Shroud of magic

chapter-1

"So had enough dumb-ass!" The impact to Zeros stomach had him gasping for air. Here he was again being beaten by Bruce for what seemed to be the hundredth time. "So you think you can get off without paying up today". Bruce stepped forward and grabbed Zero by the throat. "You know if you would just do as your told this wouldn't happen"

"Sure, and if I did that who else would you beat up, you waste of space" Zero knew this statement would only bring him more pain but he would be dammed if he gave in to this turd. He would never let Bruce get the better of him he had no right to.

"What did you just say?" Bruce hissed, now balling up his fist getting ready to go in for another swing.

"You heard me if you..." and before he could even finish his sentence he felt the wind being forced out of his lungs by a heavy punch to the stomach.

Bruce let go of his neck and allowed him to stumble back on the floor, and triumphant smile on his face "So have anything else to say, or are you all out of air you little insignificant speck"

Zero hated this. The big gorilla in front of him had bothered him for years; for what reason? He had done nothing to him, he just came up to him one day called his mom fat then started hitting him. "No I have nothing left to say ugly" he hissed "but I'm sure your mum does"

"What?" Bruce's face twisted with rage "you talking about my mum?"

Zero let out a loud laugh "well, of course, she treated me so well the last time you attacked me." Zero did not actually enjoy seeking the help of others but if it would get this guy off his back then he would gladly submit.

Bruce now backed off, the realization dawning on his face that if his mother was involved there would be hell to pay and Zero knew this, after all, they didn't see Bruce at school for weeks the last time he attacked Zero. "You...you little. well I have to leave but you wait, I'm going to destroy you next time. With that Bruce began to walk away.

Zero now stood, dusting himself off as he did, "well that was fun". Zero was getting tired of this, why him of all people why did Bruce feel the need to pick on him. Well, it didn't matter he would be leaving soon.

"Well I better get to the usual spot he said to himself" he was hoping to catch the sunset it was the most beautiful thing. It made him happy every time he stood at the edge of the island and watched as the sun fell beneath the clouds.

He began walking in the direction he had walked for years now taking in the sights, the farms the hills and the beautiful Meadows that made up this island were gorgeous. It was one of the only things he looked forward to at the end of the day. This walk and that sunset.

Once he got to the hill he looked up, the hill wasn't particularly steep but the fact that he was still recovering from Bruce's punch and this made the climb a little more daunting. He rubbed his stomach. The pain was still there but he would cope and so he began his climb. It took about three minutes to get to the top it would usually take half that time but it couldn't be helped.

As he stood at the top. The landscape was amazing. You could see the sea of clouds just beneath the floating island. They glowed a deep orange as the sunlight hit them. It was breath taking. Zero had seen this same view hundred of times yet it never seemed to get old.

Though as he looked out today it warmed his heart even more as he would be crossing that sky tomorrow going to the grand school of magic, where he would find out his magic type and train to become a powerful wielder, and one day maybe one of the richest. His heart fluttered at this thought. Tomorrow was the day his life would truly begin.

*****

As the sun began to rise above the island rays of light bathed Zero's room and set the day into motion. Zero's eyes fluttered open, he lay there motionless for a while, then rubbed his eyes and yawning all the while. "Time to get ready for school" he swung his legs out of bed; his feet landing on the soft carpet underneath. He shook his head in order to wake himself up and stood up.