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| Juji's fine. He comes back to life in the end when the doomsday device shifts the polarity of the Earth. Oops. Spoiler. Sorry.
Warning! This page contains spoilers for Avatar: The Heir of Ban.
|By Manzai
|Part of the Avatar: The Heir of Ban continuity.
Hei Chaoliu
|General information
Various competing clan leaders (Ban Ti Xi, Tong Suei Sing, Du Jungshi)
|Notable members
Several anti-Ao Dynasty revolutionaries
None collectively (operates in Ba Sing Se)
The Hei Chaoliu is a term referring to several organized crime societies which operate mainly out of Ba Sing Se and certain other areas of the Eastern Earth Kingdom, although since the founding of the United Republic, some Hei Chaoliu groups have appeared in Republic City. Their history dates back thousands of years, and are considered by some to be so entrenched in the day-to-day commerce of Ba Sing Se as to be an integral part of the city's economy. They have shifted and adapted over the years, but over that time their activities include or have included several forms of racketeering, drug trafficking, gambling, extortion, contract murder, money laundering, smuggling, counterfeiting and distribution of bootleg intoxicants.
Early History
The origins of the Hei Chouliu, (sometimes called simply "The Chaoliu") are shrouded in mystery. It is known that they grew from, or were somehow related to, the revolutionary societies that sprang up when the Ao Dynasty took over rule of the Earth Kingdom. These groups made several attempts to depose the Ao and restore the previous dynasty, but they were unsuccessful every time. Over time, as their failures stacked up, they were increasingly forced to resort to illegal activities to fund the rebellion. Slowly, over many years, these groups became fully criminal organizations, and reorganized into a number of family-based "clans" competing for illegal commodities and territory.
Their power and influence in the city grew slowly but surely. In the highly-stratified city of Ba Sing Se, the poor residents of the Lower Ring lead rigidly controlled lives, scrounging out a living with little hope of anything better. Left with no other options, many of the poor of Ba Sing Se turned to crime just to get by. Over time, the Hei Chaoliu solidified a near-monopoly on crime in Ba Sing Se, so that any peasant trying to undertake a life of crime had to operate within the Hei Chaoliu. Over the years, their collective ranks swelled to tens of thousands.
According to legend, there were originally five clans, but these very quickly grew into dozens and dozens of groups. The time of the final Earth King of the Ao dynasty, Jinling, was considered a golden age for he Hei Chaoliu. Jinling attempted to ban any intoxicants or vices in his city, including alcohol, betel nuts, and gambling. He also went to war with Omashu, which had broken off into a separate political entity at that time. The ban did nothing to decrease demand for alcohol and gambling; all it did was drive formerly law-abiding citizens into the arms of the Hei Chaoliu to get their fix. Furthermore, as a result of the war a new type of exotic hybrid plant, called Dai Zhiwu, had been discovered. Dai zhiwu was the most powerful narcotic that had yet been seen in the World of Avatar, and it was soon banned in Ba Sing Se as well. However, it was extremely addictive, and constituted the bulk of the Hei Chaoliu's income for several years during Earth King Jinling's reign. These circumstances generated record revenue for the Hei Chaoliu, so much so that the top gangster of the time, Er Shi "One-Eyed" Wu of the Ban clan, became the richest man in the Earth Kingdom other than the King himself. However, Wu also wiped out several rival clans during this period and nearly took control of the entire Hei Chaoliu. Only five were left by the time Jinling was deposed, so in many ways it was a difficult time for the Chaoliu as well.
After Avatar Zhengyi
Although Avatar Zhengyi did his best to clean up Ba Sing Se following the Earth Kingdom Civil War, and managed to greatly cut down Hei Chaoliu ranks, they persisted and after several years they reemerged. Though they never regained the power and prestige the Hei Chaoliu had enjoyed during the war, and by all accounts used more subtle and less violent tactics, they remained a part of life in Ba Sing Se. Several clans even turned into legitimate commercial ventures or entered charity work, though they usually had an ulterior motive for these things.
After Zhengyi's reign, many Chaoliu members tried to go straight. In fact, several even joined the city guard to help them bring other clan members to justice. Many others joined the military. A thousand years later, when Kyoshi created the Dai Li, a large portion of were recruited from these same military and police forces. The Dai Li "rock glove" technique is a more advanced version of a technique that was commonly taught in the Hei Chaoliu around Avatar Zhengyi's time.
During the Hundred Year War
As Ba Sing Se remained untouched for most of the Hundred Year War, the Hei Chaoliu generally operated as it always had. However, things changed following the Coup of Ba Sing Se. Even though they lived outside the law of the land, Hei Chaoliu members very much identified themselves as Earth Kingdom citizens. When the Fire Nation occupied Ba Sing Se during the Hundred Year War, the Chaoliu largely put aside their rivalries and joined the resistance, providing soldiers, smuggling weapons and food in past the wall, and robbing Fire Nation storehouses.
Being one of the most well-organized criminal groups in the Earth Kingdom, and having largely survived the war due to their location in Ba Sing Se, the Hei Chaoliu was in a good position to expand geographically in the aftermath of the Hundred Year War. Although their influence had spread outside Ba Sing Se over the years, they were still almost exclusively present on the eastern continent of the Earth Kingdom. Ambitious clan leaders, or underlings looking to start their own gangs, left Ba Sing Se along with a general wave of migration of citizens looking for opportunities following the war. In some cases Chaoliu members successfully filled the vacuum left by bandit groups or small-time street gangs which had been disbanded or destroyed under the tight-fisted rule of the Fire Nation. However, a more common situation was for these migrant Chaoliu members fall in with disaffected and now unemployed soldiers from the Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, or both. Soldiers who had no family back home, or were very poor and relied on the fighting to give them income as well as a sense of purpose, often just settled wherever they found themselves when the war ended and resorted to criminal behavior to make a living. Since the soldiers had formerly been authority figures of a sort, they established a presence more quickly than Hei Chaoliu members arriving in the former Fire Nation colonies from Ba Sing Se. Discovering this situation, and being nothing if not practical, many Hei Chaoliu members simply joined up with these groups, creating more informal criminal organizations with various cultural and regional influences. Eventually Fire Nation solders and Earth Kingdom soldiers who found themselves in this situation, alongside criminal civilians of both nations who had either migrated to the western Earth Kingdom or had lived there throughout the Fire Nation occupation, began to band together as international hostilities faded, giving rise to inter-ethnic criminal groups such as the Triple Threat Triad.
In Republic City
As Republic City grew, so did criminal opportunities there. By Avatar Korra's time, a bit of the old Hei Chaoliu customs could be found in the culture of the earthbending-based triads, but these were generally more informal organizations that had no affiliation with the true Hei Chaoliu clans that continued to exist in the eastern Earth Kingdom. Most often, they borrowed Hei Chaoliu trappings to lend themselves more credibility by linking to an established criminal tradition. For example, one earthbender triad active in the Black Quarry district called themselves "The Mountain Masters," after the term for a Hei Chaoliu boss, but had no particular relationship to any Hei Chaoliu clan in Ba Sing Se and did not observe any other Hei Chaoliu customs (indeed, in the true Hei Chaoliu, the Mountain Master was a highly venerated position, and multiple people in one clan attempting to claim it was usually cause for an intra-gang war).
A few earthbender gangs in Republic City at this time did consider themselves fully-fledged Hei Chaoliu clans and continued to observe all the associated traditions. These were generally made up almost entirely of immigrants from Ba Sing Se, or their descendants, and operated in areas of the city where people of Ba Sing Se extraction had settled, so their ties to the true Hei Chaoliu were probably legitimate. Although the Chaoliu clans in Republic City considered themselves more "noble" and heirs to a longer and more "legitimate" tradition of organized crime than the other Triads, the police and media of Republic City made no such distinction.
The Hei Chaoliu functioned based on a relatively strict dominion-and-compliance system in the time of Avatar Zhengyi, though by the time of Avatar Aang their structure had loosened considerably. In Zhengyi's time the Hei Chaoliu clan hierarchy was modeled on a military system, with officers and levels of command, as a holdover from the group's past with the insurgent armies. Hei Chaoliu clans were typically founded by one or two individuals when they organized enough people, and these individuals would assume leadership of the organization, and subsequently pass control down hereditary lines. Clans were named for the founding family, as in "The Tong Clan," "The Ban Clan." The "clan" was distinct from its leading family, however. Anyone could apply to join a clan, but no matter the rank they might achieve, the top place in clan hierarchy was always reserved for the eldest of the leading family.
For example, the Ban Clan was founded by the great-grandfather of Avatar Zhengyi. He passed control to his son, who passed it to his son, Ban Ti Xi. Ti Xi's father had a lieutenant named Xin Kao, who was several years older than Ti Xi. Though Cao had been Ti Xi's father's second-in-command and had seniority over Ti Xi, the leadership position still passed to Ti Xi upon Ti Xi's father's retirement or death. Due to Ti Xi's death when his son was only a few months old, control of the Ban Clan was assumed by the most senior surviving officer, Er Shi Wu. Regardless of whatever Wu's actual intentions were, during his rule most of the members of the clan believed this was only a pro tempore situation, and that he would pass control of the clan to Ti Xi's son Zhengyi when the boy came of age.
Given their violent lifestyle, it was not uncommon for Hei Chaoliu clan heads to die with unready heirs, in which case interim control would pass to the ranking clan officer, to later be returned to the heir when he was old enough. If a clan head died with no heir, control would pass to his next-of-kin, or to the ranking clan officer, and leadership would then pass down that person's family line. This hereditary leadership role is believed by historians and sociologists to be a consequence of the stratified, monarchic society of Ba Sing Se. Although they nominally disdained the government, the Hei Chaoliu clans apparently could not rid themselves of the influence of a larger aristocracy-centered culture. In fact, Hei Chaoliu clans are sometimes compared to kingdoms, with the clan heirs sometimes called wangzi ("princes").
The Hei Chaoliu had formal titles for the various positions and ranks in the clan. The clan head, the head of the ruling family, was known as the "Mountain Master." The Mountain Master had between two and five top lieutenants or advisers, depending on these lieutenants' skills and the size of the clan. The lieutenants usually had specialized duties to the clan: one might plan and lead in combat with other clans, one might keep track of the clan's finances and income, and another might have diplomatic or public-relations duties. However, there was always one lieutenant who was the Mountain Master's designated deputy. This person would lead the clan in the Mountain Master's absence. In many cases this deputy was the clan heir, but it was also common for the deputy to be an unrelated senior lieutenant. Though a lieutenant in charge of something like accounting might have few to no men under his command, the lieutenant in charge of combat could have hundreds, in some cases thousands, of clan members under him, since combat (or at least dangerous activities) constituted the vast majority of a clan's operations.
Below this top lieutenants, officers usually no longer specialized in any particular task, but simply carried out whatever orders came down for them. The hierarchy was based only on seniority, with the senior members having command of more underlings. As in the military, there were several levels of command based on the number of men in the unit, ending with the rank-and-file members.
Anyone could apply to join a clan at this level, but they were usually tested beforehand to ensure they were tough and savvy enough to carry out their duties as clan members. Despite the strict hierarchy, this structure appealed to the poor peasants of the Ba Sing Se, because, (with the exception of the leading clan family), it was a meritocracy, it allowed for upward mobility, and it provided a fraternal support structure.
Each clan was ostensibly based around the structure of a family. The Mountain Master was considered the "father", while the members below him were referred to as "brothers", and very new clan members were sometimes called "children". Although not considered strict decorum, the proper way for a clan member to address a superior officer (other than the Mountain Master) was to call the superior "older brother."
Rituals and Customs
The Hei Chaoliu--in their own imagination, at least--were not common street gangs. Though their ancient origins are now forgotten, even by the vast majority of their own members, the Chaoliu had many ornate ceremonies and societal norms within their subculture which deviated from those of Ba Sing Se as a whole.
The Hei Chaoliu initiation ceremony was a closely-guarded secret for many years. It was more or less sacred to the Hei Chaoliu, and was extremely formal. In fact, some clan heads considered performing it incorrectly a personal insult punishable by death. It was practiced without deviation among every clan, and all of the clans universally believed that these ceremonies connected them to the anti-Ao revolutionary outlaws of the past, and therefore afforded dignity and legitimacy to their illegal activities. Their elaborate and ceremonial nature also helped instill respect for the organization in new recruits. The ceremony itself contained an oath against revealing any secrets about the ceremony, but during the Earth Kingdom Civil War, when One-Eyed Wu was consolidating his control over the other clans, these clans were forced to increase recruitment by as much as ten times what it had been. Consequently, membership became more casual, and this lead to the secret details of the ceremony disseminating and eventually reaching the records of historians, as well as the Ba Sing Se City Guard. It is believed the initiation ceremony has mutated significantly since then, but the following is an account of how it would have been carried out around the time of Avatar Zhengyi.
First of all, anyone could informally request to join a clan, but only the Mountain master decided who could be allowed in and who could not. Usually the prospective member was asked by a mid- or low-level officer to work for the gang for a certain period, or otherwise demonstrate fighting ability or some skill that would be useful to the clan. If the prospect did have such skill, the officer would bring them to the attention to the Mountain Master and vouch for their ability. Mountain Master deemed that the person was worthy, he could be formally sworn in. The difficulty of this preliminary screening varied depending on the clan's need for personnel.
Before the ceremony, incense and statues would be set up in very specific locations around the throne room, in accordance with feng shui. An altar was set up before the Mountain Master's chair, with one bowl of wine and one bowl of water. Between the entrance to the room and the altar three "gates" were set up. One was two clan officers standing with knives crossed, the next was earth from two pots that had been bent into an arch, and the last was a bamboo hoop painted yellow.
The initiates then entered and stripped down to their trousers, as the ceremony dictated. The Hei Chaoliu did allow women to join, and when they were sworn in they were allowed to wear their breast bindings, though the men had to be bare-chested. The initiates assembled before the first gate and all kneel on one knee. Another high-ranking officer, the ceremony master, made the first of a series of formalized warnings to the initiates: "Proceed no further if you are not loyal." Another retainer clapped a set of wooden blocks once. The initiates would then pass through the gate one at a time, each swearing "I am loyal," before crossing the threshold.
When each initiate had passed through the first gate, they all assembled before the second gate. The ceremony master then said, "Before the Gate of Earth, all are brothers," and the wooden blocks were clapped again. Each initiate passed through this gate, saying "We are brothers."
The initiates assembled before the third gate, and the ceremony master said, "Through the Gate of the Spirit are born the children of the Hei Chaoliu." The blocks were clapped again and each initiate said, "I take the [name of clan] family as my own. Mountain Master [name of clan] is my father."
By now the initiates reached the altar before the Mountain Master's chair. They washed their faces in the bowl of water on the altar and were given new white robes to wear, symbolizing their rebirth. They then swore thirty-five ritual oaths each initiate was required to affirm, all written out on a yellow scroll, which the ceremony master placed on the altar for the initiates to read. They recited the oaths about loyalty and courtesy toward their new "family," that they would help their sworn brothers in any situation, that they would never sell out the clan to the law or to rival clans for any reason. Each oath also mentioned a specific form of punishment for the swearer, should it ever be broken.
When the oath-swearing was done, the ceremony master burned the scroll and sprinkled its ashes into the bowl of wine on the altar. All of the initiates drank a sip of wine, and when they were done it was passed to the Mountain Master. To symbolize their bond, he drank as well. He drained it and then held the bowl out before them. "I treat my children justly," he recited. "Loyalty will be met with rewards." He turned the empty bowl upside-down. "Disloyalty will be met with vengeance." Finally, he threw the bowl to the ground, shattering it.
Tattoos and Mascots
The different clans had no "colors" or any kind of uniform, but they did have various identifiers particular to the individual clans so that they could be differentiated. Clans often had an animal mascot which reflected the values of the clan in some way. For example, the Ban clan had originally only had a small number of retainers, and the men of the Ban family were known to be somewhat short, so they chose the small but tough pygmy puma as their mascot. The Tong clan had the elephant-mandrill because it connoted strength and power. The Du clan had the viper-mink because it connoted swift and silent death. The clan either kept specimens of their mascot animal at their headquarters as a type of pet, or at least got tattoos in the animals' likeness. The mascot animals were often treated as a second thought by the clans though. They sometimes were left to hunt for their own food or made to fight for sport.
Besides the animal tattoos, many clan members chose to have their bodies extensively tattooed with other symbolic things. Tattoos, in the culture of the Eastern Earth Kingdom, were almost exclusive to the Hei Chaoliu, and were considered "the mark of an outlaw." Other common tattoos included badgermoles (which meant the wearer was an earthbender), bamboo stalks (symbolizing a leader or superior), coins (symbolizing wealth), clouds, waves, flowers, and more.
Clans also had weapons particular to each. Often, once someone joined a clan, senior members gave that person some form of additional, semi-formal combat or bending training, and over time the fighting styles of various clans became more and more distinct. Eventually, different clans adopted different weapons that were more suited to their particular style. However, virtually all the clans favored small weapons, like knives and darts, because these could be easily concealed. The Ban clan was known to favor kukris, while the Lui clan favored meteor hammers. Like the mascot animals, the clan's favored weapons was another thing that differentiated it from other clans, and could be a source of pride and identity for clan members.
Attitudes Towards Women
Ba Sing Se, like most of the Earth Kingdom, was a patriarchal society in the past, although even by the time of the Hei Chaoliu's formation women were gaining a modicum of respect. Although men and women have equal roles in the Earth Kingdom today, at the time of the Earth Kingdom Civil War, the presiding philosophy on the subject was that men and women had separate areas of life to which they were each better suited. It was considered improper, for example, for a woman to serve in the army or do manual labor, just as it was considered improper for a man to do domestic chores. However, the Hei Chaoliu was concerned with profit and merit, not decorum. Like all good businessmen, the clan heads put people where their skills were needed. They allowed women to join and women were generally promoted over men when they were more qualified. There were even one or two instances of female Mountain Masters. It was accepted practice among all the clans, and in this way the Hei Chaoliu ight be considered somewhat ahead of its time.
However, this was the exception, rather than the rule. The Hei Chaoliu was largely a "boys' club". Most estimates say women only made up about 15% of the total population of the Hei Chaoliu. Because the people in the Hei Chaoliu, by virtue of their being in the Hei Chaoliu, could not get along well in society at large, were usually aggressive, and almost always had little education. The men were very uncouth and would often harass their female counterparts. This often lead to physical conflicts, and though it was often said that Hei Chaoliu women gave as good as they got, they still had to constantly keep their guard up and be ready to defend themselves.
Public Relations
Virtually all Hei Chaoliu clans found it beneficial to be well-liked by the communities in which they existed. The people in a clan's territory were essentially the clan's customers, as well as their prospective retainers, and alienating these people would only hurt business. Hei Chaoliu clans often tried to put up a kind facade, giving money to children at New Year, or giving food to the poor. Often people who were too maladjusted or undereducated to find any other jobs were allowed to work for the Hei Chaoliu. In most cases, a clan's only concern was profit, and for them this sort of public outreach was only for show. However, some clans sincerely tried to help their communities. Though they still engaged in illegal activities, these clans put money back into the community and defended their people against more unscrupulous clans. Attitudes about this issue varied from individual to individual within a single clan. The Hei Chaoliu constantly blurred the line between criminal gang and community service organization.
The Hei Chaoliu had a monopoly on crime in Ba Sing Se, and consequently made huge sums of money. The amount of money a Mountain Master made was unheard of, at least among the other Lower Ring residents. High-ranking lieutenants also made a great deal of money, but after that the pay rate for clan members dropped off considerably. As much money as Chaoliu clans made, they had hundreds or thousands of members to pay, and there usually wasn't much left to go around after those at the top got their cut. Still, the residents of the Lower Ring were locked into desperately poor circumstances, and the majority of them were more than willing to join a clan and put up with a violent lifestyle in hopes of one day making it to a top position in a clan. Many Lower Ring citizens had a romantic notion of the Hei Chaoliu as a fraternal order who helped the poor, and upheld tenets of honor and loyalty, though this was very untrue in most cases. Still, these factors explain why Hei Chaoliu membership was consistently high for centuries.
Clan Fighting
The various Hei Chaoliu clans constantly fought one another for dominance, all constantly trying to drive others out of business. Sometimes clans used economic or political manipulation to harm rivals, but more often they simply stole each other's property and killed each other. Clans usually fought for either resources or territory. Violent as their conflicts were, they were usually kept between clans. Clans rarely harms civilians who did not offend them or owe them some kind of debt.
Each clan controlled different sections of Ba Sing Se's Lower and Middle Rings, and kept other clans out, so that the controlling clan had a monopoly on illegal business in their area. The more territory a clan had, the more customers and transactions they handled, the more money they made, so territory or "turf" was at a constant premium among the clans. Boundary lines between territories were constantly shifting. Since clan members usually only crossed boundary lines to raid resources or fight over more territory, any Hei Chaoliu member caught in a different clan's territory could be killed on the spot. The only criteria most prospective members used when deciding which clan to join was which controlled the area that person happened to live in, for two reasons. The first was the obvious danger of living in another clan's territory, but because of the Hei Chaoliu's frequent attempts at positive public relations, the prospective member most likely grew up with a good impression of the clan who ruled his native neighborhood.
Clans also often fought over resources and illegal commodities, which was possibly their most profitable activity. During the Earth Kingdom Civil War the fighting over Dai Zhiwu, for example, was fierce. If one clan controlled a supply of a certain illegal good, they could expect another clan to find out and attempt a raid. Clans often used members as guards at storehouses or along smuggling lines. In some cases, a few hundred pounds of dai zhiwu could pass back and forth between clans dozens of times, with as many Chaoliu members killed over it.
List of Known Clans and Members
- Aguta
- Ban Ti Xi
- Ban Zhengyi
- Er Shi "One-Eyed" Wu
- "Lucky" Cho
- Shi Hua
- Xin Kao
- Ying Su
- Du Jungshi
- Du Huang
- Du Tuo Da
- "Big-Eared" Sheng
- Zai "the Pirate"
- Lang
- Guxi
- Heung Sai
- Kang
- Tong Suei Sing
- Tsi
Behind the Scenes
"Hei Chaoliu" is Mandarin Chinese for "Black Current". The Hei Chaoliu was created by fanfiction author manzai as part of the backstory for a con-artist OC named Ging Lai, who was only used for a writing contest. Later on, however, manzai returned to the idea of an organized crime group while searching for a serious, large-scale threat an Avatar could face other than war. This idea eventually became the story Avatar: The Heir of Ban.
The Hei Chaoliu is based heavily on real Asian organized crime groups, like the Triads and Yakuza, but also to a lesser extent on the American Mafia and American street gangs. The origins and detailed initiation ceremony of the Hei Chaoliu are based closely on those of the Triads. Triad bosses are actually called "Mountain Masters" (or sometimes "Dragon Heads"), and in China, one name for the Triads is the Heishehui, meaning "Black Society." However, the Triads (as well as the Yakuza and mafia) generally do not allow women.
The Triads also do not pass leadership down hereditary lines (in most cases). In fact, the Yakuza also rarely does this anymore, though they once did. The "family" concept that is married to the Hei Chaoliu also derives from the Yakuza. The organization of the Yakuza is based on an "oyabun-kobun" in which the kobun ("foster-child") owes allegiance to the oyabun ("foster-parent"). The head of a yakuza group is called a kobun or kumicho ("family head"), and members refer to themselves as a family. Some American street gangs also preach similar "second family" ideas to their members. Hei Chaoiu tattoos are based on yakuza irezumi-style tattoos.
The constant fights for turf and drugs are most closely based on American street gangs, although such wars occur among all criminal groups. Some of the public relations practices of the Hei Chaoliu are also based on American criminals, such as the Wikipedia:Vice LordsVice Lords or Ellsworth "Bumpy" Johnson's practice of giving out free turkeys on Thanksgiving.
Despite all this detail, presenting organized crime as an urban phenomena is largely a historical misrepresentation. In pre-industrial times, crime was much more common in unpoliced rural areas, such as Fujian Province in China or the Old West in America. Organized crime only moved to the city after the industrial revolution, when there was an urban population explosion. However, for narrative purposes, showing urban crime may be better because modern readers can connect to it more readily, it can be sociologically/historically justified, and it allows for greater exploration of a well-liked setting from the Avatar series, Ba Sing Se.
It is particularly appropriate that the Hei Chaoliu is based in the Earth Kingdom, since the Triads and Hung Gar style are both purported to descend from refugees of the destruction of the Shaolin Temple by the Qing Dynasty.
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Hey everyone. In two days from now, I'm going to be a college student. I'm both nervous and excited, but more excited than anything. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to post on Thursday, seeing as I'm doing orientation, but you never know. So check the website on Thursday. If there's no chapter, then I'll post the next Monday. Thank you all again for all the support you've given me. Here's Chapter 9 of 'Could I Be...?'
Chapter 9
Classes start back up, as does preparation for finals. It's not too stressful, but I don't get to spend as much time with Zane as I want. We still manage to help each other study, though. Josh and The Cardinal have remained undefeated and only have a few more games left. If they stay undefeated, they're going to the BCS National Championship Game.
Nothing has happened after Patrick was arrested, so no one besides the Stanford campus police, Zane and I know where he is, which Zane is incredibly happy for. Zane told his real last name to Josh and Leo, who were pretty surprised at first, but promised to keep it to themselves. I've helped him and his art classes a little more with life modeling (not nude anymore), which I've come to find is pretty fun, mostly because I get to watch Zane for hours on end.
It's about a week before winter break starts and I'm sitting in the campus library, studying for my marketing final I have tomorrow. I already feel prepared for it, but I always like to be sure. As I'm reading my textbook, I feel someone take a seat across from me, and his hair is metallic silver this week. "Hey," I say to Zane.
He leans across the table and gives me a kiss. "Hey yourself," he says. "What're you up to?"
"Just studying a little for a final I have tomorrow. I'm just about done anyway." I close my textbook and look back at him. "What's up with you?"
"I have a final project for my art class and I need your help with it."
I smile to myself. "Need me to be your muse again?"
"I need you to be my subject. I have to create three pieces of art, one painting, one sketch, and one sculpture, by this Friday and I haven't even started yet."
I tsk at him. "You really need to fix your procrastination problem."
"I know I do, but I wasn't inspired until earlier today. I tried to call you from the dorm phone to ask you for your help, but I think your phone was off, so I've been looking for you for almost an hour now. But now that I've found you, will you help me?"
"Sure. My last final is the one I'm having tomorrow and I'm completely free after that. I'll pose for you as long as you need me."
Zane smiles and gives me another kiss. "Thank you, Eric. You want to get something to eat? I'll buy this time."
"Sure," I say, my stomach also growling in response. "I haven't eaten since breakfast."
I gather my belongings and rise out of my seat, slinging my bag over my shoulder. I take Zane by the waist and give him a kiss. "I love you," I say.
No matter how much I say it, it still feels as wonderful as the first time I said it. "I love you too," Zane says with a smile.
The next day after my final (which was incredibly easy, by the way), I head over to the Imaging Arts and Sciences department to pose for Zane. As I walk in, a few students, who I've come to be acquainted with because of my modeling, greet me. They direct me to the studio where Zane's waiting for me.
And sure enough, he's setting his easel up when I walk into the room. "Am I late?" I ask as I walk in.
Zane look up at the clock on the wall. "Nope, you're right on time. I've already set up the place where you're going to be posing, so you can just set your bag down and we'll get started in a few minutes."
I place my bag by the door and walk over to the setup Zane mentioned. All it is is a wooden chair facing backward toward the studio's only window. "Is this it?" I ask.
"That's it. Now take a seat in the chair and turn your body around so you're facing the window. Rest your arms on the top of the chair and just gaze out the window."
"That's all? No offense, but it seems kind of boring."
"I thought so too before I saw how well the light comes into the room. It makes everything a lot brighter and more beautiful, and seeing as you're the most beautiful thing I know, I figured it was perfect."
I smile and assume the position Zane told me to get into and stare out the window. "You ready?" I ask, glancing over my shoulder at him.
He grabs a few pieces of charcoal and sits behind his easel. "Ready."
I look back out the window and listen as Zane gets to work, the charcoal scratching over the canvas surface. I can see why Zane chose this for his project. I can feel the sun warming me through the glass of the window and I see the light illuminating the room. It really makes me feel at peace.
Over the next few hours, I hear Zane sketch away. I stare at his reflection in the window the whole time, watching a master work on his craft. He's so focused that I think he doesn't even know I'm here anymore. I actually even doze off for a few minutes, but he still doesn't notice.
After about four hours of hearing Zane sketch, the charcoal scrawling over the surface of the canvas stops. The reflection of Zane falls back into his chair and lets out a huge breath of air. "Can I move now?" I ask.
Zane looks over at me and jumps out of his seat. "Oh! I'm so sorry, Eric! I forgot to ask if you needed a break at all!"
"Don't worry about it." I slowly rise out of my chair, feeling coming back to my arms and legs and my joints cracking from lack of use. "You finished with your drawing?"
"Just about. Come take a look."
Zane leads me over to the canvas and shows me the sketch. I almost can't believe what I see. It's so...perfect. Zane depicted the world in perfect shades of black, white and grey, capturing every detail exactly. I'm sitting in the chair, facing out at the window, but the world I saw outside is completely different from the one in the canvas.
All I stared at for a few hours was the sky, a few trees and a bird or two. What Zane drew looks to be Heaven itself. Beautiful angels fly across the sky, light and delicate feathers fall from their wings, and a bright light illuminates the window, making me feel...happy. But I notice something behind me as well.
While I may be staring at a bright scene in front of me, darkness is trying to grab at me from behind. Jagged claws and dark swirls are nipping at my backside, threatening to get me. But I see that the light from the window is outshining the darkness, pushing it back to where it came from.
My body is tingling from just looking at this. "Can you guess the meaning behind this?" Zane asks me.
I take a better look at myself and see that while my cap may be in the picture, it's not me. The body in the picture is smaller and thinner than me and I see a few tattoos in the upper arm of the person. "This is you, isn't it?" I ask Zane.
Zane nods in response. "But do you know why I made the scene the way it is?"
I try to take in all the signs in the picture: the Heaven in front of Zane, the darkness behind, the way he's facing, then it finally pops into my head. "You've had a dark past that will never leave you, but it's all behind you now. You look toward the times that are ahead of you and don't look back at the past. Your past may be as dark as the depths of Hell, but your future is as bright as the skies of Heaven."
I look at Zane and see he's smiling up at me. "That's exactly right."
"It's...beautiful. I can't even describe how wonderful it is. But why did you need me here?"
"So I could get the shape of a body right and I wanted to show you when I was finished. Plus...I just like having you around me. It makes my artwork a lot better."
I smile and give Zane a kiss. "Thank you for showing me this."
"It was my pleasure. You don't need to worry about the sculpture and painting. I can finish those tomorrow and I already have a different idea in mind for them. But I do need your help carrying some things to the dumpster downstairs."
"Sure, what do you need?"
Zane walks over to the side of the studio and I see him grab a few canvases. "I'm throwing away a few sketches and paintings I don't need anymore."
I walk over next to him and look down at the canvases. "Why do you want to throw these away? They're all great."
Zane shrugs a bit. "I really don't have a need for them anymore and I can't keep them in the studio all the time. I have about thirty sketches and paintings in here and I'm going to throw them all out."
He starts carrying four canvases to the door when I stop him. "Please don't throw them away. If you like them, I'll hold onto them for you."
Zane looks up at me. "What do you mean?"
"I'll keep these canvases in my room until you can find a place to store them. It would be such a shame if you threw these away. I have plenty of room in Josh's and my room for all of these. So...please don't throw them away."
"But I don't want to be a burden..."
"Zane," I interrupt. "What have I told you about you being a burden? You're not one in the least and you never will be one. So please let me take these off your hands. It's the least I can do after you showed me something so amazing."
Zane smiles slowly and gets on his toes and gives me a kiss. "I love you, Eric."
"And I love you, Zane."
I let Zane go off to work on his painting and sculpture for his class and carry the thirty canvases back to Florence Moore Hall. It takes a few trips, but I like the exercise it gives me. I'm carrying the last five canvases back into the front door of the hall, when I accidently bump into something. "Watch where you're going, boy!"
Charles glares at at me with an angered look on his face. "Sorry, Charles," I say. "I was a bit distracted."
He sees the canvases in my arms and gives me a look. "What've you got there, boy?" he asks.
"Just a few of Zane's sketches and paintings. He was going to throw them away and I offered to take them off his hands until he finds a place to keep them. I don't mind and these pieces are really beautiful."
Charles looks down at the canvas on top of the stack I'm carrying. "That's some drawing," he says.
"I had the same thought when I saw them."
"By the way, carry this up to Zane's room when you're going up."
He sets an envelope on top of the canvas on top. I can see that the contents are heavy and the envelope is thick. "What is this?" I ask.
"It's his tuition bill for the semester. A little over $25,000."
I almost drop the canvases in my hands. "Twenty-five grand?"
"That's what I said, boy. It's such a shame that an almost 19 year old boy has to pay off such a huge amount of money."
"Zane's almost 19?"
"You didn't know? Some boyfriend you are. His birthday is January 21st. Just a little over a month away."
Huh. Zane's actually older than me by a few weeks. "I need to get him a birthday gift then," I say.
"You do that, boy. I just wish there was some way Zane could get some help paying off that tuition. I know he got all those loans, but he'll still have that debt after he leaves here."
Charles and I stand in silence for a minute before I see the light bulb pop over both of our heads. "I know a way!" I say. "If I sell some of these paintings and sketches, that could get Zane some money to pay off the tuition."
"I had the exact same thought," Charles, smiling at me for the first time.
"But where am I going to find a dealer to sell some of these? I can't sell them on the street. No one will buy art work that a guy like me would be selling."
"You leave that up to me," Charles says. "I have a friend that owes me a few favors. I can get him here tomorrow and we can talk a little more about all of this."
I smile back at Charles. "Thanks, Charles. I really appreciate your help with this."
"You're welcome, Jason."
Jason? "Jason?" I say out loud.
Charles' face fills with shock "U-Uh...I meant 'boy.' I-I need to get some work done."
He rushes into his office and shuts the door behind him, leaving me confused. Jason. Where have I heard that name before?
The next day, I get a call from Charles early in the afternoon telling me to come downstairs. Not wanting to make him wait, I rush downstairs and to the Florence Moore lobby. I see Charles standing in the middle of the lobby, but I also see that he isn't alone. He's talking to someone.
That someone looks to be about Charles' height, 6 feet tall, with light brown hair that's turning a little grey on the sides. He seems to be in fair shape and is wearing a very expensive-looking suit. I guess that he's in his early forties. Charles notices me and waves me over. "Boy, get over here."
I walk over to the two men and look down at them. "Boy, this is Anthony Kline," Charles says, gesturing at the suited man. "Remember that homosexual that served under me? This is that homosexual."
I look at Anthony and see that while he may have a kind face, there are a few noticeable scars: one on his upper lip, another over his right eyebrow and a final one that extends from the middle of his left cheek to his left ear. "Nice to meet you, Eric," Anthony says, holding a hand out for me. "Charles has said...a few choice words about you."
"Are any of them nice?" I ask.
"I'll leave that up to you," he says. "Now, Charles said you have a few pieces of art to show me?"
I look at Charles. "He wants to see Zane's art?"
"Anthony is the most powerful art dealer in all of San Francisco. He's sold and endorsed some of the biggest names in art in the country and has more money on him than you can count."
Anthony rolls his eyes. "It's not that much, just about two hundred seventy million dollars."
Well, he said that very nonchalantly. "C'mon, boy!" Charles barks. "Anthony here doesn't have all day!"
"Actually, my schedule is clear for the rest of the day," Anthony starts.
Charles pushes both of us toward the elevator before Anthony can continue. We ride up to the fourth floor and I escort the two men to my room. I open the door and we walk in, many of Zane's canvases taking up my side of the room (I know I said I had enough room for all of them, but I lied). "These are all of them," I say to Anthony.
Anthony starts looking at all of the canvases, silently taking them all in. As he goes through al of them, I see his face lighting up the more he looks at them. When he finishes looking at the last one, he looks back to me and smiles. "Were all of these done by you?" he asks.
"No," I say. "They were all done by my boyfriend Zane..." I manage to stop myself from saying 'Mercer' "Quinn. Zane Quinn."
"An unknown artist," Anthony says. "To be undiscovered with this kind of talent? I'd be honored to endorse Zane's artwork at my next art gala."
"Really?" I say. "God, that would be fantastic." An Idea suddenly pops into my head. "When is that art gala?"
"Um...January 21st at 7:30 P.M."
"That's perfect. Zane's birthday is on the 21st and I think showing his art on display would be the perfect birthday present for him."
A sudden ringing fills the room and Anthony reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone. "Oh, excuse me a second. This is one of the artists that will be at the gala."
Anthony walks out to the hall with his cell phone to his ear. After a minute, I hear an annoyed groan come from the hallway and Anthony walks back into the room with a defeated look on his face. "Everything okay, Anthony?" Charles asks.
"No," he replies. "That was the main artist for the gala and he just pulled out of the gala. He said he wasn't given enough room at the venue I booked for the gala for his paintings and pulled out because of it. Artists..."
"That sucks," I say. "How're you going to fill the space he had?"
Anthony puts his hand to his forehead in thought and slowly smiles after a minute. "How many sketches and paintings do you have here?" he asks.
"Um...thirty," I say.
"Do you think you could get ten more ready? That would fill up the space we now have for the gala."
Ten more pieces? I don't even know if Zane has any more canvases. "Um...I'll need to check it out, but I think I could get ten more pieces."
"That would be great. If we can get these packed up, I can load them up into my car."
"I have a few boxes in my office," Charles says. "I'll get them and bring them back."
Charles leaves the room and when I can't hear him anymore, I look to Anthony. "So what was it like serving under Charles?" I ask.
"In a word? Hell. That man makes the term 'slave-driver' seem like a compliment."
"It was that bad, huh?"
"You have no idea. He made me and my team run an obstacle course every time one of us either spoke out of turn, our uniforms weren't correct or just because he felt like it. He was hard, but after we were all done for the day, he'd come join us for a beer or two. He was a brother like us. I actually saved his life when we were out in the field together one day."
I look at Anthony with surprise. "You did?"
"Yup. You see these scars on my face?" I nod. "Look here for a second."
Anthony bends down and grabs the left pant leg of his suit and rolls it up. What I see is not flesh, but a metal and plastic prosthetic leg. "What happened?" I ask.
Anthony lets the pant leg roll back down his leg. "When Charles and I were on a routine walk, an extremist came out of nowhere and threw a grenade at us. Charles went and shot the guy dead, and didn't seem to see the grenade. So I, out of instinct, jumped in front of Charles and pushed him out of the way.
"The grenade went off and I didn't feel much of what happened until a few seconds after. I was in excruciating pain and it felt like my leg was on fire. But when I put my hand down to try and stop whatever laceration I had, I felt that my leg was gone from the knee down. The only thing I could do was cover what was left of my leg and tried to slow down the bleeding.
"Charles saw my leg and made a tourniquet out of a towel he was carrying and carried me back to base camp. The doctors managed to save my life, but my leg was gone. Charles blamed himself for what happened because he was my commander and he was supposed to protect me if necessary and I'm the one that protected him.
"He barely left my side the entire time I was recovering, and I was in the hospital for over a month. I wasn't mad at him in the least for what happened, but he still stayed with me. I came out to him while I was recovering and he said that he didn't care if I was gay or not. All he cared about was that I was okay."
"I received the Distinguished Service Cross for what I did to save Charles and was honorably discharged after I recovered and was sent home. Charles called me every day after I was sent home to see how I was doing and we really bonded after that. He retired about seven years after the incident and moved out to Stanford with his wife, son, and daughter and got a job here at Stanford University and has been here ever since."
"Charles has a family?"
"He does. He and his wife have been married more than thirty years and are still very happy together. His daughter is happily married and has a 6 year old son."
I think back to yesterday when I was talking to Charles. "Does the name 'Jason' ring a bell at all?" I ask Anthony.
Anthony suddenly looks a bit upset. "Yeah, Jason was Charles' son."
Anthony nods. "Jason was killed in Afghanistan five years ago." I remember when I stopped into Zane's work place a little over a month ago and saw that tattoo: the name Jason between two angel wings. "Jason was a great kid and when he died, it hit Charles and his family really hard. I was told that Jason was killed saving thirty people from a hostage situation in Afghanistan. He was the only casualty and he protected three small children from a spray of bullets. He was awarded the Silver Star for his bravery."
"Wow," I say. "I had no idea."
"Charles doesn't tell a lot of people about Jason. It's a personal subject for him and he kind of blames himself for Jason being killed."
Before I can ask another question, Charles walks back into the room with some flat boxes. "C'mon, boy!" Charles yells at me. "Don't let an old man like me pack all of these boxes by himself!"
I jump to attention and start unfolding the boxes and begin storing the canvases into the boxes, what Anthony told me about Jason still knocking on my mind.
About twenty minutes later, I stuff the last box into the back of Anthony's SUV and close the trunk. "I'll call you when I get those last ten pieces," I say to Anthony.
"Thanks, Eric," Anthony says. "Zane's one lucky man to have a boyfriend as sweet as you. You really remind me of my husband when we first got together. I hope you two stay happy together."
"Thanks, Anthony."
He gives me a wave, hops in the driver's seat of his car and drives off. I walk back inside and see Charles standing in the doorway of his office. "Everything good, boy?" he asks.
"Yup. Anthony has the canvases and I just need to get those other ten pieces." Jason pops back into my head and I take a deep breath. "Charles, I need to talk to you."
"What about, boy?"
"About yesterday. You called me 'Jason.'" Charles' face pales at the name. "Anthony told me about what happened to your son and I'm very sorry about what happened to him, but I also know that your son was a very brave man, jumping in front of those bullets to protect those kids. But I want to know why you called me Jason."
Charles looks at the floor for a minute, pain in his face. He reaches for his sleeve and rolls it up. On his forearm is the tattoo Zane drew: 'Jason' between two angel wings. "Jason was the perfect son," He starts. "Fantastic athlete, incredibly smart, funny, caring, and just...wonderful. He had a very bright future ahead of him no matter what he did, but he decided to put his life on hold for a little while so he could go and serve his country.
"When I heard that he wanted to join the army, I was so proud of him that I practically pushed him out the door. I kept receiving calls and letter from old buddies of mine, who are now high ranking officers, telling me about Jason's progress. He was the perfect soldier, top of everything from tactics to firearm accuracy and he served his country well.
"He quickly gained the admiration of everyone and was the picture boy for the army. He had just two more months of service before he would come home. But...that was before that hostage situation."
Charles wipes his eyes quickly. "Jason and his team jumped to try and resolve the situation and almost did, when an extremist they thought was dead grabbed a rifle and threated to shoot a few young ones. Jason saw him and jumped to protect the kids. Jason got seven bullets to the back before one of his buddies killed the guy with the rifle.
"They rushed Jason back to base camp to try and save him, but...they were too late. Jason died from his injuries. It hit everyone hard and when that officer appeared on my front doorstep the next day...I..."
Charles chokes on his words. "I couldn't help but feel responsible for Jason being killed. I was the one who encouraged him to take that last service, the service that got him killed. Had I not pushed him to do it...he'd still be alive. Jason's body came back a few days after he died. He looked so...peaceful, just like he was sleeping. But when I saw his body, I cried for days after that.
"Jason was buried the next day and got a soldier's burial. A lot of people were there: friends, family, his army buddies, his captains, even the general of his camp. When I heard that Jason had received the Silver Star for his bravery, I was so proud of him, but it was so bittersweet. It just reminded me that my son was dead and that he would never come home."
Charles lets out a few sobs and tears before regaining him composure. "You called me Jason because you saw a little of him in me, didn't you?" I guess.
Charles nods. "You're the spitting image of my son, boy. That's why I call you 'boy' all the time. The nickname I gave Jason while he was growing up was 'boy' and he really liked it whenever I called him by that word. Whenever I call you 'boy,' it makes me feel as if Jason is still alive."
I sigh to myself. "I'm sorry that you lost your son, Charles. He was a very brave man and you should feel proud that he was your son. But Jason's dead. I'm sorry I have to say that, but you can't keep living as if Jason's alive. You should still live with his memory, but you can't keep holding onto him."
"Shut your trap, boy!" Charles yells, tears freely falling from his eyes.
"No. Charles, you need to let go. Don't live like Jason never existed, but don't live like he's still alive either. You'll never be able to move on, and neither will Jason. Charles, it's time to let Jason go."
Charles steps over toward me, but I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight. "Let go, Charles. It's the best thing to do."
I feel two arms press against my back. "I...I don't want to lose Jason. I don't want to let him go..."
"You don't have to forget him, Charles. But you do need to let him be free. Let go."
Charles quietly sobs into my shoulder. "I-I love you, Jason..." he cries out.
A quiet, gentle voice fills the room and Charles' and my ears.
I love you too, Pop. Thanks for never forgetting me...
Charles pulls away from me and looks around, wide-eyed. "Jason?" he calls out. "Is that you?" The voice doesn't come back. "Eric!" he yells at me. "You heard that too, right?"
"Yeah, I heard it. You let go, and now Jason can finally rest in peace."
"'Pop,'" Charles breathes out. "Jason was the only person that ever called me that. It really was him. That was my boy..."
I walk back over to Charles and softly hug him. "You let go, Charles. I know it was hard to do, but now Jason can live on in Heaven."
Charles goes back to crying into my shoulder. "Thank you, Eric. I never knew I was keeping my boy from going to Heaven, but I'm happy that he can rest peacefully now."
I smile to myself. "You've stopped calling me 'boy,'" I point out.
"I only call my son 'boy.' Now, you're just Eric. Thank you for helping me let go of my son."
Charles cried quietly into my shoulder and I let him cry for as long as he needs.
Winter break starts tomorrow and I haven't gotten one of the ten other pieces of art Anthony needs for the gala. I've tried to find a few more sketches of Zane's but they're either too small for what Anthony needs or are just simple sketches Zane did when he was bored. None of them fit the bill.
I'm thinking to myself in Josh's and my room, staring at the ceiling, when I hear the door open and see Josh and Leo walk into the room. "Hey, Eric," they both say.
"Hey..." I tiredly say.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Leo says.
"Unless that's a $200,000 penny, you're out of luck."
Josh and Leo take a seat on Josh's bed and look over at me, confused. "Why would you need $200,000?" Josh asks me.
"I don't, Zane does. You know about all those loans he took out so he could pay for tuition?" They both nod. "Well, I'm trying to get enough money so Zane can pay off the loans when he finishes school here."
"How're you going to get $200,000 together?" Leo asks. "You'd need to sell your body to science to get money like that."
I sit up in my bed and look at them. "I was kind of planning for this to be a surprise, but I need a little help here. Charles has this friend who's incredibly powerful in the San Francisco art world. He has a big gala in January and I've managed to get him to display some of Zane's work at the gala and people will be able to buy them. I'm hoping to use that money and will give it to Zane so he can pay off the loans."
Josh and Leo stare at me with slack jaws. "I just need to get ten more pieces of art for the gala," I continue. "But the problem is, I don't know where I can find any more drawing or paintings of Zane's the fit the bill."
The guys think about it for a minute. "Hey," Josh says. "What about the Imaging Arts and Sciences Department?"
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Zane's done dozens of assignments for his college and there must be at least a few more still in the department. Maybe you could use those for the gala."
Josh is right! I jump out of my bed and rush to the door. "Thanks, guys!" I say. "Tell people around campus about the gala! It's on January 21st, but make sure Zane doesn't find out about it!"
I run out the door and make my way downstairs and sprint outside. I make my way to the Imaging Arts and Sciences Department and quickly walk inside. As I'm walking through the halls, a voice comes from behind me. "May I help you find something, young man?"
I turn around and standing a few feet away from me is a man who looks to be in his early fifties. His salt and pepper hair is perfectly styled in its slicked back shape and he's about four inches shorter than me. His style is higher than casual, but still comfortable, with a light grey collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up that's tucked into his dark jeans covered by a black vest. A red earring in his left ear and an impeccable Van Dyke moustache accents it all. "Um, that depends...who are you?" I ask.
He smirks at my question. "My apologies. My name is Xavier Nariel and I'm the head of this department."
"Oh, I'm Eric Swanson." I hold out my hand for him. "Nice to meet you, sir."
"Please, call me Xavier," he says, taking my hand. "I've heard about you, Eric. I'd like to thank you for the modeling you've done for the department, and I can see why we keep calling you back here."
I smile sheepishly. "Thank you, uh...Xavier. It's actually been pretty fun doing all the modeling. People in here really do come in all shapes and styles."
"Just like the art we produce here. Now, what may I help you with?"
"Um...do you know Zane Quinn?"
He smiles at the mention of Zane's name. "Zane Quinn," he says with admiration in his voice. "He's the star of this department and he makes me proud to be the head of it. His artwork can take even the hardest critic's breath away."
"Well, I'm his boyfriend and I need to get a few pieces of his artwork. It's extremely important."
An eyebrow on Xavier's forehead rises. "May I ask why you need Zane's artwork?"
I lower my voice. "Zane's going to be the main artist in a big gala in San Francisco next month, only he doesn't know it yet. I'm hoping to surprise him for his birthday by taking him to the gala."
Both of Xavier's eyebrows rise to his hairline. "What's the date for the gala?" he asks.
"Um...January 21st."
"And is Anthony Kline the one who is endorsing this gala?"
Now I'm confused. "How did you know that?"
Xavier smiles brightly. "Because the gala Zane is going to be the main artist at is the San Francisco Art Gala. That's one of the biggest art shows in the entire country."
I feel my jaw fall through the floor and bury itself about two miles into the ground. "I-I got Zane a place at something that big?"
"It would seem so. Zane will be ecstatic when he sees that he's the one that everyone will be looking at." Xavier's face suddenly lights up. "Is Zane here at the moment?"
"Um...no. He's at his workplace until later this afternoon."
"Excuse me for a second." Xavier reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cell phone. He taps the screen a few times and holds it to his ear. "Carly? Could you do me a favor and call an emergency assembly for the whole department? Do that as soon as you can. Great. Thanks, Carly."
Xavier hangs up and puts his phone back. "What was that about?" I ask.
"You'll find out in a few seconds."
The hum of the loudspeaker comes on. "Attention all students, teachers, professors, and administration," says a woman's voice. "Please make your way to the main lecture hall for an emergency assembly. This is a requirement for everyone."
"Follow me," Xavier tells me.
I follow him down a long hallway and we make a sudden turn down a smaller hallway and find a single door at the end of it. Xavier tells me to wait a few minutes and he leans against the wall and plays with his phone. I look through the window on the door and see the large lecture hall steadily fill up with students and administrative staff.
There aren't enough seats in the room, so some people have to stay standing and some resort to sitting on the stairs. "We have a little more than a thousand students and faculty," Xavier tells me. "Only one is absent from the department today and that's because he finished his final project a few days early. That person is Zane and everyone here needs to know something. You're coming in here with me."
Xavier opens the door and every eye in the room is one the two of us walking onto the stage at the front of the room. Xavier must not show his face a lot, because I hear a lot of people saying that him being here must mean something important is about to happen. Xavier walks over to the podium in the middle of the stage and produces a microphone. "Good afternoon, everyone," he says into the mic. "I hope you're doing well.
"My name is Xavier Nariel, for those of you that don't know, and I'm the head of this department. I called you all down here for a very important reason. I'm sure all of you know the name 'Zane Quinn.' He's a student of this department."
The room applauds at the name and I see a lot of smiles. "Zane's artwork has impressed every single one of us and we have some very good news." Xavier gestures to me. "This is Zane's boyfriend, Eric Swanson, a frequent model for the department."
There are a few cheers, whoops, and wolf whistles at my name. "Eric just told me that, next month, Zane will be the main artist at the San Francisco Art Gala." The room fills with a quiet murmur. "And I feel the Zane would greatly appreciate it if we all went to the gala to support him. The only thing is...Zane doesn't know his art will be at the gala."
Everyone in the room suddenly looks confused. Xavier gestures to me again "Eric here managed to contact the main endorser of the gala, Anthony Kline, and showed him Zane's artwork. Zane is going to be the main artist at the gala thanks to Eric."
"I didn't do anything," I call out. The entire room looks at me. Xavier hands the microphone to me and I raise it to my mouth. "I only talked Anthony into coming to see Zane's artwork. When the original artist pulled out of the gala, Anthony decided to make Zane the featured artist. He needs forty of Zane's pieces of art and I've only managed to get together thirty. That's the reason I came here today.
"I was hoping to try and find ten more of Zane's sketches and drawings so I can fill the space needed for the gala. So I need to ask all of you: do you know where I can get some of Zane's artwork?"
"I'll be right back!"
I see a girl jump out of her seat and rush up the stairs and out the door. "I can get one!"
"Me too!"
Student after student run up the stairs and out the door. Even a few teachers rush out to get some pieces. I look to Xavier. "Zane's really popular here, isn't he?" I ask.
"He's the most well-known student in this department," Xavier responds. "And the most well-liked and respected."
The door at the back of the lecture opens back up and the same first girl who left the room comes down the stairs with a canvas in her hands. "This is Zane's first painting he drew here," she says.
Xavier takes the microphone back from me. "Thank you, Melissa," he says. "Just set it at the base of the stage.
The girl, Melissa, leans the canvas against the stage and walks back to her seat. Students and teachers start flowing into the room, all of them carrying canvases. By the time the last one comes back into the room, I count another twenty-five canvases, all of them with Zane's signature in the bottom corner. There's even the one he drew earlier this week. "Thank you all," Xavier says. He looks to me. "Eric, which do you think should be at the gala?"
I have to pick? "Um...just give me a minute," I say, pulling my phone out of my pocket and walking out through the door Xavier and I came through.
I dial Anthony's number and he picks up after a few rings. "Eric!" he says. "Good to hear from you! Did you find those last few paintings?"
"Yeah, I got them, but I also got a few more. And by a few more, I mean fifteen more than I needed."
"Wow, you got an extra fifteen paintings? I'm impressed."
"I'm just having a little trouble deciding which ones to use."
"Hmm. Well from the artwork I saw yesterday, I can understand why you might be having trouble deciding. They were all amazing. But we only have room for...oh, excuse me for minute, Eric."
I hear muffled voices from the other end of the line. "Eric, you're in luck," Anthony says after a minute.
"What's up?"
"We decided to move a few things around and it opened up a lot more space. We can fit those extra fifteen paintings and even more art from other artists."
"That's great news," I say with a smile. "Thank you so much for this, Anthony."
"It's no problem, Eric. I can't wait to see how successful Zane will be in the future."
I hang up and walk back into the lecture, where everyone seems to be waiting for me. "Well?" says Xavier. "What's the verdict?"
He hands the mic to me. "I don't need to decide which ones to take to the gala," I say into the microphone. "Anthony just told me space opened up and he can accommodate the extra paintings and ever more art."
The crowd cheers at the news and I smile. "But I just have one favor to ask all of you: don't tell Zane about this. I want this to be a surprise for him. But please tell everyone you know about the gala. They don't have to be artsy people, please just tell all of your friends. I want this night to be Zane's shining moment. Can you help me do that?"
The crowd cheers again, twice as loud as before. All these people respect Zane and his work. And in a month's time, thousands more will love it as much as I do.


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I'd like to use the submission functionality on my website, made with Netbeans and programmed with php and mysql. Moreover I am used to check it locally using Wampserver.
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If I am right now I can try all my code logic locally and before to upload all in production I will have only simply to change the URL with the real final web URL. Correct?
Many thanks.
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