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Chapter 11 - CHAPTER TEN: NEW FRIENDS, NEW GAMES

CHAPTER TEN: NEW FRIENDS, NEW GAMES

"While the Dragon Plays, the World Turns"

šŸŒ¤ļøĀ Malibu Hills Private Academy – Recess Field

The sun stretched wide across the schoolyard, soaking the trimmed grass in honeyed light. Laughter rang like bells through the air—children chasing shadows, tumbling over one another in fits of joy.

Near the edge of the play area, Velmir stood with his arms folded, head tilted slightly, expression caught between curiosity and existential confusion.

A red rubber ball rolled to his feet.

Again.

Across the field, Elliot pointed like a tiny general.

"You're not escaping this time, Velmir! You will play tag!"

Velmir blinked. "Why am I always the monster?"

"Because you move scary fast and have cool eyes," Mina chimed from the monkey bars.

"I have gentle eyes," Velmir replied.

"Gentle like a cat before it pounces," Julian muttered.

Velmir sighed dramatically. "Fine. But if I accidentally summon lightning again, that's on you."

The kids gasped.

He grinned.

"Kidding. Totally kidding. Probably."

šŸƒĀ Monster Tag Begins

"Three-second head start," Velmir announced.

Three.

Two.

One.

He vanished.

"EEP!" Mina shrieked as Velmir breezed past, brushing her shoulder with a breath of movement.

"I wasn't ready!"

"You had three seconds!"

Laughter erupted.

Velmir weaved through them like wind through trees—never too fast, never too close. He held back 99.999% of his strength and still left them breathless in awe.

Mid-chase, a butterfly landed on his hand. He stopped, eyes soft.

"Seriously?" Elliot called. "You're mid-hunt!"

"It was cute," Velmir said, reverently. "You can't ignore butterflies."

šŸ™Ā Snack Time – Beneath the Big Tree

A cooling breeze rustled the leaves overhead. The children sat under the shade, opening their lunches with varying degrees of excitement.

Velmir unfolded his double-layered bento with ceremonial care.

Mini teriyaki skewers. Rolled tamagoyaki. Rabbit-shaped apple slices. Strawberry mochi. A small thermos of sweet milk tea.

"Viera went all out today," he said, sipping delicately.

Elliot blinked and held out a half-eaten granola bar.

Velmir frowned. "Is this… a peace offering?"

"It's a trade. Try mine."

Velmir took a bite. Chewed. Paused.

"…It's dry. But sincere."

"I'll take that as a win."

🧩 Bonding & Banter

"Do you think pirates were real?" Julian asked.

"They still are," Velmir said casually.

Three pairs of eyes turned toward him.

"…What?"

"What, you think the ocean's just empty?"

Mina squinted. "You know weird things."

"I'm a collector of weird," Velmir replied grandly, lifting his bento box like a lost artifact. "And weird always finds its way back to me."

šŸ«Ā Back at the Mansion – That Evening

Velmir stood barefoot beneath the arched glass dome of the command chamber. The moon shone silver above him, filtering down in strands of quiet light.

Gone were the soft shoes and child-sized uniform.

Now, his true form stood tall—refined, lean, radiant. A figure woven from myth and precision: Rimuru's playful grace, Guy Crimson's cut-glass beauty, the carved majesty of draconic lineage.

"Viera."

"Present, Master Velmir."

"Pull up the global grid."

The air shimmered.

A vast network unfolded before him—holographic, detailed, color-coded.

Lines. Lights. Secrets.

🌐 Velmir Elvaris Observation Logs – 1995

šŸ›”ļø SHIELD

Director: Nicholas J. Fury

Status: Post-Pegasus Reconstruction

Notables:

Tesseract: under covert study

Alien tech: scrubbed from records

Enhanced human initiatives: paused

Carol Danvers file: buried

Velmir's Thought: "Fury's still green. Sharp, but not yet tempered. Let him sharpen."

šŸ HYDRA

Status: Fragmented, active

Hot Zones: Sokovia, South America, Balkans

Focus: Bio-enhancement, arcane relics

Target: Sokovian twins (pre-exposure)

Velmir's Thought: "Touch Wanda or Pietro before I allow it… and I will end you."

🧬 MUTANTS

Keyword: 'Mutation' emerging

Unconfirmed Signals:

Canada: feral-type combatant

Cairo: ancient tomb resonance

Japan: psychic flare from adolescent girl

New York: missing child, cerebral anomaly — flagged

Velmir's Thought: "Children shaped like storms. They don't know it yet… but they'll move continents."

āš™ļø STARK LEGACY

Howard: deceased

Tony: age 24

Observations:

ARC Reactor prototypes: begun

Alcohol tolerance: poor

Behavioral risk: escalating

Tags: [JERICHO], [AI THEORY], [WEAPONS TIER A]

Velmir's Thought: "Tony's a fire waiting to collapse into brilliance. I'll be ready."

šŸŒ GLOBAL THREADS

Wakanda: cloaked, active surveillance

Darkhold: unopened

Odin: dormant

Loki: unborn

Celestial beneath Earth: no shift

Ancient One: breathing once every four days — deep astral state

Velmir's Thought: "The world whispers beneath its skin. I'll stay hidden. For now."

🧠 Viera's Summary

"Global risk: minimal. Threat evolution: dormant. Social development: active. Recommend emotional continuity."

Velmir snorted softly.

"'Emotional continuity?' You sound like my therapist."

"I have downloaded three volumes on child psychology."

"…Of course you have."

🌌 Balcony – Stars Above

Later that night, Velmir stood shirtless beneath the moonlight, skin pale as cloudlight, arms resting against the cool marble of the railing.

The lake shimmered below. Trees stirred in the hush.

"I was a monster today," he murmured. "Chased children through grass. Laughed until my sides hurt."

He smiled.

"It was the best part of my week."

Above, the stars watched.

Below, secrets stirred in soil and soul.

"And out there?" he whispered, gaze sharpening. "Children with power in their blood. Men with iron hearts. Shadows in suits and gods in waiting…"

Wings shimmered from his back—silken blue, threaded with celestial light.

"…I'm watching."

[END OF CHAPTER TEN]

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