Ghostly touches

Part One

Theo's POV

I walked down the corridors of the 'most prestigious' academy in the Empire, filled with snotty brats who think they are above everyone else among those with truly exceptional talent.

The rich boys come from noble families and are the typical rich brats that spend their parent's money. They pick on other people that aren't as rich as them and are major bullies. Not to mention they are as weak as hell but of course they pick on weaker people. Something that I found utterly disgusting especially with me being the headmaster's adopted son.

Being an orphan and all, may or may not have been put at the top of their 'bully the shit out of that poor filthy person until they commit suicide or become our slaves' list.

As you think it isn't pleasant. At all.

But I put up with them. And no I'm not a push over. I ignore them, do the smart thing and avoid them.

However little mistake was trying to pick on me on a particular bad day...they might or might not have ended in the hospital. Although it was a relief to release my anger on someone else, it did get me in a whole load of trouble and maybe a punishment that I so totally didn't deserve. Okay maybe I kinda did but the brats were looking for death so I gave them what they wanted.

I don't have any friends except, Lucas. His my best and only friend. He stupidly approached me and asked to be my friend.

At first I thought he was a dumb idiot that couldn't understand a simple thing. My reputation of not wanting to socialize with anyone clearly said for itself that I didn't want to associate myself with anyone, but then when he took a dirty hit meant for me and helped me out in an unfair fight my impression of him did a 180° change.

Through I still think his dumb.

We've been friends for 3 years and his been by my side though high and low. His the only one that can get anything that's similar to a smile/laugh out of me. I have to say sometimes he made me feel a certain feeling that I never thought I would be able to ever feel again. Happiness.

Now you must be wandering how the hell did I end up in this prestigious academy?

Out of the many ways to get in here I got in through the one that everyone shames. I was adopted by the headmaster. Not that I don't appreciate being his adopted son, I really do and to me he gave me something that I've been longing for ever since I woke up in a hospital room with no memory whatsoever. He gave me power.

On the other hand he had said it himself that if I didn't show any talent in magic then I wouldn't be able to set one foot in the academy. From his point of view I'm very strong for someone my age.

The magical arts are the empire's special ability, it's a powerful way of battling with your powers but also your weapon and adding martial arts. The spells are deadly and ancient, only few people are able to practice them such as the elite mages.

People in general have magic, they can do spells and specialize in an element such as fire, water, earth and air. However the spells used are not very powerful.

I might seem like a prodigy in their eyes, but I trained very hard to get here. An orphan with no memory to add, doesn't get far in this world so I trained really hard. Took the headmaster's lessons seriously.

I'm not very strong, I still have a lot of things to learn. Unlike the armies captain, Ian Damonium, I'm like a little bug. Not to add the fact that my body is slim and curvy.

I promised myself to get stronger, stronger than him. Once I saw him kill a person in less than a second without even exerting  himself.

It was truly amazing yet terrifying.