Welcome to the villains world!
This will be a combination of the first few prologues with a bit extra to do with my oc.
‘What was that noise....?’ The girl though to herself. It sounded like someone was hitting wood. Wait, was she asleep. She tried to wake up but her eyesight remained black. Was her eyes closed? No she could blink. The girl could also hear herself breath, feel the walls on her back . She wasn’t dreaming. Then what was stopping her from seeing? It was a good thing she no longer had a fear of the dark, their was no light to be seen at all.
Her back was against something hard, a wall mabye? It was hard and felt rough, like wood. She could feel the wall in front of her touching her chest while the sides touched her. Moving her hands up to the wall in front she pushed with as much might as she could, trying to move it. It was no use.she felt something asleep in her arms. It was an animal of some sort. Feathers? So a bird. Oh wait. It was yukino. The girls eagle owl she had raised. Guess he got caught with her.
Her hand was still resting on the wood board in front of of her, when she heard yelling from outside. It was coming from outside, muffled by the layer of thick oak.
“Crap. People are coming. Got to find a uniform while...” The voice was croaky with a accent. She couldn’t pinpoint how, but it sounded familiar.She felt slight bangs from the wood in front. Almost like someone trying to open it.
“Grrrr!!! The lid is too heavy.” The creature sounded out of breath and upset. Whining loudly. The banging continued whoever was outside was stubborn. She will give them that.
“ Time for...*heavy breath* my secret move!” A tiny bit of light was starting to expand in one of the corners. It was blinding:“Guwwaahuuh~~~~ There!”
‘F-fire?!’ She cries out in her head. For a split second she swore blue flames had appeared in front of her. Was she hallucinating? No. Her brain couldn’t be that good especially since her own name had slipped her mind.
The slab of oak had been removed from her box and she could see again. She was in some sort of room? There were coffins floating around the room much like her own. The dark blue pillars had lamps on them shining a dingy green. In the center of the room was a mirror. The black surface was surrounded by silver vines.
“Ok, ok. Gotta get... Whaaaaaaa!!!!” Ow. Her ears. “Why are you up!?” The sound awoke the bird in her arms as he went flying down the hallway. It’s fine yukino can take care of himself. She will call him back if she needs him, it’s best to let him calm down though. Looking down to the floor she saw where the voice was coming from. A grey.... raccoon? Was screaming, eyes widened with shock. Wait a second, raccoons don’t talk!
“A talking r-raccoon?!” The red-head screams, not believing what she is seeing.
The tiny animal huffed and puffed out its chest. Stomping its foot and pouting it shouted“I’m the Great Grim!” Uh-oh. She seems to have got a nerve. “Well, whatever. Hey,human! Hurry up and gimme those clothes!”Smirking he put his hand out, beckoning for her to undress. When she didn’t start to hand over the clothing, his smirk grew wider. “Otherwise.... I’ll roast ya!” He lifted up his hand- paws. Blue flames appeared again taller than before dangerously close to her face. As if to ask to eat her layers of skin and burn her. She didn’t know why but seeing those flames didn’t scare her. Mabye it was the colour or maybe it was the fact she was still quite numb. Her feet stayed in place. “Dreaming about getting roasted by a raccoon, that’s a new one!” she said while staring blankly at the culprit of the flames. “I said I’m not a freaking raccoon!” The creature started trying to attack her.
Knowing it’s probably best not to let this angry furball hit her she started running. She run down hallways with lockers, through classrooms with blackboards and all the way to some sort of library. Massive bookshelf up to the ceiling were lining the walls. Some books were even hovering about. Weird.
“Where the heck am I?” She asked nobody while running into the darkness to hide.
“Did you really think you’d get away from my nose? Dumb human!”The angry raccoon said after running through the entrance. Great. He started walking towards a table. Looking for her. The same smirk plastered on his face. “If you don’t wanna get roasted, better hand over-”*Smack* “Buwah!? Ow! What’s with this cord?!” A black cord had rapped around its waist keeping it in place.
“It’s no mere cord. It is a lash of love!”
The owner of the whip corrected. He was a tall man with yellow eyes. He was wearing a blouse, with a vest and tie. Over the top of that he had some sort of cape. He wore a black top gap with a blue ribbon tied around it. On its side was a smaller version of the mirror in the first room.
“Ah, found you at last. Are you one of the new students?” He questioned. Closing his eyes he spoke again. It seems he couldn’t see the girl because he was yet to comment on her gender and appearance. “You shouldn’t do things like that. Leaving the Gate on your own!” He crossed his arms why sighing, reopening his eyes. “Not only that, you have yet to tame your familiar which has broken a number of school rules.”
“I’m not her freakin’ familiar!” Cried grim while trying to escape.
It seems once again the gender has gone over his head. “Sure, sure. The rebellious ones always say things like that. Now just quiet down for a moment.” He places a hand over grims mouth. Telling him to shut up. “My goodness. It’s unprecedented that a student leave the Gate on their own.” *sigh* “How impatient could you be? The entrance ceremony is well underway. Let’s head to the hall of mirrors.”
“Gate?” The girl asked stepping out of the shadow. Gasps could be heard from Grim. Grim new she was a girl, of course but he didn’t take time to look at the burn scar covering the left side of her face. Not quite reaching past her eye but traveling all the way down to her back as far as he could see.
“It’s the room you woke up in with all the doors. All students who wish to attend the academy must pass through one of those doors to arrive here.” He looked up to see her. His face was shocked for a few seconds. “Normally., students wake up only after the door is opened with a special key but...”
“The fire must of blown the lid off.” She stated. Personally she hated the suspicious look he was giving her.
Unfazed by her he spoke. “So in the end the culprit appears to be this familiar.If you are gonna bring it with you you have to take responsibility and properly take care of it.” He looked up at the girl and finally seemed to of noticed their scars and gender. “....Oh my! Now isn’t the time to be long winded. The entrance ceremony will soon come to a close. Let’s get a move on.” He started walking to the entrance, expectingher to follow.
“Just a second.” The girl asked,still confused. “Who exactly are you?” She may be in a different place but she knew better than to follow strange men she had only just met.
“What’s this? Are you still dazed?” The man retorted with a questioning tone. The raccoon still tight in his grasp. “It appears the magic teleportation has left you disoriented.... well it’s fine. It happens often enough.” Turning to face her, smile on face, he continued. “I will explain to you on the way there. For I am gracious.” Feeling as if she had no choice, the red-head followed him. This seems like the only way she was gonna get answers.
He led her to a courtyard. A fountain stood in the center with paths coming of it from all sides. Patches on grass say in the corners one containing a apple tree. “This is Night Raven College. Those magicians blessed with a unique apitude for magic father here from all over the world, here at the most prestigious magical academy in Twisted Wonderland.” Magicians? What is this crazy old look talking about? Does he mean the people who sit on stage on wow you with some tricks. Like pulling a rabbit out of a hat. She had never heard of a country called ‘Twisted Wonderland’ mabye she didn’t pay enough attention in geography. You would of thought she’d remember a place with a strange name like that. “And I am the principal, appointed to take care of this academy by the board of chairmen, Dire Crowley.” Wait, that surname.... THEY HAVE THE SAME ONE?! Of course someone has the same surname as you but she didn’t expect it to be this crazy old man! Good thing she doesn’t use her surname at all. The thing that bothered her is how come she is able to remember her surname and geography class but not her NAME? The headmaster didn’t seem bothered by her internal struggle and continued. “Only those magicians seen worthy by the dark mirror can attend this school. Chosen ones use the Gate and are summoned here from around the world.” He looked at the small human. “An ebony carriage carrying a gate should have gone to meet you as well.”
An ebony carriage? She doesn’t remember stepping into one but.... “I think i remember a horse with a terrifying face....” Yes, its dark, beady eyes where engraved in her memory. How they were void and empty yet beautiful at the same time. How it stared at here empty of emotions.
“The ebony carriage goes to welcome new students chosen by the Dark Mirror.They are special carriages that carry the doors to the academy.” He sounded dull like this was something she should already know. He then continued speaking. “The market decided years ago that carriages are used to welcome people on special days.” It was odd to say the least. Why a carriage? There are plenty of good buses you could of used. Carriages went out of style during the 1900’s“So your saying a carriage just brought me here? On its own?”
Grim yelled in anger but it came out muffled due to the gloves hand covering his mouth. The raccoons hands and legs flailing about, trying to escape the headmasters tight grasp.
“Come let’s go to the entrance ceremony.”
The trio travelled back to the room with the mirror as the center. It was filled with students, all different shapes and sizes. She could see a small boy with lilac hair and a tall boy with blue hair. In the corner she could see a tanned person with white hair and... are those animal ears? Wait, where they real?
“Is that all for the new dorm assignments?” A loud voice boomed. The girl looked over to see a fellow red-head yelling at some people. “Listen up new students. Here in Heartslaybul I am the rules. Break them and it’s of with your head.” Wow, bit extreme.
“....Uuugghh.The stuffy ceremony is finally over. We are going back to the dorm. Savanaclaws follow me.” A dark haired male yawned. He had animal ears poking out the top of his robes.
“To the new students, congratulations on entering this academy. Enjoy your life here to the fullest.” Who was this? “As the dormitory leader of Octovinelle I will support you to the best of my ability.” Just hearing his voice and actions made the small girl uneasy. It may sound nice to the untrained ear but she could hear the undertone of a shady schemer. She made a mental note to stay clear of that one.
“By the way, where did the dean go? He flew right out in the middle of the ceremony...” A taller figure spoke.
“Abandoning his post...” Where was this voice coming from? Perhaps the person was short?
“Did he get a stomachache or something?”
“Not at all!” The headmaster exclaimed.
The younger students jumped, startled by the sudden bang. The Leaders however ,did not flinch, it must be normal for them.
“I cannot believe you all. We were missing one new student so I went to find them.” The crow says crossing his arms and pouting. He turns and looks at her emerald eyes. “You are the only one yet to be assigned a dormitory. I shall watch over the raccoon, step in front of the Dark Mirror.”
Sounds of protest were made from Grimm still with the headmasters hand around his mouth.
Looking around the room, she noticed a massive, dark mirror. It was floating, somehow. She made her way towards it, pulling her hood down more. As her high heels clicked against the floor boards she felt all eyes on her and she hated the attention. “Wait, is that a girl?” “What is a girl doing here?” Here the whispers come. She was shocked at the fact they commented on her gender ; not her appearance. It must be the hood she was wearing. The garment that adorned her was a black and purple robe with the details being in gold. It was odd and probably made for a special occasion. She didn’t remember putting them on, she doesn’t remember stepping into the coffin- the thing which she awoke from.
Stepping in front of the supposed ‘magic’ mirror , her breath was hitched. Nervousness flooded her body ;the only thing she could do was stand and wait.
All of a sudden, when she thought nothing was gonna happen, the mirror spoke up. It’s face watching her, judging her every move.
“Child of man, burnt by flames. The shape of your soul is.....”
You could hear a pin drop it was that quiet. The atmosphere was tense and hushed.
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