Hi everybody, here is the very first chapter (Well, I don't really consider the last one a chapter, that was more some kind of filler).

But when the commonwealth had blossomed through hard work and just dealing, when great kings had been conquered in war, wild tribes and mighty peoples brought to heel by force, Carthage, rival of Rome's power, annihilated and all seas and lands lay open, fortune began to rage and throw everything into confusion.

~De Catilinae Coniuratione by Sallustius (Think about it after reading the chapter, and then you'll hopefully get why I decided to put this quote here)

3 months before the dome came down

Nami Grant silently sat in a corner.

She had been send to Gold Academy for the first time a few years ago because she wasn't doing very good in school. Not like that had changed. Not that she cared anyway.

Most people found her a creep, but she liked it that way. And being a creep in Gold Academy... well, that's not really an easy title to achieve, definitely if you look at the latest developments, with Mary and her gang.

Nami didn't quite like Mary. Too pretty, too popular, too friendly, and a total freak with an ability of what is called '4 bars' by her other freak friends. apparently that's a lot. No, Nami didn't like her one bit, but she knew it wasn't one-sided hatred, although Mary had always 'believed in her', and was always 'so disappointed' when she did something she wasn't ought to do again.

Her head shot straight up when she heard a silent noise a few halls away. Probably Peter, that freak friend of Mary who is always stalking her like a little puppy. Typically Mary, being able to manipulate your emotions, but not noticing her best friend has a crush on her. Nami didn't like it bit that Peter was sneaking through the halls again, probably spying on everybody around the school, like he always did.

That's why Nami wanted to hurt him. Just because of the hatred boiling through her veins.

She screamed. Loudly and high-pitched. Knowing his senses, that must have hurt.

She heard the boy run away, but the footsteps were soon followed by ones of another. Two big dark blue eyes peak around the corner, soon to be followed by a wave of brown hair and a big smirk.

Nami knew Cody Sheenan all too well, although she wished she didn't. The girl was nearly as bad as Mary, only she was more of a rules-optional, what made her company slightly more bearable. But the cheerful nature of the older kid made Nami annoyed. For her cheerfulness equalized to stupidity.

"You alright?" She asked with a heavy English accent. Cody came from the mainland of Britain, so her accent was slightly different from the people born and raised in Tide.

"I'm fine."

"Are you really? Because I could hear you screaming three blocks further." She stared at the younger girl. "You know, if there's anybody hurting you, just tell me. I'll make that person stop."

Another thing you need to know about Cody Sheenan is her abusive past. Before her parents divorced she was often hit by her father, and in her schools she had always been bullied. It resulted in an empathy for weak little girls who were in pain by the cause of somebody else, especially when that person was a boy.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine. I was just trying to scare Peter away because he was spying on me again."

Cody snickered. "Yeah, Peter's habit of spying on people can get annoying. All you need to do is sing under the shower, but, like, really, really off. I promise you, he'll never spy on you again."

Nami's eyes widened. "And that actually worked?!"

"Well, that and I threw him against the wall last time I busted him..."

The little girl smiled.

Okay, when she was saying Cody was slightly bearable to be with, it's a big achievement for her. Because Nami hated practically everybody.

And then all of a sudden they both didn't know what to say anymore.

Cody walked a few feet backwards. "Well, by then. Maybe I'll see you around later."

"See you later."

The girl turned her back to Nami and strafed through the hallway, her footsteps silenced by the knee-long converses, although she secretly longed for high heels at that moment. She had always had the feeling it gave an aura of superiority. Too bad it wasn't allowed in Gold, the prison for rich children.

In the back of her mind she was already planning her next plan, one to throw Mary off her little throne. She knew within her heart she wasn't the only one who hated Mary, but she was pretty sure she was the only one who would kill everybody in her path if that meant the little bitch would die. That made her so different from all the other haters. From people like Nami.

But so far no opportunities for killing her had occurred. The first cause was the high security of the academy. Only one room was free from wiretaps and cameras, and even if they noticed there wasn't any surveillance in that room, May-Anne would work things out anyway. But Mary was never alone in that room. The biggest problem, though was that lap-dog of hers, Peter. He would notice it even if he was miles away.

Cody had sunken so deeply in her thoughts she didn't notice the boy before she actually bumped into him.

"Hey, look out where you put your feet." He spat at her.

"Emm, excuse me?"

"You don't own this halls, you know."

Cody stared darkly at the boy.

"Look, Jeremy, I know it probably won't scare you, but if you don't look out I'll bump your head into a wall over and over again till you pass out and watch you bleed to death."

"Yeah, like hell you'll do that." He neared the girl and held his lips only an inch away from Cody's face. "Don't forget my father will ruin you life if you do that. And besides, you know just as well as I do that I won't die."

"Don't have such a high thought of yourself, Pretty Boy."

"Could say the same about you, Puerile Mendicant."

"That's the best you can think of? Puerile Mendicant? What does that even mean?"

He narrowed his eyes, looked Cody in the eyes and snapped "Exactly."

The girl decided not to think about her, but in the back of her mind she was still wondering what Puerile could possibly mean, although she was quite insulted by the 'Mendicant' thing.

Jeremy turned his back to her, nose high, but not before rewarding her a big scowl.

He had gotten quite sick of people like Cody. Arrogant, mean and totally convinced she was better than him. Nobody was better than he was. His father was the president of Italy! And what was her father? Exactly, an abusive delinquent.

The only reason she's even in this school is because of her grandparents, who give all their money to just let her go to a good school. Cody was by far the poorest kid the Academy offered.

Jeremy scurried down the hall to get in time for the freak training. It quickly crossed his mind that Cody was also expected there, but that the girl was running into the wrong direction, but he didn't really bother. Not only her attitude towards him scared him off, but the girl just felt... wrong. He didn't exactly know what it was, but it made him keep a safe distance. He was more into people like Mary, although he would love to take over the lead of the freak club whenever it was available.

The door swayed open when I entered the hallway. Peter... the guy really annoys me, constantly spying on people. But I have to admit, in situations like this he could be really useful. Doors were always open for you, wherever you went.

Getting into the freak club room was always a bit strange. You got used to it, after a while. But if you were new, you would most definitely be impressed by Wen standing on his bar directly under the roof, 2 meter 50 in the sky, or otherwise Carmen fading into the background. By May-Anne's new gadgets, the bursts of water shooting up from a basin and usually there's also Cody throwing stuff around without touching them, probably imagining it are little, defenseless kids she smacked onto the floor to give her a better feeling about herself. Jeremy really couldn't stand the kid. She was always dressed up in cheap clothes, like a hobo.

Jeremy was very judgmental and strongly believed in first impressions. If you didn't look good on the first time you met him, you'll never be able to do any good in his eyes. Well, nobody could actually do anything good to him. His ideals weren't in anybody's league.

"Ah, Jeremy, glad you still came today."

"Why wouldn't I come?"

He did notice the lack of people here. Usually the room was barely big enough for everybody to fit in, now there were only about 5 people.

"Well, you know, some trouble with the surveillance. May-Anne noticed a bug in the system. She suspects they might have been checking upon us the entire time, so most children got too scared to come and practice. They don't want to become some experiment, you know."

Jeremy nodded. He didn't think he had anything to fear about becoming an experiment, due to his father's status, but not everybody here had parents with as much influence as his'.

"Maybe we should find a new room. Preferably a bigger one, this room is really starting to get too small."

"May-Anne is already working on it. She's trying to create a similar loop as the one we had here, but it might not be as easy as last time, even not with her ability."

Jeremy hated to admit it, but they had lots to thank to that girl. Her power made her able to detect all technical objects and gave her the knowledge of the way it worked. If she was being watched by a camera she knew if it was on, what net it was tuned on, the exact reach of what it could see, and how they could tune it out of deceive it.

"And do you think they actually did notice us?"

Mary sighed, and Carmen appeared behind her.

"We need to be prepared for the worst." The chameleon girl whispered.

There was a slight pause. They let the words come to their realization, while desperately trying to think of a way out.

"How did it happen? There's no working technical object that can't be detected by May-Anne!"

"We don't know."

"THINK!" He shouted, thinking he would at least could have prevented that if he would have been in charge.

Mary narrowed her eyes. "A traitor."

~ fortune began to rage and throw everything into confusion.

SO, this was the first chapter, it was kinda short but I hope you liked it. Please tell me what you think and how I can improve it, and most of all: Keep submitting. I can't have too much characters.