Blessing and Curse

Chapter I: First Lesson

Year 1840
London, England

It was a gloomy evening in London as per usual in the wet country.

The lady in a cloak walks down the muddy path holding a black umbrella to shield her from the bullets of water pouring down upon her, carrying a silver staff which is adorned with black diamonds with large piece of white diamond encrusted at the top which the brilliant stone shaped-like a rose. The cloak she wears is black as the void itself, covering her body as well as keeping the staff from being dirty due to the mud splatters around her.

The lady in black continues to perambulate her way towards the mansion which was guarded by pair of gates that has been opened by wind faeries. She enters and continues her merry way towards the mansion with a sly smile plastered at her lips, knowing what was coming towards her. As predicted, she'll be greeted with the same old traps. She reaches at the door way and reaches for the door knob but only to pull back.

She grins and she pulls her staff out of her cloak then insignia appears below her feet. She reappears inside the mansion to see a young man, leaning against the door with his ears pressed against it, waiting for her presence.

Her staff shifts into a stick then she gently hit the male at the head which caused him to hold his head in pain and hisses as he turns around "Miss Reedfield!!" He whines like a child. His appearance was different and stood out the most. To Her.

He has fiery orange hair, pale vampire-like complexion and what stood out among his features were his eyes. His eyes were like a reflection of the forest. His right eye was a stunning light shade of green that darkens on the outline of his eye. Meanwhile, his left eye was a mesmerizing shade of hazel, the one that turns to a gentle shade of amber with olive green gradient circling around the edge of the pupil.

"Miss Reedfield.. you're such a harsh lady!!" The male exclaimed with a pout but the lady just rolled her eyes "How can you take your lessons seriously if I act soft towards you?" The lady asks as she raised a brow and the stick shifts back into a staff.

The lady in question is Miss Reedfield. She has snow bleached hair which glistens under the sun, peach-like complexion and her eyes were brilliant red which resembles the glowing red moon at the sky.

Miss Reedfield let out a sigh and takes off the cloak to reveal that she's wearing men's clothes instead of those flimsy gown with tight corset. The male was surprised to see that his teacher was wearing such an outrageous clothes. Seeing that look from her student made her let out a low growl and threw a knife at wall as it almost hit the right ear of the male.

"Fiftieth lesson.. Never forget to cast anti-phantasm spell!!" She charged him with a saber which the male immediately summons his own saber and blocked the sudden attack from his teacher.

The lady pulled back her saber and points the blade at him.

"Now, if you can remember our very first lesson." She pauses as she closes her eyes.

"What is our first lesson?" She asks him while she slowly opens her eyes, revealing dragon-like eyes which made the male stumble back. He grips the handle of the saber.

"Never judge your teacher as well as your opponents," The male stammers and the lady smiles.

"And you got it right," She charges towards the male and she stopped when they heard the doorbell chimes. Their blades touched together while the male was in his defence position.

"Hmm, Who could it be this late at night?" She mumbled and the saber burst into soft light then she walks up to the door.

//Author's note:
Sorry if this chapter is short but I'll make the other 4 chapters longer//