"This is your idea of fun, Conner?" My sister spoke to the side of us. Her long white hair cascaded down her shoulders and slipped off into her crossed arms. She wore the same frown she had on the day she was born, or so mother had told me. I smiled up at her with my ever present grin and she continued to frown a deep frown.
"What's wrong, sissy?" I asked her as Conner walked passed us into the brightly lit mansion. He crouched down and crawled over to the window with practiced stealth.
My sister spun around, her hair flying everywhere. "What's wrong? We're not supposed to be snooping around the priest's home first of all! And we are to be in our school right now! Not at our priest's house!"
I shrugged and turned around, but I could feel her smile behind me. I turned back to see her smile one of those smiles, like she knew something about me that I didn't.
She shook her head with eyes closed. "Well. . .I guess we won't be there for the surprise visit from the president. . ."
I instantly turned toward her. "What? Mephisto's going to be at our school today!" That was what she knew. She knew how much I loved our president of True Cross Academy, Mephisto Pheles. "Katsura!" I said again, but my sister walked away from me with her head up. Oh! She knew I was going to follow her no matter how hard I didn't want to. I looked back at Conner, but he was too preoccupied with whatever he was looking at. 'Forgive me Conner!' I screamed softly in my head.
I sprinted away from him toward my sister who turned around and said, "I knew you'd see it my way, Samantha."
I shook my head slightly and sighed. Suddenly, a hand was on mine, pulling me away from my sister, who glared at whoever was tugging me away. I looked up to see my brother, Conner. He was pulling me toward the school. I shook my head, completely baffled by this. Wasn't he the one who had brought me out here to snoop? Why was he now pulling me away? Had Katsura gotten to him?
Katsura snorted a rich girl snort and followed us, quickly looking over her shoulder. I stopped resisting my brother and let him pull me away from the mansion, which suddenly looked alive. The doors were now a sickly green color, and they had been pure frost a second ago. The windows held dark shadows with fangs and elongated claws, and the whole house had a venomous presence about it. "Conner?" I yelled as I finally found out what the things with long claws and fangs were.
Conner turned around as the mid level demon sliced his face. He went flying, dropping me on the ground. Katsura stood her stance and brought her hand up to her face with skill only a member of the Knights of the True Cross could have. She brought out a snow colored sword with silver swirls and lining around the whole this. I knew from experience that these silver linings were amazingly sharp and small enough to slice through the hardest metal. My finger had been the poor victim of one of these attacks. Katsura ran toward the demon and slid under its legs, bringing up the sword past her face. She flew out from the front of the demon, using her sword to stab the earth to hold her to the spot.
A second later, the demon split apart in two halves with blood shooting from everywhere. I closed my eyes as the blood splattered onto my clothes . . . But it never came. I opened my eyes to find a worn down umbrella in front of me. Instantly, my heart beat sky rocketed until I was sure everyone around me could hear it. I looked up to see Mephisto standing a few centimeters behind me. He leaned down and spoke softly into my ear. "What are you three doing out so late?" I swallowed hard and breathed deeply, trying to calm myself and my stupid heart. "We are here . . . to study?" He shook his head and stood up.
I breathed again, sitting down, watching him walk away from me to go to my brother. I looked up to find a boy placing a hand in front of me. I smiled and said thanks as I took his hand and stood up. The boy smiled back and I finally remembered him. He was the child prodigy of True Cross Academy, Yukio Okumura. "H-hello!" I squeaked. He smiled again as he walked away to where the president was. I blinked and looked down at my hands. Oh! They were glowing a light blue, with strange designs spreading from the fingertips to the wrist. The designs were white and looked a lot like an ancient writing I vaguely knew . . . What the hell! Why were my fingers glowing? And what writing was this anyway! I snapped my head up to see everyone staring at me. "What?" I asked, clearly confused to there reactions.
Mephisto took a step toward me and replied in a light tone, "Your face is glowing, Samantha."
I pressed my hands to my face and felt the little drawings. They felt a lot like something I knew, but I just couldn't figure out where from. The president stalked over to where I was and put his hand to my face. I instantly blushed a deep burgundy and shied away. His touch was warm and so light. I could imagine what it felt like to kiss him and hug him . . . maybe even lay next to him. He stepped closer to me and pressed his hands on either side of my face. "This looks interesting. Do you know where you're getting these from?"
I shook my head and lowered my eyelids to see what he would do. Oblivious to the flirting I was trying to show him, Mephisto continued to observe me. I felt like a student in love with a teacher. Hold on! This was technically a teacher and I was a student. Wow . . . this was the typical high school scene. I looked over at the others to see my sister glaring at me, and my brother looking sorry for me.
Mephisto picked up my hand and I suddenly felt an overwhelming power in my head. It was throbbing and I felt like I was going to explode. I fell to the ground and blacked out with Mephisto's touch still in my mind.