shwood University Chapter Six - Father
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Chapter Six - Father
I looked and asked, "How can a room be infinite?"
"When are you going to learn that everything is possible?" The old lady stated. I walked closer to her and I could see that she was... "Yes I am blind." She completed my thoughts.
"Are you reading my thoughts?" I asked.
"Yes, I am a telepath like you." She answered and then with a snap of her fingers another rocking chair appeared with a tray containing some cups and cookies. "Sit down. We have a lot to talk about."
"Do we?"
"Well this room is very warded. You could not find it unless you needed it." She said. I took a sip of one of the drinks. It was the same white chocolate mocha that my father... "Who do you think taught him to make it?"
"You knew my father?" I gasped.
"Yes. I raised him. I found him in an orphanage when he was just two years old. I brought him here and he lived with me in the village. When he got old enough he attended at this university. When he graduated he eloped with your mother." She explained with tears in her eyes.
"Why did they elope?" I asked.
She smiled, "Just for drama. I was more than happy to bless their union, so was your Grandmother Adeline. When they got married they decided to live in London. The rest you know, ..." She sipped from her drink. "...but your father always came to visit me. Every single week he came. Before he died he sent me this."
She snapped her fingers again and a box appeared on my lap. "This is for you. Do not open it here. It has far too many memories and memories in this room are kind of annoying." I suddenly realized that there was a low whisper that I had confused with the wind. It wasn't the wind though, it was words. It was the story written on the walls. It was being read not by one voice, but a whole choir of voices. Tons of them. "Those are the voices of the past caretakers. When I die, my voice will be one of them." She said.
"What's your name? You are like my grandmother and I don't even know your name." I stated.
"My name is Aleksandra. I am the third caretaker with this name. I am the nine hundred eighty seventh caretaker of this story." She sighed.
"What was my father like?" I asked.
"He was the cutest little devil you could find. I was already old when I found him and he was so naughty...joyful..." She paused, "He was a little imp, but he was good and kind and he respected his elders. I had to remove all the glassware from the house." She laughed, "He was so loving. He always called me mom. I always maintained our contacts in Russia and he was very proud of his country, but this place was his home." She was smiling, but we were interrupted by Luzeiza, the Dean's daughter.
"Aleksandra I have to..." She started, but then she realized that I was there. "Oh, sorry, I didn't know you had a visitor. I'll come back later."
"No please stay. I should go. Can I visit you tomorrow?" I asked to Aleksandra.
"You can visit me whenever you want. Once you find this place the door is always open for you. Oh and you can call me grandma.
"Good bye grandma." I said standing and taking the box. "Good by Miss." I said to Luzeiza. The two ladies said good bye and I started walking. I headed to my room. I was so tired. I arrived shortly after and went to take a shower, when I came back to the room Alexander was alone smoking. I was wearing only a pair of boxers. I lit a cigarette and started smoking by his side.
"I talked with Lance."
"Yeah? What did he tell you?" I asked a little nervous.
Alexander looked at me and leaned forward whispering in my ear, "That you wanted to do 'drugs' with us." He then licked my earlobe. I backed off a little. I looked in the other direction and there was a mirror, I was red as a tomato. I swallowed and Alex laughed. "You look so cute when you are nervous."
"I... I..." I was speechless, this will be my first time having sex after two years. I was super nervous, what if I did it wrong? What if they didn't like me? All I could say was, "Sorry."
"Why do you say sorry? You have done nothing wrong." He hugged me. "Just one thing. This is only sex. We are friends and I don't want to ruin that. Lance is kind of a slut and doesn't care about these things. I do. Are you okay that you and I will only be friends who have sex?" He asked.
"Yes." The truth was that I liked Alex in a sexual way, but nothing other than that. He was just a good friend.
"Great then. Now the question is where and when?" He asked and let go of the hug. I needed to tell him about MJ knowing.
"MJ knows about you and Lance." I blurted out.
"WHAT? HOW?" Alexander asked worried.
"He knows. He was there yesterday when we talked about it."
"Is he is using it against you or something?" He asked.
"NO! He just messes with me, but that's all. I'll talk to him to see what wants." There was suddenly a knock on the door.
We backed off and Alex said, "Come in." The door opened and Syre walked in.
"You ready to head down for something to eat?" We agreed as I was starving. I quickly dressed and the three of us went down to the dining hall.
"Nick you have to concentrate." Demanded Professor Richardson.
Three days had passed and I was in a spellcasting class, Professor Richardson, our old and loving Professor was in front of me. Almost the whole class had given up on this spell, only Sarah, Syrena and I kept trying. I had tried four times already.
I studied the symbols and runes on the paper. I'd practiced many times the chants and the hand motions. There had to be something. Something that didn't fit. I looked at the magic circle on the paper full of symbols and runes and as I did I realized that there was a rune wrong. It didn't fit with the others. I took a drop of a special liquid to dissolve the ink and dropped it over the rune. Next I tried again and the spell worked. A flower grew in the middle of the sheet.
"Marvelous! Extraordinary." Said the Professor excitedly and everybody applauded. Even Sarah, who was the best of the class. Though I thought she was mad because I beat her on something, but she smiled anyway.
"Congratulations." She said.
"Well here is your prize." Said the Professor giving me the flower.
"Thanks you." I grabbed the flower. The moment I touched it, it stung. I let go of the flower but it burnt. "What the fuck?" I protested.
"Nick, language!" Said the Professor, "Now look at the inside of your forearm." I did as she said and there was the flower, tattooed. It was closed and looked just like a bud. It was a red rose. "Now, when you touch the person you like the flower will open." She smiled.
"What? Why would I want that?" I protested.
"Because if it opens, that means that the person wants you too, ..." Now that was different! That was a hell of a lot better. "...but be fast. It will only open for a few minutes after you touch that person." She said and then added, "OH and you need to paint this rune on your hand when you touch her." She gave me a paper with a simple rune, then she left and Syre came over to me.
"Who do you like?" She asked.
"No one."
"Liar! You're holding that piece of paper like if it was the answer to your life. Just one favor, if he likes you back...you will tell me." She teased.
"I promise." I answered and then we left for our next class. `Johnathan, here I come.' I thought.
I now had botany and after that lunch. Lunchtime a perfect time to touch Jonathan. The deal was that I was almost sure that he didn't like me back because he was totally straight. I drew the rune on my palm and it glowed, then Syrena, who was sitting beside me passed a note with some words in Aramaic, they were a hiding spell. I hid the rune so no one could see it and thanked her.
The dining hall was full to capacity. The lines to get the food were very long. Thank the Gods our usual table was free. I sat beside Johnathan and was looking for an opportunity to touch him. When my opportunity finally came I excused myself to go the restroom. I was going to check for the rose, but MJ stood in the middle.
"Where are you going idiot?"
"To piss." I lied.
"YOU are free to go." He said, but he grabbed my left hand, the one I had the rune on. Luckily it was still invisible.
"What are you doing?"
"Just checking." He said and let go of my hand. I almost ran to the bathroom as when I felt pain on my forearm, I lifted my sleeve and there was nothing, no marks, no tattoos, no rose.
"FUCK!!!" I shouted and a couple of students looked at me.
"Hey, what happened?" Asked someone I didn't expect to see. The girl with grey hair and yellow eyes from the first day.
"Nothing. Just a spell I was trying." I said.
"Okay. Sorry for my rudeness on the first day."
"Oh, no problem. What is your name by the way?"
"Christiana, but people call me Tiana or Chris. It's up to you." She said.
"Well, sorry but I have to go. I have some friends waiting for me." I said.
"Oh, no problem." She said as I left.
As I got back to the table and Syre whispered "What happened?" I showed her my forearm and she looked sad. "Sorry, you can't do it again." She said. I shook my head to show that I knew that the rules of the spell were that you only could do this spell once a year. Then she excitedly said, "There is a way. We have to go to Professor Richardson's office. If she still has the sheet that you drew the spell on then in the next moon cycle we can do a revealing spell." She said.
"It may work." I said excitedly.
"What might work?" Asked Alexander.
"A spell." I said, then I explained to him and he agreed. "We just have a problem. We have to break into Professor Richardson's office."
"Or we just could ask her to borrow the sheet." Said Syrena.
"Or we could do that. It seems more practical." I said feeling stupid then I felt a voice in my mind, it was my grandmother, Aleksandra.
"Nick, come here. Quickly!" She said. We have talked a few times by telepathy so I am getting the hang of it. She promised to teach me to read people minds and stuff like that. I excused myself and went to the Room of the Lost Steps. As soon as I entered I saw my two grandmothers sitting on an old looking loveseat drinking something.
"Hi Grandma. Maman, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Oh, I missed you too honey." She said seeming a little dizzy.
"What are you drinking Maman?" I asked.
"Mead." She simply said and then added, "The first alcoholic drink made by man is the human version of the god's nectar. Made of fermented honey."
"Okay...So you're drunk." I stated.
"No. Just a little dizzy. I won't drink anymore." She said and the drink disappeared. "There...are you pleased now?"
"Yes. Very." I said. "Why did you call to hurry down here?"
"We wanted to see you." Said Aleksandra. "You are too skinny boy." She said, but she was blind. "I know I am blind, but your steps are too soft."
"We are in the room of the lost steps." I added.
"Yeah, Don't contradict me, I am your grandmother." She said taking a puff of her shisha(hookah) I looked at Maman.
"You told her to say that didn't you?" She smiled and lit a cigarette.
"Yes." She said, "Don't judge me, because you are too skinny." She said.
"Goodbye GRANDMOTHERS." I said the last part in plural to mess with Maman, "I have classes to attend." I was going to leave, but then came back and kissed my two grannies on their foreheads, then I left.
Before I walked out of the door Maman shouted. "I AM NOT THAT OLD"
I laughed and shouted back to her, "NO, you aren't!" I went to class after that. It was a two-hour long conference about Structures of the mystic society.
Every race has it owns form of government. Since Magic's of all kinds are all over the globe as a people there are many families and clans that constitute nobility. Every one of these has it owns representative on Ferim's court. My family had been on the throne for many centuries. Vampires organize into clans and they have a king called Dracula, yes you know him, everybody knows him. When they divided into Nigthcrawlers and Daywalkers these two clans were at war until the Alliance. And Dracula was killed so. They are now unruled.
The shapeshifters also divide into clans, but these elect their rulers by the law of the strongest or the Alpha. There are a few alpha women, but they are very rare. Lyria is the capital of the shapeshifter world and they have an Assembly where all the alphas meet and war games chose their head Clan. Now the Wolfangers, Jonathan's family are the ones ruling family.
Finally, you have Fairies, Faes, Fairy folk, the good people etc etc etc. They are as diverse as their names. Covered below is the family of the fairies. The most complex branch of the Fairy Family are the Undines or the Water Fairies. They're split into two specific branches, the Nereid and the Naiads. Nereid rule over the seas and the Naiads over the rivers and lakes.
Then we have the Sylphs who are Air Fairies, Salamanders who are Fire Fairies, Gnomes who are of the earth. Then there are the Floras and Dryads who are both over plants. Fauna are over animals. Stars are light Fairies; Shadows are Fairies of Darkness. Then we have the invernals (winter) and ...Well you get the picture as there are many others such as the Tooth Fairies, never look at them as they will take all of your teeth! Fairy Godmothers do exist though they only protect halflings, children who are half Fairy, so don't be too disappointed!
All of these Faes are represented in the Celestial court, where the Queen Asleena rules over them all. She chooses her heir from The Eleven. These are a group of eleven fairies, one of each kind that she raises as her child. You see Fairies can't have children. Faes are born in the celestial garden and come out of flowers. Wait this is not girly because once born have to fly from the garden to the celestial court which is almost 100 miles and you many die in the process.
Then there's the Alliance. It is where all the Kings, Queens, Alphas or whatever of every race unite in preserving peace. So though all Magics comes from different background and clan, families, groups call them what you may they are all united in the Alliance.
WOW! Simple right? Well I had to learn it for a test which had to have an essay written so cheers Professor!
ONE WEEK LATER Today is September 16th which I hate! I hate this day because seven years ago my father died on this very day. You know the worst part? My sisters' birthday is two days from now, September 18th. So most of the time we don't celebrate their birthday. I think, seven years though is a lot of time and it is time to move on with life.
So this year I was planning a surprise. Well planning is a strong word, I was thinking about something. Today I woke up as normal. I put on my prosthetic leg and got ready for school. It was a rainy day. I liked rain, except that today. I lit a candle that I put by my bedside table.
"Let this candle burn, as my grief and sorrow light it. Let this candle symbolize my eternal love for you." I said. It was and old tradition of my grandmother, but this year the candle lit itself, I didn't have to use a match or a lighter.
"Have you always been capable of doing that?" Asked Alex. I shook my head no. "Then that's an angel's light. Things that your family can do. Wherever that light touches it will remove all evil. Using it for grieving days is a very old tradition." He said then he hugged me. "Let this light burn the darkness and remove all sorrow." He finished and the fire burned higher. I felt another pair of arms hugging me from behind. It was Syrena, then she and Alex let go and Theo hugged me, after him it was John's turn.
"Thank you." I said with tears in my eyes.
"You're not alone." Said John still hugging me.
"How many of you have lost a parent?" I asked and everybody raised their hand except MJ, but he looked way sadder than any of us.
"I don't have parents; you see Fairies don't have them. Sometimes I envy you. At least you had someone who loved you just because of you were you." He said and I saw a tear run across his cheek, but it evaporated. "Just sometimes." He added acting like he was proud of being a Fairies. He put on the I couldn't careless look and left.
"OK. Enough of this sadness. We need to get to class." I said and everybody finished getting ready. We went down to breakfast and then to our homeroom, but the humor was already damaged. Then Mr. Will came in seemingly very happy.
"I have good news and bad news. The good news is that the Equinox Ball is next Wednesday." He said and everybody cheered. "The bad news is that Freshmen had to prove that they deserve to attend. You have a test to complete first." He added and everybody booed. "Hey, I don't make the rules."
The truth was I wasn't in the mood for a Ball, but it was next week... I didn't have anything to wear... Plus, I have never been to fucking Ball! Fuck it, I am going.
After homeroom I had Introduction to magic. Later I had my first ability training. I was going to train with teachers specifically on my abilities. The magic class started with the one that we all shared, Elementum. The good thing about Ability Training, or AT as everybody called it, was that we didn't have any more classes. The bad thing... the fucking class was long.
We were sitting on a mat on the floor. All seated on the lotus position. "Relax, breathe, find your center. Your core." Said the Professor. She was a woman of about thirty something years old and looked kind of mad. "Elementum is the first, because your element says a lot about you." She added as she walked behind us.
We all were sat in a line one next to each other in front of a mirror. Between us and the mirror everyone had four items; a glass full of water, an unlit candle, a paper windmill and a flowerpot full of earth, "Concentrate students."
I closed my eyes and breathed. This was hard. Okay look inside yourself Nick, I see... I see... Nothing! FUCK! I opened my eyes and I was flying. I was literally in the clouds. There were four thrones. On the four thrones sat four beings. Four strange beings. They weren't looking at me.
"Where am I?" I asked. The beings looked at me and looked... surprised.
"Eremir!" Said one of the beings. The one sat on a throne of fire.
"No. I only look like him. Sorry, but I'm not him." I clarified.
"How do you know?" Asked one of the others, this one was sitting on a throne of rock.
"I would know if I was a God. Wouldn't I? Where am I? Who are you" I asked.
"WE ARE THE ELEMENTALS AND THIS IS OUR COURT THAT YOU HAVE ENTERED." Shouted the rock one.
"Sorry. I am new to all of this." I said.
"That is no excuse." Said the one seated on a throne that looked like waterfalls.
"OK, so you are the elementals..." I said not knowing who they were.
"We are the personifications of the elements." Said the one sitting on a throne of clouds. "I am Air." He added and now I realized each one of them looked like the elements that they represented. Air had long white hair, was dressed in robes and all of it flowed with the wind. His skin looked misty. Water, had long black hair, so long it used it to cover its private parts. It looked like a person who spent too much time underwater. Earth, had many sharp edges and there was grass growing on his body and instead of hair he had spikes of pure rock. Fire was exquisite. He was dressed in what looked like lava and melted stones, his hair was flames and his eyes were pure light.
"We represent each one of the elemental Gods, Earth for Samokir, the father of giants. Water for Morei, mother of Merpeople. Air for Arerim, father of the griffins. Then me, Fire for Yerim, father of the dragons and phoenixes." Said Fire.
"So why I am here?" I asked.
"Because you need to know your element child." Answered Fire. They all stood up and raised their hands, each one sent an attack towards me.
I opened my eyes and let out the breath I had been holding. I was in the classroom again. I looked down and the paper windmill was moving, the candle was lit, the glass of water had waves and it was overflowing, and the earth was shaking.
"Oh grea! You are an all-controller." Said the Professor petting my head. I looked at Syre she had air and water, Alastor had earth, the sorcerer guy whose name was Donnie, had air. Sarah had fire and earth. Finally, Alexander was Fire, water and earth. "Marvelous, simply marvelous." Said the Professor and gave us books for every one of our elements. I ended up with six books, one for each element, one for Elementum Integrity and one for Yoga, because she said my controlling was tight and stressed. Then we went to lunch.
After that I had training with my grandmother on telepathy. It was just me and one other student, a girl called Mina. The telepathy training was very exhausting for the mind. Enough for a Wednesday, from now on Wednesdays were AT days.
From there I sought out Syre to go to speak with Professor Richardson due to the spell of the rose. "Oh yes Nick. Here you have it." She said handing me the spell. As soon as I touched it the runes lit and a weird symbol appeared on the middle of the circle.
"What does this mean?" I asked.
"Sorry, the spell will not work." She said studying the paper.
"Why?" asked Syre.
"Because you touched more than one person that you liked." She said.
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