The Hunter Academy

~Çhapter Føur~

I groaned and rubbed my eyes groggily, I rolled lazily out of bed and walked to my bathroom.

I was so tired.

I had another weird dream last night where a guy was in my room and tried to kidnap me, the scariest part though was that he succeeded; he had knocked me out with a golden powder.

I took another step forward and went to kick open the bathroom door but I felt a sharp pain in my foot as I kicked something hard and no door swung open.

"Ow!"

I finally opened my eyes to see a wall but the wall wasn't black like my room it was gold and red, I stared at the wall, fazed for a moment, before I looked around the entire room.

The walls were painted a rich red while decorated with golden patterns, the floor was a carpet made of an animal fur I couldn't distinguish but it was a greyish white colour.

The bed post was made of mahogany wood with the duvets a cream colour and a cream canopy above, one of the walls was covered in cream curtains and I could only guess that there were floor to ceiling windows behind them, there was a cream sofa and two single chairs next to a fireplace with a glass table, a flatscreen TV. There was also a large mahogany desk with a comfy red and gold chair as well as a walk in wardrobe.

There was a door opposite the bed that led to an ensuite bathroom. The bathroom was just as well decorated as the bedroom with the colour scheme of white and gold instead. There was a shower and bath, toilet and sink as well as a door that led to the walk in closet.

I sat down on the bed and ran a hand over my face. Is this real? Did this really happen? Is this another nightmare or had I really been kidnapped?

I felt panic race through my veins as I thought about how I had actually been kidnapped.

I released a shaky breath and went into the bathroom, a shower might calm me down. That is if they didn't poison the water or something.

It took me awhile to work out how to use the fancy shower but I did it eventually and took a hot shower. I washed my hair and watched as the shampoo I washed out was sparkling with the golden powder that knocked me out after the boy had blown it at me.

I pulled on a silk robe before I walked into the closet and found only one set of clothes; a black cloak, a black tank top, black trousers and black combat boots with black leather fingerless gloves.

I stared at it for a moment and contemplated not wearing it before realising that I actually didn't have any other clothes to wear unless I wanted to prance around in my pyjamas - which were just a pair of shorts and a shirt - I exhaled heavily through my nose before changing into the clothes. Just as I finished changing there was knock on the door. I jumped in surprise.

"Come in?" I said but it sounded like a question, I wasn't really sure if I wanted whoever was on the other side of the door to come in.

The door opened and a boy came in. The same boy from last night. He was wearing the exact same clothes as me, he seemed nervous but he saw me and smiled.

"Hi, I'm..." he didn't get to finish as I slapped him across the face. His head whipped to the side and I grabbed him by his cloak.

"You're going to tell me where I am and you're going to get me home. Now." I hissed.

Just then the door opened again - without a knock this time - and a man came in. He had close cropped dark brown hair like a soldier, stormy grey eyes, broad shoulder and muscular arms. He stared at me in shock, he froze for a second before reanimating and regaining his composure.