Alden asked curiously. He had no idea what she could be wanting to tell them, but he wanted to know.

"The Cursed Ones have spoken once again," Jaylee sang. She looked a bit more distant than usually, as if she was in another dimension.

"What have they said?" Alden inquired, his voice turning more serious. Everyone from The Council knew that The Cursed Ones didn't go joking around, or maybe they did, but at least Jaylee had neve mentioned it

"ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ʖꖎᔑᓵꖌ ∴╎リ⊣ᓭ 𝙹⎓ ᔑ ʖ╎∷↸ ∴╎ꖎꖎ ℸ ̣ ⚍∷リ ᒷ⍊ᒷ∷||ℸ ̣ ⍑╎リ⊣ ⚍!¡ᓭ╎↸ᒷ ↸𝙹∴リ, 𝙹∷ ∷ᔑℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ∷ ↸𝙹∴リᓭ╎↸ᒷ ⚍!¡," The Lead Admin spoke. Her voice wa serious and her gaze was distant, but that didn't worry the others because they knew she was alright.

"I see, thank you, ⋮ᔑ||ꖎᒷᒷ," Alden nodded. Jaylee nodded back to him before turning on her heels and walking out of the room.

"The black wings of a bird will turn everything upside down, or rather downside up? Was that what she said?" Edita question, turning to look back at the Main Leader.

"That's what she said. What does it mean? That's something that I don't know," Alden answered before Edita could ask him if he knew what it meant.

"And neither does she," Edita sighed. "What do you think it's related to?" she asked with curiosity peeking in her ocean blue eyes.

"It sounds like it's something to do with Downside-up, which most likely means that our problems with the Watchers are getting worse," Alden answered, glancing back at the report Edita had brought him earlier.

"Want me to call a meeting between the original members?" Edita asked, picking up her communicator from her pocket.

"You know what to do," Alden nodded and watched as Edita's fingers began typing out the message.

"Also, do you know who the fuck changed the names, and why the fuck is my name 'The Bitch'?" she inquired without even looking up.

"I don't think will ever find out," Alden hummed.

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[13.2.2022]

(It's Alden's birthday!)

(It kinda looks like he's missing his right arm, but it's just under the cloak. I didn't feel like drawing two arms today. But no, he hasn't lost an arm yet, plus he never lost his right arm.)

(Anyways, he's 26 in 2018.)

(Then the facts:

1. He's the oldest member of The Council, and also the tallest living member along with Winslow. They're both 180 cm. The tallest member was Zenith who was 183 cm.

2. His full name is Alosorin Aimes. (I keep saying full name even though there's only the first and last name, but well, the second names are pretty obvious.) When his full name (Alosorin Alden Aimes) was first said, someone commented something related to triple A batteries-

3. He's an admin and a Watcher. That's why he's the Main Leader. (Shen and Xelqua are admins and Watchers too, but they aren't suitable to be a Main Leader because Shen was originally stolen from the Watchers' jail by Zenith and Xelqua was stuck in the Watchers Academy, plus they're both mentally unstable due trauma with their servers.)

4. He's the big brother of The Council and always manages to remain calm. He's keeping The Council together in serious situations and avoids letting them fool around in important meetings.

5. He might seem like the braincell, but in reality he's not. Chet's the braincell.)