Chapter 10: You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison

When we left the Arcananaum, Onmund looked rlly derpressed because we couldn't find any books that could help us. We sat in the corner of the dining hall upstairs in the Hall of Attention and ate all the sweettrolls because Onion eats when he's stress (kinda like L from Death Note, who's a major fckuking hottie because he looks like Gerard Way.)

"I'm sorry, Raven." He told me dejectingly as he stuffed another sweatroll into his face. "I tried my best, but it looks like we just have to wait for the Archmage or Master Gestor to get back to us about it."

"It's ok, Onion. It's not ur fault." I said. I didn't wanna see him cry, even tho he was handsome when he cried.

"What's the matter, Onmund?" Someone said condescending. I looked up and it was...

ENTHRIR! THAT FRUKING PREP FROM THE INN WHO CALLED ME A TAVERN WRENCH!

"What do you want, Enthir?" Onminid looked even sadder when he saw him and he looked amgery at the same time.

"Don't tell me you're still upset about that amulet of yours. I already told you, all sales are final!" The basterd elf spat at Onion.

"F@CK OFF, ENTHRIR! You fckucking PREP!" I yelled at him as I stuck up my middle finger at him.

"Hey, aren't you that bar wench from The Frozen Hearth?" He asked and it made me really angry, so I summoned a fire artronarch between us. My artronarch looked like a sexy demon lady made of floating coals, black as ebony, and enveloped in red hot flames of rage. It had long black claws that were covered in fire.

"Raven, don't—" Onmund shooted.

"Don't mess with me Enterir!" I threatened. "Arthronarch, use fire bolt!!!1" I shooted.

My flame artronarch chucked a flaming ball of fire in his direction but it missed and hit the stone wall instead. It landed inches away from a short woman's face.

"What in Oblivion is going on here?" A stern voice yelled at us. It was... Miracle Irwin!!!

"Oh sh1t!" I crused.

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Miracle Irwin made me, Onmund, and Enthrir follow her to her office. She was glaring at us like we were a bunch of ludacris fools. She stared at me first.

"What were you thinking, Raven?" She said sternly. "The College allows its students freedom to experiment with magic within its grounds, but I thought I've made it clear that using magic to deliberately harm another student is strictly forbidden here!"

"It was Enthrir's fault! He made me do it!" I said defensively.

"Yeah, right. You're the one who cast the first spell." Enthrir said venomously and I stuck my middle finger up at him again.

"Silence, both of you!" Miracle shooted. "Enthir, is this true?"

"You saw it, didn't you? I never lifted a finger to cast a spell against her. I was just talking and she lost her temper, then she summoned her atronach against me." The basterd elf said angelically.

Miracle didn't say anything but she nodded and asked Onmind for his side of the story. I looked at Onmund hopefully and put my hand on his hand, but he pulled it away.

"I... It's true." Onion said. "Raven cast the first spell, but it was only because Enthir said something that made her upset."

OMFG he was defending me! I blushed, but Enthrir was glaring and Onmund, who shrank down into his seat.

"Raven, what do you have to say about this?" Miracle glared at me again.

"Enthrir deserved it. He was being a fckucking prep and he was bullying Onion!" I said.

Miracle sighed and massaged her head. "Very well. Onmund, Enthir, you may return to your rooms." She said.

Onmund and Enthrir left, but Onmund looked at me worriedly before going. I was gonna get up but Miracle said something.

"Raven," she said. "I understand you had... noble intentions, but the College does not condone deliberate violence and harm against your fellow mages. Do you understand?"

I crossed my arms at her.

"You still cast a spell with the intention of hurting Enthir, so I'm afraid you'll have to be suspended from the College until further notice." She explained strixly.

"Suspended?!!" I gasped! "OMFG this can't be happeneing!!"

"Well, if you wish to clear your name and maintain good standing with the College, there is another way," Miracle mentioned mysteriously.

"I'm listening..." I said interestingly and I noticed Onion peek into the door.

Miracle took some paprerwork and a quill out from her desk and she started scribbling as she spoken.

"Go to the Arcaneum and speak with the loremaster, Urag gro-Shub. He'll give you a task to complete. You'll likely need to assist him on his latest project on Shalidor's works." She handed me the paperwork magically.

"Once you've successfully completed your task and Urag has signed off on this document, I can clear your name and you can continue your studies at the College. Do I make myself clear?" Miracle lectured.

"Yes ma'am." I grumbled as I slouched into my chair rebelliously.