Hi, I am still learning to write, Wizard 101 is a kids game but this is not a kids story. I do not own wizard 101 I just thought it would be fun to write about.

I made a lot of stuff up, the fighting style and spells are only slightly similar.

I made the rating high due to drinking and hints of mature nature.

This is in the story before the real plot just a living in a school story, lighthearted.


I breathed out nervous as my hands gripped the Myth classroom door but I spent a while with this stupid paper the headmaster made me write about basic summons. I whipped open the heavy door where all I found was Nolan the teachers assistant stepping back wiping his mouth as a pretty red dressed Fire student was jumping up from the desk.

The knowledge of being caught all over her face.

Nolan wore this yellow and blue hood that made it hard to see the emotion in his eye's. He slid his hands in his pocket's seemingly not caring.

Well the teacher is not even here, I spun to leave.

"Wait." She yelled making me look back at her as she ran and slid between me in the door knocking my hand away and slamming the door shut so it was just us three, her long red hair covering her face as she knocked it away with a head shake and she looked worried at Nolan.

"Please don't tell, I could get in trouble." She looked at him again worried. I do know she was only maybe one or two years at the most younger then him as I was his age and there was nothing wrong with him being with a student.

That only effects the teachers.

I nodded again and moved to grab the doors handle but she was in my face.

"I can't even see your face under that mask and hood." Not moving. "Why are you not in normal colors." She eyed my dark brown robe. "Who are you?"

"She is that Earthing that was never given a school yet." He spoke.

"You?" She spoke. "How are you even here if you don't have a class?" She was more interested then mean. "Do you even speak, huh?"

"I just came to find Professor drake, I don't really care about this." I waved my arm to them. "No worries." I tried to open the door again.

"So you do the paper work but have no Magic?" She was staring at me with such interest as Nolan slid on a table looking bored.

"I just want to leave."

"That must suck." She spoke leaning on the door. "What's your name?"

"Ryan." I spoke fast wanting her to move.

"Actually." Nolan spoke with a husky voice. "She may not be able to use magic right now but the issue is everything is the same, she has a chance to be in any." She looked at him with this look of want eying him over.

"You mean." She pointed at me. "She is balance?" He nodded making her look me over. "Interesting."

"They called someone from Marylebone to come and see if she is." Why is he telling this random my life, how much does he know? He is not telling her the real story, I wonder why.

Her bright yellow eye's bore into me making me almost hide inside my self wanting to just be alone.

"Can you move please." I asked to her as she looked me over.

"Will you tell someone?" She stood looking down at me like she would fight me even if we were the same height.

"I don't even know your name, so no." She then slid out of the way and I was able to step into the hot sun, my clothes too thick on my body.

I swear I caught him once with a life girl about a week ago.


I pulled out my card as I walked up the steps to the female dorms.

It was this white card with my picture and name, it unlocks my door and also holds all my money like a credit card. The door opened to a dark void as I stepped into it and walked into my own personal dorm.

All I had was a queen bed a desk and a chest. I Still have not decorated just hoping to go home. I tossed my assignment on the desk along with a large book I took from the library.

I was glad to not run into Professor Drake, the tall skinny and creepy man scares me even without knowing the creep he really was.

I was summoned here by Professor Drake.

An accident on his part trying to unlock the legend and the history of mythical creatures from the universe or something.

He taught the class of summons and ground like spells and there I was.

Naked.

Thankfully only Drake and the Headmaster saw me naked.

It feels weird to be a mythical creature.

I also could not understand them.

They cast a spell over me once they noticed I could not understand. A spell that makes all universal language's understandable.

I then found out earth has been locked for centuries, they lost the key for something they call the spiral, a way to move from world to world. They never cared as Earthing's are not like them and they can not cast spells.

They spoke like we were nothing but savages or something. Like they we would attack them with long sticks.

The headmaster of this city, mostly a school but holds more then just that. He thinks I will never have power or I am something called a Balance wizard. It is a rare ability to use all types of magic as most are born into their class.

The tests they gave me to figure out where I was to be just did not work but there was a small chance I did have magic in me.

All I do know is Myth is filled with cocky assholes and the teacher was the worst, he looks at me like I am some pet that peed on the floor. I think he was pissed I was not going to be a summon for him as once I got here I was free to do whatever without his words controlling me.

But now I am stuck in this city, the unlocked worlds are filled with danger.

So if I ever had a chance, I would never go Myth just for the fact they look down on every other class. Mostly the life and fire, one was kind and loved plants and treated as pushovers while the other just loved to light shit on fire.

A couple days ago they almost burned down there classroom, happens a lot.

It is good ice and storm are next to it to put it out when that issue arises.

I tore off the large brown robe I made myself as I took a tailoring class, I was still not the best at it and pulled my long blue hair from a messy bun and walked to the decently sized bathroom for a shower.

I loved that class, I hate the outfits in this world, the colors clash the style is so weird and I needed control over something here.

I stood in the warm water as I pressed my left breast where this hologram page pops up in my eye's only assuming everyone has it. Here was a small page where there was an achievement page with nothing in it.

A Talent point box in the corner, with no points.

A spell page with no spells.

A mana bar in the top right corner that never goes down as I have no way to use it.

And then a clock with the amount of money I have in my card.

I sometimes wonder if I wondered into a video game but when someone dies, they die.


They poked my finger sliding my blood on a small square of glass and placed it in a box. This dog man, no fancy dog man. A what, fancy 1920's dressed dog that stood like a person, made it vanish into the air as he shut his eye's.

He leaned into me and sniffed me a little before standing back up and we all just waited. I don't know what I was waiting for as I looked at the headmaster the only other person in the room.

He was nothing but what you would see when you heard strong teaching wizard, from his hat to blue robe that hit his feet and that miraculous beard.

"Is she balance?"

He finally opened his eyes with a nod. "I believe so." He spoke so proper.

He handed me a small tin and I carefully opened it to find a few cards inside. They reminded me of some card game where there was spells and damage.

He lifted on and opened my fist placing it on there. I watched as it faded into my hand and I felt a little warm. "Balance is a very supportive class and your body took the spell in, you are one."

I wondered what was the point of the blood and the sniff if this would just tell us.

He handed me a small wand that just looked like a stick. It was so basic as I have seem what other people have toting around from pretty staffs to weapons.

He showed me how to move it and then shoot him with the mana boost I just learned but nothing happened.

"Calm down, your first time." I nodded sadly. "Get the rest."

Looking at I picked one up it was a small aura to boost the damage of comrades along with a shield. I tried again but I could not do it.

He then handed me two more.

Summoning bugs and have them attack someone and a small heal for small cut's or burning, stuff like that.

"These are stronger and you may not be able to do them right away but I will be going back to Marylebone so, I am hard to reach."

I was quiet, I felt I needed to finally speak but I had no idea what to say.

"Thanks'." I said.

"Just practice."

I was not around long and I headed back to Ravenswood, that was the main class rooms and dorms. Some people also learn and live in different districts as Ravenswood is for the newer that arrive at this school.

Class was over as I shuffled to Myth class with displeasure just to get rid of this assignment.

I walked in as he bent behind his desk at the front of the room and I spotted Nolan in the left corner with a stack of papers.

"Excuse me." I squeaked out making him look up and roll his eye's at me. I handed him my papers.

He took them and looked at the large stacked paper.

"Why even try, Myth is skill, you are not made to be one. I don't care about this." He flopped them back down. "You are not good enough to be one or use any of this let alone be in this school."

His hands landed on the desk and he leaned forward. "Just cut all Myth from your scheduled work, I will not read and don't want to deal with someone so useless. Nothing but the most useless summon I have ever made."

I just nodded and walked out.

Slightly happy to be cut off, no need to talk to that fucking guy.


I laid on my bed wishing for a tv or a phone anything to fill this room with noise. I wonder if they have radios or something.

I felt lonely again as I thought about home.

It comes and goes.

People avoid me here. I am unsure how long I have been here exactly but it is a lonely world for me.

I stood up and headed out to go find some food at the various restaurants in the shopping district, half the people in this city don't even own a kitchen. Like me.

I wish for bacon or steak but even some of the shopkeepers are humanoid versions of cows and pigs so the only real meat in this place was fish and the rare chicken. I would not be able to eat them anyway after speaking to the cow man at my favorite breakfast place.

So I guess I am almost a vegetarian now.


I sat down as I watered my two plotted plants with a small watering can. I put them on either side of the door, one was mint and the other was grass, easier plants they said. I then stood up to finish a commission on clothing.

I embraced it.

I loved this.

I looked at the hat, it was a nice hood in the style of assassins' creed, black all over. Checking the stats it had my low damage I just placed and one I did yesterday for a small crit rating. I stood up done as it takes I bit to get the gems working and headed to the death school.

Malorn Ashthorn the death teaching assistant was leaning on the death building as I walked over and handed it to him.

He smiled at me with that cute smile. "Wow, he is going to love this." He checked it out. "You are good with new wizard gear." I smiled even if he could not see it.

This man was the nicest to me in town. Well other then the teachers and the headmaster who all treat me like a child that walked into the wrong place. He was the only one that saw a skill in me.

Even if it is clothing.

"You keep doing this you could make your own shop, your strange style seems to be loved in in there." His eye's scanned the robe I made for myself.

We did not speak for a second.

"Well, I need to give this to him." He then spun to walk inside, the door slammed open as the Death Drake was teaching a full classroom.

I feel creepy around him.

I never know what to say so I say nothing, I get nervous and he walks off not long after.

How creepy am I?

I am completely covered on my face, he can't see me smile all he see's is someone not speaking or moving and perhaps just staring.

I rubbed my hood as I walked off.

No wonder most people treat me like I am broken.