She glared, one eyed, at the alarm clock. It buzzed loudly, the
red glowing letters telling her it was 7:30am. She groaned and
pulled her pillow over her head and closed it about her ears.
Something soft hit her in the back. She grumbled something
incoherent. She was hit again.
"WHAT!?" She tore the pillow off her head and leant on her elbows
to glare at the boy sitting on her bed.
"You know that buzzing sound?" she glared at him, "Well that
means you have to get up now," He grinned and waggled his pillow
at her. She knew she should have requested a door with a lock,
especially sharing a apartment with him. With another groan, she
rolled her eyes heavenward and collapsed back onto the bed. The
boy sighed and hit her over the head with his pillow. In one
swift action, the girl was out of bed and ramming the pillow and
the boys head into her bed.
"Ow! OwowowowowowowowOW!!" She grimaced and removed the pillow
and threw it through her open door, into his room. He smiled
sheepishly at her.
"Oh you're such a morning person Katie," The glare she gave sent
him scampering back into his room and closing the adjoining door
very quietly. Shaking her head, Katie moved to the bathroom,
showered, cleaned her teeth, brushed her hair, and strolled back
into the bedroom. After pulling on the black short skirt over the
white tights and doing up the sleeveless white shirt she looked
at herself in the mirror critically. Her long blonde hair swept
around her shoulders and she sighed as she pulled it up into a
pony tail, braided it and then secured it in place with grips and
a black ribbon.
"Diago! Are you ready yet? It's nearly half eight!" The adjoining
door opened and Katie smiled as Diago stood in the doorway in his
uniform. He wasn't used to wearing one and looked decidedly
uncomfortable. He had added a few things to make the uniform more
him. Katie had wondered why he only wanted short sleeved white
shirts. It was to go over the top of his selection of long
sleeved tops he had bought with him. This particular one was
black. The black and red tie wasn't part of the uniform either.
But their mother had said the rules about uniform was lax and
students usually managed to stay within the basics (Black
skirt/trousers, white shirt) yet still make it their own style.
He chucked something at her as he leaned in the doorway. She
caught it deftly.
"It's a little something I bought for you before we left," Katie
looked at the black tie and black long sleeves in her
"Oh Diago! I love them!!" she jumped onto him and hugged him
tightly. He may be her brother, but he was the best friend she
could ever have.
"Oh but I haven't bought you anything," she said guiltily. He
waved a hand airily.
"Doesn't matter. You don't have to buy me anything," he flashed
her a quick grin as she did up the tie and pulled on the
"Shall we go?" she nodded and pushed a few strands of hair from
her eyes. She could tell Diago was nervous. He kept running his
hand through his long blonde hair, and there was concern in his
pale blue eyes. Her own silver grey orbs hid all emotion, at
least she hoped so. She couldn't let Diago see she was terrified.
She didn't even know what she was meant to be studying. At 18,
she thought she didn't need to go back to college, let alone
school. Her mother had simply packed them up and drove them to
the school, deep in a forest in the middle of nowhere (give or
take a few miles), dropped them off, wished them good luck and
left in a hurry. They met an older student, of about 21, whose
face was a pallid shade of white, who lead them to their
apartment. It consisted of two bedrooms, ensuite bathrooms, a
kitchen slash dinerette and a tattered sofa with suspicious
stains opposite a TV which only broadcasted static. The older
student had thrust a map and a timetable, only saying the
classroom numbers and buildings, into their hands and rushed off
quickly, obviously in some hurry to get somewhere, or get away
from somewhere. Katie was already suspicious of this
"What's our first lesson Dig?" Diago pulled out the timetable
from a pocket in his black trousers and scanned it
"'Blank Space' in the Necro Building, classroom 666…," they both
gave an involuntary shiver. After locating the Necro Building on
the map, they made their way across the seemingly deserted
school. A cold breeze blew among the buildings and the rustle of
leaves was the only sound. Katie subconsciously clung onto
Diago's shirt sleeve, something she had done since she was two
when frightened. He gave her a reassuring smile and pushed open
the door to the outwardly normal building. The corridor was
normal, lined with bright electric lights. Classroom numbers
started at 600. Sounds of people chattering cheerfully came from
closed doors and the occasional person strolled down the
corridor. The twins surmounted that the reason the school was
deserted outside was because everyone else had already started
lessons. Obviously other classes started at 8:30, not 9:00 like
theirs did. Those they did see, smiled nervously at them then
hurried off, throwing the twins scared glances over their
shoulder. Taking the elevator up to the fourth floor, they
located the classroom and slid open the door, breaths bated. They
silently let the air go as they saw the only thing strange in the
room was the giant pentagram on the floor. Apart from that it was
perfectly normal, filled with normal people, some whose faces
"Kyo! Dae! What are you doing here?" Katie, closely followed by
Diago, made her way past the other kids, to her best friend, Kyo
Freundich. She hugged him tightly and gave Dae, Diago's best
friend a hug too. The others in the class room watched the
friends re-united, but Katie took no notice of them. Diago,
however, scowled round the room at the boys eyeing his sister.
They soon stopped and Diago adopted a smug look.
"Our mums just dropped us off without warning and drove off,"
explained Kyo. Both he and Dae had no idea why they were here
either. The room began to fill with murmurs as other students
began wondering why they were here. Katie and Diago sat next to
their friends. Katie guessed there was about twenty people all
together. Glancing at her watch, she noted the teacher was late.
Just as she thought this, a voice behind her ear
"Miss Jones, are you bored already? Class hasn't even started,"
Katie squeaked and jumped out of her seat, staring at the tall
man in a long black robe. He chuckled to himself and gestured
with his hand.
"Please sit Miss Jones, class is about to start," His hand swept
up and through his deep purple hair, which contrasted boldly with
his chalk white face. He made his way towards the front of the
class room as Katie sat and stood behind his desk. A drawer
rattled on it and he hastily jerked it open, hissed something
incoherent, and slammed it shut. Looking up, he saw twenty pairs
of very confused eyes staring at him. He smiled a honeyed smile
and swept his deep blue gaze across the
"Hands, they always want to return to where they were taken
from," he shrugged, mostly to himself, "They make good help
though, if you're firm enough. Handy you could say," he chuckled,
but nobody else shared the joke, so he coughed and tried to look
serious. He only looked about 25, Katie
"Twenty three actually, Miss Jones," Katie jerked and blinked. He
smiled and brushed a stray hair from his face.
"Anyways, I am your teacher, Mr Mitzuki. You can call me Ghost
though, everyone else does," he sounded slightly bitter. The
moment passed and he rubbed his hands together, almost cackling
in glee, "Let's get started with our lessons then shall we?" A
hand immediately shot into the air. Ghost focused on the white
haired boy beneath the hand.
"Yes Master Yundai?" The youth blinked his amber eyes and
"Excuse me Mr Mitzuki.."
"Ghost," Ghost interrupted
"Oh, er, Ghost, sir. I was wondering what exactly is this class?
I mean I am eighteen and I thought I had left education behind
me," Ghost looked slightly of put for a moment.
"You don't know what you're here for?" Yundai shook his head and
blushed slightly, almost matching the colour of the red bits in
his hair. Ghost looked at the others in the room, his eyes
meeting Katie's gaze. It lingered slightly, before moving on.
Katie felt herself blushing slightly.
"Do any of you know?" The room shook its collective head and
Ghost suppressed a cry of despair. He slammed his hands flat down
on the table and looked at the floor, taking deep breaths. After
about a minute, the one called Yundai spoke up.
"You okay there sir?" Ghost looked up sharply and the fire in his
eyes almost made the youth wither.
"You mean to tell me, none of you, and I mean none, have had any
training?" Another collective shake of the head, though somewhat
confused. Ghost collapsed into his chair and sighed
"Well that is interesting. I might as well come out with it then.
You are all the next generation of Necromancers. You will learn
other professions, but Necro's are what you are. And I am to
teach you everything, and it seems to be everything, about the
art of Necromancy. Woo," He looked at them and a new realisation
suddenly dawned on him. Katie watched it rise into his head like
the rising of bile.
"I bet you don't even know what races you really are?" The class
did not move its head, but rather radiated confusion like it was
"Well at least that part is easy," He stood up, cracked his
fingers, then wriggled them decisively, "Hmmmm, lets see," he
closed his eyes. Then pointed to the four people at the back.
Katie's heckles rose. He was pointing at her
"You positively reek of Angel," Katie felt funny all of a sudden.
Then Ghost snapped his fingers. Extreme pain exploded in her
back. It felt like something was trying to claw its way out of
her. She heard Ghost's voice, sounded so far away, telling her to
relax, let it out. Gritting her teeth, Katie stopped trying hard
to push away the pain and just let it wash over her. It felt like
a soothing rush as something tore through her shirt and shadowed
her desk. Looking up, she saw Ghost grinning at her, and the rest
of the class looking amazed, terrified, or both. She glanced
sideways at Diago, who was sat next to her, and nearly fell of
her seat. Diago, who was breathing hard and focusing on his desk,
had huge white birds wings sprouting from his back. He looked at
her and she saw the shock in his face. He pointed to behind
"You have wings!"
"So do you!" The shared a look only twins could know and smiled.
A groan interrupted them and they looked next to Diago, where Dae
and Kyo were sat. Kyo groaned again, the closest of the two, and
leant forwards. His great fiery red wings actually dripped fire,
which hissed on the floor. He smiled weakly at them and jabbed a
thumb at Dae. Dae sat quite calmly in his chair, yawned, and
winked at them. His wings were mechanical like and there were
four of them. Ghost clapped his hands together in one sharp
sound, looking delighted.
"Amazing! Not only are all four of you Angels, you're different
types! Marvellous!" Katie weakly raised her hand. Ghost looked at
"What do you mean different types?" Ghost blinked, then his
"Ah yes, all of you in here are completely ignorant to the
magical world aren't you? Well Angel's are a winged race. And
there are several different types, like there are many types of
winged creatures. The rarest are the Pure Angels which is you my
dear Katie and your brother, Element Angels and Mecha Angels,
your friends. Elemental Angels and Mecha Angels aren't as rare,
but still pretty damn rare. We have none so far in this school. A
lot of Eagle Angels. And Dragonfly Angels. But not you three. I
am so happy!!" Ghost positively squeaked in delight. Then he shut
his eyes again and turned to the rest of the class, who shuffled
away from the teacher slightly.
"Now lets see what else we have here?" He stopped and squealed at
four girls sitting together. They jumped and cowered. Ghost
opened his eyes.
"Nekos!!" He snapped his fingers and Katie watched as the faces of the four girls screwed up in pain and their body began to re-arrangethemselves. Their ears moved from the side of their faces to the tops of their heads, growing and changing shape, into what looked like cat ears. Tails ripped through their skirts and they collapsed on their desks. Ghost did a little jig on the spot.
"Wonderful!! I feel extremely special to have such a
distinguished class!!" Over the next ten or so minutes, Ghost
danced round the room, snapping his fingers. Three boys were
turned into half bull half man beasts, muscles bulging beneath
their uniforms, horns bursting forth from their heads. Two girls
and two boys were turned into shadows, pure black shapes of what
they once were and three girls and two boys were turned into tall
elegant people with long rabbit ears on tops of their heads and
their finger nails sharpened into claws.Ghost moved back behind
his desk and beamed happily, rolling on his
"Well, this is wonderful! Now you may change back to your human
forms now," Ghost turned to a sea of confused faces. He sighed
deeply and looked to the heavens.
"Now you are going to tell me you don't know how aren't you?" he grimaced and ran his fingers through his hair. Katie half smiled to herself as she thought about this little mannerism. By the time the lesson had finished he wouldn't have any hair left. Ghost looked up briefly and their eyes met. Katie blinked and looked away, wondering once again about the physic abilities of their teacher. The moment passed and Ghost looked out the window.