Meeting (Chapter 1)

Cuddles

Moon

I had never had my own personal guard before.

I nod.

"Under one condition." I say, knowing his background. He was top of his class in fighting. He would be a good teacher.

His face goes slack, and he nods.

"You get me to a level in which I can enlist in the Academy."

The Academy was a school for any sort of professional jobs. Doctors, Guards, Elementals, Potion Mixers, anyone could go to the Academy and learn basically anything about any profession.

But you had to pass an endurance test to get in. But only for the fighting aspect of things.

For anything else you just had to take a three day test.

He looks taken aback by the comment.

"If you dont mind me asking, why do you require fighting?" He asks, his voice kind of held back, as if he was afraid of me.

"Because the autobots saved my life. And they need all the help they can get. And I dont know how to fight." I reply, leaning against the doorframe.

He nods, tapping the hilt of his sword.

"When would you like to start?" He asks, hiding his eyes behind a curtain of black hair. It kind of reminded me of Jacks, but slightly longer.

I shrug. "Can we start next week?"

He nods, walking away to tell his supervisor he was now my personal guard.

I shut the door, feeling a little better. I felt like I could talk to him. Openly, with no secrets.

I could with Bee and Arcee, but I just felt closer to Ash because he was the same species as I was, I guess.

Nightshade nuzzled into my back, resting his ginourmous head on my shoulder.

I pat his muzzle, walking to my bed.

I sigh.

All I ever wanted to do was help. Now I have the chance to. But how will I get into the Academy without anyone knowing who I am?

That'll be a challenge for sure.

I sit on my bed, flopping backwards.

Nightshade lays down on the cushion beside my bed and lays his head on my pillow.

I stroke his soft nose, unclasping my heels and undoing my braid.

I let the straps unwind and set the stilletos on the floor opposite Nightshade, and I hear them land with a thud.

I stretch out and sit up. I have to get in my pajamas. I wouldnt be able to sleep in this gorgeous dress.

I slide the silk off, laying the dress down on my bed. I slither into a baggy T-shirt and fluffy pajama pants.

I was still human in some ways.