Monster

Chapter 1

Imogene stared at her hands, neatly folded in her lap. The room was immaculate, perfect in every way. From the pale curtains, to the embroidered sheets, and right down to the students who inhabited it.

Each was dressed in the same uniform: yellow jackets, white tops, black bottoms, and ties. Every girls' hair was tied back with either a black, white, or yellow ribbon-the New Nation's colors.

She sighed. All of these dreadful rules, regulations, and uniforms were enough to make Imogene's eyes roll.

Standing up, she excused herself from the girls' dorm. Hurrying down the hall, she just barely remembered to curtsy to the portraits lining the walls. Each portrait showed a previous headmaster or headmistress. Students were required to show respect to everyone involved with the academy.

Prosper Academy was a school dedicated to the cause. Madame Prosper was the New World's leader. She had been at large for thirty years. Before, the school had just been called the Academy.

Prosper Academy was largely dedicated to molding the New Generation into a Magik army for Madame Prosper. Since the mutation that changed the last two generations into Magiks, people had been trying to control them. Trying to form them into an army for Madame.

No one from this New Generation remembered a time before Madame Prosper's rein. And no one from the First Generation spoke about it. All that was said was the past was filled with death and sickness after the mutation.

Imogene continued past the portraits after hasty curtsies. Coming upon the large, oak doors at the end of the hall, she knocked.

The huge, heavy doors swung open. Imogene ducked in, pulled out her laptop from its bag and sat down.

A girl beside her leaned in and grinned. "Fashionably late as always" she joked.

"Whatever, Catherine." Imogene laughed quietly.

"Ms. Daugherty! Ms. Castell!" The professor snapped. "What could be more important than my lesson?"

"A fat load of things," muttered Catherine, under her breath.

Imogene giggled. "Nothing at all, Sir."

Dr. Clark turned back to his own computer and continued typing his notes. Imogene and Catherine open their laptops, and fingers flying, messaged each other back and forth.

An underclass-man, of exceptional Magik skills, scolded at them from behind. Her small, watery eyes glared at them.

"It would do both of you some good to pay attention." She sniffed, scornfully.

A boy one row in front of them turned around. "Dr. Clark's Magik is so unstable, he had to pay to get in." The boy scoffed with dignity.

"How would you know, Gideon?"

"Well Madelyn, my father, the headmaster, told me."
Gideon must've assumed the two girls would swoon at his rank. But when they didn't, he turned around with a huff.

"I wouldn't be proud of my father for accepting money from that fleabag." Catherine said with an eyebrow raised. "Would you?"
Imogene shrugged. The truth was, no one in the New Generation knew their parents.Each kid were set with adoptive parents and a sibling one year their senior or junior.

Catherine's was a girl by the name of Mable. She was the top of her class in year four of Prosper Academy. Imogene's was a head boy in year four, who she rarely spoke to. She and Cole had some barrier of malice between them that she can't describe.

Imogene had finished her lesson when a light chiming sounded from the nearby bell tower. Imogene and Catherine gathered their bags and raced out of the class.

"You're awfully quiet today." Catherine said as she and Imogene perch themselves on the edge of the fountain. The water fountain in the middle of the main courtyard sparkled in the bright sunlight, spraying them with a light mist.

"Maybe you're just awfully loud." Imogene said shortly as a headache pounded through her.

Catherine was quiet. "Another migraine?" She asked after a moment.

Imogene just nodded. "This time I saw Headmaster Mason."

Catherine was always a little shocked whenever Imogene had visions of a time before Madame a Prosper. This time she nearly toppled into the fountain with surprise.

"W-what was happening this time?" She asked, hesitantly.

"You know that limp that he walks with? His leg was broken and didn't mend properly." Imogene stared blankly at the water fountain. Flashes of colorful lights shimmered in the fountain's spray.

"Oh." was all Catherine said.

Though the visions that came with her migraines were normal. But Imogene usually only see monsters, or things from her past that she might've forgotten about.

She raised her head to look at Catherine. "Headmaster Mason was attacked by a beautiful beast. If had shimmering, golden fur with brown spots and amazing yellow gold eyes."

"The eyes of a predator." Catherine said aloud, mainly to herself it seemed.

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