p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Dear diary, It happened again today... I don't understand how it happens, all I know is that it has been getting worse. I almost killed someone today. My arm randomly turned into a weapon, some kind of rectangle box with two smaller ones close to my shoulder almost like a cross. Its shape is still unclear, all I know is that this doesn't seem natural. Not only that but this 'secret' is becoming harder and harder to hide. There are some days that I have to make several trips around my block just to make sure no one is following me. That is the last thing I need, someone snooping around. I have heard about this school, apparently there are a lot of other kids just like me that have had this problem. They go there and they learn to control this... whatever it is. I dare not tell my parents heaven only knows how they would react. I think I just may look into this school... alone. I will keep you informed. PS. Happy New Year, January 1st, 2015/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" I close my diary and look out the window. The sun is shining brightly outside, a few clouds are scattered across the sky, a cool breeze sends a chilling reminder that it is still winter. I hide my dairy in a secret compartment in my desk for safe keeping. Thinking for a moment I wondered, is it weird to keep a diary? After all I am 15 going on 16 and I am a guy. Sure girls keep a diary until who knows when but a guy? Meh, who am I kidding it wasn't like anyone would find out anyways. Suddenly there were loud knocks coming from the front door, I stayed in my room and let my parents answer the door. Placing my ear against the door I tried to see if I could hear anything./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The door opens and from the sounds of it there are two men standing in the doorway. "Yes hello, I am from the sheriff's office. Does an Augustine live at this residence?" I hear one of the men say. "Y-yes, can I ask what this is about?" My mother asks, her voice quivering. "I am afraid I can't give you that information." The man replies. "Wait a minute, you come to our house... ask about our son... and you won't even tell us what's going on? I think we have the right to know." My father demanded. A silence falls upon the house shortly after my dad spoke. br /br /Suddenly the sound of shuffling feet breaks the silence, the sound was getting louder and louder. I rush to my desk and grab my dairy, my mind was racing. Unaware of what was going on my mind seemed to act in the fight or flight response, my mind decided flight. My door handle was rattling, I had locked it after hearing the strange shuffling. With my window being the only escape route I had, barely enough room to get out of it without the fear coursing through my body. My legs and feet seemed to have a mind of their own. I started running to the/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"window jumping onto my bed and straight towards my window. It wasn't until this exact moment in midair everything seemed to happen in slow motion. My mind was racing faster now which in the heat of the moment actually caught up with reality. It decided to let me in on a few things that were happening. First, my door burst open just as my feet left the bed, second my dairy was barely clenched in my hand as I hurled towards the window. Last but not least... my window was closed... Just as time seemed to have stopped I crashed through my window glass rushing by as I landed on the ground. Without thinking twice I jump up and start running away from the house as fast as I could. Not stopping once to look back I didn't want to take the chance that I would either trip and fall, learn that they were closing in on me. During this time it didn't even dawn on me how much pain I was in. My adrenaline was pumping so hard pain was non-existent./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" I ran until I could not move, at which point the adrenaline that kept me moving was gone and all the pain that was pushed aside rushed in all at once. Just before collapsing, something caught my attention from the corner of my eye. A group of people dressed in a strange outfit. Almost soldier like gear on, some of them had a rifle and others had shields. A man walks straight through the center of the group and aims his gun at me. "The world doesn't have anymore room for people like you..." He pulls the trigger, and in that split second from the moment he pulled the trigger my arm formed into the strange weapon again and deflected the bullet. br /br / The deflected bullet strikes a window shattering it, this caught the attention of bystanders in the street. I then noticed a strange black cat was watching the whole thing, after a moment or two it started making its way towards me. I didn't have the energy to shoo it away in the condition I was in. The cat made its way to my feet, it sat down and meowed. It scratched its head with its hind leg and jingled a small collar that was around its neck. A small pumpkin was visible hanging from the collar. I managed to force a small smile as I thought about the pumpkin and how it was January. The cat then turns its head and looks at the men, I wanted to move but when my arm transformed it used the rest of the energy I had trying to keep my self conscious and I blacked out./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The smell of something burning filled the air, it was enough to snap me awake. I try to look around but everything seems blurry. The only things that I could make out in the room was the couch I was laying on and a light coming from what I could only assume was the kitchen. Questions being filling my mind, where am I... How did I get here... Who were those people... what happened to my parents Where is my... Just then a voice rang out. br /br /"Oh, you're awake... I made some fish." A tall slender woman wearing a tall cone shaped hat the curled at the top, purple short shorts and a small purple shirt that revealed her entire belly. She smiles holding a tray with something that looked like a brick of charcoal in the shape of a fish. "I made a bunch and they look yummy!" The smell alone was enough to not want to eat them. "Is it okay if I... eat some later?" I ask nervously not knowing how she would react. "Okay." She says with a smile as she sets the tray down on the table. br /br /"Wh—where am I and who are you?" The woman bounces over excitedly. "Well lets see... you collapsed in the street and I didn't think that was a good place to fall asleep. Trust me I know this for a fact, so I brought you to my house. I figured you might be hungry so I made food." She smiles and looks at me again. "Oh how silly of me. My name is Blair. Now who are you?" br /br / Things had become much clearer now and looking around again I could see a large bookcase full of books, a and a desk off in the corner of the room. A poster hung on the wall and upon closer inspection it showed a massive set of stairs going up to a building that strangely enough had burning candles on it. I look back at Blair who I then realized was still waiting on a response from me. "My name is... Augustine..." She tilts her head with a look of slight confusion. "Isn't that a girls name?" Unintentionally I snap back, "No it's not... it just isn't a common name.." br /br /A few quick moments I realize that my tone was harsh and now feeling horrible I try to take it back. "Sorry, I'm sorry... it wouldn't be the first time some teased me of my name." Blair places her hand on my shoulder. "I wasn't trying to make fun of you, you're right its just unique." Looking back at the poster I point at it and ask. "What is that?" She looks over and sees the poster I'm pointing at. "Oh that? That's the DWMA, Death Weapon Miester Academy." My eyes grow wide after hearing what it was. "How close are we from that place?" Blair leans back and moves a curtain to the side without getting up. Outside the window, right down the street sat the grand staircase leading up straight up. I nearly jumped off the couch and rushed over to the window. There it was, the place I was going to look into, the very place that I may be able to finally get some answers as to what was going on./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The questions that I had from before still swirled in my mind but as the day grew on more questions began to fill my mind. What do I do now? I am so close to getting what I wanted to know but at the same time I still don't know what happened with my parents. Do I go back and see what became of them... Just the thought of all the questions that did not have answers made me dizzy. I closed my eyes and sat down on the couch. Blair had gone and taken a bath and left me in the living room. br /br /Strange how friendly she was and yet I was a total stranger to her as she was to me. I heard a noise to my right and there stood Blair wrapped in nothing but a towel. "Ahh that was a nice refreshing bath... kinda lonely though..." She winked and I could feel my face turn red. Thinking quickly to try and change the subject I asked the first thing that came to my mind. "You live alone?" What kind of question was that? Do you live alone... did that make me sound interested in wanting to have a bath with her?/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" To my surprise she responded as if it wasn't a big deal. "No my scythey boy and his partner live here too." Scythey boy... What did she mean by that? "Oh Blair I have been meaning to ask you something... You said you seen me laying in the street... Did you also see a small black cat?" She looks over at me and smiles. "Did it look like..." Just then a puff of smoke filled the area she was standing in. The towel hits the floor and the smoke clears, a small black cat now sat on top of the towel. "...this?" I leap off the couch and take a few steps back. "How... what?" My eyes were widened trying to understand what I had just seen. br /br /"Are... are you a witch?" Blair jumps onto the couch and sits on the armrest. "Nope, I am just a cat with a ridiculous amount of power." My mouth falls open. "You can talk in cat form too?" She licks her paw and brushes her face. "Can't they all?" I slowly shake my head. "Not that I know of.." After calming down and taking in everything I had just been through, I had realized that stuff like this is normal here./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" I close my diary and look out the window. The sun is shining brightly outside, a few clouds are scattered across the sky, a cool breeze sends a chilling reminder that it is still winter. I hide my dairy in a secret compartment in my desk for safe keeping. Thinking for a moment I wondered, is it weird to keep a diary? After all I am 15 going on 16 and I am a guy. Sure girls keep a diary until who knows when but a guy? Meh, who am I kidding it wasn't like anyone would find out anyways. Suddenly there were loud knocks coming from the front door, I stayed in my room and let my parents answer the door. Placing my ear against the door I tried to see if I could hear anything./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The door opens and from the sounds of it there are two men standing in the doorway. "Yes hello, I am from the sheriff's office. Does an Augustine live at this residence?" I hear one of the men say. "Y-yes, can I ask what this is about?" My mother asks, her voice quivering. "I am afraid I can't give you that information." The man replies. "Wait a minute, you come to our house... ask about our son... and you won't even tell us what's going on? I think we have the right to know." My father demanded. A silence falls upon the house shortly after my dad spoke. br /br /Suddenly the sound of shuffling feet breaks the silence, the sound was getting louder and louder. I rush to my desk and grab my dairy, my mind was racing. Unaware of what was going on my mind seemed to act in the fight or flight response, my mind decided flight. My door handle was rattling, I had locked it after hearing the strange shuffling. With my window being the only escape route I had, barely enough room to get out of it without the fear coursing through my body. My legs and feet seemed to have a mind of their own. I started running to the/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"window jumping onto my bed and straight towards my window. It wasn't until this exact moment in midair everything seemed to happen in slow motion. My mind was racing faster now which in the heat of the moment actually caught up with reality. It decided to let me in on a few things that were happening. First, my door burst open just as my feet left the bed, second my dairy was barely clenched in my hand as I hurled towards the window. Last but not least... my window was closed... Just as time seemed to have stopped I crashed through my window glass rushing by as I landed on the ground. Without thinking twice I jump up and start running away from the house as fast as I could. Not stopping once to look back I didn't want to take the chance that I would either trip and fall, learn that they were closing in on me. During this time it didn't even dawn on me how much pain I was in. My adrenaline was pumping so hard pain was non-existent./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" I ran until I could not move, at which point the adrenaline that kept me moving was gone and all the pain that was pushed aside rushed in all at once. Just before collapsing, something caught my attention from the corner of my eye. A group of people dressed in a strange outfit. Almost soldier like gear on, some of them had a rifle and others had shields. A man walks straight through the center of the group and aims his gun at me. "The world doesn't have anymore room for people like you..." He pulls the trigger, and in that split second from the moment he pulled the trigger my arm formed into the strange weapon again and deflected the bullet. br /br / The deflected bullet strikes a window shattering it, this caught the attention of bystanders in the street. I then noticed a strange black cat was watching the whole thing, after a moment or two it started making its way towards me. I didn't have the energy to shoo it away in the condition I was in. The cat made its way to my feet, it sat down and meowed. It scratched its head with its hind leg and jingled a small collar that was around its neck. A small pumpkin was visible hanging from the collar. I managed to force a small smile as I thought about the pumpkin and how it was January. The cat then turns its head and looks at the men, I wanted to move but when my arm transformed it used the rest of the energy I had trying to keep my self conscious and I blacked out./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The smell of something burning filled the air, it was enough to snap me awake. I try to look around but everything seems blurry. The only things that I could make out in the room was the couch I was laying on and a light coming from what I could only assume was the kitchen. Questions being filling my mind, where am I... How did I get here... Who were those people... what happened to my parents Where is my... Just then a voice rang out. br /br /"Oh, you're awake... I made some fish." A tall slender woman wearing a tall cone shaped hat the curled at the top, purple short shorts and a small purple shirt that revealed her entire belly. She smiles holding a tray with something that looked like a brick of charcoal in the shape of a fish. "I made a bunch and they look yummy!" The smell alone was enough to not want to eat them. "Is it okay if I... eat some later?" I ask nervously not knowing how she would react. "Okay." She says with a smile as she sets the tray down on the table. br /br /"Wh—where am I and who are you?" The woman bounces over excitedly. "Well lets see... you collapsed in the street and I didn't think that was a good place to fall asleep. Trust me I know this for a fact, so I brought you to my house. I figured you might be hungry so I made food." She smiles and looks at me again. "Oh how silly of me. My name is Blair. Now who are you?" br /br / Things had become much clearer now and looking around again I could see a large bookcase full of books, a and a desk off in the corner of the room. A poster hung on the wall and upon closer inspection it showed a massive set of stairs going up to a building that strangely enough had burning candles on it. I look back at Blair who I then realized was still waiting on a response from me. "My name is... Augustine..." She tilts her head with a look of slight confusion. "Isn't that a girls name?" Unintentionally I snap back, "No it's not... it just isn't a common name.." br /br /A few quick moments I realize that my tone was harsh and now feeling horrible I try to take it back. "Sorry, I'm sorry... it wouldn't be the first time some teased me of my name." Blair places her hand on my shoulder. "I wasn't trying to make fun of you, you're right its just unique." Looking back at the poster I point at it and ask. "What is that?" She looks over and sees the poster I'm pointing at. "Oh that? That's the DWMA, Death Weapon Miester Academy." My eyes grow wide after hearing what it was. "How close are we from that place?" Blair leans back and moves a curtain to the side without getting up. Outside the window, right down the street sat the grand staircase leading up straight up. I nearly jumped off the couch and rushed over to the window. There it was, the place I was going to look into, the very place that I may be able to finally get some answers as to what was going on./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The questions that I had from before still swirled in my mind but as the day grew on more questions began to fill my mind. What do I do now? I am so close to getting what I wanted to know but at the same time I still don't know what happened with my parents. Do I go back and see what became of them... Just the thought of all the questions that did not have answers made me dizzy. I closed my eyes and sat down on the couch. Blair had gone and taken a bath and left me in the living room. br /br /Strange how friendly she was and yet I was a total stranger to her as she was to me. I heard a noise to my right and there stood Blair wrapped in nothing but a towel. "Ahh that was a nice refreshing bath... kinda lonely though..." She winked and I could feel my face turn red. Thinking quickly to try and change the subject I asked the first thing that came to my mind. "You live alone?" What kind of question was that? Do you live alone... did that make me sound interested in wanting to have a bath with her?/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" To my surprise she responded as if it wasn't a big deal. "No my scythey boy and his partner live here too." Scythey boy... What did she mean by that? "Oh Blair I have been meaning to ask you something... You said you seen me laying in the street... Did you also see a small black cat?" She looks over at me and smiles. "Did it look like..." Just then a puff of smoke filled the area she was standing in. The towel hits the floor and the smoke clears, a small black cat now sat on top of the towel. "...this?" I leap off the couch and take a few steps back. "How... what?" My eyes were widened trying to understand what I had just seen. br /br /"Are... are you a witch?" Blair jumps onto the couch and sits on the armrest. "Nope, I am just a cat with a ridiculous amount of power." My mouth falls open. "You can talk in cat form too?" She licks her paw and brushes her face. "Can't they all?" I slowly shake my head. "Not that I know of.." After calming down and taking in everything I had just been through, I had realized that stuff like this is normal here./p
