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Rated: ASR · Chapter · Dark · #1639093
Three teens in a world all their own, each from a background that has death involved.
(I checked some of the spelling, sooo it should be better-ish)


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Many people don't understand us.

Many people don't take the time to try to understand us.

But, Sensei did. Sensei brought us back to reality, from the gloom of the disaster that struck each of us.

We didn't know each other, we weren't friends or enemies. But we clicked when He showed us each other.

My disaster was confusion and the death of my mother. I tried hard to make things well but I had a dark side that just got darker as months went by. My little sister strayed away from the thoughts of our mother and her suicide. I hated the new school system, even though I knew people there from middle school, It wasn't very good. I focused on learning how to use my mind and that calmed me slightly. I don't want to cry anymore. I don't want to make anymore mistakes.

My partners, Aaron and Dust, they came from different worlds, both war torn, but they aren't disturbed or horror struck, they knew it was going to happen.

Aaron, he's 17, he's has red eyes and long black hair and bangs, he's long and elegant and moves like a spider. His world was dieing from starvation and hell's fire was every where. His family was struck by illnesses and each one slowly died from it. He can't cry anymore. He refuses to make mistakes.

Dust, she's 16, she's a albino, her eyes pale white and hair a shining white. Her body is slender and sensitive. She can't go into the sun light for a long time, to her skin will burn and her eyes will loose the sharpness of sight. She tends to cry for us, because we won't.

We met under the full moon outside the Academy of Magic.

I arrived outside the tall gates around 11:30 pm in a limo, I was asked to go there from school as an over "night field trip". It was supose to be special for art students. I didn't know I was the only one.  I was in two art classes and I drew nearly every day. though out the day I've been asking the driver question after question. I knew this was strange, but I tried not to over react to the situation. I didn't know if I was going to die or not, but I was strangely cold and calm. I thought of many solutions to get away, but I didn't remember where I was.

The car pulled over and the driver said, "Any more questions miss?"

I growled at him, "I have many."

I could hear him chuckle, "Then get out."

I did what he said and waited at the gates as he drove away. I glanced at the Academy behind me. I gasped, it was huge, dark, and very elegant. I couldn't really describe it.

I checked my pocket watch, 11:35pm. I gazed at the moon, my senses rose and my energy in my chest began to whirl. I put my watch away and glanced around.

I glance back at the school. I flinched to see a man sitting on the steps by the door, smoking. He watched me closely, too close. He had on the academy's uniform, all black pants and a long sleeved top that looked like a casual suit piece. The trim was white. He was hunched over, he looked slightly annoyed by me. I felt even more out of place, as from the looks of it, his friend wondered out from the doors and lounged next to him. The first man had not glanced away from me yet, I didn't dare look away from him. There was something about him that gave me the feeling of , If I looked away I wouldn't live long after that. I really wanted to look around, I felt another energy creeping up on me. I quickly, but casually glanced at my watch, hoping that whoever is behind me didn't know I knew he or she was there.

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I glanced back the the man and a sharp pain shot into my chest.
I fell to my knees and took my back off my back, I coughed repeatedly, blood formed in my mouth and slid off my lips. I held one had to my chest and the other to hold me up.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and a smooth, cold voice call to the man I was staring at, "That's enought Alex, leave Midnight alone."

Midnight? I only use that name if I'm RPGing or in a chat.

The pain sided and desisted, I gasped for air and slowly stood up. I was shaking, face pale.

The person handed me handkerchief. I wiped my mouth and spat the rest of the blood out onto the ground. I turned and looked at the man next to me. Long black hair and dark eyes, he was taller than me by about a foot. He was pale and very attractive. I coughed again, I couldn't fine words to thank him, but he seemed to get the jist of it.

He patted my head and said, "Your welcome."

I nodded and noticed that he was in the same uniform, now I could see that on each coulor was a silver cross. He smiled at me and asked who I was.

My sarcasm returned, "You called me Midnight."

He chuckled lightly, "Yeah I did."

"My name it Tabi."

He bowed respectfully and said, "Pleased to meet you, I'm Kashi."
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