Chapter III

Previous Chapter . . .

The driver closed the door behind me and started the car. I turned around and could see how Sour Sweet cursed my existence. I walked a little looking for a place to sit, choosing one until the end where I sat down and finally I could breathe in peace. I walked until I reached the last row, took a seat, put on my headphones and disconnected. For today I would ignore everything, even the beautiful girls in the hallway.

Current Chapter . . .

Crystal School was a fairly large high school compared to Canterlot High. It was a four-story building and a single campus. The hallways, which were once in full swing, were covered by a deafening silence due to three mysterious figures making their way through the students. Three young men with thin builds and fine features glided with a disturbing elegance, stealing the attention of the students.

“Remind me why we have to deal with a bunch of hormonal teenagers, Adagio,” said Aria, a purple-haired girl with turquoise highlights.

“Because this is where we'll find the source of the magic we felt last time, Aria,” Adagio replied, visibly irritated by her companion's comment.

“And then we can get revenge on the Rainbooms,” a third voice intervened, belonging to a girl with sky-blue hair.

“See? Sonata understands,” Adagio murmured condescendingly, while Aria snorted, annoyed.

“Anyway, I hope we find her soon. I don't think I can stand this place much longer,” Aria said in an impatient tone.

I felt someone bump into me and turned around, annoyed, to find myself facing a girl with long hair, bangs, and glasses. You could say she had an adorable air, but what really caught my attention was her magical aura. It was much more powerful than any human I had ever seen before. There was no doubt: this was the person we were looking for, the source of the magical explosion.

I reached out to help her up, feeling her energy so intense, so intoxicating. Too bad the feeling didn't last long.

“Be more careful, sweetie. You don't want to hurt yourself, do you?” she said in a playful tone, using a bit of my power, though it had no effect, which is interesting.

“Looks like you caught something, Adagio,” Aria commented, making it clear with her tone that she had noticed the girl's energy as well.

“Looks like the mouse got your tongue, princess,” Sonata joked, mocking the poor girl, who had already gotten over her initial confusion.

“You're dead, Twilight!” a female voice shouted from the distance. It was a pink-haired girl.

“Thanks for the help, but I have to go,” the girl called Twilight replied, escaping before they could say anything else.

As they watched her walk away, the pink-haired girl's annoyed voice rang out again, calling out to Twilight. Adagio, seeing the situation, cast an irritated look at the girl for chasing Twilight away. Without a word, she glared at Aria with an expression that clearly indicated a silent order. Aria instantly understood and proceeded to intentionally trip over the girl, giving Twilight more time to flee.

Sour Sweet fell to the ground and glared at them angrily, only to be met with cold, contemptuous stares.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you," Aria said, her voice drenched in fake sweetness as she held out her hand. Sour Sweet, stunned and bewildered, accepted it. Without hesitation, Aria forcefully pulled her towards her, bringing her very close to her ear.

"Be more careful, you might get hurt," she muttered in a threatening tone.

Sour Sweet stood up in fright, but without wasting any more time, she resumed chasing Twilight.

“Looks like we found what we were looking for, girls,” Adagio said with satisfaction.

“What now?” Sonata asked, confused.

Adagio slapped her forehead at the comment, while Aria snorted in annoyance.

“Isn’t it obvious, Sonata? We’ll control her like everyone else,” Aria replied, irritated.

Before Sonata could reply, Adagio interrupted her.

“That won’t work,” she said, giving them a serious look.

“What do you mean?” Aria asked, while Sonata stared at her without understanding.

“When I held out my hand to her and tried to manipulate her emotions, nothing happened. She seems to be immune to direct emotional manipulation. Which makes me think she’s immune to the rest of our magic as well,” Adagio explained thoughtfully.

Aria looked at her in surprise. No one, other than the Rainbooms, had ever been immune before.

“It’s just a matter of time.” Just like the Rainbooms, she will fall too,” Sonata commented indifferently.

“You don’t understand anything, do you?” Adagio said, annoyed. “Physical contact is our easiest way to exert power over someone. If that doesn’t work, then nothing else will.”

Aria stared at Sonata in disbelief, as she opened her mouth to say something else, but Adagio interrupted her again.

“Not another word. We have things to do,” Adagio concluded firmly.

They walked through the practically deserted facilities, with only a few students in sight. At one point, Adagio stopped and noticed a student passing by. She approached him suggestively to get his attention.

“Hello, excuse me,” she said softly. The student looked at her, almost hypnotized by her voice.

“Could you tell me where the address is, please?” she asked, keeping her gaze fixed on him.

“Yes, of course,” he replied, somewhat nervous, as he pointed the way and gave her directions to get there.

“Thank you very much, you are very kind,” Adagio said as she said goodbye to the student with a flirtatious touch. Aria and Sonata watched her, bored.

“What? Don’t look at me like that. We already got what we wanted, so let’s go.” They headed to the headmistress’s office and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” an elegant voice sounded from inside.

Adagio entered first, followed by Aria and Sonata.

The headmistress’s office was impeccably tidy, with shelves filled with leather-bound books and framed diplomas adorning the walls. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, while the ticking of the wall clock set the pace for the conversation.

“How may I help you, ladies?” the headmistress asked with professional courtesy, clasping her hands on the desk.

Across from her, Adagio Dazzle flashed a calculated smile before answering in her usual superior tone.

“We want to join your institution.”

The headmistress arched an eyebrow, surprised by the unexpected request. She hadn’t received any notice about new students, let alone a group that, at first glance, exuded an unconventional attitude.

“Have your parents already filled out the application and submitted the required documents?” she asked, trying to maintain her composure in the face of the peculiarity of the situation.

Sonata and Aria stood silently on either side of Adagio, watching with impassive expressions as their leader bowed her head slightly, feigning patience.

“I think you misunderstood me, Headmistress,” Adagio said with an air of condescension. With insolent grace, she dropped into the chair in front of the desk and, without the slightest consideration, put her feet up on the polished mahogany table.

The brazen gesture caused the Headmistress to frown. Her tone turned stern as she rose from her seat.

“I don’t know who you think you are, but this kind of behavior is unacceptable in this institution. If you have come to cause trouble, I will be forced to ask you to leave immediately.”

Adagio sighed, as if the reprimand was a minor inconvenience, and then her gaze grew more intense. When she spoke again, her voice took on an ethereal, enveloping tone, charged with a subtle and ancient power.

“Sit down.”

The order echoed in the air like an irresistible melody. The headmistress barely had time to blink before her body obeyed against her will, letting her fall back into her chair. Her hands trembled slightly, but her expression was serene, empty, trapped in an invisible spell.

Adagio smiled with satisfaction.

“Now, be a good hostess and fill out all the paperwork to accept us.” Her tone was sweet as honey, but her smile had the edge of a well-sharpened dagger.

The headmistress, her eyes lost in an illusory void, took a pen and began to write.

Aria crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

“You always have to do this so dramatic...”

Sonata, on the other hand, smiled excitedly.

“I love it when you do that!”

Adagio simply leaned back in her seat, enjoying the show. The first phase of his plan had begun.

Author's Note

There is a new chapter I hope you like it.