#2 - Spotlight Denied

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Amadeus Filisteus, had a very rough childhood, from the assassination of his mother to his clan's defeat on the great war, it seemed like he was set to walk a road paved with hardships... Just kidding that's just what he tells the H.U.M.A.N.S. (we'll get there).
“What...” Asked the reader once more confused not only by this ridiculous intro but also by the fact that he/she is still reading this series but look I guarantee you my dear source of pride, I've got the bomb this time! Literally! No not literally, even under these conditions I must refrain from using the out-of-control-shock-train-that-usually-ends-in-utter-trash.
Cold eyes - check.
Quick eye movements - check.
Shoulder bag instead of normal schoolbag - check.
Quick steps - check.
Dark blue jacket over black shirt over black pants specially regulated to avoid the emo vibe - very check.
Intense yet silent entrance step - check.
“Everyone this is Amadeus F-” Were he a bit younger, maybe a little innocent giggle would have gone out and accompanied the few contained laughs that succeeded after he finished his name “Amadeus Filisteus. He's your new classmate.”
Amadeus Filisteus was aware of his school-mock-target name yet the times when he cared about such details are long gone for this 16 years old aims for the higher plane that only a few are able to reach, I speak of that thin layer between stupidity and unachievable greatness.
As the atlanti costumes dictate, all the other students - except one - stood up and bowed before the new guest.
“As Arkell blesses this house with a new soul, we bless this soul with a new bed so we can tomorrow walk the righteous path.” They recited in a lazy sintony.
Silence or “Sure..”? This is what our boy Filisteus calls the Rope Bridges, a single wrong step and the bridge will collapse and you will be devoured by angry piranhas until you die, it is a mental phenomenon that occurs every time a living being is put to a test that will change its life.

 In 1992  California an experiment was conducted where several test subjects were induced into Rope Bridges, of all the involved...all died of “natural causes” one month after the experiment. The final reports were never found...

But! For people like Filisteus there's more than just “life” at stake... Filisteus is an Auramancer! A monk that has endured numerous hardships to allow his form to break out of the H.U.M.A.N.S. bonds and reach enlightenment by the way of the C.O.O.L. (bear with me). “Sure” is overused but silence is too small and may be taken as shyness, although if he could add something to it... Oh... Rope Bridge - passed.
He pierces each student in front of him with his signature move Quick Eye Movements and then, suddenly, turns his head right to the teacher who's startled by the sudden gaze.
Silence.
Step one - intensity 86%, noise 23%, ki 0,9%,  aura 121%, A.O.E.R. the room.
Step two - intensity 99% (must never reach 100%, 99% is okay but if it goes over that you're just a poser), noise 22%, ki 2%, aura 149%, A.O.E.R. the room.
Looked at the girl on his left before falling his third step, a small subtle yet dangerous smile is issued - intensity 56%, noise 0%, ki 5%, aura 240%, A.O.E.R. the girl.
Third step - intensity 81%, noise 10%, ki 0,5%, aura 93%, A.O.E.R. the room.
Fourth step - intensity 30%, noise 5%, ki 0.1%, aura 92%, A.O.E.R. the room.
Sat down quietly and took his stuff out (giggidy) while ignoring all the staring H.U.M.A.N.S. locked in awe - intensity 0%! noise 0! Ki 0.0001%! Aura 426%! A.O.E.R. the whole f*****g room! He did it! Oh, what do I mean? We just witnessed a Swan Dance! Do you still not get it you ignorant fool? He emitted a large amount of aura with barely any effort or whatsoever! Just a few among the C.O.O.L.I.O.S. have ever performed a successful Swan Dance.
“Well... Page 93 please...” The class was resumed but you fool yourself if you think any of these sons of Arkell will forget this day, oh no, all these little girls and boys, the two 4everWhispa dudes behind him, the two blondies in front of him, the emo couple by the back window, the lone girl by the door, the boot-licker in front of the teacher's desk - “What?!” - his mind is alerted.
“Where...” He wonders while he studies everyone around “Did I miss him during my QuickEye?” Okay he calls it QuickEye “You!” He locked his gaze on the lone girl by the door, it's definitely her: the one emitting his tremendous amount of aura.
She was there sat by the door emotionless yet full of substance on her stance: The Edgyptian Sphinx (pun intended), one of the stances with the least amount of success but if well done, it can unleash enormous quantities of aura. The stance consists  of sitting with your hands laid down on a flat surface like...you...perpendicularly...just look up the Egyptian sphinx you'll get it! Moving on!
First, she's no amateur, and second, she's a f*****g pro, otherwise she would have broken her concentration when Amadeus used QuickEye and he'd have noticed the huge aura difference on the room. How to approach this? She will definitely be a pebble on his path, more a like a huge rock to be honest. Until now he has only encountered four other auramancers which he elegantly avoided but now he has no choice but to confront this Sphinx Girl (let's call her that) because. Should he wait for her attention? Should he attack her while she's not aware of him?
“No... She... She's aware of me but she...doesn't care...” His aura emission broke down, being ignored is a critical blow to any auramancer, however what makes an auramancer B0SS is that he recovers from every critical blow and keeps emitting even harder than  before. #neverstopemittin

He managed to regain his aura prowess for the rest of the day, it is now the end of the sixth and last class of the day - Fuhrer Hitler's Guidance - it has been decided that on this universe Hitler won the war and conquered all of Europe, partial Russia (way too cold there man), all of Africa except Cape Verde (those f***s still at war with Third Reich Union, sturdy m'fuckers), south America, England, Iceland and of course Atlantis. Back to our tale!
He decided he should approach her - make her care  and then crush her - his method was quite simple: the shoulder clash, a classic method of war declaration among the C.O.O.L.I.O.S. If she possesses any sense of honor she will with no doubt respond -onwards!
Conveniently enough everyone has left the room, the battlefield is theirs to take. As soon as she gets up he will do the same and clash his big masculous shoulder into her soft feminine flesh. Yes that was necessary.
There she goes - as expected, the aura emitted from every motion of her is astounding -  Amadeus is immediate in reaction, his steps must be quicker to reach her yet not too intense, else he'll look like a poser (gosh I hate dem posers). They were both right in front of the door passage when their shoulders clashed || Pause now, whoever animates or makes a movie about this, I want this clash to be like super detailed, I'm talking like impact waves man, I want that s**t to be like a meteor crashing down on the pacific ocean, I want their flesh flapping against each other with a very intense audio implementation. Do it right. Or else I'll sue you. || He did not look at her and she did not look at him, they both stopped their aura emissions and awaited for the other to make the wrong step.
“Focus focus focus focus...” This was the state of his mind, this may have been the most adrenaline he ever had rushing through him and...she's trembling? “By Arkell... What kind of stance is this...”
Shaking and blushing harder than any anime girl you've ever seen.

Welcome to WHO'S THE IDIOT!!! Today we have as our special guest Amadeus Filisteus! Call now! 92:213:818:NT!!! (hey there it's me God, it has been decided that this is how phone numbers work in Atlantis) Who's the idiot! Take your guess for the free price of 10 atlas (it has been decided that...yeah you get it) and win 10! 10 atlas!!! 10 atlas! Yes you will win - for free! -10 atlas if you get it right this is a one time offer! 92:213:818:NT call now!!

Her aura is returning...and it's more dense than before “F**k I let my guard down!” He rushed, which caused him to reach 100% intensity therefore stunning him for three turns.
“I'm sorry!” She spoke!
“I'm too naïve...” He thought to himself and fell to his knees very dramatically “You may have your victory sphinx.”
“Wha...”
“But hear this!” He yelled...but in the auramancer way of course - aura 24% “I don't fight for greatness, or for fame, or for anything you may have on your mind, while I emit there's only one thing on my mind: avenging Fabrice. Fabrice was my older brother whom I very much loved, when he died seven years ago I fell into deep depression and thought that I'd never rise from that pit of despair and loneliness, demons within my thoughts attacked me and hurt me with all their teeth and claws - that was the world for me back then, and it was while I was wandering that world that it came to me, the truth to every thing, the truth to my life, the truth to my future, the truth to avenging my brother, it was then that I awakened my-” He lifted his head to give her the determined look: A.O.E.R. - N.U.L.L., Sphinx girl had departed with no warning.

Welcome back to WHO'S THE IDIOT!!! Today we have as our guest Amadeus Filisteus! The line is now closed and the answer to today's WHO'S THE IDIOT is.............our dear guest Amadeus! The poser f**k who mistook a crush on him for his delusional ideas!! Congratulations to the winner! Tomorrow we will be back with more WHO'S THE IDIOT!!! Thank you everyone!!!

Not only he was ignored, his Introduction Speech - his secret weapon that he used for the first time - was totally useless against her. He stayed quiet, right there, staring at the spot his rival abandoned, for a few seconds, and then got up. Took a deep breath to regain his aura stability and walked out. He had decided, he'd leave school and consult the Great Auramaster Shia Labeouf for guidance.
Aaye.

Author's Note

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because. was intentional.