The Trials

Chapter 1: Our Killing Game

I slowly began to open my drowsy eyes, attempting to take in the area around me. Once my eyes were open, I had realized i wasn't in my room. The room itself seems to be a writing classroom poorly morphed into a bedroom. From what i could see, the room appeared to be a normal room. I got up and looked around. I found a ,seeminly brand new, bathroom with functioning water. Three ,what appeared to be an Iron like metal, Plated windows. Aswell as 4 enourmous bookshelves with every nook and cranny filled with books. In the corner of the room there was a rather large desk equiped with a lamp, writing utensils, a breath-taking supply of journals, and along the top was a secret compartment big enough for a small box. As i stared into the Purple walls, I tried to recall why i was here. 'Nothing' I thought as my memory served blank. I opened the desser to find more than enough clothes to last me atleast a month. I went up to the door and grabbed a small paper note taped to it. "Gwyndelin Riemal. The Super Highschool Level Author" I read aloud with suspicion. Underneath that was also written 'meet in the Gymnasium immediately'. I went to the mirror to check my appearance before i set out to the Gym.
My pale complection seemed to take on a whole new contrast against my curly dirty blonde hair. My grey sweater and chain still sat around my neck untouched as i made sure to check my earings. Feeling satisfied i left my room, grabbing a key like object off of the counter.
I roamed around the ruby walled marble hallway for around 10 minutes before i found my way into the Gymnasium. Openeing the doors, I saw a group of about 15 other kids my age. A lone guy sat in the corner of the room, shying away from the other people, who seemed to be caught up discussing where it was we were located. I went over to him and tapped his shoulder lightly, he instantly jumped and whimper at the shock. "Ah! I-im sorry!! I didn't mean to yell so loud!" i heard him mumble from behind his surgical mask. "Well im Gwyndelin. But. Call me Gwyn. Im the Super Highschool level Author!" I called to him sweetly. "I-im Ahrem Seleam. The Super Highschool Level Chemist." he said quietly. His outfit began to make sense once he annouced his talent. He had on a black trench coat with a baby blue undershirt, grey shorts and black and white sneakers. He also wore a grey surgical mask, a pearl choker, and navy blue  gloves. His hair was short and kept along with diffrent colored eyes. His left Iris was a deep ocean like blue, while the right was a dark autumn brown.
As i began to leave, I montioned for him to follow me to join the others in their conversation. Before we could reach the group a tall boy jumped to us and screamed loudly. Startling Ahrem and causing him to hide behind me. "Heyo! Im Caden Gragner the Super Highschool Level Track star! Nice to meet ya!" He hollered, while smiling from ear to ear. He had on a red running jersy along with black basketball shorts with knee high red socks  and tennis shoes. He was tall and very thin, probably standing around 5 foot '8, and had short hair like Ahrem. " Im Gwyn , Author. This is Ahrem, Chemist" I said pointing to him. He smiled and waved as Caden blushed and ram off quickly. I looked at him and he just shrugged in confusion.  'We're on the same page. Guys here just must be weird.'  I thought as we walked to another group.

"It is weird that we would randomly wake up in a school with complete strangers. And everyone has a talent?" A small girl asked sarcastically. She looked to Ahrem and I and sighed. "Im Ana Wheelock and this is my sister Laure wheelock". She motions to the girl she is speaking to, "Im a Super Highschool Level Detective and she is a Super Highschool Level Cosplayer". I introduce Me and Ahrem to them as Ana proceeds to tell us about a few more of the  people here.

"Well. Im not sure. But from what i heard that tall brown-haired boy is Damien Philchard and he is a Super Highschool Level Athlete" She says unsure. "The small blonde boy on his left is Colemun Toler, The Super Highschool Level Drama. The tall blonde boy on his right is Peytaun Meyrcylie, Super Highschool Level Hunter" She points out confidently. Colemun was wearing white pants with his black shirt tucked in and a grey jacket. Peytaun had on a red no sleeve with a camo military jacket over it with blue jeans. He had a bone necklace and wore a cap that covered his eyes almost comepletly. 
"He seems nice..." I said as i tuaned towards the sounds of incoming foot steps. A girl with brown hair, tiped blonde, in a sliver jacket, a velvet Adidas crop top, and black leggings. She grabbed onto Ahrem and spun him arouns violently. His face changed from calm to drowning with fear in only a few moments. "WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE PEARLS. THEY ARE GORGEOUS!!" she exclaimed shaking him. "Oh sorry. Where in gods name are my manners. Im Kylie Grachleir. The Super Highschool Level Fashionista! Now about those pearls!!!" She repeated. He looked at me in fear as i proceeded to shrug in the same confusion as him. "I-I woke up and my room had a jewlery box with these pearls in it. And i decided to put them on!" He responded shakily. "Oh. My bad hun. Well its whatever! Also i love those glov-" she was cut off as the intercom hummed to life above us. A grizzly voice came on and annouced, "Hello everyone!! Now listen up! You all are my honored guests to this wonderous school!! Now. As you may know, all windows and ways to escape are sealed off. Thats mainly for the purpose of this place!". Everyone looked around at each other in fear as we all fell silent to listen in. "The only way to make it out of this school, alive that is, is to commit good old fashioned homicide!!!! Murder! Manslaughter!!! Kill someone and ill let the killer go free! No questions asked and no double crossings. You kill someone. You leave!" the voice calls out before signing off. A few screams of fear echo throughout the Gym as we all realize that there really was no other way to leave. I began to turn to Ahrem but evem he was on the floor in fear. Everyone slowly went back to there room after agreeing to meet every morning in the Gym to ensure of everyones survival. I sat on my bed and gazed into the ceiling, thinking deeply about everything i had just heard. Damn. Im fucked arent I?