Chapter 3
The Headmaster of Brighton's School for the Exceptionally Gifted sat behind his large desk, shifting nervously in his seat. He glanced at his expensive watch- it was almost time. The telltale crackle of static electricity and scent of ozone pervaded the air, letting him know that She was about to arrive. He sat up straighter, and looked forward with a carefully pleasant expression on his face. But while his face did not betray his true emotions, the slight tremors in his hands showed his fear.
Suddenly, a loud popping sound filled the room, and a tall figure appeared in front of his desk. She was gorgeous, most definitely the most beautiful creature he had ever met in his life. She had long white hair that floated around her body like a cloud, crackling with the same static electricity that he had felt just a moment before. At certain angles, her hair shone with every color imaginable, one minute pale blue, the next a deep purple. She had a perfect figure, long and willowy, with delicate peach skin. She wore a long flowing dress made of a silky material that was translucent and showed off her long legs and slim waist. The dress had a build in skirt and bra made of the same material in an opaque white that kept her outfit modest, but barely. Her face was as delicately lovely as the rest of her, with perfect pink lips, high cheekbones, and huge violet eyes surrounded by long black lashes. She really was magnificent.
"Have you completed the tests?" She asked in a voice that was sweet and melodic and somehow menacing.
"Almost, Prime. The last tests will be administered by the end of the day." He replied, still maintaining his façade of calm politeness.
"Splendid. Have there been any promising candidates so far?" Prime moved forward, causing her distinct scent of ozone to wash over him.
"Not as yet, Prime." He replied, looking uncomfortable for the first time, but hiding it as best he could. "None of the students tested have had the right qualities. Finding someone that is pliable enough for the process, and yet strong enough to live through it has proved to be difficult."
"Well, you had better hope so. Because if you do not find a suitable candidate by the end of the day, we will have to do this my way. I have indulged your wish to harm as few students as possible so far, but I am not above killing if it advances my great quest."
The Headmaster's face paled, but he nodded once, acknowledging her words. "I will find the candidate, Prime." He vowed. Her mouth curled into a cruel smile.
"Until next time." With that, she disappeared.