Hey guys.

I've been out of writing for a long time now. I wrote a couple of chapters for a few stories about a year ago and I deleted them for apparently no reason now that I think about it.

But you guys are here for a story so I'll provide as best I can. I'm always looking to improve, no matter the field the improvement is in, so I'm always looking for tips and advice.

Note that this plot is mainly my idea so feel free to pitch ideas for the story itself but try not to say things that are out of proportion. Like introducing the sacred realm into a purely normal life story, for example.

Disclaimer: Yeah this 17 yo kid owns all rights to loz. Come on guys I don't own it. Except the plot and characters I pitch in.

What could of easily been a warm, sunny day on the countryside was easily put down by the dark, gray clouds that threatened to encroach upon it. The gray masses slowly made their way over the expanses of the small town below it. There was no thunder to be heard or lightning to be seen but the day was no less dreary and ready to unleash rain upon the land.

Despite the obvious warnings of rainfall a young man, no more than 17 years of age, walked calmly down a sidewalk. He wore a simple garb of a dark green t-shirt and light jeans. Disturbing clothing for such weather but the young man couldn't care less.

A group of teenagers walked ahead of him talking of pointless gossip and new trends that caught their attentions. A smile crossed his face as he thought how trivial these people were. A simple fad, a new 'groove' as these people would call it. He mentally chuckled at the thought.

The smile was replaced by a frown. He thought of before 'it' happened. He might be the same. Carefree, naïve, facing the world with less demanding thoughts. No, these were not his to bargain. His was a different mindset. One he could not escape, but had to embrace without rejection or fear.

His name is Link and up to a couple months ago, these thoughts were something out of a story for children or a poem by an old scholar from a time before his. Before, this life was a dream, now, his old life seemed just as such.

Link was headed for the Castle Town Boarding School. It vacated the old castle that the town was named after. Since the time it was used to house a princess and her court, the town had grown from a cramped village to a sprawling metropolis. Usually only the most prestigious or well-connected were allowed to be educated here. Link was not so. Through a few dealings and a few false papers he was allowed to attend. On paper he was a model student with two parents that were powerful lawyers in the Ordona province. He was a fan of football and was perfect for the team. Not that the idea of playing on a great football team appealed to Link but it was perfect strength training for what was bound ahead.

It wasn't the idea of an education, sporting, or a social life that bound Link to this life but a mission. One he seldom thought about directly but will dictate his actions throughout the year. He was to blend in with these people. Look like a normal teen but with a flare that would get him connected to people so he could find something he was looking for. But that was a ways off. Open eyes and ears were all he could utilize for now.

Ten minutes of walking found himself at the drawbridge of the school. From the outside, save the banners and modern windows, it looked just like it did thousands of years ago. It was far more then up to date on the inside though as the classrooms were littered with technology that deceived the vintage façade.

Link looked around the schoolyard on the inside of the walls. He saw people all over talking with their friends and acquaintances. He knew he was going to have to become friends with these people in order to approach his goal.

A girl in a cheerleader's uniform walked past him and looked back at him. Link regarded the girl with no emotion as he was told to do. The girl turned and giggled, as if she had learned of a sensitive secret. Link raised an eyebrow as the girl walked away.

'The people here are far more confusing then I thought,' He regarded the rest of the schoolyard before heading to the front door. There was no reason to mingle yet. As it was he was nobody at the moment except on paper. He would have to slowly blend in.

The entrance hall had the school's shield symbol emblazoned on the floor. The room was circular in shape with the trophies that the various teams had won over the years in glass cases that surrounded the room. 4 hallways branched off from the room one having stairs that led to the upper levels.

Link looked down at the paper he pulled from his messenger's bag. He considered the standard backpack but found that it didn't carry his school items plus his 'gift' as easily as the bag did. The schedule said he was required to go to the English class that was on the 2nd floor first. Replacing the paper he walked off to the room he was required to go to.

After 30 seconds of walking his face met his palm. He should of asked where the room was before just walking off. The schedule only listed the room number and floor. That was not enough considering the size of the castle. He looked around quickly looking for a student or teacher, someone who could direct him to where he wanted to go. He spotted a young girl at a locker with deep red hair.

'Perfect' he thought as he went to the girl. He tapped on her shoulder to get her attention. She turned her head and a gasp escaped her lips. She stood their gawking at him. Link felt awkward at the attention but remembered his goal.

"Sorry to bother you miss, but could you direct me to room 276?" he asked her. She continued to gawk at Link but quickly realized that he asked her a question.

"Oh! It's… uh down that way. Last door on the right." She pointed the way I was supposed to go. But still stood with wide eyes.

I quickly thanked her and walked towards the room. I could feel her eyes on the back of my head as I walked away. They told me I had looks that could start wars but I didn't expect this much attention on the first day. Not that 2 girls could count as a lot of attention.

I stood before the room where my first class was to be held. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open ready for whatever was on the other side. Not that anyone can be ready for something like this.

So what did you guys think? Too much foreshadowing? Should I have introduced more elements of the story? Advice is appreciated. Flaming is not.

Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter I'll get around to writing more when I can.