Well, I'm here with chapter 1 of Darkness of a Boy's Heart(Hereby refered to as DOABH). For those who request it, I have a prequel of the first part of the prologue. But because the story is already up, I'm not going to put it up. Just email it to those who want it. Well, since this is the first chapter, not really much to say here. And now, without further adieu, I shall start the story.
Darkness of a Boy's Heart
Chapter 1: Arrival
(ThirdPerson POV)
A crimson-haired teen calmly walked towards the large campus of Kadic Academy. On his back was a small book bag containing a few supplies he would need for the year. He planned on hopefully getting a part-time job around the city to earn a little money for anything else he might have wanted. Another thing he had, one of his few possessions, was an mp3 player with a few CD's worth of songs on it. The player wasn't technically his though, he had stolen it from a gang that had jumped him where he used to live.
The teen looked at the gate that led to the campus. It seems Kadic was one of the few places in France that hadn't been hit during World War III. Nor had it been upgraded very much. The computers were still about 5-6 years old. Compared to most computers, they were horribly slow. But, in actuality, they were quite fast.
He turned down the volume on the mp3 player and walked through the open gate and into the campus, heading toward what looked to me the main administration building. He saw a man walking around the campus, and the man looked at him and shouted.
"Hey you, stop right there!" The man shouted while running over to the teen. The teen sighed, then stopped and looked at the aging man.
"What do you want?" The teen asked, clearly annoyed.
"Who are you? Because I know everyone who goes here, and I have never seen you around here before." The man asked, crossing his arms and glaring at the teen.
"My name is Xande Saishoate(look in my profile for the pronunciation of this), I'm a new student here. And I'm also going to the administration building to tell the principle that I'm here." Xande explained curtly, wanting to go to his dorm as soon as he could to go to sleep.
"New student, eh? Well then, I'll escort you to the office. I don't like random people walking around here." The man said, grabbing Xande's shoulder and pushing him towards a building.
"I know how to walk by myself, thanks." Xande muttered, shrugging out of the man's grip.
"Well, if you try running, I will catch you. After all, I was once a sprinting champion, you know." The man proclaimed proudly.
"Mhmm, the key word is probably once." Xande muttered under his breath, following the man.
"What was that?" The man asked, looking down at him.
"Nothing." Xande said, resisting the urge to glare at the man. After a few more minutes of walking, they arrived at the administration building.
"Now behave yourself, and the principle will explain the rules to you. Once she's done and you find out what your dorm number is, come back out here and I'll show you to it." The man said, opening the door. Xande walked in and sighed.
"Well, at least he didn't hit me." Xande muttered, before walking down a hall towards a door marked "Main Office". He knocked twice and waited before hearing a voice.
"Come in."
He opened the door and walked into the room with a look of cold indifference.
"Hmm, I don't think I know you. Do you have an appointment?" A red haired woman sitting behind a desk asked, looking at him.
"Yes, I do. I'm a new student here." Xande said, stashing his mp3 player in his coat pocket.
"Oh! You must be Xande! Hold on, lemme just inform the principle of your arrival." She typed something on the computer next to her and waited. A soft chime broke the silence and they woman looked back at Xande. "You may go in now, Xande."
Xande nodded at her and walked to the other door to his left. He drew in a breath, and twisted the handle. Xande pushed open the door and walked into the room to see a lady signing a paper. She looked up at him and smiled.
"Ah, hello Xande. I was expecting you to come tomorrow morning, not tonight." She said, pushing the papers to the side and folding her hands on her desk. "Please, take seat."
"I arrived a bit early, sorry." Xande said, sitting down.
"It's no problem, it actually makes things a lot easier. See, this way, we can get someone to show you where your classes are, and you can get settled in." She said. "But first, let me introduce myself. My name is Elizabeth Delmas, but you are to call me Miss. Delmas or Principle Delmas."
"Alright, anything else I should know? By the way, who's that guy in the red jacket and brown pants? He was the one who showed me here."
"Oh, that's Jim Morales, the caretaker of the grounds. He'll show you to your dorm. I just gotta see which are open still. I believe that there is one left." She said, opening a filing cabinet and pulling out a folder marked "Dormitories".
Xande raised his left eyebrow, amazed that there was actually a folder for it. Why wasn't it on a computer? 'Strange' Xande thought.
"Oh no….." He heard her mutter, looking at what looked like a map. Xande kept his eyebrow raised.
"What are you oh-noing?" He asked.
"It's the last…dorm room available. A lot of people think it's cursed because of what…happened about 15 years ago." She said sadly.
What she said startled Xande. "15 years again. What is it that happened. And what does this dorm have to do with it? I must find out!" He thought.
"Cursed or not, if it's the last one, then I'll take it. Maybe I can prove it isn't cursed." Xande said, still lost in thought.
"Well, if you insist, I guess I won't stop you. Just….be careful in that room, okay?" She said, then pulling out another folder marked with his name. "They must really like paper stuff here." He thought.
"Now then, for what classes you will have, I have list here. I recommend holding on to it for a few days, just until you know your classes by heart." She explained, handing a sheet of paper to me.
"Heh, alright. Anything else I need?" He said, now really wanting to get to bed. He hadn't slept in an actual bed for quite a long time, and he was seriously looking foreword to it.
"Nope. And if you need any help finding your classes, I'm sure one of the students will be happy to help." She said, now smiling again. But it was clear something was bothering Xande.
"Mhmm. Well, see ya." Xande said, smirking.
"Alright. Just tell Jim what dorm number you have, and he'll take you there. And welcome to Kadic." She said, standing up as well. As Xande opened the door and left, he saw her shiver slightly. The secretary nodding towards me, smiling. "Urg, too much happiness in here." Xande nodded back, but had a look of indifference again. As he walked out, he saw the aging man leaning against the wall.
"Well, that didn't take long." He said, grinning.
"Obviously not. My dorm room is 212." Xande said, looking around once they were outside.
"Wha.what!? Why that room!? Does she not remember who was in there before!? I mean, sure, she put Natsumi in her room. But it was that last one left at the time….." Jim spluttered, obviously irked about Xande's dorm room.
"Well, according to the principal, that dorm is the last one left as well." Xande said darkly.
Jim sighed deeply and shook his head.
"I just know this is a bad idea. But, I guess I don't have a say in the matter. Come on, I'll show you where it is." He said, grabbing Xande's shoulder again. Xande followed and didn't pull out of his grasp, but growled softly. "I'm starting to not like this guy…"
After about 10 minutes of walking, the two arrived at Xande's new dorm. Xande raised an eyebrow at seeing the plain, wooden door.
"Well, here you are. But if I were you, I'd rather sleep outside then in there." Jim commented, finally letting go of Xande.
"Well, you're not me and I've slept outside enough." He muttered darkly, before grabbing the handle and opening the door. Upon looking in it, Xande noticed a fine layer of dust on everything. "Dusty. Probably hasn't been used in a while." Xande thought. "And who was that Natsumi girl he mentioned. And who is she?"
Xande ignored the thought as he walked into the room and dropped his small bag on the bed. A small plume of dust flew off in protest, causing Xande to glare slightly. He looked back at Jim with a raised eyebrow.
"Just be careful, would ya. We lost them already, we don't need to lose more students." Jim said softly, his face grave. He turned down the hall, and Xande heard his footsteps go down to a door.
"Hmm, guess tomorrow's another day. I'll find out more about who those two they mention are….." Xande thought, before beginning to sweep the dust off of everything. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something he wanted was nearby…
