Ingenium Academy: Capitulo Uno

[Krylo]

Outside the dorms the sun was just rising over the tall walls surrounding Ingenium Academy, casting its light across the grounds, and banishing the darkness of the night into the long shadows cast by its horizontal rays.

Somewhere a rooster was probably crowing to the beginning of a new day, but inside dorm room 5A a boy of thirteen was standing in a picturesque field holding a rose. Before him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, although he didn't know her name, having only caught a single glimpse of her on his way into the school. She appeared to be in her early twenties, and wore tight leather armor, with chains linked across carefully tailored holes on her hips, meant to allow for easier movement--and seduction. The leather clung to every body part, and was cut low at the top allowing easy sight of her ample cleavage.

In truth, she'd have looked more at home ruling over a dungeon than in this bed of roses, with a quirky smile on her face about to embrace the boy.

BANG! BANG!

"OI! Git up in thar!"

Both the boy and his much older lover turned to the side looking for the source of the irritating sounds.

Creeeeak...

"Time ta go get signed up fer classes ya blasted kid! GIT UP!"

This time the noises were much louder and closer, and, much to the boy's horror his scene of love began to melt away. The picturesque field melted away into a small dorm room, barely large enough for the desk, book case, dresser, and bed that decorated it, and the girl of his dreams melted away into the face of a dirty man, whom seemed to be missing a couple of teeth and whose face was scarred from an apparent multitude of battles. Of course, none of the hideousness of his face compared to the rancid breath that washed over the new student like a wave as the man shouted, bringing bile up the boys throat.

As soon as the older man saw the boy's eyes open, the younger man was grabbed by the back of his sleeping robes and lifted out of bed to be dropped unceremoniously on the floor.

"Oi! Git dressed and git on down ta the courtyard! It's sign-up day fer ya damn newbies, and the dean's givin' ya all his speech!"

With that the man, who seemed to be quite large, perhaps over six feet tall stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him. The disshelved boy could hear his thundering footsteps heading down the hall, presumably to wake any other new students who needed it.

A sigh escaped the boys lips as he thought back to his dream, his eyes glazing over wistfully. It only lasted a second though before he realized something that kicked his mind back into sharp focus:

"Hey! Maybe I'll finally get to meet her!"

With that thought he jumped to his feet and 'ran' the two steps to his dresser, pulling out the threadbare peasant garb he had come with and hurriedly dressing.