Crescent Academy

Shot...

A.N it might be confusing when Fiona explains about iron and Daemn, but it'll be smoothed out a bit later. Feedback, vote and fan!

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Lightheaded. I felt as free as a bird. Yet chained to the darkness. How dare they shoot me! I thought. Perhaps my final thought...

I was surrounded by darkness, so sleepy... I struggled against the hold the darkness had on me... I won't succumb! I grabbed my bracelet, well I tried. I couldn't see anything. My hands were blurry... I won't give in! Everything got blurrier, the darkness darker... With a final push, I tried to break through.

"She's waking up, now beware, there might be side affects. Rage, depression, suicidal attempts, etc." I blinked. My eyes were heavy and slow. My vision blurry. Am I still in the darkness? Finally, my vision came into focus. A doctor stood over me, smiling his shiny white teeth.

I punched him.

He grabbed his bleeding nose in surprise. Surprise that I punched him. Surprised I had enough strength to bleed it. He pulled out a cloth and held it to his nose. "This would be the rage side affect. The principal's face came into view.

"Calm down you-" I punched her even harder, rewarded by a satisfying crack. The doctor gave her a cloth and fetched her some ice.

"Stay away from her ladies. She's violent." Said the doctor.

"No shwit!" I said, my lips numb. A familiar voice spoke up.

"I'll deal with her, if she tries to punch me... I'll know before she does!" She added with a giggle. Ms Moore's friendly brown eyes met mine. "How you feeling dear?"

"Wlike hewl."

"So sorry dear, I wished they didn't have to use the tranquillizer guns! They barely ever use it on a student, in fact I think you were the first!" Great. I thought sarcastically, knowing she was listening to see if I was going to break her nose. Anyways, it was easier than using numb lips.

"Don't worry, it'll wear off." I was startled, nearly jumped out of my bed. Although I didn't think it was possible to jump when laying down. I looked at Ms Moore with a cold hard glare. "Don't look at me like that!" This time I didn't jump, but felt relief and joy fill me. And sat up to get a look at Ms Moore's face as I thought.

I'm a Telepath!

She suddenly looked sad. "Sorry dear, but this is just me speaking in your mind. Telepathy can be trained to go two ways." Disappointment replaced the joy, confusion over what my power was crept back in to where the relief was stored. I sighed, well tried to sigh. But once again my numb lips got in the way. "Don't worry, we'll find your power." I nodded, but didn't really believe it.

"Haah." I yawned. Soon I found my eyes drooping again.

"Leave her," said the doctor. "Drowsiness is sometimes a side effect, and it is one she is experiencing. It will-" The rest of his words were lost when my head hit the pillow with a soft thump.

Soon, dearest. Soon.

I woke up with a start. I tried to grasp the ghost of a dream but it slipped through my hold. Whatever. I sat up and looked around the darkening room. The sun slowly set outside the window, meaning I slept long. I waited as the sun slowly set beyond the horizon, taking in the beautiful vibrant colours before getting up. Now it's dark, no vibrant colours to shine on me to brightly. I got up to climb out the window, but my legs collapsed under me. I let out an unexpected, involuntary, small cry of pain when my head smacked the metal bed frame with a crack. I heard the click click click of heels as footsteps hurried my way. I tried to quickly scramble into bed, but only managed to end up in a dishevelled sprawl of limbs and legs. A nurse, in a blaring white nurse outfit that matched those you saw at the hospital wearing, came in. The only difference was the horned moon over the breast pocket.