Sorry about not updating I've been at sleep away camp and can only write from my phone which is a pain. So I've been procrastinating a little. But anyways thanks you to Steph1007 for being the first to follow this. You Rock! Now on with the writing.
The three towers of The Academy seemed to look down at Hex daring him to enter. He reluctant to go in since Streak was basically saying that his time here would be shit, just like when he was on the run. Hex didn't want to relive that but it did't seem like he had any other options. Hex pulled open The Academy doors and took his first steps in. A long hallway stretched out before Hex with one door to the right as Streak had promised followed by three more. One on the left the other on the right. Hex guessed they led to the other two towers. The last door was at the end of the hallway. He could see an open space filled with people sparing and training through the little window on the door.
Hex opened the first door to his right to be met by a gruff voice "Knock! You need to knock before barging into my office." A mountain of man stood up form the desk towards the back of the room. He must have been about at least seven tall with several scars scattered across his face. His brown hair was cut in a crew cut. The man was more then a foot taller then Hex and stared down at him with disapproval. It was quite the harsh look for something as simple as not knocking.
"A-are you Commander Vince?" Hex stammered. The man raised an eyebrow at him and then laughed.
"Sorry for yelling! If you don't know who I am you must be new." He extended his hand to Hex and he waited a few seconds before shaking the man's hand.
"The names Vince Walker but you will only address me as sir. Now what's your name?" The sudden change of tone and attitude reminded him of Streak. Was that a thing with everyone in this city?
He thought before answering. "Hex"
Commander Vince nodded and returned to his desk removing a clip board from his desk. "Do you have any magical origin?" Hex assumed that meant why he can use magic.
"Uh, demigod?"
"Is that an answer or a question?" Vince said glaring at Hex.
"Answer."
"Answer, sir." Commander Vince corrected. He wrote something on the clipboard before asking another question "Who is your godly parent?"
"Helix." He replied making sure not to answer with a question. Upon hearing that Vince dropped his pen and swung his glare to Hex. He gulped and gritted his teeth together a little as Vince stood up and walked to Hex
"That's all I need to hear." Commander Vince said in an icy tone. "Follow me." He opened the door and headed for the door at the end of the hallway. Hex followed after his nervously. When they reached the end of the hallway Vince waited until Hex had walked through the door before slamming it shut to get everyone's attention. All the clammer in the room immediately died down and everyone froze and saluted. "Attention all cadets! We have a new demigod among our ranks. "This Hex. Son of Helix." He spoke Helix with malice and the assembled cadets seemed shocked but none of them dared to move.
"Aaron!" Vince called. A boy who looked like a younger version of Vince minus the scars jogged up to Hex and Vince. "I want you to teach Hex some of your skills."
"Yes sir!" Aaron said with a grin. After that Commander Vince left. Hex had anticipated that everyone would what they were doing but instead they formed waited until Aaron led Hex to the center of the room before creating a circle around them.
People were whispering to each other but Hex couldn't decipher what they were saying except for a few words. "He's going to get killed, no chance, goner." Hex didn't know what they were talking about until Aaron withdrew a massive broadsword. It was so huge Hex didn't think he would even be able to carry it but Aaron held it easily with one hand.
"Ready to die Chaos Guard?" he taunted before taking steps towards Hex while swinging the sword back and forth.
Hex took the bag of gems Streak had given him and poured one into his hand. He had concentrated on absorbing it's power and it turned grey then shattered. Hex wasn't sure it had worked until the tips of his arrows began to glow such a bright red it could be seen through the leather quiver. In a attempt of self defense he pulled out one of the arrows and clumsily tried to notch it into place. Aaron saw him trying to fight back and stopped messing around. He darted forward slashing his sword upwards. Hex leaned back to dodge but the attack snapped his bow clean in half. Some of the crowd cheered as Hex backed up. As soon as he was close enough one of the cadets shoved him forward. The push left him exposed in Aaron's range of attack. He wasted no time and launching his sword into a deadly side swipe aimed for Hex's throat. Hex dropped to the floor and allowed the sword to swoosh harmlessly overhead. How had he done that? He had never had any prior training.
The failed attack left Aron momentarily off guard and Hex took the opportunity. He took of the arrows and drilled it Into Aaron's chest. The glowing red tip hissed before exploding and knocking Aaron and Hex several feet back. Aaron steel chest plate was sparking red from the heat. He was screaming from the burning metal pressed on his skin as he struggled to remove the armor. When he finally got it off his skin was burnt all over and was bleeding at some points. Aaron glared at Hex with more anger than he had ever seen. And thats saying something coming from Hex. Aaron stormed pushing one of the other cadets to the ground on his way out of the ground. With Aaron gone all the crowd had left to stare at was Hex. Some seemed angry, some impressed, and some purely shocked. Had Hex just helped his case or hurt it?
Everyone in the training hall stood in eerie silence until a tall slender man cleared his throat and then yelled "Don't just stand there! Back to work!" The assembled crowd slowly began to disperse. The sound of swords clashing and arrows being fired resumed and it was like nothing had ever happened. Hex didn't know what he was supposed to do so he just remained standing in the middle of the training hall.
Feeling stupid for just standing their Hex decided to go to one of the archery ranges that were set up in the courtyard. At each target two or three cadets were lined up waiting for their turn. Hex took his place in the back of one of the lines. The two people in front payed him no attention as if he simply didn't exist. Hex watched the people in front of him fire arrows. The first one fired 7 arrows each one slicing the previous down the center. The second person's arrows were surrounded by fire, ice, or electricity. Hex could only imagine how insignificant he would look compared to those before him. When he turned his head to take an arrow from the quiver Hex saw the man still watching him, studying. It was somewhat unsettling. Deciding to ignore it Hex slowly notched the arrow in to place and aimed at the target. It seemed so far away he had no chance of hitting it. As soon as he was about to fire Hex felt a foot slam into his back causing him to fire the arrow directly into the ground. Like the arrow from earlier this one exploded and knocked Hex off his feet. He landed with a thud and had the wind knocked out of him. The two behind him were laughing and insulting him. Hex staggered to his feet and just walked away. No sense in giving them the reaction they wanted.
Hex was now left standing alone only more reluctant to try anything. So far his situation hadn't gotten better. Maybe everyone just wanted him dead? And that was just something he had to except. Or maybe Hex was on the wrong side. He could try to find one of the cities were there were people like him. He could even meet his father and maybe even have a real family...
"Hey! What are you doing standing there all by yourself?" Hex looked around for whoever had said that. "Look up." The voice called again. Hex turned his gaze to the sky to see a girl sitting in a tree seventy feet high. The branches on the tree were so thin especially up high it was a wonder that she was able to climb up there. She stood up on the branch that was somehow supporting her wait and fell backwards. The strangest part was that she didn't even seem to care. Only feet before she hit the ground a gold flash of light shown from her back and when the light cleared white wings had formed. With feathers and everything similar to a dove's wings. The wings caught her inches before impact and shot her up back up into the air before gliding down to stand in front of Hex. As soon as she landed the wings the gold flash flared again and the wings were gone. Hex wasn't even surprised. It wasn't the strangest thing he had seen today.
"Uh, hi." Hex said and offered a little wave.
"I've never seen you before. You must be new." Hex nodded. He was new and she was the first person at the academy to have a normal conversation with him since they found out his identity. "My name's Angel." she said with a smile.
"Hex." he replied without a change of expression.
"What are you doing standing here all by yourself? Your guide is supposed to be showing you around." Angel acted like she didn't know what happened a few minutes earlier. It was hard to miss when everyone gathered around like that. Hex ran his foot along the ground allowing himself to drain it's energy leaving a gray line.
"That's why." Hex answered glumly. Angel's smile faded and she took a step back.
"Y-you're a chaos guard..." she said with wide eyes. Hex lowered his and began to walk away. Even in a city full of magic he was still a freak.
"Wait! Don't go." Angel called. Hex stopped in his tracks and turned around. Angel's upbeat attitude had returned even though it seemed forced. "You must not have gotten a guide. I guess I'll just have to show you around myself."
"Follow me but be quiet." Angel instructed before heading for the main hallway. She swerved through the crowd swiftly leaving Hex struggling to keep up. She opened the door slowly and headed for one of the doors on the side. Angel kept a close eye on Commander Vince's office as she waited for Hex to go ahead.
Just like Hex had thought a spiral staircase was on the other side of the door. It must lead up one of the towers. Hex followed Angel up the stairs. They passed several heavy wooden doors and torches that lit up the dim stairway. Spiderwebs were littered wall over the stairs like this place hadnt been used in a long time. But the torches were lit. Strange.
At the top they were met by a hatch which Angel opened with a only a wave of her hand. Hex pulled himself through the hatch and stood up. He was standing on the very top of the tower. It was so high up that he felt a little nauseous. The view made up for it though. Hex could see the entire city from the tower including the castle in the center, the armory he was at with Streak, and the people who looked like ants. He could even see the lush forest tinted with orange light from the setting sun over the walls. And in the distance Hex could see water. It reflected the setting sun's light and seemed to glow.
"Pretty great isn't it?" Angel said from behind. Hex nodded in agreement still looking over the edge. The wind blowing his grey hair into his face. "I always come up here instead of training. It's much more peaceful up here." Angel said perching herself on the railing and looking down. It amazed Hex that she didnt fall but even if she did she could fly.
"We aren't supposed to be up here are we?" Hex asked.
"Not at all" She answered. Hex smirked before asking the question that had been on his mind.
"How did you not see the fight?"
"Fight?"
"Yeah, Everyone gathered around and I had to fight some guy named Aaron." That surprised Angel causing her to slip and fall off the ledge. A few moments later she floated back up her wings out.
"Aaron is Vince's son. He has no magic what so ever but is so skilled he is the strongest in the academy. How the hell did you survive?" Was it really that big a deal? Aaron wasn't even that hard to beat. Hex shrugged his shoulders.
"Got lucky." She didnt seem satisfied with that answer but moved on.
"As for why I missed I sorta fell asleep in the tree." Her voice trailed off at the end.
"Really?" Hex said with a laugh.
"Shut up!" She said laughing herself.
Just as things were starting to look up the city's alarms sounded. Red lights flared from each corner of the walls. Red flares were shot into the air. "The city's under attack!" Angel yelled over the sound of the alarm. Over the walls Hex could see an enormous mirror began to form. Just like the one Streak had used but one hundred times larger. Life really couldn't give Hex a break he thought as the first of the horde poured from the mirror and charged towards the wall.
I will update faster next time since I will be home and I like writing battle scenes. Any reviews are greatly appreciated.
