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NAA: ONWARDS TO GLORY- I mean... To... The chapter...

Chapter Two:
Apartment buildings, and a Bat

Aisha's PoV

One week earlier...

I was literally dumped onto a hard concrete floor by the disappearing pool of depressing colors and thoughts. The smell of something terrible soon decided to drift through my nose, and a could hear rats squeaking. I sat up from my uncomfortable position.

Where was I anyways? Glancing around with the light trickling through dirty windows located near the ceiling. The room was, well, stinky to say the least. Though it took not ten minutes to find the stairway up, it was still torture to stand in that dirty place.

Two metal doors kept me from the outside world. After s minute or two of trying to find latch, I finally managed to open them. The sunlight was refreshing, and a summer breeze whipped through the freshly cut grass.

I took a breath, and hopped out. The doors slammed shut by themselves, which was odd, but not as odd as this world. The metal doors were at the foot of a large, two-story building. It was built with gray stone, and had rows of windows on each story.

The whole establishment was surrounding by a wrought-iron, seven foot-tall fence. I seemed to be at the side of the building, so I walked around until I saw a three sets of double doors. That must be where you enter.

This place must be the school Aisha Ostrum had spoken of. She had said that there was a section to the east-side of the building where the electrified fence was broken. But what was an electrified fence?

Maybe the people here actually were able to harness El's power. I strolled over to the east fence, and only now notice the twisting wire attached the top of it. It sparked occasionally, though not in one singular spot.

So, was I supposed to climb the fence? I sighed, my shoulders slumping, but reluctantly grabbed onto the wrought-iron. Climbing was easier then expected, but I didn't get over the side without gaining a few bruises.

The other side of the fence seemed to be some sort of alleyway, stuck between a huge building and a fence. Trash bags were scattered around, looking as if people just dropped them from the windows above.

I walked to the street, which took barely three minutes. Oddly enough, there were some sort of vehicles zooming along pavement. Aisha Ostrum had called them cars, I believe.

Now to get to her house. She said she lived alone in a small apartment building, easily a walking distance away. On the corner of this same street. Which corner? Was there only one?

I peered down the road, trying to see as far as I could. Then I looked the other way. It didn't make anything easier. So, I started off down the street, but it became apparent that I would not be staying on this side. On the other however, it was not hard to notice the red-brick building. It was the only one that appeared decent, and affordable.

I entered through a glass door. The main room was cozy, I suppose. With a small couch, several wooden tables, a comfortable carpet, and the hanging chandelier. There was a desk, where an odd boxy device, some papers, and a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties all sat.

"Excuse me?" I said sweetly, and her citrine eyes glanced up from some sort of magazine.

"Oh, hello Aisha!" She flashed a bright smile matching her long, shimmering golden hair.

"Hello," I replied, "Um, I seem to have lost my key." Aisha Ostrum told me to say this.

"Alright," she ducked under the desk, and I could here a drawer sliding open. This gave me enough time to look at the some of the papers on her desk. I noticed some form of ID. Rena Aurum? I guess that's her name.

"Here you are." She popped back up, holding a small silver key.

"Room 216, right?" I nodded dumbly, not sure if it really was room 216, but I didn't much care.

"Thank you." I muttered, snatching the key, and striding to the stairwell.

"The elevator would be easier~!" Rena stated, this time not looking up from her magazine. I paused, looking at the wall next to the stairs. Two metallic door(though not like the ones at the school leading to the basement). A bit of inspection revealed two buttons. One with an arrow pointing up, and another with an arrow pointing down. I pushed the up arrow.

A small 'ding!' and the two doors slid open. I hid my surprise, but could not help my eyebrows from shooting upwards. I stepped in, and noticed another row if buttons. They were numbered; 1, 2, 3, 4. Was that the floor numbers? Which floor am I on? Wait, 216, as in floor 2, room 16?

I pushed the button labeled '2', and the door slid closed. I gulped, then gasped when I felt myself ascending. It lasted five seconds before another 'ding' rang out, and the doors opened. I stepped out shakily. This world is strange.

A long blue carpet ran down a wide hall. Doors on each side were spaced appropriately. They had numbers on them, too. The door closest to me had the numbers '202', and the one parallel to it was labeled '201'

So my room must be near the end. I walked leisurely down until spotting the door with my number on it. Clutching the key tightly, I shuffled to said door. The key slid into the lock easily. With a bit of jiggling, a click emit, and the door swung open.

The instant I saw this room, I had a feeling it was the right one. For one thing, the dry walls were covered in a variety of purple pictures, and paintings. The small kitchen area(containing items I didn't recognize) was rather untidy. There was a small table with two chairs, one differing from the shining wood of the table and other chair.

There were two doors in the wall ahead, right next to a rather ratty green couch, with another, shorter table like the ones downstairs. An odd box, also similar to the one downstairs though more compact, was sitting on the kitchen table.

I paced to the two doors, and peeked in one. There was a stained counter, holding a sink, and an assortment of unidentified objects. A mirror hung from the wall above the counter, and a toilet sat next to said counter. There was also some sort of curtain, which, when pulled aside, revealed a tub.

The walls were the same boring white as the room before. I exited, and entered the other room. In this one, there was a bed. It had several blankets(mostly purple, and black blankets) covering it, and five pillows. Aisha Ostrum must really consider comfort important.

A bedside table held a lamp, with a purple lamp shade, and some kind of journal. A wooden dresser also filled the room, along with a small cage. I approached it, and saw a small bat. At first I thought it was albino, but then noticed it's dark underside. He had a small smile, which was kind of creepy.

"Hello there, I'm Aisha, your new, temporary caretaker." I smiled at it.

"And what happened to my other master?" The bat spoke in a surprisingly deep voice, despite his cute appearance.

"Oh well she-" My eyes widened.

"Y-you just-" He cut me off.

"Spoke? Yes, I noticed." He stated bluntly.

"B-b-but, you're a b-ba-"

"Bat, I noticed that, too." He blinked, rather unimpressed.

"H-how?" I really shouldn't be freaking out about this, a simple magic spell could make an animal talk.

"My old master, the real Miss Aisha enchanted me. My name is Angkor." I closed my mouth.

"Oh, well I guess we'll be roommates for awhile then." I said, and Angkor humphed.

"Unfortunately." What a rude little bat!

"You listen here-" all of a sudden, I heard a ringing come from the other room.

"You might want to pick up the phone." Phone? What's a phone?

"What the heck is a phone?" I asked.

"You really aren't from around here. A phone is a device we use to communicate." He explained.

"That's not very helpful." I pouted.

"Just go over to the thing that is ringing, pick it up, and press the green button. Then, hold it up to your ear, and talk into it. Trust me." I humphed again, but went to the other room to do what he said. The ringing noise came from a thing on the wall.

It took a second to find out how to pick it up, then another moment to figure out how to hold the thing.

"Um, hello?" I spoke, and to my utter surprise, I heard a voice.

"Aisha! Where are you?! Your shift started a half-hour ago!" The voice screamed at me. I cringed. Wait, my shift? Oh yeah, Aisha Ostrum had said that I have a job at the local cafe to pay rent. It payed good, if I did a good job. Which cafe was it? Cafe something-or-other.

"I-I'm sorry, I... forgot?" I prepared for more screaming.

"Well don't do it again!"

"Um, if you don't mind my asking, who is this?"

"It's me, Speka, your boss!" Speka? Did Aisha Ostrum mention her? Didn't she say that Speka was another magician? Yeah, another dark magician.

"Oh, um, right. Speka, if you don't mind, could I talk to you about something tomorrow?"

"Whatever, just so long as you aren't late for your shift! I though you were given a paper with the dates you're supposed to work."

"R-Right, I guess I forgot about that, too."

"Whatever, just don't be late." I nodded, then realized she couldn't see me.

"Right."

"See you tomorrow then." Her voice disappeared, and I put the phone back on it's holder thingy. I pursed my lips in thought.

"Hey Angkor!" I yelled.

"Yes, Aisha?" He answered as I walked in.

"Who's Speka?"

"Why, she you- er, Miss Aisha's mentor." My mouth made an 'O' shape.

"That clears some things up."

"Now Aisha, it's getting late, you should probably rest." This little Angkor can be surprisingly polite if he wants.

"Nah, I'm hungry." I stated.

"Check the fridge then." I cocked my head.

"Fridge?" He sighed.

"The white thing with a door in the kitchen." I nodded in understanding, then once again exited the room. As Angkor had said, there was a large white thing with a door. It was decorated with a booklet that seemed to have the calender year written on it, and another paper.

I looked at that paper closer, it was the one Speka had spoken of. It held a variety of times, and dates. Several were highlighted, those must be mine. I stood up straight, and grabbed the handle of the white thing's door.

It swung open easily, and my body was hit with a coolness emitting from the thing. So this is a fridge? There was a rather small amount of food, but I could make due. But, I didn't recognize any of this stuff, except some of the fruits and vegetables. I frowned. What now?

I decided to just snack on one of red apples, then go to bed. So, that's what I did. It took awhile, since I also wanted to bathe, and I had not known that the tub could spill water by itself until Angkor informed me.

Then I had to wear some of Aisha Ostrum's clothing, since I had not brought any of my own. Her clothing was, well, odd. The clothing articles were comfortable, but not what I was familiar with.

So, after a long day, I finally was able to lie down, and relax. Aisha Ostrum's bed was extremely comfortable, I could tell that I would enjoy at least some of the time I would be spending in Os.

I could only wonder what it would be like to have a job, go to a public, and try to find El somewhere nearby. How will I be able to deal with the chaos?

NAA: Here you go, have a filler.

Raven: Thanks?

NAA: This chapter was just a quick introduction to Os, more of the actual plot(or what I have of it) will come into play next chapter.

Raven: have you ever noticed that Aisha Otsrum's last name starts with "Os"

NAA: Wooooaaaaahh! And I know it seems kind of weird that a teenager would live by themselves, but it's Aisha, so I made the exception.

Raven: Will you respond to the reviews now?

NAA: Yes, yes.

To Light15XV: It is quite similar, isn't it? Though I assure you that the story/plot-lines will be much different, plus I'm still not sure if I'm going to add romance since I really suck at writing it.

To RubyCrusade: Thankees~! I'm glad you think my writing is "Solid" (and I will admit that I think description can take too long. Plus I usually end up making run-on sentences when I describe things in detail). And once again thank you! I'm extremely happy that you like it!

Raven: Is that it?

NAA: Yes, why?

Raven: It doesn't seem to be a very big amount of reviews...

NAA: SO WHAT?! ALL THE GOOD AUTHORS ARE UNDERRATED!

Raven: But still...

NAA: Just get outta here!

Toodle-loodles,

~Not-Alone-Anymore