Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Onoria’s institution of Vanquishment!

Five hours into the risen sun of Milano, Italy, the wayfaring trio collectively decided to have their breakfast at a twenty-four hour fast food restaurant. Amell dined on his hash browns and eggs. "This place is known for how wide spread its name and business is almost as close to you kids and your memes, guys." Said the wayfaring uncle. Alec found himself disgusted by Amell speaking with his mouth full and the noises the uncle and nephew shared as they shoved the food in their mouths. "Do you two share some sort of hereditary drawback or are you both just coincidentally insufferable at the table?" Alec asked after sincere attempts to resist and keep his thoughts to himself. Amell stopped his dining and grinned as he shook his head. "My fasting period is over so my belly has been overdue to be filled with some delicacies— he's just experiencing a drawback." Amell explained as he pointed towards his nephew with his thumb. Derek finished drinking an entire cup of water ordered with his meal. "Six of the royal border guardians spent the rest of the visit training me in their martial art, dambe and helping me grasp my lemon chiffon essence like Unc was helping you, Ally." Derek replied before he laid back in his seat. Alec held a smug grin on his Mien when Derek filled him in on the rest of his trip. "Let's go result for result, show one another the fruits of our work and other sayings like it, Gray!" Alec excitedly suggested as he sat up in his chair posture straight.Derek found himself immensely satisfied and full from his grub and no longer under the suffering that his drawback brought him as Amell flew them across the continent previously. Derek nodded with an approving grin. "Ex—haustion, Uncle Kaden's son!" Derek replied as he rested his head on the table momentarily. Alec called out to his best friend prior to gathering his cultivated lemon chiffon essence as he held an open palm near his heart before Derek found himself amazed by the intensity and thickness of his best friend's lemon chiffon essence that he spread out further than the Wiley heir was expecting of him. "Yeah, I had to go first. I was way too excited!" Alec admitted while resting his chin on his knuckle. Derek clapped proudly for his pal's progress without commenting much on it. "C'mon unc, let us in on what's going on next?" The youthful Wiley asked as he twisted towards his uncle. Amell thought about ways of explaining the answer to his question in a simple manner to his nephew while grinning above towards the stars in the night skylight part of the Italian diner. "Visiting your grand-uncle, Louis 'The undisciplined vanquisher' Wiley. Head of Onoria's institution of Vanquishing. One of the top ten academies in the country for dealing with supernatural threats, fellas." Amell clued the duo in on before he dined on his vegan burger. Amell gasped gently while recollecting details from his father. "Eirala's continent championing heroism and hysterical laughter?" Alec added aloud after his initial shock. A young man's fellow thirty year old soldiers beside him had grins on their faces that would haunt men yet had no effect on their otherworldly, olive green bloodsucking friends. "Sir, awaiting your orders, Junior Grandmaster Caruso!" One of the many dozen The young man widened his stance as he gripped his cut and thrust sword comfortably, the young dark blue haired man couldn't resist giggling, finding excitement with the bloodsuckers. "Vanquish the creatures that devoured our young without an ounce of any mercy, Italy's rainbows in the dark!" Luigi Caruso shouted with a grim tone as his men charged in shouting "glory" with their swords illuminating in lemon chiffon as the bloodthirsty creatures flew in hissing with sharpened fangs, their slick dark hair of various textures and blackened eyes. Luigi watched as the institution's vanquishers clashed sword against claw with the dozens of bloodsuckers. "The institution's tracking stardom— now for their head honcho?" Luigi asked himself after he discovered a vantage point to survey the environment, coming up with no sign of their primary target in his sights. He sighed in disappointment and undeniably relief before commanding his force to wrap up the fight. The blades of the institution's swordsmen began to envelope a lemon chiffon shine as Luigi prayed, ending the violent encounter with the dozen bloodsuckers in five minutes. Luigi's communication device began to ring a tune he enjoyed as he was receiving a call from the Italian vanquishing institution's headmaster. The headmaster cleared his throat. "You and the field squadron return to the institution A.S.A.P. We have a brand new student that needs an introduction and tour of our academy." He commanded Luigi who felt taken aback by the announcement before the head of the academy hung up on him and he began his return. Derek dined further on the few burgers that arrived at their table like a slob. Alec moved over towards the senior Wiley and looked away from his unmannerly best friend. "Anything we should be in the know about this grand— um, grand uncle that you're taking us to visit, unc?" Alec questioned Amell as he couldn't help but turn away from the uncle and nephew's shared neglect of table etiquette. Amell nodded as he leaned forward clasping his hands. "Did you hear the nickname I used earlier?" The senior Wiley asked with his usual grin. Alec dived into his memories as a moment of silence struck. "The recalcitrant vanquisher— or something like that if I recall correctly, sir?" The youthful Williams responded with the uncertainty in his answer being clearly recognized by his best friend's uncle. Amell moved his gaze away from his nephew's best friend towards his brother's son instead with a slight grin. "I'm not going to yap about how he got the nickname but I'll remind you two of this; be on your best behavior when we make it to the academy. He doesn't joke around when it comes to following the rules and expectations— yet we're going because there's so much for you two to learn from him. Just follow the instructions." Amell emphasized the final sentence.