Okay, I really excited about writing this story, I've had this idea for ages...anyway, this is my attempt at writing long chapters...please review! :)

IN THE FUTURE

Will picked up his bow. He nocked the arrow, his eyes on the target...he pulled back, and watched as the arrow hit the center of the bull's-eye. A perfect shot. Then, he felt a tingling sensation a he felt himself being sucked in through the target...he shut his eyes...he was about to hit the arrow's fletching, but he went right through the target instead...he kept his eyes firmly shut. He had no idea what was happening...

Will hit the hard ground. He seemed to fallen out of the sky. He was in a small hallway, the ground was marble, and the walls were some kind of white brick-like substance. There were lights in the ceiling, making the dim hallway shine. Along the walls, there were wooden doors. Each had a number carved on it. Large glass windows were on Will's left and right. Will got up and brushed the dirt off his cloak. He still had his bow clutched tightly in his hand, but the arrow quiver was gone. Where in the world was he? He'd never seen a place like this before. Will knew he was nowhere near Araluen. He curiously walked to a door labeled 23 and turned the knob.

He entered a dimly lit room, that looked just like the hallway except there were numerous desks in the room. At the front of the room there was a black board-like thing, on which an elderly man dressed in a black suit was writing on. He was writing with a tiny white thing. It looked...powdery. Will surveyed the rest of the room. Posters and drawings hung on the wall, a trash bin stood by the door, and spare writing tools, scissors, and numerous things were placed in the room. There were also younger people sitting at the desks, writing tools in their hands, scribbling on white parchment.

All eyes were on him now. The youngsters stared at him with curious eyes, their mouths open and attention completely off of their teacher.

"Erm..." Will said stupidly. "I was...um...looking for the...um...restroom..."

The teacher looked up from the black board-like thing on which he'd been writing some numbers and letters. "The restroom?" He peered over his spectacles and frowned. "It's just down the hall, turn left and you'll see it. Please knock before you enter!" The teacher returned to the board, unaware that the students were still gazing intently at Will. One of the kids shouted, "Dude! Your cloak is epic...where'd you get it? Is it from Abercrombie and Fitch? 'Cause I totally need one..."

The students around him grinned and nodded, gazing curiously at Will's green-gray cloak. Then one of the girls shrieked. "He's got a bow! He's going to kill us, run for your lives!" The girl jumped out of her seat and raced around the room, screaming "HELP! HELP! HELP!"

Will hastily put his bow out of view. He saw the teacher's disapproving glare, and shut the door quickly. Where the devil was he?

He made a dash for the restroom and hid in one of the stalls. Why were the children wearing those peculiar clothing items? Why did the teacher look at him like he was foreign? How did he get here? How was he going to get back? Where were Gilan and Halt and Alyss and everybody else? Was he the only Araluen here?

Then, remembering that there was no one to answer his questions, Will sighed. He had to get out of here. But how? Will exited the bathroom and explored the building, trying to find a small storage area. Finally, he found the Janitor's closet (of course, Will didn't know it was already used for something else) and put his bow in the corner. He took off his cloak, folded it, and put it with his bow. Then he closed the door, and headed down the hallway in which he'd appeared earlier. All of the sudden, a woman's head poked out of a door to Will's left. The woman frowned disapprovingly.

"Cubby! There you are, boy...what took you so long? All I did was send you to the office and you spent twelve minutes...What are you waiting for? Get in here! I haven't got all day!" the woman said, glaring over her pink glasses.

Will did not move. "Er...pardon me, who's Cubby?" he said slowly, turning around to see if she'd been talking to someone else.

The woman looked surprised. "Why, you, of course! What's gotten into you lately? Yesterday you forget where the lunchroom was, today you forget your name...WELL, GET IN HERE! ARE YOU FROZEN OR SOMETHING?" the woman shouted.

"But my name isn't Cubby, it's—" Will said, but the woman cut him off.

"OH, FOR GOD'S SAKE! JUST GET IN HERE!" the woman shouted loudly, making Will jump. Will obediently moved and entered the room.

The room was just like the other that he'd entered earlier, except there were different posters on the walls and the desks were arranged differently. Also, the kids in the room seemed older and more mature. They were all about Will's age. Most of them were staring at Will like he was paranoid. One boy smirked and whispered something to the boy next to him. They both burst out laughing.

Will uncomfortably stood there, unsure of what to do. The teacher frowned again. "You definitely have short-term memory, Cubby, I reckon you should go see a therapist..." Several kids laughed. "...you sit over there." She pointed to a desk at the back of the room. Will sat down, still eyeing the two laughing boys dangerously. They looked just like Bryn and Jerome from the Battleschool...he felt an urge to get up and punch them...yet the way the teacher spoke and looked at him made him feel that there would be circumstances if he did that.

Will absently began to doze off, dreaming of returning to Araluen and telling Gilan about being called the ridiculous name "Cubby"...

He jumped from his seat. A loud bell was ringing in his ears, and all the students were getting up and filing out the room. Will followed a red-haired boy out the room, and stopped. What was he supposed to do now? Will tapped the red-haired boy on the back. The boy turned. "What?" he said, looking annoyed.

"Where do we go now?" Will asked. He hoped it was lunchtime; he was starving...

The boy frowned. "No wonder the teacher thinks you're stupid, you can't even remember your schedule! You go to gym now, Cubby! In case you haven't got the brains to remember where that is, it's over there!" The boy pointed down the hall to large double doors. Then the boy hurried off. Will glared at the boy's back. Was everyone so rude here?

Will followed a group of people to the double-doors at the end of the hall. Will noticed that the boys who'd laughed at him earlier were in his group. The apprentice Ranger (now without his cloak, so he looked like an ordinary student) entered the gymnasium.

Will hoped things wouldn't be so bad here.