Deranged Writer's Afterword

" Wear these.", I said while handing over a black robe which had white half- moon engraved on the chest area to Eric.

Right now were in blind spot, an area devoid of any kind of surveillance, it was also the closest one to the library,

The camera's should be down if Lecia did her job properly, we had bought something called a 'security dampener' from a trusted source of the Creed household.

Talking about the Creeds, all their assets have been frozen until Lecia turns 18, that means that everything that they owned except for the Hero association would officially belong to her.

Of course, this all happened because I willed it so. I did want to make it all in my name but that would draw unnecessary attention to me and I'm not a fan of attention.

The Hero Association was swallowed up by the Emperor.... I could have pushed against it but trying to get in the emperor's way wouldn't be good since I was so pathetically weak....at least for now.

This all happened in the span of just a day, that's how influential the great emperor was.... now that he had the backing of the hero association behind him, he was an even greater threat.

I needed to grow stronger quickly, I've already increased the intensity of my training, my physical strength wasn't all that bad, it was slowly but steadily improving.... the problem is that I have no skills right now.....

They were all stolen away by that pest, Joe...Hammock I think ? [ I don't care enough to remember]

But I already have the solution to the skills issue.... it's simple, I-

" Let's go...", Eric whispers breaking me away from my thoughts.

We had adorned the robes, the robe could be considered as the uniform of the secret organization.... that went by the name ' Half-Moon'. This was the very same organization that broke into the prison to break out one of their members in the middle parts of the novel.

The plan was simple really.

We were going to disguise ourselves as members of this organization and break out both the princess and her mother.

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The only obstacle between us and our goal was a single man.

Lucius Calli, a.k.a the librarian.

Lecia would enter the library first and distract him, it was good that she was familiar with him since Lecia often visited the library.

Lucius wasn't a very strong man..... in fact he was a cripple, his legs were paralyzed from an accident and he could only move around in a wheelchair.

Why would a person like him be guarding the entrance to the prison ?

The truth was that he wasn't there to guard but to alert. On the right handrest of his wheelchair, a switch was built in that alerted the entire school if something happened to him....by the whole school I mean all that needs to know.

This was done so as to not arise any suspicion and their plan worked... for awhile at least.

We slowly turn and enter the deserted corridor which lead to the library, all the other people except us were probably attending Principal Gordon's funeral right about now.

Lecia had left the door to the library open for us.

I could hear her voice....it sounded a little panicked, we better hurry.

Eric takes out his glowing bow out from his sub-space and nods his head at me. Eric's bow was not a weapon that was officially registered so the chance of it being traced to him was very little.

He enters first and I wait until, I hear the muffled screams of a man.

I enter the room now and find Eric holding his hands over the man who I assume is Lucius's mouth. I could see an arrow lodged in the poor man's hand. Even though he was in pain he still seemed to be trying to press the switch to alert the others... but it was too late.

Lucius had crimson hair and eyes of a green hue.

Lecia was lying down on the floor, I'm pretty sure that Eric knocked her out.

Eric pushes Lucius out of his wheelchair and said in a fake voice,

" Open the entrance quickly !", he sounded ridiculous but he was right the sooner I opened the entrance the faster we could leave.

From a third person's viewpoint, we must look like bastards huh ?, pushing a person off a wheelchair and all... but desperate times call for desperate measures .

Even now the guy was trying to reach for the damn switch !

That's some dedication right there.

I scan the library quickly and find a bookshelf that fixed to the wall, I walk up to it and pull out a book with a red binding. The bookshelf shifts to the other side and a door is revealed, the door could only be opened with a four digit pin, which I knew of course.

I type in the pin quickly and press the 'enter' key but-

' Rrng'

That wasn't the passcode....

Impossible.... I'm sure that this was it...

I type it again very carefully but-

' Rrng'

It still didn't work.

If someone used the wrong password three times than the security would be alerted automatically.

...

I only had one more chance left....

" What's wrong ?...", Eric asked worriedly.

I didn't respond.... more like I couldn't.

Everything in my mind felt like it was in a mess and I could feel myself unravelling.

'Calm down.....Calm down.....Calm down.'

*******

" Wahhhhh, daddy.... they hurt me....", a young boy ran up to his father and jumped up to his lap.

The boy's father put down the strawberry shake he was drinking and looked at the little boy with concern,

" What happened, John ?"

At his father's question the boy starts bawling out and speaking at the same making his father a little flustered.

But the boy's father understands the gist of the situation.

" Listen to me, John...", the father speaks slowly with a smile on his face,

" It's going to be alright son..... you let those boys bully you today because you were too scared.... you're mind was in a frenzy... you couldn't think, the next time those boys come after you tell yourself to remain calm.... and then you'll win."

" Really?....but how can you be so sure ?....", the little boy asks his father.

" Well that's because you're my [son].... now wipe your tears and finish this strawberry shake for me.. strawberries are great don't you think ?.... they're so sweet and yet bitter at the same time.----"

The boy laughs out loud as his father continues to talk about how great strawberries are...

******

' I am calm.', I think before turning around walking towards the struggling Lucius.

" What are you doing ?", Eric asks me but I ignore him.

A playful smile spreads across my face as I stare at Lucius.

As I said before,

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

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