My name is Ains Wald. One day, my birthday to be exact, I sat on my chair listening to the creaking of bones and searching in vain for the sound of a heartbeat other than my own. I turned to my friend who was one of my first creations as a novice necromancer.
“Hey, Shalltear, how long has it since I’ve seen another living human?” I asked as her eyes met mine.
“It was about a hundred years ago when that young hero come here wanting to prove his worth by killing you,” she said tapping her cold fingers on the circular table in front of us.
“Oh yeah, what happened to him again?” Rutherford asked as he tried to see how far he could stick his pointer finger behind his dead eyeball.
“You ate him, don’t you remember. Can’t you guys ever leave alive any mortals who come here? I’m getting lonely for another warm body. Oh, and Ruth (Rutherford), stop that. It’s disgusting,” I said sighing deeply.
“But sir, he called you, ‘Evil One,’ I could not let him damage your pride sir,” Ruth said pulling his finger out from behind his eye with a shocked expression on his face.
“Just ‘cause I brought you back to life doesn’t mean I am your master,” I said for probably the millionth time.
“Oh, but my lord, how could I ever leave the one I love,” Shalltear protested.
“Shalltear, your a pure blooded vampire and I’m an immortal human. Don’t you think it that it is a bit weird for you to love me,” I asked rhetorically.
“It may be strange lord but nothing will get in the way of my love for you,” she stated while brandishing a skull and glaring at it, as if daring it to contradict her.
“You know, Shalltear, it is time for me to master my fears. I will go among the mortals,” I said with way too much drama in my voice.
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Annabeth sat at her desk in school. Class was commencing around her but she was too busy thinking of how boring school was to listen to the teacher going on and on about the evil properties of war.
“Annabeth, are you listening?” the teacher asked.
“Of course I’m listening,” she said lifting her head as if she didn’t give a care in the world. Which was probably true. The teacher didn’t bother arguing. Maybe if she had bad grades it would be worth it.
Annabeth sat there leaning against the window of the third floor classroom.Then her life changed.
She watched as across the street in the local cemetery a white shimmering light appeared and a man clad in a white hood, white mask, leather chest plate, and leather shoulder pads inset with small skulls stepped out of the light and on to the stone walkway of the cemetery. He stood there covering his eyes with his hand. It seemed like a green glow was emanating from the mysterious figure.
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I shielded my eyes from the sunlight. I was so used to dark places then that it was quite a shock to see the sun. Suddenly I realized that I was not properly dressed for the mortal world. Quickly I used my magic to change the appearance of my clothes into a black T-shirt with a skull on the front and a pair of blue jeans and black tennies. I summoned a mirror in front of me and combed down my white hair, stared at the reflection of my unnaturally green eyes and sighed.
“It’s been so long since I’ve felt like a human. It has been way too long since I have heard the beating of mortal hearts,” I said with a smile on my face.
“Yes, it has been my lord,” Shalltear said. She had also changed into new clothes. She was wearing a blood red long sleeve shirt and faded blue skinny jeans.
“While we’re in the mortal world, refrain from calling me lord, Shalltear,” I said.
“Yes, lord,” she said while running her cold hand down my arm.
I shivered and asked her, “Have you ever wanted to go to school?”
“School? My lord. I have never been to such a place but I have heard that the fresh blood of a teenager is a delicacy. Sadly, I have only tasted nasty old hero blood.”
“We’re going to attend school. Please refrain from eating people.”
“Why should we go to school, sir.”
“Because I’ve been alive for a couple thousand years and only made it through middle school…I should try learning something other than magic.” I said and pointed to the school across the street, “Looks like we landed right in front of one. Let’s go to that school.”
“The sign says Fenris School for Troubled Children. Fenris means happy in Latin. You want to go to the ‘Happy School?’”
“I know it sounds bad but look at it this way, if I act weird I’ll just be blending in with the crowd. Still we should try not to do anything too weird.”
“How will we get in, lord?”
“We’ll pretend to be transfer students coming from the same school,” I answered as we walked into the front door of the school. We walked down the halls heading for the principal’s office. As we walked into the office, a small pudgy man, maybe in his sixties, looked up at us. He was eating a vomit colored Fruit Roll Up. I shook my head and thought “Kids these days.”
“Is there anything I can do for you?” the man asked.
“I assume you’re the principal,” I asked and rolled my head back and forth a few times.
“Yes, I am. You don’t go to this school do you?” He said breathing in short nervous breath no doubt trying not to make I contact with my eyes. I tend to have that effect on people.
“No, I don’t,” Then I popped my fingers preparing for the memory altering spell I was about to perform. “Don’t you remember we are the new transfer students coming in today.” I said very convincingly as I tampered with the raw matter of his mind.
“Y-y-yes, I remember now. Go to class 3-B. They will be informed that you’re coming.”
“Thank you for your cooperation,” I said and walked out the door. As I walked down the hall, I passed students left and right, but they paid no attention to us. Long ago I learned the best way to go unnoticed is to act like you belong there. It was difficult for me. When you put off a large aura of power it tends to draw mortal’s attention’s like a magnet to a paper clip. It makes it really hard not to stand out like a sore thumb. At the moment the was working. It wouldn’t last long though. “Ah shit.”
“Who the hell are you?” said a massive football player to my right. I turned and looked into the guy’s eyes.
“Me? I’m a transfer student,” I said looking him in the eyes. I smiled as I saw his face contort with fear then anger. “Got a problem with that or are you gonna keep walking?”
“Fuck you, dead man,” he yelled and charged. His punch was aimed straight at my face. I tilted my head a little to the left so his fist flew right by. Then I grabbed his wrist with my right hand, while he was still off balance, I twisted my wrist so his whole body spun and let go. He hit the ground unconscious with only minor injuries.
“Shalltear, grab him. We might as well bring him to the nurse’s office.”
“But, my lord, he tried to attack you. He deserves execution,” she said with a distressed tone in her voice. I flicked her between the eyes. Although it wouldn’t hurt her, her pride would be damaged.
“Get him,” I said firmly. She grabbed him by the collar and dragged him behind her towards the sign that said nurse’s office. As we walked into the office, I could see the place was pretty busy. One guy was lying on a bed with a broken leg. Another had a bandage around his hand covering an obvious knife wound. Then I saw the nurse, a tall middle aged women with auburn hair. She looked at the unconscious man then at me.
“What happened to him?” she said with a stunned expression on her face.
“He threw a punch at me, lost his balance and fell over and hit his head on a locker,” I said gesturing at the bully sprawled on the floor. Well, technically I wasn’t lying. I had told Shalltear to wait outside.
“Uh, sure,” she said disbelievingly.
“Bye,” I said and walked out of the office. Shalltear fell into line as we walked towards class 3-B all eyes focused on us. I guess word travels fast.
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Annabeth sat in the classroom still thinking about what she had seen. She kept trying to come up with some logical answer. First she had seen that weird event through the window. Now there was a rumor going around school that a transfer student had knocked Seamus unconscious. Everyone knew Seamus and everyone knew to stay the hell away from him if they wanted to stay in one piece.
Then the bell rang and everyone came in and went to their seats. She pulled her book out and set it on her desk. Then she looked up at Mrs. Vandam ready for the lesson. This teacher unlike the history teacher was actually interesting so she paid attention.
The teacher walked up to the whiteboard and said, “I have an important announcement to make. We have two unexpected transfer students in today. I hope you will make them feel welcome.”
A boy about her age walked into the room but that was not what drew everyone’s attention to him. He had glowing green eyes that seemed to hold the universe within them. He had hair as white as snow that dangled over his neck. He was handsome and creepy. The girl that followed him also had hair of the same color and eyes of blood red that seemed to swirl. Annabeth wanted to look away from the girl’s eyes, but she couldn’t. It was like she was paralyzed. Eventually, she managed to tear away from the girl and look at the boy. He was even more captivating. He was attractive in sort of an ancient and creepy way. The boy turned and looked her in the eye. Annabeth was terrified but she couldn’t look away. it felt like he was was looking into her soul and conversing with it. It was if he was silently telling, no, forcing her to calm down.
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I walked into the classroom and looked into the souls of those around me. As I turned, I was not particularly interested in what I saw until I laid eyes on one particular girl. She had black hair and golden eyes. The only thing I could think was, “Holy shit, I know this girl.”
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