The words spoken by her aunt hovered in the air like thick smoke, ringing in her head over and over. From her aunt's revelation, she didn't know anything more than that. The level of secrecy at the academy was top notch, so much more than any governnt institutions.
"The island of no return." Phoebe's eyes moved upwards as she repeated the na.
"Oh crap." the Saxon spirit mumbled.
Connie raised her hand as if she was in a class. "Ooh, I know this place, it is so sort of mythical island where no one ever returns from. It makes you wonder why people still go there despite knowing that they might not return. Humans are idiots, what kind of fool goes to a place like that?"
Everyone looked at her with glares and she twisted her mouth nervously. "Sorry, I don't an your father..grandfather..Mr. Cillian. I am talking about other humans, not guardian humans that have the ability to protect themselves, just normal humans. You know, like the kind that go there as tourists and...."
"Connie, stop." The Saxon spirit said sternly.
She did, but that did not save her from Maureen's glare, so she turned and looked at the wall for a few seconds as Maureen continued her tale.
"I wanted to know about the mission so I did a lot of begging and bugged old man Enron Spellcaster as much as I could to tell more, but I got nothing, he scolded and ordered to leave him alone or he would tell my family that I had beco a guardian. I never questioned him about the incident ever again." Aunt Maureen sighed and ended her very short tale with a shrug.
She could see the disappointnt in Phoebe's eyes and the spark disappearing as her niece ca to realize that there was not much else to tell. It was obvious that Phoebe was anticipating hearing a lot more than she had been told.
Connie chortled decisively. "You have got to be kidding , that's it? Knowing how tenacious you are, I am sure that you secretly continued to search for the truth. You have spent years in the supernatural world, do you have no clue at all?" She voiced words that the rest were thinking.
Crossing one leg over the other, aunt Maureen's eyes got covered with a faraway look. "Of course, I didn't give up, but every angle was a dead end, the academy had sealed every corner. Nobody knew about this mission and none of the other guardians I knew had been to the island, so they were unhelpful.
Besides, other than that, I had nothing to go on, I didn't know where else to take my search and I could not go to the island myself, I am strong but not invincible. I was young and scared so I turned to the one other person that I knew could help, uncle Rufus.
He could not help either, he told that he had no idea what happened because he had not been around when my father died. He had gone on a mission in the Silver nation only to co back after father was already dead.
But he must know sothing because he was the head of the Moldove founding academy although during the ti of his absence, when my father died, Dean Morrel was in charge. Still, he is Rufus Saxon, I know that he knows sothing, I just don't know why he won't talk." Her face flushed with mild exasperation.
Phoebe cracked a finger, sat up straight and crossed her arms. "Oh, he definitely knows more, a lot more because when I had dinner with him and his wife, he held back from revealing anything, but he concluded by telling to ask my father about it which ans that there is sothing they are hiding." Phoebe's lips curled to one side.
A contemptuous laugh ca from Aunt Maureen. "Of course, Edward knows a lot, he was a dedicated student of the academy, one of the best but after father died, he suddenly dropped out, told to leave the school as well and commanded that no one in our family should ever speak about that place ever again.
Everything he did and all that preceded it was very suspicious, for example our father's coffin was sealed and nobody, not even his family mbers were allowed to view his body for the last ti and Edward himself stood guard by the coffin to make sure that no one disobeyed his orders."
Her index finger tapped on the side of her cheek slowly. "In fact, when the entourage from the Academy headed by Morrell ca to pay their respects, Edward forced them out disgracefully. I had never seen your father so angry like he was on that dark day, his eyes were so red with fury and hatred. He ca so close to bringing out that sword of his and killing them." She shuddered from recalling the mory.
Phoebe nodded knowingly, his father's hatred for the Moldove founding Academy could not be hidden, he made it obvious. The source of the hatred was now beginning to make sense to her, it had all started with her grandfather's mysterious death.
Why had they closed the casket? Why had nobody been allowed to see the body, even his wife? What secrets had Edward been guarding? Why had he thrown out so of the guests at the funeral, prestigious ones at that? Why quit the academy? Did he bla them for sending his father on the mission or was there more to the story?
"Recently I asked father to tell about grandpa's death and he vehently refused to talk about it. He was angry that I brought it up and it only got worse when I told him that I wanted to visit the Moldove founding Academy. Aunt, you should have seen the scathing gaze he shot with. He commanded that I never speak of the matter ever again. I saw a lot of pain in his eyes, not just anger." A sad expression marred on her features.
Aunt Maureen nodded once. "I am not surprised by his reaction but why are you interested in the school? Are you planning to rebel against your father to beco a student or a guardian?" She studied Phoebe, he eyes laced with more worry than excitent.
Maureen hoped it was the forr rather than the latter, the path of a guardian was forged in loneliness and sacrifice.
Phoebe was lost in thoughts of her own. [There are dangerous enemies that I have to face very soon people that hard and my children, I need to strengthen my body and soul as soon as I can.]
Aunt Maureen stiffened, what enemy was her niece speaking of? What children, was it sothing to do with her past life? Was this enemy in the supernatural world?
Shaking her head, Phoebe denied flatly. "Becoming a guardian is out of the question however ghosts have beco more aggressive and now we have demons roaming around, I just think that it would be nice to get training from the best teachers, father had offered to get a teacher but who knows how long that will take." She rubbed her brow.
Clapping once, Aunt Maureen stood up from the stool. "You are in luck; I am a guardian, and I am willing to train you until you reach your fullest potential." She offered.
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