(So this is what would happen if it was RANDY MARCH'S route we were playing. Keep in mind, I will be doing a reboot of KLAUS GOLDSTEIN'S route. And yes the rumors are true. I will be doing Luca and Yuikya AND Elias stories too. All in due time. And I am very sorry, but I had to delete the first story -Klaus' story- because i wanted a fresh start and my computer wouldn't let me post any more chapters. This is two chapters combined. I mean, come on, whose complaining here?)

Prologue-

Six years before the beginning of the story…

"Randy do the spell!" Serge Durnandal says excitedly. I smile a little at his voice. It was the same one that I had grown up hearing and was about to step out of hiding, but I wanted to wait to see how Serge was doing.

His brown hair swayed softly in the breeze a stark contrast to my long red hair. His blue eyes looked happy as they gazed at the magic circle. My own emerald green, moved over to scan the circle.

Something was wrong with the circle. One of the lines was off.

Randy March, a great wizard, performed the spell and once he was done I realize what they were going to summon.

Light begins to build up within the circle and while it did I lunged out my hiding place sprinting toward Serge. I had made my choice on who to save and it would be him.

Lunging toward him I jump on his back and cover his eyes with one hand and shut my own.

I hear the mighty roar of a basilisk beast and try my best to keep my eyes closed while straining to keep my hand over Serge's.

I cast a spell, "Repeirtim!"

The basilisk vanishes and when I am sure it's safe I open my eyes and uncover Serge's dropping down from his back.

Serge screams when he sees his friend petrified in stone. That was the power of the basilisk, the lucky ones were turned to rock and the others get their heart stopped instantly.

He turns to me and screams at me now.

"Why didn't you save him?! You could have saved him!"

When I remain quiet, Serge pulls out his wand fires a spell at me.

I don't do anything to retaliate, even as pain courses through my body.

Spell after spell is fired at me, and yet I stand there.

"Why aren't you doing anything?!" he demands angrily.

Blood trickles down my forehead and I say weakly, "Because, I deserve it."

Serge's face softens and he lowers his wand. The tears finally escape.

He sinks to his knees sobs racking his body.

I knew that if I try to take a step forward I would collapse, but I risk it anyways.

"Serge."

He just cries harder when I say his name.

I wrap my arms around him cautiously and stroke his hair, not saying anything more.

But after a few minutes he pushes me away and I fall backwards.

"Go. I never want to see you again." He hisses.

Giving him one last concerned look I flip my right hand, so that my palm is upwards, and say clearly, "Cavort."

The broken-hearted look on my best friend Serge's face is permanently stamped on my own heart. And it's the last thing I see before I cavort away from him.

Chapter One….

Six years later….

"I HAVE BEEN WHAT?!"

I scream at my best friend Ava, as she stands there holding the acceptance letter to the Tircea Royal Magic Academy. Coincidently the same school that I built several several lifetimes ago.

"What are they doing sending me an acceptance letter?" I ask.

Ava shrugs before setting down the letter and another one, with my name scrawled on the front with familiar handwriting.

"Did Artemis send this?" I don't wait for an answer and tear open the envelope taking out the letter.

Dear Athene,

Strange things are happening at the academy. People are disappearing without so much as a clue. Dark magic has been linked to a murder.

To cut things short, we all need your help and protection Rune Guardian.

Artemis

The letter was short and simple. I look up at Ava, and sit back in my desk chair folding my hands in thought.

"Ava, pack my bags, will you? I'm headed to the Academy."

She smirks and turns on her heel closing the door behind her.

It has been six years since I had been at the academy. Since that fateful day when I saved Serge from certain death and in the process he lost his dear friend, Randy March. Ever since that day, I have never talked to Serge, but I do keep tabs on him.

He's become a great wizard and I am proud of him.

Finishing off my stack of paperwork, I hear three sharp knocks from the closed door.

Picking up my wand, I flick it and the door softly opens.

Ava is standing there with her apprentice, Tiger trailing behind her.

"Good morning, Rune Guardian!" Tiger chirps happily. I roll my eyes at her enthusiasm. Only an apprentice would be so happy to be up at this god-forsaken hour.

"How many times have I told you to call me by my name, Tiger?"

She smiles, "Several times, Athene."

I chuckle before turning serious. "Now I will need someone to come with me to the academy, to help me."

Ava thinks for a second before replying.

"How about you take Tiger? I'm sure she would love to get out of the Guardian Castle."

"What about her training though?" I ask hesitantly.

Ava smiles and explains that I would take over her magic lessons.

"Me?" I was shocked. I haven't had an apprentice since my previous life where I was mentor to Artemis.

"Of course, you." Ava says in a 'Duh' tone.

"Alright then. Get ready to head out Tiger."

The young apprentice looks happy and skips out the door.

"I'll go get your uniforms ready." Ava says leaving as well.

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Being dressed in the Tircea Royal Magic Academy uniform was nostalgic.

I pull the cape over my shoulders and clip it around my neck.

Sticking my wand in my boots I adjust my shirt and breathe out a sigh.

Why was I doing this again? Dark magic has been found within the walls of the academy and murder has occurred along with the accidents that are being reported. The only way to know who did it was and is, to search via magic throughout the school and track the user of the black and dark magic with their own vein of it.

Veins are the only way that magic travels throughout the world to their owners and the only way to tap into these veins is by wand magic.

When a wizard has the talent of wandless magic, it means that the vein directly connects to their body. Like a river it flows constantly, but if you use too much…you can die from it. Literally, it can stop your heart.

Serge…

I continue to think about him, even though he told me he never wanted to see me again.

The look on his face when I cavorted away broke my own heart. And I don't want it put back together. Yes, I still joke around with my fellow Guardians and apprentices, but it's all to mask my pain.

Tiger comes into the room in the same manner she left it, skipping happily.

"Are you ready to go, Athene?"

I smile at her, "Just remember that when we are in public at the academy to call me by my nickname."

Tiger looks confused. "Nickname?"

I nod, "The people here know of Athene Constance, Guardian of the Rune and what she looks like. I can't have people bombarding me, so I am going to change my looks and my name."

I turn toward her, snapping my fingers. My hair turns pitch black and my eyes change to a crystal blue.

"Call me Angel."