The Fourth Zaldizko - Chapter 75 The Denbora Bridge

I parted ways with my brothers as soon as we sprinted up the main entrance stair way. I turned left and then right down the well lit classroom corridors. Many senior students were filing into their classrooms; some flashed me odd looks as I passed, but I didn’t pay them heed as I kept my focus to the double doors at the end.

According my timetable instructions these doors led to an open walkway that connected the school building to the enormous moonstone pillar tower.

“Shit!” I yelped when I opened the doors to air, and managed to scramble back to the safety of the corridor.

What the hell was that Ryuu doing by giving me joke instructions? This door opened to no corridor, but a wide divide between buildings. Brute force of cold winds blew at my face. I looked down and gulped at the tiny rose bushes and dense briar-patches below. There was still a hefty drop from where I was.

My heart raced with frighten at the forceful push I felt to my back. It made me totter dangerously on the edge. I was able to right my balance by clinging to the doors’ handles tighter. I turned with a scowl to the despicable person and groaned when I saw it was Trix.

He stood with one hand resting on the edge of his utility belt to reveal his guns in his shoulder holsters beneath his patchwork overcoat. A stupid smug expression was on his face.

“You going to hang on to the doors forever?” His hands twitched with cheek as he signed. Seems he was enjoying his revenge from this morning.

I sighed and took a few steps back to safety. My mouth and hands readied themselves to spit out a curse when the unexpected change of the scenery made me pause and mouth drop with an ‘oh’.

“Like, so beautiful to see the raw colours of Sol, isn’t it?” Marilyn’s voice cooed with starstruck awe in my mind.

“Why am I seeing this now? I mean, I never saw it again when I was with the colonel.”

I raised my hand to feel the various particle lights bathing our surroundings. My face relaxed into a stupid smile as my star-snowflake chi signature moved about streams of gold particles.

“I dunno, delayed reaction maybe, or, like could be related to the Denbora Bridge before us.”

I twirled my hand about the air, manipulating patterns of light and color with aid of discreet grey particle dots that pushed the colours around according to my will.

Trix grabbed my hand to stop my movements.

I flinched at the dazzling purple aura surrounding his face, noticing the wheel shaped chi particle of his outline. It was a firm and resplendent chi signature, emitting an energy of stoicism gained from cultivated wisdom of an epic and ancient bloodline. Such a cultivated blood would surely grant the holder a lonely existence; as they would need to carry the weight of a powerful ancestry within their ego.

My heart understood. Trix’s ego held intuition of an accumulated wisdom of great ages. So, he was bound to form misunderstandings with lesser evolved chi patterns or be called upon to stand out as a lighthouse for the new and misguided. I wanted to give him a cuddle filled with reassurances that it was okay to be that guiding light and an ego of distinct difference.

Another heart beat pounding against my ears made the moment go strange fairly quickly.

“Sorry!” My hands frantically apologised when I pulled away from his chest and came to my senses.

I had actually hugged him without realising it. Crap. Not good.

“My, how cheap and easy you are. I don’t sleep with attached men despite their pretty looks and come-on’s. Especially one in a relationship with my brother.” Trix soberly signed with stiff hands and a deep frown.

“It’s not like that! I would never!” I ran my nervous hands through my hair and growled at the annoying colour particles moving smugly about the surrounding air.

My head became dizzy and stomach queasy at the thought of being held by Trix. I involuntarily let out a shiver from the creepy feeling that ran through my spine. What the hell was I doing? I admit that his cultivated chi signature was compelling. My heart raced with a desire to see Leinard’s as I felt certain his would be stronger.

“First Sweetie say this spell with me in, like, your pretty head.” Marilyn’s voice broke through my dilemma.

I recited a spell with her that made the world turn back to normal. More to say, it placed a filter over its true state.

“Better?” Her voice gently stroked away my unease.

I nodded and returned my attention to the massive gap between the school building and the opposite arched wooden door of the glistening moonstone tower.

A Denbora Bridge huh? I tried to recall the shape of the bridge, which hadn’t been straight and narrow like a normal bridge. It was formed of hexagon blocks that created a figure eight (symbol of infinity) loops and paths between the structures.

Trix gestured for me to watch him.

He raised his hands; his left hand made a fist whilst his right hand was flat and upright like it was making a wall. His left fist made a circular motion before his right palm, which was the normal word for ‘time’. He stepped back a few paces and moved his arms methodically into a series of three figure eight symbols. When Trix’s fists pulled back with the word for ‘break’, a brilliance of white light formed within the space between his fists.
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The light took shape of a white glowing ball that shot forward to explode over the space and reveal the image of a sparkling figure-eight moonstone bridge before me.

“This is the password to activate the bridge.” He signed and walked ahead of me.

I followed his way across the bridge.