Elemental: Fire

Chapter 4

After what happened in Professor Nova's class, Scarlett failed in trying to keep attention away from herself. She didn't think of it much, it was just a ring of Fire, anyone could do it with much practice, right?

However, Professor Nova was deep in thought as Luncheon went by. At her desk, she was deep in thought, entwining her hands and holding her two index fingers to her lips.

I was correct, but what must I do now? I did my part, but I have to do more. A little visual isn't going to do it, the lecturer thought.

"Professor? Professor? Attica," someone raised their voice.

Attica raised her head, realizing who was in front of her. It was the Dean of the academy, his blue eyes staring right at her. He had a sharp black beard, gray hairs sneaking in here and there. His long cloak was of a deep crimson color, with gold lining. The hood of his cloak was donned on his head, forming into a soft triangle shape around his face.

"It's almost the deadline. We've looked for 2 years," Silvius calmly reminded.

Attica shot up from her desk. The day had finally come. After 2 years of inspecting and testing, using lessons as excuses to test the students, its finally paid off. She held a slip of old, yellowish paper, textured with age. The bottom of the slip was not as smooth as the top, almost as though it had been torn from the rest.

"3rd term. As the prophecy reads:

As morning comes to end,
The warrior will ascend,
And their powers at full will,
And others admire still.
Bright to the core,
From land to shore,
As we near the last call,
There is faith we won't fall.

"And how does this refer to them," Silvius questioned.

The women slowly sat down in a nearby seat, all of the pieces of the puzzle coming together.

" 'As morning comes to end, the warrior will ascend'. 3 term was when they displayed their full power, which is approximately 11:20 A.M., or the ending of morn. Many the students admired her power. The rest I don't understand, but the beginning adds up."

The Dean went over to the window and looked at the greenery.

"Alas, they have sent us our warrior. Just when we thought..." The man couldn't finish his statement. Even saying it was too much.

"The only thing we have to do now is tell the student," Attica said, breaking the silence.

"And now, or else our world is no longer the safe haven we believe it to be."

The Dean turned from the window and looked at the professor. He noticed the bottom of her himation was light black with dirt.

"If I may ask, why is your dress stained," he mentioned, already having an idea.

She whipped the dress back, hiding most of it from his eye.

"No reason," she replied, not making eye contact.

"Attica. Now."

"I sent it."

"Sent what?"

"The Vision."

Silvius stepped back, but calmly replied, "You should have consulted me beforehand."

"I couldn't wait any longer! I had my suspicions about her, and it worked! She noticed!"

"Then we know now..."

"Yes. Scarlett Rose Arno is our hero."