"NEW ORDER"

"WELCOME TO N.O ACADEMY"

Byron

I come home very early to sleep on my dear bed which is waiting for me. I open the door and I see my aunt watching television "Hi mom!" I call her mom since my real parents died.

"Hello dear!" she turns away from the television to greet me "How's first day school?"

"Uh- It's okay. Fine thanks." I never told my parents about the school calling me a weasel.

I then drag my feet to the stairs. I smile dreamily as I see myself resting on the soft bed. My mother snaps in "Do you have any homework?"

"None" I reply. "It's the first day of school so there is no homework."

"Well if you're not planning to do anything today, I want you to come with me."

I was surprised "What?"

"I'm going to join you in a productive organization."

"But mom, can we do this tomorrow. I'm very tired!" I ask for mercy

"Your sister has signed up. It's your turn."

I go down the stairs, wrap my arms, and make an angry face. My body readies to throw a tantrum. My mother notices it; she goes near me and whispers "Do you want to revenge?"

"Huh?" My face puzzles. "Revenge for what?"

"Revenge the deaths of your parents?"

I stay silent. She says again "There is a powerful and secret academy; The New Order Academy."

"The New Order what-?"

"New Order Academy, it is an organization that will become the political order of this land. They will bring balance and restoration in this world."

"What's that got to do about my parents? My parents weren't politicians."

My aunt looks side by side and whispers "They were killed by wizard and witches" There is a big question mark on top of my head "Wizard and witches? Aren't those folktale characters? Are they even real?"

She continues "They were killed by their powerful magic. Your parents are just weaklings, humans. That's why they can-"

"Look, mom, I hate to break it with you but wizard and witches are not real." I snap as I turn away and walk up the stairs "But I won't be signing up in this so called New Order Academy."

"By the way, Byron…" she continues "…why didn't you tell me that 95% of your batch mates call you "Weasel?"

I shock as my eyes widen. I turn to my mother who is still looking at me. "How did she know that?"

I go down the stairs slowly "Or you didn't tell me that someone told you that "the whole world hates your guts."

"H-h-how did y-you know that?" I stutter

"Magic, of course. How can I read your mind without the use of magic?"

"This isn't black magic." I assure

"Watch" she claps her hands three times and some kind portal appear on front of us. "Jump in, dear."

I shake my head with the mixture of nervousness and fear. She holds my hand "On the count of three, we jump to the portal together."

I nod nervously. She counts "One….Two…..Three!" I close my eyes as we jump into it.

I stumble after going through the portal, landing my face on the floor; my aunt says to me "stand up son. We're here."

I groan as I stand. "Where am I?"

"We're at the front gate of the N.O Academy." She replies

I gaze the academy "This doesn't look like an academy. Looks like hell to me."

"Let's go in" she walks to the gate.

"But—"

"No buts Byron." She snaps. "We are going in there." She forces me. As we walk in I see a around the academy. I see a group of men marching in unison. I see teens, twice my age, training like martial art way. "I won't survive that."

I enter the academy auditorium and see a crowd of people chattering on front of a big stage; probably waiting for someone popping out on the stage. "I hope this isn't a waste of being here."

Then smoke puffs that fill the entire stage and the crowd silence. Then in the smoke appear glowing red eyes. He pulls out his hands in the air and the smoke disappears. I rub my eyes "Did he just suck all the smoke into his hands."

The man shows his head proudly and still raising his hands upwards. The announcer announces to the crowd "Give it up for The One Who is The One!" The crowd cheers wildly with the mixture of howling, clapping and whistling.

The One Who is The One, if that's what they call him, wears a formal red tuxedo and he has a creepy bald head. "He looks like a villain in a hero movie."

"Don't judge by a book by its cover." She reads my mind and whispers to me "Just watch"

The One takes the microphone. He makes a stop sign using his hand and the crowd silence. He says his speech "Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, you know that the election is near. Many people ask "What is the New Order?" I will tell you now." He continues "The New Order is a bright future in this world. It is a future that replaces the democracies like corrupting and illusory freedom; it will replace with higher discipline."

I look at my aunt, who is smirking at him. He continues "After years of planning and research, we will take the opportunity to change that future for a better world. The Council of Ones, my trusted council, is in position because they have the values and principles do what is best. We will do our best to execute the criminals and deviants who are wandering the land; most especially those who are against us. For this moment in history, those who have the courage to do to face the difference, vote us. Thank You." The crowd applauses after saying his final words

I talk to myself "So what's the relation of his speech to my dead parents?"

Suddenly, a reporter calls him up in the crowd and asks "And who are this deviants and criminals?"

The One did not reply for a while but he smiles and replies afterwards "witches and wizards" My eyes widen and my jaw drops slowly.

"But sir, aren't you a wizard too?" Another reporter asks

"For your information I am not a wizard." He says "I'm a necromancer. Necromancers are the ones who balance the world for the future but these wizards and witches are different. They are ruthless beings and they should be eliminated from here. If you want to join us in our elimination team, just ask my general for your request."

I look at my aunt again and she looks at me "It's time to avenge your parents." Anger flames through my systems. My aunt's right; they killed my parents. It's payback time. "Where's the general he's talking about?" I ask and my aunt proudly smiles "Because I've got nerves of revenge coming up. I'm signing for the elimination team."