"How much do you know about me, exactly?" The hooded teenager sat on a cushioned chair with his back to his companion, Grya.
"I know just about everything about you. We've been friends since we were children, right?" Grya drilled a hole in his desk with a pencil, as she eagerly waited for a response. Grya had met him when she was 5-years-old, she found him sitting on her rooftop in the thick of the night. Only the stars and the moon were visible. She had seen him before, he wore a black cloak with a hood, and a mask. He was a runner, he stole things for money, but not by choice. He did it because it was necessary to his survival, he was an orphan.
"Mm.. I suppose. Though, you treated me different than all of the other boys, your fanbase, I remember when you met up with.. what was his name again? Charles, I believe." The teenager removed his hood and stood up from his chair, then marched over to the desk. Long, white hair swept over his head. Grya stared into his light grey eyes and listened. "I remember, when he punched me in the face, for saying something to him, and you just stood there. You just stood there with your eyes locked onto his, I could see the lust, the urges to remove your clothing in front of him. Also, I do not appreciate my items being destroyed, remove your pencil from my desk." His voice was like any other teenagers, somewhat deep, and somewhat high. Grya hung her head and replayed her memories in her head. She felt bad when she had done, when she had her business with that Charles, and he had started beating her, it would've been happening today, if he hadn't stepped in and set off the burglar alarm, and bought her time to run away.
"So, why don't you fucking tell me, are we ACTUALLY friends, or are you just here to be a burden?" He slammed his fist on the desk and waited. "I-I.. guess not.." Grya removed her pencil from her desk and looked up at him, with eyes full of tears. "Then get the hell out of my sight, go play with your boy toys, and do not return." He pointed the door and waited for her to leave. As soon as she left, he collapsed in his chair and looked at his message from an unknown sender, on his scroll.
Ryan Carman,
Congratulations! You've been accepted into the most prestigious academies in the world, your Airship will be arriving at 8:00 AM, and leaving at 10:00 AM, on Saturday, March 3'rd, 2012. Once again, congratulations on being accepted, we hope your stay will be pleasing, and you are satisfied with your team and classes, both of which will be assigned when you arrive.
Ryan put down his scroll and rubbed his brow. How long had he been up for? 3 nights? He got up from his chair and pulled up his hood and mask, and grabbed his weapons, a small Knife which he called "Honor" and a Crossbow, called "Fate", tucked them away in his cloak, and walked off into the dark.
8 Hours later..
3 girls screamed at each other in the corner of the dark room, where everyone was trying to go to sleep, Ryan included. Something about health hazards and exploding? He cared not, majority vote, and he'd assumed that everyone wanted them to shut up. He got up from his sleeping bag and pulled down his mask, fixed his pajamas, which were just some black and white shorts and a grey t-shirt, then walked towards the 3 girls.
"What's your problem with my sister?!"
The blonde was cut off as an arm and and wrapped around her waist and carried her off to her sleeping bag, she kicked and punched and flailed, which made Ryan squeeze her harder to keep her in his grasp. Finally, he reached her sleeping bag, he put her in the sleeping bag and threw the covers over her, then leaned in, so they were only 3 centimeters away, face to face, and put a finger over his mask, then walked back to the corner. The two girls were still yelling at each other, the redhead was calling out for her sister, while the princess was talking about respect and not killing her. He did the same thing for the princess, cupped a hand around her waist and carried her off into the darkness, she punched and kicked as well.
"What is this?! Everyone can see my underwear! Put me down, now!" She punched Ryan in the chest, as he looked down at her and pierced her eyes with his gaze. "Gladly." He lifted her up over his head and threw her into the darkness, making a loud thump, followed by quite a few "Hey!"s. The redhead could find her way back to her bag, so he didn't need to do the same thing to her. Ryan walked in the darkness until he hit the unmanned corner, and slipped into his sleeping bag, and drifted off into his slumber.
First chapter, complete! Yay! Next chapter coming soon!
