Zalker Academy

A strange new place

A young man limped through the woods holding his left arm, covered blood from a deep gash. The blood streamed down his arm dripping down to the emerald green grass. The kid looked like he couldn't of been older than nineteen, his white shirt was covered in blood and soot almost torn to pieces. He staggered holding onto a tree for support as he looked up the soot on his face could almost distract you from his purple eyes with dark streaks of red above his cheeks or from the set of fangs the shined in the sunlight while he panted. He took a step forward when a flash of purple sped by him, startling him and almost causing him to fall over "w-what was that?!"

Feeling trapped his panicked demeanor turned serious as he waited for whatever it was to fly by him again. And it did but this time the young man took a chance and slammed whatever it was to a tree, even weak and exhausted he still managed to catch whatever it was between his palm and the bark of the tree. He moved his palm down a little to see what it was and it was a woman, about three inches tall with bright red hair, a fairy. He let out a sigh of relief realizing he wasn't being followed by who he thought he was "You...can live" he let go of her almost passing out from exhaustion then and there.

The fairy stood there hovering in midair seeing his fangs she smiled "I knew no human could do that. Common you look hurt and they are always waiting" his eyes widened in fear as she took off. Who are they? He thought to himself. He did his best to keep up with the fairy but when they got to a clearing he stopped just behind the tree lines. What stood in front of him was a beautiful red brick building with castle-esk features. The fairy looked at him in concern then flew over to a group of people sitting outside of the building and began to mess with them, pulling a girl's braids undone, untuning another young mans guitar, and landing on another which all seemed to annoy them. She flew back to the young man still standing in the tree line. "Common we'll get you fixed up. There are no hunters, you'll be safe here"

He nodded and limped into the opening and into the building "What is this place?" The fairy laughed "This is Zalker Academy home to all creatures who just want to fit in. Here we are" she lead him to a medical area and with a flash of light turned into a normal sized person, well she was still short but so was he, she was probably only a few inches shorter than him. He could see her features more clearly than he could before her red hair reached about shoulder length just bearly falling over her grey and blue flannel.

Just before he was about to ask another question a nurse walked in and looked at him "you poor thing what happened to you?" He looked down staying silent. The nurse walked to what looked like a mini fridge and took out a small bag of red liquid. "Here you go hun. And don't worry its fresh but it is obtained in a humane way." At that point he realized how hungry he was and to him it didnt really matter. He grabbed the bag and pierced it with his fangs within a few short moments the bag was empty and he felt himself healing "T-thank you but how did you know what I was?" The nurse smiled sweetly at him "well hun we have plenty of vampires here at zalker Academy" he cringed at that word. Vampires. He knew that that's what he was but he hated that word.

The nurse then went to a cabinet and took out a box of clothes "we don't have much to give you but you can look in this box for anything that's your size and you can close the curtains and change. What is your name hun?" He looked at the nurse. No one had asked that in so long he had almost forget what his name even was "My name?... its Brandon" The fairy looked through the box and pulled out a red flannel, and a long sleeve burgundy shirt "oh cool it's just like mine we can match!" She handed him the shirt and flannel "you can change and I'll see what room your in" with that she had left the medical area and was down the hallway. Room? Brandon looked at the clothes that were left in his hands. If this is a dream please don't let me wake up. He stood up and closed the curtains around him taking off his ratted shirt and placing it neatly on the ground next to him his chest and back were covered in bruises and there was the beginning of a small scar at the top of his pelvic bone that seemed to dissapear below his waistline covered by his pants.