After class, the boys walked together toward the dormitory, their conversation lively as they discussed the duels they had just witnessed.
The excitent of battle still lingered in their minds, but for Adrian and Sevan, sothing else had caught their attention- Aiden’s fire.
"Imagine if you could make a weapon with your flas," Adrian mused, throwing an arm over Aiden’s shoulder. "Like, instead of just throwing fireballs around, what if you could summon an actual sword or a dagger?"
Sevan grinned, nodding in agreent.
"Yeah, that would be nice. You wouldn’t even need to carry weapons around- just ignite one out of thin air whenever you want. Wouldn’t that be the most cool thing ever?"
"Punk rock."
Aiden raised an eyebrow at them both. "You two make it sound like it’s that simple. Controlling fire and shaping it into sothing solid isn’t exactly easy."
Adrian shrugged. "Well, duh. But you’re a Chase, aren’t you? Supposedly one of the most powerful guys around? Surely a little thing like a fire dagger isn’t beyond you."
Aiden rolled his eyes, but Sevan smirked, elbowing him lightly.
"He’s got a point, though. You’ve already mastered controlling fire to so extent, but have you ever tried shaping it into sothing?"
The idea stuck with Aiden as they made their way to the dorm. The thought of wielding a weapon made purely from flas was enticing.
If he could manage it, it would be an incredible advantage in a fight. Not only would he have a weapon that could never be taken from him, but it would also burn anything it touched.
By the ti they arrived in their dormitory, curiosity had won over. Without hesitation, Aiden stood in the center of the room, stretching out his hand.
"Alright," he muttered. "Let’s see if this is even possible."
Adrian and Sevan plopped onto Aiden’s bed, watching him with interest.
"You got this, Chase," Adrian grinned, kicking his feet up. "No pressure."
Aiden took a deep breath, closing his eyes to concentrate. He summoned his flas easily enough, watching as they curled around his palm, flickering and shifting like living creatures.
His goal was simple: forge the fire into sothing tangible, sothing that resembled a blade.
He focused, pushing his will into the flas, attempting to guide them into a defined shape. The fire flickered in response, stretching outward as if it were listening to him. A spark of excitent shot through Aiden.
It was working.
But just as the flas began to form sothing vaguely resembling a dagger, they sputtered and broke apart, dispersing into nothingness.
Aiden scowled, trying again. This ti, he forced more energy into the flas, willing them to harden, to take on the shape of a weapon. The fire crackled, burning brighter in his hand, but just as before, it collapsed before it could fully take form.
Sevan whistled, tilting his head. "Not bad. You got it to look like sothing for a second there."
"But it’s not holding," Aiden muttered in frustration.
Adrian leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Maybe you’re going about it wrong. You’re treating fire like tal- like sothing you can mold into shape. But fire isn’t solid. You need to think differently."
Sevan nodded. "Yeah, you’re trying to force it into sothing stable when it’s naturally unstable. You might need to approach it like… I don’t know, a flowing weapon rather than a solid one?"
Aiden frowned, considering their words.
They weren’t wrong.
Fire wasn’t sothing that could be easily forced into a rigid shape like a sword made of steel. If he wanted to make a fire blade, he needed to find a way to balance control with its natural movent.
He tried again, this ti letting the flas flow rather than forcing them into a specific form. The fire responded, stretching and shifting in his palm. It flickered into sothing longer, sothing almost resembling a blade...
And then it collapsed again.
Aiden let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair. "This isn’t working."
"Give it ti," Sevan said, crossing his arms. "This isn’t sothing you can just pick up in one night. But if you keep at it, I bet you’ll figure it out."
Adrian smirked. "Besides, when you do get it, you’ll be unstoppable. A literal walking firestorm with weapons made of flas? Yeah, people are gonna think twice before ssing with you."
Aiden shook his head, but a small smirk played at his lips.
"If I ever manage to do it, I expect both of you two start running."
Adrian put a hand over his heart dramatically. "Oh no, the scary fire prince is gonna set us on fire. Whatever shall we do?"
Sevan snorted. "Please, I’m too fast. You’d never hit with that thing anyway."
Aiden huffed, extinguishing the remaining flas in his hand.
"Maybe you should try it, I feel like water’s easier to do," Aiden said.
Sevan grinned, raising a hand. Water pooled into his palm, swirling before shaping into a thin, crystalline dagger. It wasn’t perfect, but it held form far longer than Aiden’s fire.
Adrian sat up, whistling. "Well, look at that. Sevan the prodigy."
Sevan flicked the water dagger at Adrian, who dodged easily. "It’s just water manipulation. I don’t think it’d hold up in an actual fight."
Adrian flipped through his prank book, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Things have been so boring lately," he sighed dramatically, cutting off Sevan. "Everyone’s been so gloomy, and honestly, it’s getting to . I think it’s ti we liven things up with a harmless little prank."
Sevan arched a brow. "Harmless, huh? That’s not exactly your style."
Aiden shook his head with a small smile. "You do realise if you get caught, you’re just adding another detention to your record, right?"
Adrian waved him off. "Details, details. The point is, this school needs a bit of chaos. And lucky for them, I’m feeling generous."
Sevan leaned over, eyeing the pages of the book. "What are you thinking?"
Adrian tapped his chin before grinning. "I was thinking of sothing grand. Maybe turning the Great Hall ceiling into a giant illusion of a storm? Or filling the hallways with fog so no one can see where they’re going?"
Aiden chuckled. "How about sothing that won’t make the professors hunt you down imdiately?"
Adrian gasped, feigning offence.
"You wound , A." Then, flipping to another page, his eyes sparkled. "Alright, fine. What about swapping everyone’s drinking water with sothing harmless but weird? Like turning it into fruit juice randomly, just to confuse people?"
Sevan shrugged. "That’s not bad. Simple, effective, and won’t get you expelled. For once."
Aiden sighed, knowing there was no stopping Adrian once he got an idea in his head. "Just… don’t drag into it."
Adrian smirked. "Oh, my dear Aiden, you’re already involved by association."
Adrian stopped at a page, his eyes widening. Suddenly, he mischievously smiled.
Seeing this, both Sevan and Aiden sighed.
"Oh gosh, what will you do?"
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