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Y/n woke up groaning as he tried rubbing his head but the space, he was in was cramped...and dark. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a loud rattling sound. "I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me..." "Someone" says on the other side of the door(?).

"Urggh... This lid weighs a ton! Try this on for size! Mya-ha!" "Someone" shouted and a second later the sound of a loud explosion made Y/n groan in pain from the impact on his eardrums.

He could see blue flames slightly entering and made it more noticeable he was inside a coffin.

"What the- fire?!" From the impact of the fire the coffin lid flew off hitting a wall not too far from where he was. He stood there shocked trying to process what had happened. "Now to grab the goods..." A talking cat said before realizing Y/n was awake and staring at him with wide eyes.

"What?! You ain't supposed to be awake!" The cat said, his face shocked. "Did I hit my head too hard or am I seeing a weasel talking? - And are those floating coffins?!" Y/n shouted, his head already hurting from having more than 1 thing on his mind. "Oh-ho! You got a lotta nerve ignoring me, human! The names Grim. Believe me, you won't forget it!" Grim said and pointed a paw at Y/n who stared at him.

"Yeah, yeah sure "Grim"." Y/n mumbled before looking down realizing he wasn't wearing the same clothes he once was wearing.

"Now gimmie your uniform, and be quick about it! 'Cause if you don't, you're gonna regret it!" Grim said as he tried to intimidate Y/n with his blue flames. "I would, but I don't have anything underneath so I won't be doing that chipmunk." Y/n said with a raised eyebrow.

"And being roasted alive by a talking weasel isn't on my to do list. If this is a dream I really hope to wake up like, right now."

"Well keep dreamin', 'cause I ain't no weasel!" Grim said before getting moved over to the side by Y/n who quickly left and wandered around till he ended up in a library that had a few floating books around.

"Where the hell am I?" He mumbled as he started biting his nails out of habit. "Foolish human! Did you really think you could slip away from ME?" Grim asked empathizing the 'me' part. "Uhh yeah?-" "Now, unless you wanna get burned to a crisp, take off that —" Grims's sentence was cut short when a whip had hit him.

"Me-YEOW! That hurt! What gives?" Grim shouted and looked at a man who had a half a mask covering his eyes, a top hat with a very pretty mini mirror on it that had a rich bluish-purple ribbon wrapped around with a bird feather, his outfit looked like it was from a fairy tale.

"Consider it tough love." The unknown man said to Grim before turning his attention into Y/n. "Ah, I've found you at last. Splendid. I trust you're one of this year's new students?" He asked receiving a confused look from Y/n.

"My, were you ever eager to make your debut. And bringing a poorly trained familiar with you? That is a clear violation of the school's rules." "A wha-" "As if I'd serve some lowly human! Now lemme go!" Grim shouted at the unknown man.

"Yes, yes. Rebellious familiars always say that. Do be quiet for a bit, won't you?" The unknown man said before covering Grim's mouth. "Mmmrph!" "Dear me. Of all the students I've dealt with, you're the first with temerity enough to open their own gate and step out of it. Does the very notion of patience elude you." He said sounding a tad bit annoyed.

"No matter. Your orientation has already begun. Let us return to the Mirror Chamber." He said leaving Y/n speechless. "Orientation? I swore I just started summer vacation three days ago. And what do you mean by 'gate'?" Y/n asked crossing his arms as he raised an eyebrow. "You awakened in a room full of gates, did you not?" He asked.

"You mean coffins?" "All of the students here at the campus arrived by passing through such gates. Although typically the students have restraint enough to wait until I open them before waking up." He explained to Y/n who was still letting everything settle in. "So, what you're saying is those coffins I saw and came out of are gateways?" Y/n asked.

"The design is intended to symbolize a parting with your former world, and a rebirth into a new one. But now is not the time for such prattle-" "I'm dead?! Well, that doesn't sound too bad." Y/n said pretty happy yet kind of sad about it.

"You've a student orientation to attend to so no more foolishness. Go on, now. Make haste." The unknown man said trying to shoo Y/n away. "First off, who are you? Since I've 'arrived' here you never once told me your name." Y/n said.

"Hm? Have you not fully regained consciousness? The timespace teleportation must have addled your memories... Well, these things happen, I suppose. I shall explain it to you while we walk. Truly, my magnanimity is boundless." He said as a small smile plastered his face and by the looks of his mask his eyes were closed in a delightful way. "Alright?" Y/n mumbled before he started walking with the unknown man till, they ended up in the courtyard. The unknown man cleared his throat a bit before speaking.

"This is Night Raven College. It is an institution for students the world over who demonstrate a rare aptitude for magic. It is the most prestigious academy of its sort in all of Twisted Wonderland." He explained as Y/n stood there. 'College?! I'm in college already?!' Y/n shouted in his head. "And I am Dire Crowley. Having been entrusted with its care by the chairman, I serve as head mage." Crowley said, sounding pretty proud.

"Wait, wait, wait. if I heard correctly, you said magic right?" Y/n asked once that part had settled in. "Only those who the Dark Mirror perceives as having a talent for magic are admitted to the college. Those who are selected are summoned to the campus through those 'gates', which can appear anywhere. A black carriage bearing one such hate should have come to meet you." Crowley said.

"Ooh, the horse and carriage that looked like it belonged in the 15th century. That still doesn't explain all the questions I have..." Y/n sighed as he rubbed his temple. "That black carriage serves to receive a student chosen by the Dark Mirror. It too bears a gate that connects to this campus. And as you know, sending a carriage to meet someone on a special day is a time-honored tradition." Crowley told him.

"So basically, that carriage dragged me here against my will? I've been kidnapped by people who look like they're in the medieval time oh my god." Y/n groaned as he crouched down and closed his eyes since his headache was just getting worse by the minute.

"Mmfff! Mmmmmmfff!" Grim said something, but it was muffled.

"Now, let us attend your orientation." Crowley said and helped Y/n up who just looked more miserable than anything.