The Sacred World

Chapter 1: Prologue

Everyone dreads the first day of school, having to wake up early was something he deeply hated, with his inner most feelings, getting to sleep at night was what allowed him to be at peace with himself and feel more livelier. He had gotten up and had already been within the assembly hall. His pale blue eyes had been shut, as he leaned over onto his arm. His thick, oily, black hair hung limply over his face, covering his bushy eyebrows. His mouth was slightly open, allowing for a trail of druel to make it's way from down the right side of his mouth to his chin. His pale skin gave rise to a red tone as the light from the doors gracefully lit up half of his face. Fast asleep, completely oblivious to the shuffling and movement around him of students trying to get into the hall. The murmurs and grunts of annoyed students on their unwanted return to the academy's first academic year and the uncertainty of the new first-years arrival. He usually would be awake by then to see and analyse the new faces, but he hadn't gotten any sleep and knowing the school rules and protocols, he wouldn't be getting any much sleep that night either. So there he was, in the hall, fast asleep.

"You'll lose your head if you don't make sure that it's on your shoulders at all times," said a deep and golden voice, which came along with a smooth tone and such an enigmatic English accent it was almost hypnotising.

He opened his one eye to stare at a fairly tall guy, looking to be a third-year. He had pale skin, pale to an extent he seemed dead, pitch black hair that formed bangs just below his eyebrows which were thin and sharp. He had a dark outline to his eyes, as if he were tired, a finely defined jawline and brown, dead and expressionless eyes. His eyes didn't match him at all as he looked to be a fairly nice person as he gave a warm smile.

"The creatures around here tend to be quite the pranksters," said the guy taking a seat next to him, "You're a first-year, I presume?"

"Oh no, I'm actually a third-year," he replied, his other eye still shut as he gave a yawn, covering his mouth.

"A third-year? That's odd, I've never seen you before. Oh and I'm Albert, BTW. That means by the way," said the guy leaning back on his seat, staring a hole through the ceiling, exposing his neck as if in a tired fashion.

"Well I'm Alex," he replied, "Nice to meet you."

"Well Alex, which class are you in?" asked Albert, his eyes slightly shifting to Alex, his attention was fully on him now.

"I don't think that's the question you wanted to ask me. What are you, right? That's what you wanna know," said Alex quite wryly and straight forward, he had found his voice to be quite raspy and his tone may or may not have come off as evasive and rude.

"So you read through that, but yeah, you got me. Should I expect an answer from you, though?" asked Albert, his eyes shifting back to the ceiling.

Alex clicked his fingers as a spark started and a ball of flame burst onto his finger tips, it danced and whipped around as it's light illuminated the shadow of his hands around him, "I'm an inferno."

Albert gave a whistle and leaned forward to examine it, "So you're an A-class, pretty nice."

Alex flicked his fingers as the flames extinguished in a flick of his hand and Alex looked at him, "And what about you? What are you?"

Albert gave a laugh and looked back up at the ceiling and then finally spoke, "Well, me? I'm a-"

"Good Morning."

The hall was now dead silent, they had not noticed that everyone had been seated and very much silent for quite some time. It was odd how it happened so fast. Now everyone's attention was on the middle-aged man who stood by the podium on the stage. He had blonde hair, well, it would've been blonde if his hair and beard hadn't grown into a shade of grey as newly formed wrinkles stretched over his brow. His beard was unshaven and sat like an old animal hide around his jaw and above his upper lip, he was however dressed formally in a seemingly brand-new, navy tuxedo. His voice had matured, yet was not deep, his eyes gave a sharp stare however. The Deputy Headmaster, Mr Barndt.