Prologue: A New Awakening
"A large castle stands deep within a rather dreadful looking forest. Despite its surroundings, the building didn't fit the rather dark and unnerving atmosphere that filled the air. It stood out like a sore thumb adorned with several bright hues of blues, reds and whites. Several windows lined the building from front to back as well as on the sides. Upon closer inspection it would be evident that the exterior was a complete mirror image. Every minuscule detail established on one side was perfectly reflected on the other. However, does this castle truly look as it was described just before? Perhaps it is the one creating the uncomfortable atmosphere and the trees are brightening up the forest. Or maybe it's completely asymmetrical. You will never know nor will anyone else. The image before you could be fake, an illusion and you would have never known because it's what you perceive it to be. Is an apple truly an apple? Maybe it's actually a rock? Irregardless, our story takes place here in this seemingly abandoned castle.
"It wasn't too long before rain began to pour from the darkened skies above. The once bright and warm colors that decorated the castle were replaced with dark shades of red brown and black as the rain pattered against clear windows. Lightning flashed, revealing a darkened figure in one of the windows, holding some sort of strange object. Thunder roared, startling this person and causing them to drop whatever it way they were fiddling with. An irritated groan escaped their lips as they moved to grab a broom to clean up the mess as well as a mop.
"It took forty-eight hours to make that. Forty-eight hours." They huffed as their gender was indeterminable due to the voice changer attached to their mouth. Grumbling softly to themselves, they quickly disposed of the mess before mixing a few containers of liquids, each a different color. They took extra care as not to spill a drop on themselves while moving with great haste in order to complete the concoction they were recreating. "Hopefully, the others won't awake before this is finished... This needs to be absolutely perfect..." They poured the final mixture into a glass, watching it bubble ferociously. Another sigh escaped their lips as they pulled off the rather large rubber gloves off their hands, discarding them in an oven where they began to burn, dissolving their DNA along with the gloves. Raking their hands through their hair as they tapped tier foot anxiously, mentally preparing themselves for the events to come. The possibility of failure for this operation ran through their mind multiple times but they brushed it aside with the hope they held for this project.
Hope? How could I even harbor faith in such a ridiculous notion...? Pathetic. I'm turning into a joke, aren't I? Shaking their head a bit, their eyes fell upon another two figures that stood in the room with them. Lightning flashed, bringing light to the room once more, revealing their appearances. One was a girl who bore a rather... festive sort of attire, so to say. Her pastel blue dress was decorated with polka dots of various colors from the hem to the skirt. The skirt bore a seemingly endless amount of ruffles stopping just above her knees. An apron wrapped itself around her waist with a large bow in the back. A fleece capelet bearing a hood covered her shoulders and her chest area. Strings dangled with round fur-balls at the end of each strung. Her hair was just as strange as her attire, having a cotton candy pink color with several streaks of coursing through her locks almost naturally. She kept her hair in upward ponytail, curling it as well. Her bangs framed her face rather well with a lone bang dropping just in front of her nose. Her socks went up to her knees, just below the end of her dress, did not match as one had white and blue stripes whilst the other pink and red. For shoes she bore a pair of brown leather boots which contrasted greatly with copious amount of color she wore. Brightly colored bangles varying in different hues dangled on both of her wrists. The large smile tugging at her lips gave an almost eerie feel and her violet eyes appeared to be staring into the windowsills of one's soul
"The male, however, was a different story. Like his female companion, he also wore a capelet but he kept his hood up, allowing it to cover his hair and part of his face. Red eyes glowed from beneath the hood, given a dark sullen feel. For the rest of his attire he wore a red zip up with black lining it with a matching pair of dark gray cargo shorts. On his feet were a pair of black and red sneakers and on his hands were black gloves, stopping at his wrists. His posture made him look like an impassable wall, staring straight ahead as though he was a soldier awaiting a command, completely opposite d his companion who was looking around aimlessly, 'ooo-ing' randomly.
"You two know exactly what to do, right?" The figure inquired, crossing their arms. At this question, the two immediately focused their attention on them, nodding to indicate they did indeed understand their objective and how to achieve it. "Good. I'll be finished with all the preparations momentarily and all of the letters are right here." Patting the desk drawer, they moved to another room, taking the glass of strange fluid with them. Once they were gone, the girl moved to the drawer, sliding it open and grabbing a random letter. She broke the seal with ease, pulling it out of the envelope and proceeded to read it aloud.
"Dear Serena Castille,
It would be of great honor for us to have your presence within the confines of our school. We understand that in addition to maintaining outstanding grades that you've been able to make a name for yourself as a singer. We've seen the videos posted on the Internet and understand you've received several record contracts from several big name music industries. We would be glad to provide you a song writing career that would let you leave an everlasting legacy provided you come study at our school for the rest of your years in high school as well as college.
Sincerely,
Recruitment Agency of the Stellar Scholars Institute."
I couldn't help but jump for joy as I read the letter to my dearest friend, Ashely. She of course, jumped along with me as excitement flowed through both of us followed by a series of high pitched noises.
"I'm so glad that you were recruited!" Ashely cried, hugging me tightly, "Your songs are just that fabulous, they'd be crazy not to scout you out." The large smile she bore harbor end a small layer of sadness. I hugged her tight, clutching a bit of her shirt. I was going to leave soon; I knew this and so did she. My best friend since I was able to talk, the one who's been by my side through thick and thin was going to be disconnected for years. The possibility that we would never see each other again or in the years I would be gone she would've long forgotten me.
"Ashe... I'm going to miss you, so much..." I croaked out, my voice beginning to break a bit. It was funny how such an excitable thing could easily be turned into something so depressing. "You've been my partner in crime for as long as I could remember and..." Tears began to sting my eyes, threatening to spill over and cascade down my face. "I-I probably wouldn't have gotten this without your encouragement or faith... I-I wish I could take you with me..." I could feel Ashely's hold on me tighten as well, her hand stroking my hair gently.
"I do too..." She breathed out after a while, pausing for a moment. "But, we'll always be the best of friends, no force in the world will be able to change that fact." Ashely pulled away, pressing her forehead against mine, giving me a large smile. "I promise to never forget you as long as you do the same, alright?" Holding up her right pinky finger, she waggled it a bit, waiting for my own. I hesitated a bit but I brought my pinky an wrapped it tightly around her own.
"I promise and should I ever forget, you can make me swallow a thousand needles." We sang simultaneously, housing our conjoined hands as we did so before releasing and laughing at the rather heinous punishment.
"Besides, it's not like we'll ever forget since we have these y'know?" She held up a bronze locket that hung around her neck which matched a gold one hanging around my own. It was her birthday present to me a couple years back as a sign of our friendship. The picture inside was a photo taken by our parents when we had entered first grade: it was weird seeing ourselves when we were so small.
"Yeah, you're right..." I hastily began drying my tears with the sleeve of my shirt though they had long stopped by now. "I'm really glad to have known you all these years and the years to come... honestly." Letting out a small sigh, I ran a hand trough my flaxen locks. Glancing around my room made me realize just how much packing I needed to do granted I was to leave in two days. "I should probably start packing... ugh. This sucks.
Ashely let out a small laugh, placing a hand on her hips. "Would you like some help? I'm sure if we do it together you'll be done in no time. I don't have anything important going on today so why not." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at this.
"Nothing important?" I asked, throwing a pillow at her. "I'm sure the summer assignments you have to do for all those IB courses you're taking say otherwise." She caught the pillow before eliciting a groan. She sat down on the floor, clutching the pillow in her arms.
"Don't remind me. When you're gone who's gonna help me study? You're my sacred cheat sheet." Ashely got on one knee, grabbing my hand. "Baby don't go. I was such a fool..." I couldn't resist diving into a fit of laughter.
"You are too much. Go do your homework before it's too late." I shooed her, waving my hand a bit as I reclaimed my pillow. She feigned a hurt expression before leaving, mentioning she'd call me later in case I changed my mind. Letting a small yawn escape my lips, I plopped down on my bed, letting the different stuffed animals I collected over the years fall off the bed. Staring at the ceiling I began to realize I was truly leaving everything behind. My home and my supportive family, I'd even miss the cracks along my ceiling despite how unattractive it looked. I rolled on my side, clutching a stuffed rabbit my father won me when I was five.
I don't want to go...
"I couldn't help but feel that way seeing as how this was where I grew up, where I was brought into this world. Nonetheless, I would have to leave eventually if I wanted to make a name for myself and have a substantial living. My parents drilled that in my head to focus solely on the effects of now in my future and it's gotten me here, regretting that piece of advice. Then again, they'd probably be aggravated with me for giving up such an opportunity. Another sigh escaped, adding to the depression I was feeling. I held up the rabbit to my face, staring at it closely.
"What do you think I should do Becca?" I inquired, seeking guidance from the rabbit much like I would do when I was younger. Of course, there was no response to my question as I looked like a fool talking to this doll. Nonetheless, I pulled myself up and began packing my clothes. In the envelope there were several pictures of the campus, one of which had an indoor pool. With that in mind I decided to toss in a few swimsuits as well as a blanket my grandmother knitted for me. I opted to take Becca as well, figuring another fragment of home would be a good thing to take with me as well. Strangely enough, packing only took the good portion of an hour and I spent the rest of the time staring at the ceiling. Hours passed and I hadn't moved from the spot, trying to envision the new life to come but several forms of doubt came as I did so.
What if I couldn't make any friends? What if I can't adapt to the environment? What if I can't meet their expectations of me? With each question, my own doubts of my capabilities rose causing a pit to form in my stomach. Doubt soon began to blossom into fear as my own imagination proceeded to spiral out of control. Eventually, I fell into a frightful sleep as nightmares plagued my mind for the entirety of the night. Soon, morning came and I ended up spending the day with friends at the mall, purchasing random objects as an attempt to have a keepsake of our time together. I managed to muster up a smile throughout the day as their kind attempts meant a lot to me were futile nonetheless. When I arrived back home, I headed straight to my room to plop on the bed to sleep the rest of the day away. Tomorrow was the day I was leaving and I was not looking forward to it at all. Nightmares continued to plague my mind as the night went on. I woke up multiple times during the night and found it rather difficult to head back into a deep sleep. Morning arrived eventually much to my dismay and my mother had prepared a rather large breakfast.
"We're so proud of you honey," my mother cooed, pulling me into a suffocating hug. I felt extremely uncomfortable under her grip but I returned the hug regardless. She was my mother after all. "Your father would've been here to see you off but he got called in for work at the office last night so..."
"No, it's perfectly alright. I'll make sure to call him before I get on my flight, no worries." I assured her, forcing the most sincere smile I could. My stomach let out a loud growl as the smell of chocolate chip pancakes and bacon wafted in and out of my nose.
"Sounds like you're starving. Go ahead and eat, I made plenty enough for you." Giving me a light peck on the cheek, she maneuvered out of the kitchen to finish getting ready for her own job. I certainly would miss my mother's cooking, it gives me a nice warm and homey feeling with every bite I take. In haste to appease my roaring stomach, I scarfed down the hot cakes and bacon. I gulped down the glass of orange juice, not missing a beat before gathering my dishes and leaving them in the sink.
"I'm taking off mom!" I called out from the doorway before jogging down the driveway. I made my way down the street where the local bus made it's stop around this time on a daily basis. I stood there for a good fifteen minutes, shivering in the frigid cold before the bus decided to show up. Boarding it felt as though I was in some disturbing horror movie. It was eerily void of any passengers save for a two or three people. A nervous smile tugged at my lips as made my way towards the back I the bus, easing into a seat. I hadn't noticed another passenger in the seat across from mine and attempted to give them a friendly were wearing some heavy trench coat that made them look rather suspicious but I'm not one who's quick to judge.
"Hello," I greeted but received nothing in response. Dejected, I folded my hands in my lap as my worries came back to me. What if my first meeting with someone went just like this? I felt myself tighten my hands and swing my legs a bit in response to this thought. I opted to stare out the window, watching the city landscape pass by as the bus creaked and made its way towards the airport. I took out my phone as well as a pair of earphones and leaned against the window, enjoying my favorite playlist as I waited for the bus to arrive at my stop. I sang along to my most played song; She's All That by Hollywood Ending. Honestly speaking, their music was what inspired me to start writing my own songs. I've wanted to be able to impart my own feelings or connect with others' emotions through my lyrics. It gave me a light feeling with every word I write as each one embodies a piece of myself and my feelings... I wonder, is songwriting really that amazing if a talent...? Meh.
"At some point, I had dozed off into an actually peaceful sleep until I was shaken awake by someone. I opened my eyes to find a pair of gloomy red ones staring at me. Red... I wondered if they were contacts. Color coarctation were pretty popular after all but I wouldn't pick something as... eerie as red...
"Your stop... It's the airport, right?" From the sound of their voice they sounded like a boy, probably older than me. It was raspy, almost as if they hadn't been drinking water or they've been smoking too much. Either way, I nodded my head, averting my eyes as I felt as though I had been staring for way too long. "You better get off then... The bus is going to leave."
"A-Ah right!" The graveness of the situation finally dawned on me. It'd take forever for me get back here by bus and by then my flight would've gone. "Thank you so much!" I quickly grabbed my suitcase, well pulled and dragged, before darting down the aisle and hopping off the bus. With my suitcase rolling behind me I headed straight inside the airport but before I could even enter, my vision began to fade away. I could feel someone behind me and the scent of a strange odor before I blacked out...
The strange sound of something tapping against something filled my wars. I could feel myself frowning a bit as I turned on my side, attempting to block out the noise and continue my sleep but the sound persisted. Actually, it began to grow louder and it frustrated me. My eyes snapped open and I was greeted by the sight of a purple wall. It was a rather pretty color but it was strange... I held no recollection of any place adorning such a color...
"Where... am I...?" I muttered, the sound of my own voice surprising me. Wait, surprising me? Why would that be such a strange thing to hear... "This... this is strange... Beyond it maybe..." My head had a throbbing dull ache to it as I looked around. It was a fairly large room I was located in. A large fireplace sat across from me and next to it was a rack containing tools to tend to the fire. There was also a canister with handles sticking out of it. My curiosity got the better of me and I moved to inspect it, pulling one out only to fun it was a fencing blade. "Better not mess with that..." I muttered, sliding it back in its spot. Three large windows mounted against the wall and what looked like rain was pounding against the glass. Well, that explained the annoying sound I heard. I tried to peer out it but it was so dark I couldn't see a thing.
"Ugh... what am I doing here...?" I muttered running a hand through my hair. Huh, so I have pretty long hair, don't i? ...That's not something I shouldn't have known. This was getting weirder. I had no idea where I was and I was beginning to find things out about myself that I didn't even know...? My breathing started to get faster as panic nestled in my body. My hand clutched my head as I attempted to draw up some sort of memory about myself but I found nothing. Not even my family, friends why I do or even my name...
"Who... who am I...?"
Hello! Thank you for taking the time to venture into my little SYOC. I have large plans for this story and I do require OCs. Just a small note before you decide to submit. I require a large amount of detail for the characters as I would like to be able to properly understand them and write them as you view them. I would also like a diverse set of characters as well so make sure you make yours unique! There are sixteen open slots; 9 males and 8 females. The list will be updated frequently on my profile so be sure to check and see if there's any slots for the character you'd like to submit! Also my apologies if this seemed a bit... bland. v.v I'm not extremely experienced with writing yet but please try to bear with me!
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