The Darkness Inside

Prologue

I had just finished writing my test. It wasn't hard and it wasn't for a lot of marks. I was pretty sure I would ace it. I glanced at the clock; fifteen minutes still left. This was going to be a long wait. A small thud hits me at the back of my head and a pen lid rolls down my shoulder. Right on time I thought miserably. For the past three weeks (ever since I started at this school) at every fifteen minutes to the hour, I have been hit with stationery. I have not amused the boys by giving a reaction instead I do nothing. This is nearly the longest I have been at any school and I was not going to leave because of two boys.

Another thud, this one slightly louder. I catch the object before it hits the ground. Opening up the crumble paper ball, it had one simple word on it: FREAK. This was normal. No matter where I go, I am always the freak, the outsider, the weirdo. The only reason it hurts so much is because it is true. No matter how hard I wish it wasn't it is. To be honest, it's just a reminder of how dangerous I can and could be.

A sharp pain flares across my neck. I place my hand where the pain is. My breathe catches as I see my hand, sticky and covered with my own blood. The clang of scissors on the floor brings me back to reality. Silently I stood up and faced the two boys at the back of the classroom. Their smirks fall, their faces drain of color and their eyes are as wide as saucers. I walk towards them. The class which was filled with the noise of pens on paper was now silent. I grab the one boy by his collar and the other boy by his collar. I lift the two easily into the air and pin them to the wall. I will them to stick there. I raise a palm glowing black-red. A red glow fills the classroom and when it disappeared the boys were gone. All that was left of them were two piles of ash. Smirking I strode back to my seat.

I caught my reflection in the window and froze. My emerald green eyes were black, my brown-red hair floated around my face, I was levitating off the floor and I was surrounded in a red and black glow. The sight of me drained my anger. My hair fell, my eyes reverted back, my feet touched the ground and the glow faded. All I could feel was shame and fear. Without looking at the class I teleported away.

Those boys wear never seen again. Neither was I. I let my anger get control of myself. The worst part was during my 'episode' I felt happy almost like I was doing the right thing. Now I need to find a new place to finish my schooling. A new country as this one will surely be searching for me. I lean over my map, where to next. I decide on a place that will keep me safe from them. A place that is known as magical to the entire world. I decide on the country Ireland.