Okay, I bet our little 'innocent praise' has given a dramatic beginning of my life.
She did? No surprise there. Professor or "Captain" Cathy likes to do that kind of stuff. Anyways, she's the Μεγαλκαθαρτοσ (Great Purifier) and I'm an orphan.
At least I thought I was. Back before my supernatural way of life, I was just a poor little kid changing from foster family to foster family.
My name is Eugene Orco and I used to live in a foster home for boys. My last home belonged to a drunkard poker player and a never-at-home supermodel who never let me go to school. For reasons if I get to educated I might kill them, which chances are 62/48 not fifty-fifty.
Finally, after the town set a policy all children aged 11-16 be in school, I was forced by my foster-mother to go to high school. I was fifteen and going to an all cost free, boarding school called Hippocrates Memorial High School.
How we even chose this one, it was destiny. One thing I've learned all the time I shouldn't be alive is there are no coincidences.
Next thing I knew, first thing in the morning I was shipped off to this mysterious high school. The bus' horn sounded and I got my stuff and went outside.
I was just about to board the bus when I looked back at the house. My foster dad was playing poker on the outdoor side-yard and drinking the bottle of rum in his hands. I sighed and shook my head slowly as I climbed each step of the vehicle.
Of course, it was just like them to ignore me and to not care on what's happening in my life. Still it was hurting that they would just go on with their normal lives not caring about me. No 'Good Luck!'s, 'Have a fun time!'s or 'Bye!'s. Nothing.
Half the part of my brain was thinking how sad I was, when the other half bust in and said, "Stop your moaning, you sound like a stupid cow. Moo, moo!".
As I sat down a seat while my mind was having a bad argument. "Well, you're not the king of the world. You're just a small, itty, bitty little part of a brain. And you won't become any kind of monarch either. Maybe you'll just turn into a sill pig saying 'Oink, oink!' for the rest of your life. And poor Eugene here will turn into a walking-talking-farm-dude-from-Vietnam."
I was so frustrated with this headache that I shouted "Be quiet!" out loud without noticing. I thought for sure I was busted, and in the first day of high school too. But nobody seemed to care, they just went on to what they were doing.
The person sitting next to me seemed to notice me. "Take this seat belt and buckle up. It's gonna be a long ride." I put the seat belt on and then the bus was shaking unusually.
The vehicle suddenly wasn't a bus. It was a giant...chariot. The chariot was big enough so that everyone on it fit perfectly. There were ruby edges on it and a golden surface and a purple background inside. The design was so incredible yet so familiar. I noticed my mouth was hanging open so I closed it.
Looking to the left, I saw the girl who talked to me earlier. "Hey, we haven't been properly introduced. I'm Eugene. Eugene Orco," I said, holding out my hand to her.
She merely closed her eyes briefly, with a slight nod. Then she opened her eyes and held her head high. "Sophia Pallasthy. Dedicated to Athena, Level 10 in καταδεσμοσ (binding magic). You?" she replied to my introduction. Apparently the look on my face was sheer confusion. "I don't understand, I'm" I began.
But she cut my sentence short and developed a more relaxed posture and modern accent. "New here. Don't worry, just stick with me. I'll help you around." The chariot came to a stop and the driver hollered, "Get out of the chariot people, there's still another batch coming up." The moment the last person got out, the chariot was out of sight.
Relative to what Sophia said, I followed wherever she went. She approached a large white gate and once the first person approached, it opened freely with no command. Sophia whispered into my ear, "Welcome to Hippocrates Memorial High School." I could her sniggering to herself at the name.