After all of my classes, I finally had a chance to see Drake and Neveah. I strolled quite slowly through the winding halls. When I saw no one was looking, I twirled.
I kept twirling, and twirling. But then I heard a raspy voice calling my name.
"Oreo!" She said.
"Um...'ello?" I asked, stopping myself immediately.
"Oreo! Master Zake would like to see you!" The voice said again, not listening to me one bit.
I looked around, but I couldn't find anyone. Blimey, what's going on?! I got into a fighting stance just in case.
"Oreo! Oreo! Oreo!"
"Show yourself!!!" I screamed.
"Come to the office! See Master Zake!"
"Please..." I whimpered.
I searched again, side to side, down and up, staying very cautious in the process. When I searched the last corner of the corridor, I found the loudspeaker, blasting "Oreo!" out of her mouth.
"Whoops..." I giggled.
I spun all the way to the office, my arms outstretched and my intestines in knots. Master Zake stood there at the door, his brows were furrowed and his eyes shown quite a bit of rage.
" 'Ello..." I whispered, I knew he was mad.
"You're new mentor is here, meet Master Exel." Zake said as a sturdily built man with bleach blonde hair emerged,"he is one of our best, so make sure not to give him too much of that...silly business."
"Ok Master! 'Ello Exel!" I babbled without thinking, and then I gave him a big hug.
"I see what you mean, Master Zake. I will whip her into shape immediately. No more funny stuff for you, Oreo." He growls, shoving me off of his chest.
"Umm, you're nice." I scoffed.
Master Zake gave me one final glare and stormed into the office. Exel grabbed me and dragged me to the training room.
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I saw it all happen. In fact, it happened too quick.
Drake held on the platform, eyes dewy as his face. Neveah looked down, her face showed pity, but not the kind that would make her lift him up.
She thought...but made the wrong choice. A snap of the fingers was all it took for him to plummet.
Foolish boy, putting his feet down to stop his fall was wrong. Drake landed on a foot, and his ankle crunched beneath.
"NO!!!!" I screeched.
Exel held me back. But I fought. I kicked, I punched, I bit. He held.
Drake hobbled away, screaming.
"I hate how you care for him. It's every man for himself in this world." Exel spat.
"Hate is a powerful word..." I mumbled, looking into his ice blue eyes.
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School of Claw| #Wattys2016
FantasiaOreo is worried. She's been going to this school for ten years, but this year is different. Older students and teachers whisper about "Knights".... And a on coming attack. Nevaeh is scared. Swept away during cheerleading practice, she was taken her...
