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Shadows In Light (Rewrite)

Chapter Two: The Amazingly Annoying Ghost

There was a second of pause, a second of weariness, but the call of a bed was too strong for me to resist. The door opened, and the room was not what I had envisioned. As soon as the room opened, a light turned on. It made the golden room shine. I thought at the time that no one could outdo my mother in her obsession with gold; it was proven wrong.

"Good night, Katy." I heard Cass say as I entered the room. Before I could say anything he disappeared. As to not sound insane, I said nothing, as I shut myself in. I felt a chill go up my spine, and I felt the need to investigate. There was no great cold in the room, in fact, it was a very comfortable temperature. There was no reason for the sudden chill. I looked around the room and there was something odd. In the far left corner, there was a human-sized mirror. What made it so odd was that Cass had said that his last linkee was male, and it was the color silver. I walked the short distance, and in that corner of the room, it was frozen. It felt like I was touching winter itself. I looked up and there was an inscription on the mirror top. "Tempus habet veram loquamini."

I didn't understand what it said, but I recognized the first word, tempus, which meant time. I then looked straight into the mirror and saw, not myself, but a boy with medium length blond hair, and green eyes. I stepped back when I saw him climb out of the mirror. It was odd seeing first a hand, then a foot, come out of a mirror and back at me. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared, but I didn't hide. I stood my ground, not knowing a single spell. When the boy exited the mirror, he looked at me with curiosity.

"So you're Katy?" he asked. I eyed him suspiciously.

"Yes. How do you know my name?"

"I cannot answer this. But, you do know of the prophecy, correct?

"What prophecy?" I asked quickly before I could possibly think of something better. He looked at me and smiled.

"You really do know nothing," he said, then seemed to melt back into the mirror; leaving me to stare at myself. I still had my dark auburn hair, semi-pale skin, and dark blue eyes. There was no makeup nor the clothes I wore before. The coldness seemed to disappear. I touched the mirror and it felt just like a normal mirror. At that second I decided to climb into the bed that was on the other side of the room. The bed was warm and soft; I fell asleep much faster than I thought I would.

When I awoke, I was prepared to be in the room on Earth, not the golden room. It was then, at that second, the reality hit. I was no longer on Earth, there was such a thing as magic, my mother was a wizard, I was a wizard, I was living with. . . Cass, and there was a prophecy. I wasn't sure at the time that there was a prophecy, I thought, because I was so tired, it was partially apart of my imagination. I sighed and hoped that there was clothing in the nightstand. To my surprise there were; they were white robes that went to the ground and long sleeved. I had carefully taken off the old robes and had then laid them down on the bed. I knew I'd have to make it, which was a weird concept at the time, but so was the idea of life being on another place besides Earth.

The robes were too big, which wasn't surprising, the last person to wear them was a guy. I knew there had to be a way to shrink them because I was not wearing the clothes I was the day before, nor was I going to wear too large robes. It was bad enough that I had to wear them in the first place! I was never a fan of robes. Though I had to begrudgingly admit, they were comfortable.

I started looking around the room, and I noticed a book, on the nightstand. It was black and had no title. Through my desperation, I opened the book. Inside there were large schematics of rituals, how to do them and what they were. I put the book down after I saw some of the requirements, blood, liver, and eye of newt, and many other things that I could not stomach. I put the book back where it was and looked at the mirror.

The boy was there and was looking at me amused. I did not panic, I just stared in disbelief. He stepped out of the mirror and inspected me.

"No spare robes?" he sighed.

"How long were you watching?" I asked.

"Don't worry, I wasn't looking until I felt you weren't, well. . . exposed."

I gave him my best look of, 'Yeah right.' There wasn't a teenaged boy that would willingly do that.

"Honest, I do not need to be flayed by Death. He doesn't like me much to begin with."

"Why does Death not like you?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Well, this is like my fifth second chance. That is including those used in life. And if I fail this time, well, I'm going to be sent to. . . the unspeakable place." The last part said with a shudder. "So is there anything I can help you with?"

I looked at him and internally sighed. I knew I'd have to suck up my pride. . . for the time being.

"Is there any way to shrink clothes?"

He kind of looked at me in disbelief, and then composed himself.

"Of course. I knew that you were kept from your heritage, but, this is simple."

"I literally found out magic existed yesterday, don't you tell me what is simple!" I finished with a glare.

"Geez. No matter he likes you so much, you're just as commanding as he is!"

"So can you tell me how to do it?"

"Yes, its just a simple exercise of will, which I don't think you'll have a problem with."

I just looked at him and sighed. If he wasn't already dead, I would have wanted to strangle him. I decided to try what he said to do. I was not exiting this room without them being somewhat fitting.

"I am standing and waiting. I wonder. . . would you like some help? Maybe to get you out of those clothes-"

And that was as far as it lasted, without thought, I somehow managed to tap into my energy supply that had been dormant for so long. My hand glowed almost black. It was out of place in the golden room. The only things that were not the color gold were the band posters, the nightstand, the mirror and some of the bed. To say the energy was a surprise was an understatement, but I didn't let it show.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop. You didn't have to get so put out of shape. . ." he told me and earned a glare. My hand was still glowing but it faded after a few minutes.

"Katy, I sense a mixture of frustration and anger, what's wrong?" I heard Cass's voice resonated in my mind.

"How normal is it to have to put up with. . . Ugh. . ." I wasn't sure what to call this boy. Being that I was new to this world, I wouldn't have. All I knew as he didn't feel the same as Cass, Fin, the Headmaster or my mother. He didn't really even feel alive; I wasn't sure what that meant.

"Describe it, if you can, and please if it is something I really don't want to know about. Don't tell." I managed to keep a straight face because I thought it would be best.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't say anything about that. I have something in my room, it looks human, but it kind of feels wrong to be."

"Okay. . . What does it look like?"

"A boy that I'd really like to kill at the moment."

"I would say explain more but I think I'll check it out. Do I have permission to come in?"

"Yes! You have more permission than. . ."

"Okay."

The conversation was fast, and very quickly the door opened. I continued glaring at it who looked like he was trying to figure out why.

"Figures. Hello Austin." Cass stated.

"Cass, how wonderful it is to see you!"

"Let's cut formalities. Why are you bothering Katy? I don't think she wants your company." With those words, Austin winced.

"Can't it be for a reunion?" Austin then said.

"We all know that we only put up with each other because of Fin. And even then, it wasn't the best. So, how's the afterlife?"

"Yeah, about that. . . Death assigned me to make sure she survives. . ."

Cass looked at him hard. He seemed to be taking apart every word Austin said. Then his expression changed to a calm expression.

"You're telling the truth. The one time I wish you were lying. I'd take great satisfaction banishing you. So, what do you mean by that statement?"

"I already said too much, Cass. I already said too much. . ." The last part was said quietly, almost inaudible. I only heard it because I was close. I wasn't sure if Cass could. Austin started to fade a little, and then went back to a solid look. The same time I felt his energy drain. He then looked extremely worried.

"Something found out."

"Austin, what are you talking about?"

"I was made into a guardian spirit, specifically of the 'Last ShadowSword,' which is Katy. Something found out about me. Something powerful."

"And, what person in their right mind would make you the guardian of a girl! Not that you would try anything on a guy. I caught you with Zachary Star. But, still, a girl!"

"Never question Death, he always has a reason, even if the idea is a little absurd."

I figured that I really needed to read something, as I didn't see a computer to ask and find the answer. I hated the idea, it meant spending hours in the library. I didn't like the library. That was an understatement, I despised the place. It meant old person librarians looking over your shoulder making sure you weren't talking, and reading for multiple hours. It was when it hit me, I was living at a school; a place of learning. I was put into the category of Death, the guy Austin was talking about a physical being it seemed. How could Death be a type of magic and a person?

It was when I realized how little I knew. I needed to know more, especially since my life was on the line, it seemed. My life was always considered "important" my mother was in charge of a major company. A company that sells goods across Earth. I was an heiress, I was to inherit the company if Mother died or if she decided to step down. It was what I was raised to do. I knew my destiny. It had nothing to do with magic. It just had to do with business.

A boring destiny, I knew, but it was what I grew up knowing.

"I know. He knows more than we shall ever know. Death is something just about as old as the spiral, if not slightly older. I don't know all the myths surrounding him. I only know his job of reaping souls and taking them to your world." Cass stated.

The memory of the dreams went back to me, but I pushed them aside.

"Is there anything I should know?" I asked, inserting myself into their conversation. I was going to use it to my advantage, I needed to know what was going on.

"I'm really not supposed to say anything until he tells me. Though, I can tell you it will be revealed." Austin told me. "Your task though should probably be trying to shrink the robes. From what I can see they're still too large."

"I was wondering why you were wearing those. I suppose no one supplied you with any besides the one you were wearing. Typical. I will talk to the Headmaster."

"Why the Headmaster?"

"He should be able to unlock the ShadowSword's account in Onigottis, the magical bank. Since there hasn't been a ShadowSword in at least a century, maybe more (they usually have tragic deaths before they are of age, and I know this only because of a report I had to write) there should be quite a lot of money in that account."

"Shouldn't I come with you? To make sure?"

"You can, but you should shrink the one your wearing. A lot. It would look down upon those that visit Wizard City to see them. We're supposed to be the best school of magic, Ravenwood. I can tell you're not very trusting, a good quality, those who are don't survive as long. They die very quickly."

The statement sounded ominous, very ominous. I didn't know what would kill me, besides other wizards. I had a feeling that there was a lot to be filled in about, in little time.

"Don't worry though, I can't hurt you, because of the link. Others though, that is a different story."

I wasn't sure that it was comforting. I was in a school of magic, from what I could tell others could literally attack or kill me using it. I wasn't sure if they could be caught or not, but I didn't spend much time pondering the answer. An answer that I could only find out by hitting the books of the library. It seemed that every answer would come from the dreaded place. I only hoped that the library system was similar to the one of Earth.

"What's with the silence? I can practically hear the Khryckets!" Austin exclaimed.

I knew I was the one holding this up. I closed my eyes and tried to visualize my own energy. I was following what my instincts were telling me. I had nothing else to guide me besides the words of wisdom given by Austin, which I didn't trust. I could feel myself touch it, and it seemed to part. I tried to convince it to do what I wanted, but it pushed and pulled, making itself clear that it didn't want to. I didn't want to use force, so, therefore, I internally started to sing a song that used to calm myself when I was still a child. It started to relax. I used that moment to convince it to shrink the robes I was wearing to a much more bearable size.

I opened my eyes. I was back in the room that I was in and the two boys were looking between worried and shocked. I knew that the robe I was wearing was fitting.

"What?" I asked. I didn't understand at the time what was so surprising.

"That was a lot more power than what was suspected or needed. The power behind that. . . should not be." Cass stated after several seconds.

"For once Cass, I agree with you. I didn't realize someone could use power like that, with ease."

I had felt fatigued but had decided not to let it slow me down. Fatigue could be fought off until I could sleep, I had thought at the time.

"I guess that we should probably begin the day, as tomorrow classes start. If you have to come, Austin, stay invisible. I don't need people asking why there's a dead wizard following us."

"I have to, guardian spirit, remember?"

"Yep, and just know, you will not be staying in M-Katy's room."

Cass started to walk through the small room and Austin seemed to fade into the golden walls. I only knew he was still there because I could still feel the ungodly chill.

I followed Cass. There was no better way to explain it. I didn't know where I was going besides what was told to me yesterday. I followed him through the twisted hallways of the dorms; they were like a labyrinth of hallways. There were doors every certain amount of feet, all looking alike. The door that Cass and I lived under was 1313. A rather interesting number, twice unlucky, if Earth superstition held. The hallways were a plain, light cool gray color; almost white, but not. The floors were a light wood I did not know of. All in all, it was very different to the dorm.

The dorm's walls were a light quail brown, and floors were dark wood. There was a coffee table about three feet from the bookcase door, and seven from a large painting of some famous person.

The hallway was mostly undecorated except for doors and their numbers.

Soon we made it outside, Cass then grabbed my hand, and suddenly through a flash of light, I was in the Headmasters Office. I was temporarily blinded by the bright light.

"Mr. GrimBlade, what can I do for you?" The Headmaster asked.

"Katy, needs the key to her vault, can you acquire it?"

"Of course, Mr. GrimBlade. I should have given her the key, but with what has happened. . ." He opened a drawer of his desk and searched for something. "Ah, there it is," he said while holding up an old key. He got up from his desk and handed it to me.

"Thank you, Headmaster," I told him.

"It's no problem, no wizard should be without their vault!"

Finished writing Chapter Two.

I almost forgot to post this. It may be a few hours late, but I have posted! Hurray! So many changes from the original.

Oh, I had to use google translate for the latin, if it's wrong, blame it.