《Meeting myself》Volume Two - Prologue
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A/N - Sorry I didn't post a chapter yesterday. Saturday's are usually incredibly busy for me, so don't expect too many chapters on Saturday's. Anyway, here you go, enjoy!
Chit
Volume Two - Prologue: School Hunting
Two Weeks ago
David’s finally coming home! We cannot wait, the first year after he left was really rough. My wife and I were constantly worried, unable to forgive that witch for taking him away. When I first agreed to his leaving, I did so because I was angry with him, but as soon as they left I realized what I had done. What if she awakens him and he starts refining? She did that to my brother, and he looked like he was seven for a hundred years! Also, I know her training methods. What if he blames us for letting her do those things to him?
We tried to bring him home multiple times. The problem being… if the witch doesn’t let you into the forest, then you don’t get in. The barrier surrounding the place is incredible. Once, not long after I was born, she seriously pissed off another clan. They gathered all of their great masters and tried to break it… two of them died from the backlash and the rest were so severely injured that they lost their abilities. Since then, no one has dared to piss the bitch off. Anyway, we were there to witness his first day in the forest. Standing on the outside of the barrier, we saw him sneaking through the forest, gaining more confidence. Only to make a stupid mistake; well he is a little kid.
My wife was hanging onto me, crying and begging me to do something to save her only child. I soon joined her, watching him sprinting through the forest, somehow surviving, through a curtain of tears. Hours later, he survived and somehow managed to make it to safety. But, then he started awakening. NOOOO, I don’t want him to have to go through what my big brother did! But, it wouldn’t stop. Slowly, we began to realize that he had no idea what he was supposed to do. Watching your child screaming in agony when you know exactly how to help him, but being unable to do so is unbearable. It nearly broke us. Suddenly, Grandma Kingsly appeared, saving David. The whole time, she was looking at us and I heard in my brain. “Leave, I won’t allow him to suffer the same fate as your brother.”
After that, we had no choice. Much as I hate to admit it, she’s still the most powerful person I’ve ever met, perhaps the most powerful person in the world. My wife blamed me of course, I was the one who said, “okay”. It wasn’t like I had much of a choice, she is the clan’s matriarch, but I blamed myself too. We should’ve hidden away as soon as he was born. It was obvious, ever since she visited that first time, that she had plans for David.
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Over the next few months our marriage was nearly destroyed. My wife soon moved out of our house. Living in the woods on the edge of the barrier, spending her days trying to catch even the tiniest glimpse of our son. She didn’t even see him once, until six months had passed. She was so happy! For the first time in three months she called me. Of course, I got there as fast as I could, breaking the glass in every building between me and my wife. There was something on the news about it the next day, the government got blamed for, “secret testing of experimental planes”. It was kind of funny watching the trials as they vehemently denied it. Eventually, they had no choice but to spend millions of dollars to replace the glass. Anyway, I got there just in time to see my son fighting the wolves. Well, I wouldn’t even call it fighting, it was more like exterminating.
For the next two and a half months, we saw him sprinting from the mansion to the forest at around the same time every day. We were both so proud of our son, he must’ve gone through hellish training every day since he got there. Yet, he maintained his carefree attitude laughing and joking. We saw him sneaking out of the mansion with a couple of faeries every now and then, planning some practical joke on one of his teachers. It was after this that I finally convinced my wife to come home. It was obvious that our son was okay, and he needs a place to return home too.
I’d long since lost my job, disappearing for a few months without notice pisses off most bosses. Not that it really matters, I’m in the direct line of succession for leadership of the clan. So, I can get a job in Kingsly Inc. with a single phone call, or I can just be lazy and not work, living off the family. Of course, I didn’t do either of those things. My wife and I started our own day care center; I did it for her, she needed to be around kids or she would’ve freaked and left again.
A year later, she was pregnant, and we decided to move as far away from Grandma Kingsly as we could manage. My wife’s family used to be very large and powerful, she still maintained the ancestral seat, which was over 10,000 miles away from the forest. Even Great-Granny Kingsly would find it annoying to fly all the way there, and knowing her roleplaying propensities she would never actually run or teleport. After clearing away the cobwebs, we stared at the gigantic mansion in the middle of the woods, trying to figure out how to actually live in this place! Lizzy was frantic, begging us to hire some more help for her. Eventually, we gave in and decided to buy a house nearby.
For the next year, we lived as a happy little family again. My wife and I’s relationship finally lost all of the previous tension when our daughter, Arabella, was born. We pretended to be a normal family, living in a suburban area on the outskirts of a gigantic wooded area. Of course, we knew that this couldn’t continue on, but it was a great vacation from our responsibilities.
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A couple of weeks before David was supposed to come home, we finally revealed our location to the clan… Grandma Kingsly had known the whole time, the bitch. Apparently, until they reach a certain level of power all members of the clan are followed. My wife and I had long since passed that level, but not our daughter. We’d always known that we were living an illusion, but it still hurt.
Today, my wife and I are going school hunting. We know that David has been educated to the fourth or fifth grade level so he can fit into classes. We even have a letter of recommendation from his tutor saying that he’s a genius. We went searching for the best private school in the nearby area. It had to have a good athletics program, given his training he could be a professional athlete without even trying, and it also had to have the very best of educational facilities. Finally, we settled on a place called the “Bosswood Academy”. Only the richest, most talented, or best connected people can get in. Of course, our son qualified in all three areas so we figured it’d be easy to get in.
When we first checked the place out, we realized that it was actually a training ground for learning how to awaken and refine. All of the teachers were fairly powerful, at least by most people's standards. It was the first time that we’d heard of such a place, using the clan’s power we decided to check it out. The nine great clans had started places like the Bosswood Academy all around the globe. Only accepting the most talented people they could find, the academies are designed to help kids awaken, and then take them to faerie havens like Grandma’s forest so they can bond. Saving as many faerie’s as we can. Achieving an awakening requires two things, a body that has absorbed enough faerie energy, and a certain mental capacity. By mental capacity I don’t mean knowledge or wisdom, although having those things certainly helps. Rather, it is the ability to think in certain ways. All humans will eventually develop the necessary mental capacity, but it usually takes twenty or thirty years. Through learning, you can stimulate the growth of such a capacity. So, along with having top of the line training facilities, they also have the best teachers of mathematics, the sciences, literature, etc…
This place sounds perfect! Here, our son wouldn’t have to worry too much about hiding his true strength and mental abilities. He would be able to meet people who would actually be his peers, make friends who wouldn’t die centuries before him. So, we headed to the academy that day. As we walked in the gates we were stopped by an arrogant looking sixteen year old kid, “Halt, no one is allowed in the grounds without permission.”
My wife glanced at the kid, then spoke, “We are here to speak with the headmaster about our son entering the school.” Without stopping, we kept walking.
The kids face turned red as we refused his orders, running in front of us and blocking our way while yelling “You cannot enter! Anyway, with parents like you, your son wouldn’t be able to enter this academy!”
At that, everyone in the nearby courtyard turned to look. The kids were laughing, while taking bets on how we were going to be thrown out. A teacher looked at us, then his face went pale as he started running to try and save the kid. Too bad, my wife was pissed. She kicked the idiot, launching him half a mile through the air and into the headmaster’s window, while asking the teacher, “Is this how you treat potential clients?” Everyone in the courtyard shut up, staring at us. Ahh, it’s been awhile since we last showed off our strength!
“Who dares to cause trouble in my academy?” The powerful voice rang through the air. All the kids and teachers watching started smiling, again taking bets on how we were going to get kicked out. They all knew of the incredible strength of their headmaster; he was so strong that he was actually affiliated with one of the great clans that ruled the world! Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared in front of the two idiots who were about to die. The headmaster stood there, glaring at the two. “Who are you that you dare to disturb this place? It has the backing of the nine clans!”
“My name is Arthur Kingsly.” Five simple words, and a hush descended over the entire school. The headmaster stood there, looking dumb, before he started laughing…
“HAHAHAHA, if you’re Arthur Kingsly, then I’m Zeus.” At that, he shot a little bit of lighting us, probably expecting us to be sent flying away. Before the lighting could hit, a barrier of light surrounded us, diffusing it. A little pissed off, I decided to teach the fool a lesson. For the first time in nearly a hundred years, I released my aura. Instantly, all of the students fainted, unable to bear the pressure. Then, my wife released her aura. Within a two-mile radius, every person fainted. From the background could be heard the sounds of cars crashing and people falling to the ground. Only three people remained standing, the headmaster and us. His knee's were shaking, finally realizing that he had just attacked a scion of one of the nine great clans he looked like he was about to vomit.
“You’re relieved of your duties. My clan will be appointing a new headmaster. Now, GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I KILL YOU!” With that, David’s new school was chosen.
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