____________________________Chapter 137: Unholy Trinity
Kai's Perspective:
Westgate High was so much fun.
I had only been here for a few hours, and I had already caused:
✔ Teachers fight over who got to have me in class.
✔ April to question her life choices multiple times.
✔ The student population to lose their minds over my looks.
✔ Tessa to recalculate her entire social strategy.
And now?
Now, I had Mickey and Astra by my side, forming what I liked to call the Unholy Trinity of making April suffer.
And we were just getting started.
We found a table outside. Well, April found it. Astra, Mickey, and I just claimed it like invaders taking new territory.
April sighed, placing her tray down.
"Alright. Ground rules."
I raised an eyebrow. "We have rules now?"
"Yes. Number one: No causing riots."
Mickey whistled. "That's oddly specific."
"Because it's already happened."
I smirked. "It's not my fault people like me."
"Number two: No seducing the teachers to let you skip assignments."
Astra burst out laughing. "Wait, what?"
Mickey chuckled. "He did that already?"
April rubbed her temples. "In three different classes. Three. Different. Teachers."
I shrugged. "What can I say? They like my face."
"They literally let him answer one question and then sit back like he's some kind of visiting scholar," April muttered.
"Because I am."
Mickey high-fived me. Astra joined in.
April groaned. "Moving on. Rule three: No teaming up with Astra to make my life miserable."
Astra and I exchanged glances.
Then we both looked at Mickey.
Mickey smirked. "No promises."
April gave up on life right there.
Of course, she showed up.
Tessa Lane, Queen of Pompous Behavior, appeared like she had just declared war on our lunch table.
"Kai." She smiled like a shark sensing blood. "Enjoying your stay?"
I grinned. "Loving it."*
She glanced at Mickey and Astra like they were inconvenient stains before settling on April. "Still dragging around the usual company, I see."
Astra rested her chin on her palm. "You say that like it's a bad thing."
Tessa ignored her, refocusing on me. "You know, Kai, with your intelligence and… looks…" She smiled sweetly. "You could be in a much better circle."
April muttered, "Here we go…"
Tessa leaned in slightly. "You don't have to stick around with people who… limit you."*
I put a hand to my chest, mock offense written all over my face. "Limit me? Oh no, Tessa, you misunderstand."
She raised an eyebrow. "Do I?"
"Yes."I smirked. "These guys don't limit me. They enable me."
Mickey burst out laughing. Astra snorted.
April just shook her head. "Why do I even try…"
Tessa's smile twitched, but she covered it quickly. "Suit yourself, Kai. But don't be surprised when you realize you've made the wrong choice."
With that, she turned and sauntered away, probably already plotting her next high school villain move.
I turned to April. "Does she do this often?"
"Too often."
"Fun."
Astra grinned. "Oh, I like him."
Mickey leaned back, smirking. "I think this school just got a lot more entertaining."
April?
April looked tired.
Too bad. She was stuck with us now.
____________________________Chapter 138: Worst (Best) Decision Ever
Kai's Perspective:
After yesterday's absolute masterpiece of chaos, I knew one thing for sure—I needed more of it.
So, naturally, I did what any self-respecting agent of mayhem would do.
I asked the Leader for permission to officially enroll at Westgate High.
I walked into the briefing room, where the Leader sat with Saya, both reviewing some serious-looking documents.
"Leader. "I crossed my arms. "I have a request."
He didn't even look up. "Denied."
I frowned. "You didn't even hear it yet."
"I don't need to."
Saya smirked. "That's a new record. He rejected you faster than Astra."
I sighed. "Okay, but hear me out. I want to enroll in Westgate High."
Silence.
Saya blinked. "What."
Leader slowly put down his papers. "For what purpose?"
"Because it's fun."
Saya burst out laughing.
Leader stared at me like I had personally offended his ancestors. "You… want to go to high school… for fun."
"Yes."
"You are aware that high school is not a playground."
"That's where you're wrong. " I smirked.
"Yesterday was amazing. I had teachers wrapped around my finger, students going crazy, April contemplating her entire existence—"
"I support this." Saya grinned.
Leader sighed, rubbing his temples. "Kai, your job is to help us take down Ragnarök, not terrorize an educational institution."
"I can do both."
"You will be dealing with normal students. That means no fighting, no using your Gear, and no unnecessary conflicts."
"Define 'unnecessary.'"
"No."
Saya smirked. "Oh, come on, Leader. It might be useful. We already have April there, and Astra drops in whenever she feels like it. Adding Kai just means we have more eyes on the ground."
Leader stared into the abyss of his life choices before finally sighing. "Fine. But if I hear about even one 'incident,' you're out."
I grinned. "Define 'incident.'"
"Kai."
"Fine, fine. I promise to be a model student."
Saya muttered, "That's the biggest lie ever told."
Leader shook his head. "Get out of my office."
—
The next day, I casually strolled into Westgate High's main office with my freshly printed transfer papers.
The poor lady at the front desk nearly dropped her coffee. "Oh dear, another… exchange student?"
"Yup." I smiled. "Kai. Kai Fenix."
She blinked at me. "…You're really pretty."
"I know."
After a few calls, a teacher escorted me to my new classroom.
I stepped inside and the entire class went dead silent.
Girls whispered. Boys gave me mixed expressions of admiration and jealousy.
And then there was April, who stared at me like I was a walking migraine.
"No."
I grinned. "Yes."
"Why are you here?"
"Because it's fun."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Too late, I'm already enrolled. " I waved my schedule at her. "Guess who's in your class?"
April visibly aged ten years.
Mickey choked on his drink. Astra, sitting in the back, immediately started laughing.
"Oh, this is gonna be good."
The teacher, completely oblivious, smiled.
"Class, we have a new student today. Please introduce yourself."
I turned to face them all, smiling.
"Kai Fenix. You can call me Kai. I'm good at everything."
A few students gasped. A girl literally swooned.
April buried her face in her hands. "This is a nightmare."
Mickey grinned. "Nah, this is entertainment."
Astra smirked. "Welcome to the club, Kai."
And just like that, I was officially a Westgate High student.
Let the fun begin.
____________________________Chapter 139: Instant Chaos
Kai's Perspective:
So, let's get one thing straight—I thrive in chaos.
And Westgate High? Oh, it was practically begging for it.
The moment class ended, it started.
A group of girls swarmed me before I could even stand up.
"Kai! Are you really an exchange student?"
"Kai, do you have a girlfriend?"
"Kai, your skin is so perfect, what's your routine?"
I leaned back in my chair, smirking. "I woke up like this."
More squealing.
April, who was still trying to process my existence, slammed her head against her desk. "This is ridiculous."
"No, this is entertainment. "Astra corrected.
Mickey, already invested, sipped his drink like he was watching a movie.
"So, Kai, do you play any sports?" another girl asked, batting her eyelashes.
I tilted my head, thinking. "Not really. But I'm naturally athletic."
"Wow, what CAN'T you do?"
"Lose."
More squealing.
April groaned. "Why did the Leader let you enroll?"
"Because Saya supported me."
"Of course she did."
"And because I promised to be a model student."
"That's the biggest lie I've ever heard," she deadpanned.
"No faith in me?" I placed a hand on my chest. "That hurts, April."
"I hope it does."
—
Second period. History.
The teacher, a strict-looking man with glasses, eyed me up and down. "Mr. Fenix, let's test your knowledge. What year did the Second World War start?"
I yawned. "1939."
"And end?"
"1945."
"Who were the Axis Powers?"
"Germany, Italy, and Japan."
The class went silent.
The teacher narrowed his eyes. "Who led the Soviet Union at the time?"
"Joseph Stalin."
"What was Operation Barbarossa?"
"Germany's invasion of the Soviet Union in 1941."
April stared at me. "Why do you know this? Is it your nanotech?"
I shrugged. "Yeah and I was already a genius before it. And plus I read alot."
The teacher sighed. "I suppose you're a history enthusiast?"
"No, just naturally intelligent."
More whispers.
The teacher adjusted his glasses.
"…Would you like to teach the class?"
I grinned. "Gladly."
I stood up, walked to the front, and proceeded to give a better lecture than the actual teacher.
April slammed her head on the desk again.
Astra smirked. "I love this guy."
Mickey wiped a fake tear. "I have never been prouder."
—
At lunch, I was already a school legend.
"Kai! Sit with us!"
"Kai! Over here!"
I enjoyed the attention, but I had other plans.
"April, Astra, Mickey, let's eat together."
April squinted. "You just want to give me more stress, don't you?"
"Yes."
We found a spot outside under a tree, but before we could eat—
Tessa Lane appeared.
The school's Queen Bee. The one who had been trying (and failing) to mess with April.
Her eyes lit up when she saw me. "Oh my, you must be the new student everyone's talking about."
I smirked. "You've heard of me?"
"It's impossible not to. You've made quite the impression."
April whispered, "She's gonna try to recruit you. Be careful."
I winked at her. Challenge accepted.
Tessa sat down, acting casual. "You should be careful about who you hang out with, Kai. Some people might ruin your reputation."
April sighed. "Here we go."
I tilted my head. "And you'd be…?"
"Tessa Lane. Westgate's top student, cheer captain, and social elite."
"Fascinating."
"I think you'd fit in much better with my crowd." She gave a charming smile.
I returned it. "I appreciate the offer, but I'm entertained where I am."
Her smile twitched. "You sure? It's much better at the top."
"I am already at the top."
April and Astra burst out laughing.
Mickey nearly spat out his drink.
Tessa's eye twitched, but she kept her cool. "We'll see about that, Kai."
She walked off, but I could tell—she was already planning something.
April sighed. "You just made yourself a target."
"Good." I smirked. "That means more fun."
And just like that, my Westgate High saga continued.
____________________________Chapter 140: Dance of the Hawk
Kai's Perspective:
So, after a full day of being worshiped like a celebrity, I expected the backlash to come.
And, of course, it did.
It started with whispers.
"That guy is too full of himself."
"He's just showing off because he's pretty."
"Bet he can't even fight."
I ignored them. I mean, what were they gonna do? Challenge me to a beauty contest? They'd lose before stepping up.
Then came the braver ones.
"Oi, Kai."
A group of guys blocked my path on my way to the sports field. I recognized them. A bunch of jocks. One of them, probably the leader, cracked his knuckles.
"You think you're hot stuff, don't you?"
I blinked. "Yes."
His eyes twitched. "You're acting all high and mighty, making the girls crazy. You think you're better than us?"
"I don't think so. I know."
Astra and Mickey, who were nearby, grinned.
April sighed. "Here we go."
The jock leader growled. "You wanna settle this outside?"
I yawned. "We're already outside."
"Fight me, pretty boy!"
Now, normally, I'd decline—violence is beneath me.
But this? This was an opportunity.
I smirked. "Fine. But let's make it interesting. No fists. Just movement."
He frowned. "What?"
"Ever heard of Capoeira?"
Blank stares.
"I'll take that as a no."
I stepped into position—feet wide, knees slightly bent. I started swaying side to side in Ginga, the basic stance.
"What the hell is he doing?" one of the jocks muttered.
"Dancing?"
"Mocking us?"
The leader lunged at me. Big mistake.
With a swift step, I dodged, twisting my body into an Au—a smooth cartwheel that carried me out of reach.
Gasps.
I grinned. "Come on, you wanted a fight, right?"
He snarled and threw another punch.
This time, I spun—my leg whipping out in a Martelo kick. My heel grazed his face, fast enough to make him stumble but controlled enough not to knock him out.
"What the—?!"
He tried to counter, but I ducked low, swinging my legs in a sweeping Rasteira.
He crashed onto his back.
Silence.
His friends stepped back.
I tilted my head. "You done?"
He groaned. "What the hell kind of fighting style is that?"
"A beautiful one."
The crowd exploded.
"Did you see that?!"
"He just danced around him!"
"That was so smooth! Like a freaking anime character!"
Mickey clapped. "That was the most stylish beatdown I've ever seen."
Astra whistled. "You just made it worse, Kai. Now the fan club is gonna grow."
April rubbed her temples. "You're giving me stress."
The jocks backed off, embarrassed.
I dusted off my pants and smirked. "Better luck next time, boys."
By the end of the day, I had a new nickname floating around.
"Kai, the Hawk Prince!"
"The Dancing Fighter!"
"Westgate's Ultimate Pretty Boy!"
April sighed. "I give up. You win. This school belongs to you now."
I grinned. "Took you long enough to admit it."
_________________________________
Chapter 141:TheScarredPrincipal
The next day–
April's Perspective:
Something felt off the moment I stepped onto campus.
There was a buzz in the air, whispers passing between students like wildfire. Astra, walking beside me, raised an eyebrow.
"Did something happen?"
"No clue," I muttered, scanning the crowd. Something big was going on.
Mickey jogged up to us, grinning. "Did you guys hear? We got a new principal."
I blinked. "What happened to the old one?"
"Retired. Suddenly."
My stomach twisted. Retired? Just like that?
Before I could ask more, the school speakers crackled to life.
"All students report to the auditorium immediately. This is mandatory."
I exhaled sharply. "Well, that's suspicious."
Astra smirked. "This could be fun."
Kai strolled up behind us, hands in his pockets. "Place your bets. New principal's a weirdo, a control freak, or secretly evil."
"I'm hoping for a weirdo," Mickey muttered.
I wasn't hoping for anything. I just wanted to find out what the hell was going on.
—
Assembly of Tension
The auditorium was packed. Students crammed into seats, the chatter barely contained. Teachers looked nervous.
That was the first red flag.
The second red flag? The woman on stage.
She stood at the podium, arms crossed, scanning the room like a hawk watching prey.
Scarred face. Cold, sharp eyes. Strong posture.
My instincts screamed.
It's Ragnarök's 5th Supreme seat.
Kai let out a low whistle. "Oh, she's definitely evil."
The murmurs in the crowd grew louder as a woman with dark brown hair tied back into a practical ponytail, she wore a tailored dark blue suit with a faint military-like air.
She finally stepped forward and grabbed the microphone.
"Silence."
Her voice was like steel wrapped in silk. Commanding. Sharp.
And the entire auditorium obeyed.
"My name is Principal Kaela Voren," she said, her gaze sweeping over us. "I will be overseeing Westgate High from now on."
Whispers exploded instantly.
"She looks scary!"
"Why does she have a scar?"
"She's kinda hot though."
"Wait, why did we suddenly get a new principal?!"
Kaela let the murmuring go on for a moment before speaking again.
"I expect discipline. Order. Excellence."
Her eyes landed on me, Kai, Astra, and Mickey.
A chill ran down my spine.
Principal Kaela scanned the crowd, her expression unreadable. Then, she spoke, her voice firm yet smooth.
"Under my leadership, Westgate High will become a school of high standards. Those who cause trouble..." She smiled slightly, though there was no warmth in it. "Will find that I am not as forgiving as my predecessor."
Murmurs spread through the students. Some were intimidated, others indifferent.
But April, Astra, and Kai understood the real message hidden beneath Kaela's words.
This wasn't just about being a principal.
She was here to watch them.
And if she was here, it meant Ragnarök was planning something.
"That is all. Dismissed."
"This is bad."
We regrouped outside, away from the main crowd.
Kai stretched lazily. "I don't know. I kinda like her. She's got that 'I will kill you without blinking' energy."
Mickey frowned. "That's… not a good thing, Kai."
Astra smirked. "She's dangerous."
April sat at her desk, arms crossed, feeling a nagging sense of unease.
Astra leaned back in her chair, unimpressed. Kai, on the other hand, looked intrigued, resting his chin on his palm.
Mickey, oblivious to the hidden war around him, tapped his pen against his notebook.
"A new principal, huh?"
April didn't answer. She already knew that Kaela was going to be a massive headache.
April's eyes narrowed.
Kai clicked his tongue. "Well... didn't expect to see her here."
Astra smirked. "Looks like Ragnarök is getting bold."
April's fists clenched at her sides. This woman—Kaela Voren, the fifth Seat of Ragnarök—was the one she had nearly killed with Bite.
And now, she was standing before the entire school, playing the role of principal.
____________________________Chapter 142: The Wolf in the Den
As the assembly ended, students dispersed, whispering among themselves about their intimidating new principal.
Some admired her commanding presence, while others felt uneasy under her sharp gaze.
April, Astra, and Kai lingered near the back of the auditorium.
Kai let out a low whistle. "Well, well. Looks like school just got a lot more fun."
Astra smirked. "Fun for you, headache for April."
April exhaled sharply, her fingers twitching in irritation. "She's not just here to play principal. She's watching us."
Kai lazily stretched his arms. "Obviously. The question is, how much does she already know?" His purple eyes flickered with amusement.
"Think she's already onto me?"
Astra shrugged. "She's Ragnarök's fifth Seat. She probably has a list of all the people close to April."
She glanced at Mickey, who was busy texting someone, still unaware of the storm brewing around him. "Though, I doubt she suspects him yet."
April's jaw tightened.
Mickey was the only one among them still oblivious to Ragnarök, and she intended to keep it that way as long as possible.
Just as they were about to leave, a voice called out.
"Miss April Williams, a moment of your time."
The trio turned, finding Kaela Voren standing behind them, her expression unreadable.
The crowd of students quickly parted, their curiosity evident but unwilling to get involved.
April's gaze was cold. "Principal Voren."
Kaela's lips barely twitched in what could almost be a smile. "It's interesting seeing you here, thriving in a normal high school setting. Almost as if nothing ever happened."
April didn't react, but she knew what Kaela meant—what happened that night, when she had nearly killed her with Bite.
Astra crossed her arms. "You must be really passionate about education, Principal."
Kaela chuckled. "Oh, you have no idea. There's nothing more rewarding than shaping the future of young minds." Her golden-brown eyes gleamed with unspoken meaning.
Kai tilted his head. "And yet, you came to a high school to do it. Quite the downgrade from your usual activities, don't you think?"
Kaela didn't miss the jab. "Oh, but Westgate High is special. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to be here."
She turned to April. "I expect great things from you, Miss Williams I'll be watching closely."
April's eyes darkened, but she forced a neutral nod. "Looking forward to it."
Kaela gave one last glance at Astra and Kai before walking away, her presence lingering like a shadow.
The moment she was out of earshot, Astra muttered, "Well, that's going to be a problem."
Kai grinned. "Or entertainment. Depends on how you look at it."
April clenched her fists. Kaela Voren was here to observe, to analyze, to pick apart their weaknesses.
Ragnarök wasn't just watching anymore.
They were moving.
____________________________Chapter 143: Pressure and Provocation
The rest of the school day felt heavier than usual. The moment Kaela Voren was officially introduced as principal, the atmosphere at Westgate High shifted.
Teachers acted more rigid, students were more cautious, and April felt the weight of unseen eyes tracking her every move.
Even Mickey, who was usually clueless about these things, noticed the tension in the air.
"Why's everyone acting weird today?" he asked at lunch, sipping his juice box.
Kai, lounging next to him, smirked. "New principal syndrome. Scary lady, big reputation. People are just adjusting."
Mickey shrugged. "Huh. She does look like she came out of an action movie."
April and Astra exchanged a glance. 'If only you knew.'
Kai leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms. "You know, it is kind of funny," he mused. "She went from one of Ragnarök's top seats to playing babysitter at a high school."
Astra tapped her fingers against the table.
"She's here for us, though. Watching. Gathering intel. Seeing how much we know."
April exhaled through her nose. "She's testing the waters."
Kai grinned. "Well, then, let's make it interesting."
After School–
As the final bell rang, the hallways buzzed with students eager to leave.
April, Astra, Kai, and Mickey walked together, discussing their usual plans, when a group of senior boys suddenly blocked their path.
The leader, a muscular guy with a buzz cut, sneered at Kai.
"Yo, pretty boy. You think you can just walk in here, steal all the attention, and act like you own the place?"
Kai raised an eyebrow, looking thoroughly unimpressed. "You're upset because girls like me?"
One of the boys clenched his fists. "You've been acting like you run the school since you got here."
Kai tilted his head, amused. "Have I? Or are you just mad that your girlfriend was staring a little too hard?"
That was exactly the wrong thing to say.
The buzz-cut guy growled and swung a punch.
Kai sidestepped effortlessly. "Oh? We're doing this now?"
April sighed, crossing her arms. "You really shouldn't provoke people like this."
Kai grinned. "Where's the fun in that?"
The seniors charged.
But they never touched him.
Kai moved like water—smooth, precise, unpredictable. He leaned back, dodging a punch, then spun midair, delivering a powerful kick to one guy's chest.
The force sent the boy staggering backward.
Capoeira.
The rhythmic, acrobatic martial art made Kai's movements almost dance-like.
He twisted, evading attacks with ease before countering with sharp, devastating kicks.
Astra whistled. "Now that's stylish."
Mickey blinked. "Okay… what the hell was that?"
Kai landed lightly on his feet, brushing off invisible dust. "Capoeira. A little something I picked up." He glanced at the groaning boys on the floor. "Not bad, but you'll need a lot more training to keep up with me."
The defeated group scrambled away, humiliated.
Kai stretched lazily. "Well, that was a fun warm-up." He turned to April with a cheeky grin. "What's next?"
April sighed, rubbing her temples. "You and Astra are going to give me a headache."
Astra smirked. "That's what friends are for."
But even as they laughed, April knew their real problems were just beginning.
Kaela Voren was watching. And sooner or later, she would make her move.
____________________________Chapter 144: A New Myth Awakens
A ripple in the balance of power.That was what the Leader of April's organization called it when a Running Gear activated.
The moment it happened, both factions—Ragnarök and their opposition—were alerted to its location. And this time, the signal didn't come from the UK.
It came from the United States.
But what made this situation even more intense was the type of Gear.Mythical Gear– Phoenix.
A Gear type completely unknown, even to April's side.This wasn't something they could ignore.
—Westgate High– The next day, the entire student body was gathered in the auditorium.
Kaela Voren stood at the podium, her sharp gaze sweeping over the students."As part of Westgate's ongoing cultural exchange program," she began, voice smooth yet authoritative, "we are pleased to announce an upcoming international study trip to the United States.
"A murmur of excitement spread through the room.
"This trip will allow students to experience American culture firsthand, engage in educational tours, and strengthen international relations." She paused, a small, unreadable smile forming. "Attendance will be mandatory.
"April's fingers curled into a fist. She exchanged glances with Kai and Astra.They knew exactly why she was doing this.Ragnarök had already caught onto the Running Gear's activation, and Kaela was making sure she could drag April and her group along for the ride.
—After the Assembly– "We need to move fast. But first Astra me and you need to have a serious talk."
Astra seeing April's serious gaze didn't play around this time. Instead she just nodded her head.
April nodded and she started walking ahead followed closely by Astra.
Astra stood outside the organization's headquarters. The building was wedged between the ruins of forgotten tech-labs, its entrance half-concealed behind flickering holographic signage.
Just ahead, April waited—arms folded, eyes watchful.
"This place… feels heavier than I thought," Astra murmured.
"Heavy places usually have people worth carrying inside," April replied calmly.
Astra stepped forward but paused near the entrance. Her hand hovered mid-air.
A flicker of memory passed through her eyes.
"You okay?" April asked, noticing the hesitation.
"When I was twelve," Astra began, her voice distant, "I tried to save someone. My older brother. He was part of a group like yours… brave, loud, always talking about saving the world. I idolized him."
April said nothing—only listened.
"One night, he took me to their base. Showed me their mission files, prototype Gears, strategy boards… I thought I belonged there."
"What happened?" April prompted gently.
"They were betrayed. By someone inside. Ragnarök didn't wait for answers. They wiped them out. All of them." Her voice dropped. "I survived because my brother locked me inside a core chamber. I watched him die—from behind bulletproof glass."
Silence.
Astra's hands clenched into fists.
"Since then, I swore I'd never trust another 'organization.' People always claim unity—until it costs too much."
"And yet, here you are," April said, voice softer now.
Astra nodded slowly. "I thought I could take Ragnarök down alone. Stay clean. Detached. Untouchable. But no matter how far I ran, they kept growing."
She took another step toward the door.
"Maybe it's time to stop surviving… and start fighting properly."
April offered a small smile. "Then welcome home, Astra."
The door opened with a hiss. As they stepped inside, Astra glanced down the dim corridor ahead.
The air was warm—filled with distant voices, soft laughter, tension.
Life.
For the first time in years, Astra didn't feel like a ghost.
She felt real.
And ready.
The hallway was still, save for the faint hum of flickering lights.
Astra followed April, hands tucked in her pockets, eyes scanning every surface.
Each step felt like she was shedding years of rusted armor.
They stopped in front of a heavy metal door. April turned to her with a half-smile.
"They're a lot to take in. But… they're good people."
She tapped a panel, and the door slid open with a soft whoosh.
Inside, the main strategy room buzzed with energy.
A long table dominated the space, cluttered with screens, maps, and scattered energy drinks. Around it stood five figures—each one exuding aura that made Astra instinctively brace herself.
Jax was the first to speak, lounging with his trademark lazy confidence.
"So this is the ghost girl, huh? Astra."
Astra raised an eyebrow. "I prefer 'strategic introvert.'"
Jax smirked. From the far end, Saya chuckled, arms crossed.
"She's sharper than she looks."
Beside her stood Dante—tall, silent like a weapon yet to be drawn. His voice was low, deliberate.
"You've got that look. Like someone who's fought more battles inside than out."
Astra didn't answer. But her expression gave him all he needed.
Kai who was leaning against the strategy room's entrance burst in, all chaotic energy.
"Yo, Astra! Just remember that I'm the prettiest one here."
Astra smirked. "You wish. I've seen mirrors."
Laughter rippled around the room—even the Leader cracked a grin.
April walked to Kai's said and fist pumped him. "Thanks for going ahead of us two to inform the leader, I appreciate it."
Kai just shrugged his shoulders with his usual playful smirk. "It wasn't that big of a deal."
Then the rooms tone shifted.
Juno stepped forward, voice even.
"You're not here just for jokes and backstories. You want to fight Ragnarök."
"I've wanted that since before most of you could breathe properly," Astra replied without hesitation.
Juno didn't smile. He simply nodded, slow and sure.
From the shadows, the final figure emerged.
The room fell quiet.
The Leader.
His presence was heavy, calm, commanding. His voice carried weight.
"Astra Lopez. I know your name, your file… and your pain."
Astra's jaw tensed.
"You've walked a path of silence. That ends here. If you stand with us—you will speak. You will fight. You will bleed for something bigger than yourself."
He stepped closer. "Are you ready?"
Astra looked him in the eye.
"I've been ready since the day they made me watch him die."
The Leader nodded—sharp. Final.
"Then welcome to the war."
Overhead, the lights dimmed slightly, as if the room itself had accepted its newest member.
Astra no longer felt like an outsider.
Not a ghost.
Not a shadow.
Just one more name among warriors.
April, Kai, Dante and Astra stood in a dimly lit safe house, facing the Leader of their organization with Jax & Saya beside him.
Screens flickered behind him, displaying the Phoenix Gear's location in the United States—somewhere in New York City.The Leader exhaled.
"A Mythical Gear… We've never encountered one. This changes things."Kai folded his arms. "Ragnarök's obviously sending their own team. If they reach him first—"
"They'll either recruit or eliminate him," Astra finished.The Leader nodded. "That's why we're moving base. Our entire operation will relocate to the U.S. This will be our new battleground."April narrowed her eyes.
"Do we have an identity on the user?"One of the screens zoomed in, showing a male student—slender, pale skin, messy light pink hair, and piercing golden eyes. He wore a high-collared black uniform with large black cross earrings dangling from his ears. His expression was cold, distant.
"Subject: Unknown. Newly awakened Running Gear user. Mythical Gear– Phoenix."Astra smirked. "Well… he looks like trouble."Kai grinned. "I think I'm gonna like this guy."April exhaled. "Then let's make sure Ragnarök doesn't get to him first."Their battle was about to go global.
____________________________Chapter 145: The Leader's Gear
The atmosphere in the safe house felt heavier after the revelation of the Mythical Gear– Phoenix.
The weight of the upcoming battle was clear on everyone's faces.
But then, the Leader did something unexpected.
He leaned back in his chair, looking at April, Kai, and Saya with an appraising gaze.
"You three…" he began, voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority. "You've earned a fraction of my respect."
April's brows furrowed slightly.
That was the most praise she'd ever heard from him.
Kai smirked. "Wow. Are you feeling sick, old man?"
Saya shot him a warning glare, but the Leader merely chuckled.
"As a reward for your efforts, I'll share something that only a select few know." His eyes sharpened. "My Gear's genre."
The room fell into silence.
Jax gave the leader a questioning look. But he didn't say anything. He trusted the leaders judgement.
No one knew what kind of Gear the Leader had. His power was unquestionable, but he never spoke about what fueled it.
The Leader exhaled.
"My Gear…" His gaze swept over them, measuring their reactions. "Is a Mythical Gear."
April's eyes narrowed. "Like the Phoenix Gear?"
"No." The Leader's smirk was unreadable. "That boy in the U.S. has his own Mythical Gear. Mine is something entirely different."
Kai leaned forward, intrigued. "Then what's its name?"
The Leader's smirk widened. "You don't get that privilege."
Kai clicked his tongue. "Tch. Figures."
April crossed her arms, analyzing the information. If the Leader also possessed a Mythical Gear, it meant this category of Gears wasn't as rare as they initially thought.
Just how many Mythical Gears existed in the world?
And more importantly…
What kind of entity was sealed inside the Leader's Gear?
Astra, who had been listening silently, stretched. "Well, this is getting more and more interesting," she said. "But I'll leave the guessing game to you guys. I'll meet you at the airport in the U.S."
Kai gave her a teasing look. "Not taking the same flight with us? What, scared of turbulence?"
Astra rolled her eyes. "No, I just don't want to be stuck next to you for hours."
Kai feigned offense. "I'm hurt."
April sighed. "Enough. We need to prepare. Once we land, the real game begins."
The Leader's smirk didn't fade as they left.
The hunt for the Phoenix Gear User was officially on.
____________________________Chapter 146: Departure to the U.S.
The airport was buzzing with activity, but April, Kai, and Saya moved through the crowd like ghosts.
Their goal was clear: locate the Phoenix Gear user before Ragnarök could.
With the 5th Seat, Kaela Voren, orchestrating a "school trip," their movements would be watched. But this was the best cover they had.
Kai sighed dramatically as they reached the departure gate. "A 10-hour flight… I might not survive."
April didn't even look at him. "Then don't come."
Kai clutched his chest as if wounded.
"April, how could you say something so cruel?!"
Saya ignored them, scrolling through her tablet. "The moment we land, I'll start tracking for Gear signals. If this Phoenix Gear is active, we'll pinpoint its location."
April nodded. "Good. Astra is already in the U.S., so she can check things on her end before we arrive."
Kai smirked. "And what's Mickey doing? Learning about American football?"
April gave him a sharp look. "He's not involved in this. Keep it that way."
Kai shrugged. "Fine, fine."
Soon, the boarding call rang through the terminal.
They were on their way to the U.S.
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Chapter 147: Arrival & Astra's Update
The flight was uneventful—except for Kai flirting with a flight attendant just for fun, April giving him a death stare, and Saya pretending she didn't know them.
The only reason Saya was here was quite simple. All that Saya did was to inform westgate high that she'd be accompanying April, Astra and Kai as their guardian.
The airport in the U.S. was massive compared to the one back in the U.K.
April, Kai, Saya, and the rest of the students exited the plane, stepping into a new country with a different atmosphere.
The moment April breathed in the air, she already felt the shift—something was off.
Kai stretched his arms with a lazy grin.
"Ah, finally. America. The land of opportunity… and overpriced coffee."
Saya rolled her eyes. "You just got here, and that's your first thought?"
"Hey," Kai shrugged, adjusting the strap of his bag, "I heard people here like pretty boys too. I should test that theory."
April ignored their bickering as her focus was elsewhere. The fifth seat of Ragnarök, their new "principal", was walking ahead with the other teachers, organizing their stay.
Her presence was a reminder that this "school trip" was anything but normal.
Somewhere in this massive city, a new Mythical Gear user had awakened. And both organizations—Ragnarök and their own—were racing to find them first.
When they landed in New York, As they exited the airport, a familiar figure was waiting for them by the entrance.
Astra.
She leaned against a sleek black car, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips. "Took you long enough."
Kai stretched. "Wow, Astra, did you miss me?"
"Not even a little."
April cut to the point. "What's the situation?"
Astra's expression turned serious.
"I've been scouting. The Phoenix Gear user isn't stable. His power has been activating randomly in different areas, which means he probably can't control it yet."
Saya frowned. "Then Ragnarök will try to capture him before we do."
April's eyes darkened. "We need to find them first."
Kai grinned. "Then let's get started."
____________________________Chapter 148: Touchdown in the U.S.A
The streets of the U.S. bustled with life as students from Westgate High settled into their temporary lodgings.
But even amidst the lively chaos of arrival, an unmistakable presence loomed over the scene.
It started with a distant, echoing roar of powerful engines. Then, as if the city itself paused in anticipation, a fleet of luxury cars turned the corner, moving in perfect formation.
April and Kai were already exhausted from the flight, but the ridiculous spectacle unfolding before them forced their attention.
A stretch limousine, flanked by four armored SUVs, glided to a stop in front of their hotel entrance.
Kai arched a brow. "Oh, come on… Seriously?"
The moment the car doors swung open, a red carpet was rolled out, and from the limousine's depths emerged Tessa Lane.
Dressed in a flawless designer outfit, her golden locks cascaded like silk over her shoulders, sunglasses perched on her face as if she were some Hollywood superstar making a grand debut.
A pair of assistants immediately rushed to adjust her coat while another handed her a sparkling drink—probably just fancy water, but it was all about the presentation.
Gasps and murmurs spread through the Westgate students.
Even some of the locals passing by stopped to stare, confused but entertained by the over-the-top arrival.
April rubbed her temples. "You have got to be kidding me."
Kai, stifling a laugh, nudged her. "You think she shipped her entire entourage just for this?"
Saya, arms crossed, sighed. "At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if she brought her own imported air to breathe."
Tessa lowered her sunglasses, eyes locking onto April like a queen gracing a commoner with her presence.
A smug smirk tugged at her lips.
"Oh, hello there, darling," she purred. "Did you miss me?"
April exhaled slowly, mentally preparing herself for yet another migraine.
____________________________Chapter 149: A Field Trip into Fate
The next morning, Westgate High's students were buzzing with excitement.
Their first full day in the U.S.A. had begun, and the field trip itinerary promised a blend of sightseeing and leisure.
The teachers, eager to maintain the illusion that this was just a normal educational experience, arranged for the students to visit a few historical landmarks, a well-known art museum, and a popular shopping district.
Kai, April, Mickey, and Saya stuck together for most of the trip, occasionally suffering through Tessa's dramatic commentary about "true luxury" whenever they passed high-end boutiques.
By mid-afternoon, the last stop of the day was announced—
Saint Aurelius Cathedral.
A grand Neo-Gothic structure, standing tall with intricate stained-glass windows and towering spires.
The guide explained that this church was famous for its soul-stirring choir and its reputation for being a place of divine revelations.
The moment they stepped inside, the atmosphere shifted.
A soft, almost ethereal hymn echoed through the vast cathedral halls, each note wrapping around them like a gentle embrace.
People were gathered in rows, singing, hands raised in devotion. The scent of incense and aged wood lingered in the air.
April, arms crossed, frowned. "There's something off…"
Kai, who had been lazily trailing behind, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His gaze snapped toward the front of the church.
There, amidst the choir and congregation, stood a figure.
A young man with pastel pink hair, styled in an effortlessly messy yet elegant way.
His sharp, piercing golden eyes seemed to glow under the soft church lighting.
His presence was commanding, yet at the same time, unearthly calm—as if he belonged to another world entirely.
He was just standing there, listening, his gaze unreadable.
April's breath hitched. She felt it.
That pressure.
Saya whispered under her breath, "…Running Gear."
Kai, for once, didn't joke. Instead, a grin slowly spread across his lips.
"Well… this just got a hell of a lot more interesting."
____________________________Chapter 150: The Phoenix's Gaze
The soft hum of hymns filled Saint Aurelius Cathedral, but for April, Kai, Astra and Saya, the air felt heavier—charged.
The pastel-pink-haired young man stood near the altar, his golden eyes focused on the choir, unmoving.
As if he wasn't a part of this world.
April tensed. The presence coming off him was suffocating.
A Running Gear.
No. A Mythical Gear.
And not just any gear— a Mythical Phoenix.
Kai placed a hand on his hip, his usual cocky smirk forming. "Damn. I figured we'd have to dig through the city to find him, but here he is, chilling in a church like some kind of saint."
Saya adjusted her gloves, lowering her voice. "We need to be careful. If he notices us, there's no telling how he'll react."
April narrowed her eyes, analyzing him.
Was he aware of what he was? Or was he still in the stage of denial, where the Gear had awakened, but he hadn't fully grasped it?
Before she could decide, he moved.
The young man turned his head slightly, golden eyes flicking toward their direction.
He saw them.
His expression didn't change, but there was something in his gaze. A flicker of recognition? Caution?
Then—
He smiled.
It wasn't warm or inviting. It was knowing.
Kai let out a small chuckle, tilting his head.
"Oh? He's got that 'I know something you don't' look."
Saya exhaled sharply. "This could get dangerous."
April wasn't in the mood for games. Her heels clicked against the church floor as she stepped forward.
The young man raised an eyebrow but didn't move.
She stopped a few feet away, arms crossed. "You."
A few churchgoers turned their heads at her direct approach, but April didn't care.
The young man blinked, tilting his head.
"Me?" His voice was smooth, casual, almost amused.
April didn't waste time. "Who are you?"
The young man chuckled, slipping his hands into his pockets. "Is that really how you greet someone in a church?"
Kai snorted. "I like him already."
April ignored him. "Answer the question."
The young man studied her for a long moment, as if debating something. Then—
"Zephyr."
April's eyes narrowed. "Zephyr?"
He nodded once. "And you?"
April stared at him. Lying wasn't an option. If he was a Running Gear, Ragnarök would come for him.
And if they wanted to recruit him before that happened… they needed honesty.
"…April."
Zephyr hummed, his golden eyes flicking between her, Kai, Astra and Saya. Then he smirked.
"I already know who you are."
Silence.
April's fingers twitched toward her hidden blade.
Was he an enemy? A potential ally? A wildcard?
Zephyr's smirk widened. "And if you've come for me… well." He took a step forward, lowering his voice.
"You're already too late."
April's blood ran cold.
Ragnarök was already moving.
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Chapter 151:The Phoenix'sTrail
April's eyes sharpened at Zephyr's words. Too late?
Did that mean Ragnarök had already approached him? Or had they simply started moving toward him?
Kai grinned, stepping forward. "Well, that's dramatic. But let's get to the real question—whose side are you on?"
Zephyr chuckled. "I'd say my own. But… if you really want me to choose?" His golden eyes gleamed. "Beat me. Then I'll listen."
April exhaled sharply. Another one. A warrior bound by strength.
Kai rolled his shoulders, stepping in front of April. "Alright, I like this guy." He tapped his temple. "Simple rules. If we kick your ass, you join us. That right?"
Zephyr nodded. "A real fight. No tricks, no ambushes. One-on-one."
April didn't hesitate. "Fine. Let's take this outside."
—
The cathedral courtyard was wide, open, surrounded by towering stone walls. The rest of the students were still inside, oblivious.
Kai cracked his knuckles, stretching his arms.
"I'll go first. I like breaking in the new guys."
Zephyr smirked, slipping off his jacket and tossing it aside. He rolled his shoulders, flexing his fingers. "Alright then, Hawk. Let's see if you can fly."
Kai didn't waste time.
He vanished.
A burst of wind followed his movement—Gear speed.
Zephyr barely had time to react before Kai was in front of him, launching a rapid spinning kick.
Zephyr raised an arm, blocking, but the force sent him skidding back.
Kai smirked. "Not bad."
Zephyr chuckled. "Fast." His golden eyes gleamed. "But not fast enough."
Flames erupted from his body.
April tensed. Mythical Gear—Phoenix.
Zephyr blurred—speed boosted by fire—and countered with a devastating hook punch. Kai barely dodged, his smirk widening.
This was getting fun.
____________________________Chapter 152: The Phoenix's Trial (2)
The clash of wind and fire filled the courtyard.
Kai flipped backward, avoiding Zephyr's punch, but the heat from his Mythical Gear still licked at his skin.
His sneakers barely touched the ground before he launched forward again, twisting his body in midair—
Capoeira—Hawk's Talon.
His foot whipped out in a rapid arc, aiming for Zephyr's side.
Zephyr reacted fast. His arm ignited, forming a flaming gauntlet as he blocked the strike, but the impact still sent him stumbling back.
He grinned. "Damn, you kick hard."
Kai landed smoothly. "You're not bad yourself. But can you keep up?"
He vanished.
Zephyr's eyes widened as Kai reappeared right behind him.
Another kick— this one aimed at the back of his head.
But this time—
BOOM!
A pillar of flames exploded from Zephyr's body, forcing Kai to twist away midair.
Zephyr turned, flames wrapping around his fists. "You're fast," he admitted, "but let's see how you handle pressure."
His hands moved—flame-enhanced martial arts.
Kai barely dodged the first flaming punch, the heat singing his shirt.
The second one—he blocked with his arm, but the impact was like getting hit by a burning truck.
Damn, he hits like April.
Kai skidded back, shaking out his arm. He could feel the sting through his Gear-enhanced durability.
Zephyr grinned. "That all you got?"
Kai exhaled, then rolled his neck. "Alright, I'll turn it up."
Kai suddenly dropped low—
And before Zephyr could react, his leg swung in a sharp, sweeping kick.
Zephyr jumped—too late.
Kai's kick caught his ankle, and Zephyr lost balance.
Before he could hit the ground, Kai spun—Capoeira-style—and delivered a rising kick straight into his chest.
BOOM.
Zephyr rocketed backward, rolling across the stone courtyard.
Kai landed smoothly, shaking out his leg.
"See? Told you. I like breaking in the new guys."
Zephyr coughed, flames flickering around his body as he forced himself up.
His golden eyes narrowed.
"Alright, Hawk." He exhaled, and then—
His arms ignited.
Partial Takeover.
His forearms transformed, covered in phoenix-like armor, golden-red with streaks of white flames. His hands sharpened into talon-like claws, heat radiating off them in waves.
Kai smirked. "Now we're talking."
Kai lunged forward—
But this time, Zephyr matched his speed.
The two clashed in a blur—Kai's kicks against Zephyr's burning fists.
Each impact sent out shockwaves.
Kai twisted midair, dodging another fiery strike, but the heat was overwhelming.
Zephyr smirked. "Not enough, Hawk."
He feinted a punch—
Then suddenly swung his other arm, claws glowing white-hot.
A direct hit to Kai's ribs.
BOOM.
Kai crashed into the ground, coughing.
Zephyr cracked his knuckles. "So, who's next?"
A new voice answered.
"Me."
Zephyr turned—
And April was already in front of him.
Her eyes glowed, sharp and predatory.
Kai groaned, rubbing his side. "Finally. Took you long enough."
April didn't respond. She just took a slow step forward.
Zephyr felt it immediately.
The shift in the air.
Pressure.
Not just Gear power. Not just skill.
Something deeper.
Zephyr smirked, rolling his shoulders. "I was hoping to see what you could do."
April's eyes stayed locked on him. "I'll give you one chance."
Her aura spiked.
Zephyr felt a primal instinct—danger.
But he grinned. "I don't surrender."
April exhaled.
Her sigil glowed.
Ultima's Instinct– U.I Mode.
____________________________Chapter 153: The Wolf and the Phoenix
Silence fell over the courtyard.
Kai, still kneeling, rubbed his ribs. "Alright, this should be fun."
April took another step forward, her silver eyes sharp as she activated Ultima's Instinct.
Her presence changed.
The air felt denser.
Zephyr's grin flickered. Even with his Partial Takeover active, he felt it—
A difference in power.
He exhaled, his flaming claws flexing.
"Alright, Ultima. Show me."
April didn't reply. She just moved.
And Zephyr barely saw it.
One second she was standing still—
The next—
She was already in front of him.
BOOM!
Her palm struck his chest, and the impact sent him skidding backward.
Zephyr dug his claws into the ground, stopping himself.
His chest burned—not from his own fire, but from the sheer force behind that hit.
His smirk returned. "Not bad."
He lunged—faster than before.
April dodged his first claw swipe, then the second. Flames cut through the air, missing her by inches.
Zephyr spun, his leg engulfed in white-hot fire, and kicked at her side.
April raised her arm to block.
BOOM!
The ground beneath her cracked, but she didn't move. Not an inch.
Zephyr's eyes widened.
April's expression didn't change. She just grabbed his leg.
And slammed him into the ground.
CRASH.
Dust shot into the air.
Kai whistled. "Sheesh."
Zephyr coughed, his vision blurring for a second.
When the dust settled, he saw April standing over him.
Her hand was still in her pocket. She hadn't even taken a proper stance.
His pride flared.
Fine.
If he wanted to prove himself, he'd push further.
Zephyr rolled to his feet. His flames surged, hotter than before.
April watched. Calm. Patient.
And then—Zephyr vanished.
This time, April had to move.
His fist cut through the air, his flames leaving white streaks behind.
April dodged, shifting just enough to avoid the hits.
Zephyr pushed harder, his speed increasing with every second.
Fast.
Stronger.
Flames burning through the air.
Kai watched closely. Zephyr wasn't just some random fighter—
He was adapting.
His movements weren't wild. They were getting sharper, more controlled. He was learning how to fight her mid-battle.
And then—
April suddenly stopped dodging.
Zephyr's flaming fist came straight for her face.
Kai blinked. "Wait—"
BOOM.
A shockwave blasted through the courtyard.
But when the dust cleared—
April was still standing.
Zephyr's fist was right against her cheek.
But it hadn't moved her.
Not even a little.
Zephyr's eyes widened.
April stared at him. "You're done."
And then—
She moved.
A single step—
And she was inside his guard.
A palm strike to his stomach.
BOOM!
Zephyr flew backward, crashing into the courtyard wall.
Silence.
Kai stood up, stretching. "Well, that's over."
Dust settled.
Zephyr sat there, breathing heavily. His flames flickered.
But then—
He laughed.
A deep, genuine laugh.
Kai raised a brow. "Dude, you lost."
Zephyr grinned, gripping his stomach. "Yeah. That's why I'm laughing."
He pushed himself up, grinning at April.
"You beat me fair and square. So, like I said before—"
His golden eyes gleamed.
"I follow whoever defeats me."
Kai stared. "Wait, what?"
April exhaled, her U.I Mode fading. "So that's what you meant."
Zephyr rolled his shoulders. "Rules are rules. I fight. I lose. I follow."
He held out a hand. "Looks like I'm with you now."
April stared at his hand.
Then, after a moment, she shook it.
Kai groaned. "Great. Another headache for us."
April ignored him. Zephyr Phoenix had joined them.
And now—
They just had to deal with Ragnarök.
____________________________Chapter 154: A Phoenix Joins the Pack
April released Zephyr's hand, stepping back as he stretched his arms like he had just finished warming up.
His pastel pink hair was messy with dust, his white hoodie slightly burnt at the edges, but he was grinning like a lunatic.
Kai rubbed his temples. "You're actually serious?"
Zephyr grinned wider. "What, did I stutter?"
Kai sighed. "So, what now? You gonna follow April around like a lost puppy?"
Zephyr tilted his head, considering it. "That does sound fun, but nah. I'm not a dog—" he patted his chest, "I'm a phoenix."
Kai rolled his eyes. "Right, right. And you just so happen to have a personal rule where you follow anyone who beats you in a fight?"
Zephyr nodded. "Yep. A real fight, no tricks, no cheap shots. Just skill." His golden eyes gleamed. "I respect that."
April simply crossed her arms. "What if I told you no?"
Zephyr's grin didn't waver. "Then I'd just follow you anyway."
Kai sighed dramatically. "You're impossible."
Zephyr shrugged. "I'm determined."
April studied him. She could tell he was being completely honest.
There was no deception, no hidden motives—just pure, reckless conviction.
After a moment, she turned. "Fine."
Kai blinked. "Wait, what?"
April started walking. "Do what you want."
Zephyr beamed. "Nice."
Kai groaned. "Oh, come on! He's annoying!"
Zephyr smirked. "And you're fun to mess with."
Kai narrowed his eyes. "I will fight you."
Zephyr shrugged. "You can try."
Kai rolled up his sleeves. "Alright, that's it—"
April suddenly stopped walking.
Kai and Zephyr paused.
She glanced over her shoulder, golden eyes sharp. "We're being watched."
Zephyr's smirk faded. "Huh?"
Kai frowned, looking around.
April didn't move, but she could feel it—a presence.
Not normal students. Not bystanders. Something else.
Kai tensed. "You think it's Ragnarök?"
April exhaled. "Maybe."
Zephyr flexed his fingers, small flames flickering to life. "Want me to scare 'em off?"
April shook her head. "No. Let them watch."
She turned back and kept walking.
Kai and Zephyr exchanged glances before following her.
Whoever was watching—
They'd make their move soon.
And April would be ready.
____________________________Chapter 155: Another Pretty Boy Arrives
The next morning at Westgate High was already chaotic.
News had spread fast—another new transfer student was joining their class.
"Did you hear?!"
"Another one?! Who is it this time?"
"I swear, if he's as good-looking as Kai—"
The moment Zephyr stepped into the classroom, chaos erupted.
The pastel pink-haired boy stood there with his usual grin, his hands shoved in his pockets. His golden eyes scanned the room lazily, already enjoying the reaction.
Kai, sitting in his seat, groaned loudly.
"Oh, come on. Not again."
Zephyr turned to him with a smirk. "What? Jealous?"
Kai glared. "Jealous of what? Your golden retriever energy?"
Zephyr chuckled. "Damn, you got jokes."
The teacher cleared her throat, struggling to regain control of the room. "Ahem! Class, settle down!"
Everyone slowly returned to their seats, though the whispers didn't stop.
The teacher gestured at Zephyr. "Introduce yourself."
Zephyr casually waved. "Yo. I'm Zephyr. That's it."
The teacher frowned. "That's… all?"
Zephyr nodded. "Yep. If you wanna know more, just ask."
The class exploded in whispers again.
"I swear, these transfer students are built different…"
"He's cute."
"Damn, another one? Westgate is turning into a model agency."
Kai rolled his eyes. "This is your fault, April."
April, sitting nearby, just shrugged. "Not my problem."
Zephyr strolled to an empty seat near Kai and sat down, completely unbothered.
Kai leaned over. "I hate you."
Zephyr grinned. "Love you too, buddy."
Lunchtime–
Unsurprisingly, Zephyr's presence caused even more of a stir at lunch.
By the time they reached the cafeteria, a huge crowd had already formed around him, asking questions.
"Where are you from?"
"Are you single?"
"Do you work out?"
Zephyr, completely unbothered, was just grinning through it all.
Kai sighed. "We just got you, and I already regret it."
Zephyr leaned against the cafeteria table.
"What? I'm popular."
April just took a bite of her food. "You're a headache."
Zephyr laughed. "And you love it."
Mickey, sitting across from them, narrowed his eyes. "Where did you even come from?"
Zephyr smirked. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Mickey looked skeptical. "Something's weird about you…"
Zephyr grinned. "Good. Keep guessing."
Just as Mickey was about to press further—
Tessa entered the cafeteria.
The room immediately fell into a hushed silence.
Kai sighed. "Oh great. Here we go."
April, still eating, didn't even look up.
Zephyr just smirked. "Who's she?"
Kai muttered, "A pain."
Zephyr grinned wider. "I like her already."
Tessa walked straight up to them, her usual confident smirk on her face.
"Well, well." She crossed her arms. "Another transfer student? Let me guess, you're some mystery prodigy too?"
Zephyr, completely unfazed, leaned back in his chair. "Nah. I'm just better than everyone."
Tessa's smirk twitched.
Kai choked on his drink.
April finally looked up, amused.
Tessa's eyes narrowed. "We'll see about that."
Zephyr winked. "Looking forward to it."
April sighed. This school trip was going to be a nightmare.
____________________________Chapter 156: A Day of Chaos
Westgate High in the U.S. had never been this chaotic before.
With Kai, Astra, and now Zephyr in the same class, April had officially given up on having a peaceful day.
Zephyr, despite having transferred just today, had already become one of the most talked-about students.
Kai, meanwhile, hated every second of it.
Morning–
It started the moment Kai and Zephyr walked into class together.
The moment they entered, the entire classroom froze.
A girl sitting in the front gasped. "T-There's two of them?!"
Another girl whispered, "How is that even fair?"
One of the guys grumbled. "I bet they're not even that cool."
Zephyr stretched. "Man, I love it here."
Kai groaned loudly and turned to April.
"Fix this."
April, resting her chin on her hand, shrugged. "Not my problem."
Mickey, watching from the side, muttered, "This is so stupid."
Astra, grinning, leaned forward. "Oh no, this is hilarious."
Kai slammed his bag on his desk. "I swear, if one more person asks me if we're related, I'm leaving."
Zephyr smirked. "Cousins, maybe?"
Kai glared. "I hate you."
Zephyr laughed. "Nah, you love me."
Lunchtime–
It got worse at lunch.
Westgate's cafeteria had basically split into factions.
Kai's fan club on one side.
Zephyr's new fan club forming on the other.
Astra, April, and Mickey watching from a safe distance.
Zephyr, clearly enjoying himself, was answering every ridiculous question thrown at him.
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Nah."
"What's your type?"
"Someone who can actually beat me in a fight."
Kai, sitting next to him, looked beyond done.
One of the girls suddenly turned to Kai.
"What about you, Kai?"
Kai blinked. "What about me?"
Zephyr grinned. "Yeah, Kai. What's your type?"
Kai froze. "I—That's—None of your business!"
April finally smirked. "You walked into that one."
Astra laughed loudly. "This is the best day ever."
Afternoon–
By the time gym class rolled around, things had escalated further.
The gym teacher, Mr. Reed, had planned a basketball game to keep things simple.
But when Zephyr and Kai ended up on opposite teams, it turned into a competition.
April, watching from the sidelines, sighed.
"They're going to start a war, aren't they?"
Astra grinned. "Absolutely."
Mickey crossed his arms. "This school trip is cursed."
Tessa, sitting nearby, smirked. "I think it's entertaining."
The game started—and within minutes, it was clear that it had turned into something more.
Zephyr, using his speed and reflexes, was darting across the court, scoring effortlessly.
Kai, refusing to be outdone, was pulling off insane plays using acrobatics and capoeira movements.
By the end, the score was tied—50 to 50.
Zephyr, panting slightly, grinned. "Damn, you're good."
Kai wiped his forehead. "Obviously."
Mr. Reed, looking slightly terrified, clapped his hands. "A-Alright! That's enough!"
April shook her head. "Idiots."
Astra laughed. "Oh, but they're our idiots."
Mickey sighed. "That's not something to be proud of."
Evening–
As the day wound down, April couldn't shake a weird feeling.
Even though today had been nothing but stupid antics, something felt off.
She sat outside the hotel the school was staying at, watching the sunset.
Zephyr walked up beside her, stretching.
"Yo."
April side-eyed him. "What?"
Zephyr leaned against the railing. "You feel it too, don't you?"
April was silent for a moment. Then, she nodded.
Zephyr smirked. "Good. Thought I was going crazy."
Kai, walking past, raised an eyebrow. "Feel what?"
April simply said, "Something's coming."
Zephyr's grin widened. "Then I hope it's something fun."
Kai rolled his eyes. "You're insane."
Zephyr laughed. "Nah. I just love a good fight."
April narrowed her eyes at the sky.
Something was definitely coming.
And soon, this "school trip" was going to turn into something much bigger.
____________________________Chapter 157: The Calm Before the Storm
The second day of the school trip had barely begun, but April already knew—something was wrong.
The air felt heavier, the streets a little too quiet, the people acting strangely reserved.
It wasn't just her.
Kai, Zephyr, and Astra had all noticed it.
Even the leader had sent a cryptic message that morning:
"Something is shifting. Stay sharp."
And just like that, the fun and games were over.
The next morning–
The school was originally supposed to visit a national museum today.
But at breakfast, the 5th Seat—now Principal Kaela Voren—announced a last-minute change.
"We'll be visiting Saint Ethelred's Cathedral instead," she said smoothly. "A historic site with great cultural significance."
April instantly tensed.
Because she knew for a fact that Kaela wasn't the type to change plans for no reason.
This was deliberate.
And that meant Ragnarök was up to something.
Kai leaned closer to April and whispered, "She's making a move."
April nodded subtly. "Yeah."
Zephyr, sitting across from them, smirked.
"Looks like our fun's over."
Astra sipped her coffee. "Finally."
Mickey, still unaware of the true situation, just frowned. "Why do you guys look like you're about to walk into a warzone?"
April sighed. Because we are.
Afternoon–
The bus ride to Saint Ethelred's Cathedral was unnervingly quiet.
Even the normally loud students were acting more subdued.
It was as if they could sense it too—the tension in the air.
The cathedral itself was beautiful yet eerie.
Massive stained-glass windows, towering stone pillars, and a deep, unnatural silence.
Inside, people were praying and singing hymns, their voices echoing.
But then—
April felt it.
A presence.
An unmistakable, overwhelming aura.
She turned—and froze.
At the far end of the cathedral, standing near the altar, was Zephyr.
Astra followed her gaze and smirked. "Found him."
Kai crossed his arms. "Zephyr, huh?"
April narrowed her eyes. "Yeah."
____________________________Chapter 158: The Kitsune's Deception
The air was thick with tension as April and the group circled Zephyr—or rather, what they thought was Zephyr.
His aura was overwhelming, his movements too precise, too controlled.
Kai narrowed his eyes. Something's off…
Zephyr—or the imposter—stood tall, his pastel pink hair swaying slightly as he unsheathed a long katana, its edge gleaming under the dim streetlights.
"You all seem tense," he said smoothly, his voice just slightly off from Zephyr's usual tone.
April frowned. "You're not him."
The moment she spoke, Astra was already moving.
She dashed forward, her platinum-white hair catching the wind as her fighting style was finally unveiled—a combination of rapid, precise strikes and fluid movements, almost like a ghost dancing through battle.
She went straight for the fake Zephyr, striking with a speed that even April had to acknowledge was impressive.
But as Astra's attack closed in—
—CLANG!
The imposter's katana blocked her strike with effortless grace.
A smirk formed on his lips. "You're quick."
Then, something changed. His entire form shimmered, shifting like a mirage, and in an instant, his true identity was revealed.
The illusion faded, and standing before them was Kaela Voren—the 5th Seat of Ragnarök.
Dressed in an elegant yet deadly warrior's attire, nine ethereal fox tails swayed behind her, each one pulsing with a faint glow.
Her eyes held the wisdom of a predator, someone who had spent years mastering the art of combat and deception.
"Congratulations," Kaela said, spinning her katana effortlessly in one hand. "You figured it out. But that won't change the outcome."
April clenched her fists. "What's your game?"
Kaela chuckled. "Just a test. And a lesson." She suddenly disappeared in a blur of speed—reappearing inches away from Astra.
SLASH!
Astra barely managed to dodge, but a single strand of her platinum hair floated to the ground.
"I think it's time," Kaela said with a wicked grin. "That you all learned what it means to face someone truly above you."
The fight was on.
____________________________Chapter 159: The Kitsune's Hunt
Kaela Voren, the 5th Seat of Ragnarök, stood before them in her partial Takeover form—her nine ethereal fox tails swaying behind her like ghostly tendrils of power.
Her warrior's attire, sleek and sharp, made her look like an untouchable war goddess, and in her hands, her long katana gleamed ominously.
Astra didn't hesitate. She knew exactly what kind of opponent Kaela was—a master of deception and a specialist in overwhelming precision.
She lunged.
Her movements were fluid, effortless, controlled.
She twisted her body mid-air, spinning to land a crushing kick—only for Kaela to sidestep at the last second, her fox-like agility inhumanly fast.
Then, in a flash—Kaela countered.
Her katana slashed forward in a precise arc, so fast that Astra barely saw the movement. The blade nicked her cheek, a thin line of blood trailing down.
"Too slow," Kaela whispered.
Astra smirked, unfazed. "You talk a lot for someone who missed."
Kaela's eyes gleamed with amusement, her fox ears twitching slightly. "Oh? Let's see if you can back that up."
Before Astra could react, Kaela vanished.
Not a flicker, not a sound. She disappeared.
Then—
SLASH!
A deep gash appeared on Astra's sleeve, the cut so precise that it barely missed her skin.
Kaela reappeared behind her.
"Predictable," Kaela mused, twirling her katana.
Astra exhaled sharply. Damn. She's fast.
April, watching from the sidelines, clenched her fists. Kaela was toying with Astra.
Kai tensed. "Should we jump in?"
April narrowed her eyes. "Not yet."
Astra wiped the blood off her cheek with the back of her hand, then smiled.
"You think I'm predictable?" she muttered.
Then she took a step forward—
And her fighting style changed completely.
In an instant, Astra's movements became chaotic, unpredictable, almost wild. It wasn't fluid anymore—it was erratic.
Unreadable. Every move had a faint delay, a hesitation that threw off Kaela's timing.
Kaela's confident smirk faltered slightly.
She's messing with my rhythm…?
Astra feinted left—then twisted right at an unnatural angle, her fist slamming into Kaela's ribs.
Kaela staggered slightly.
Astra grinned. "Gotcha."
Kaela's fox tails bristled.
And for the first time—Kaela looked serious.