(Ignore my last post...here's a more updated post o.o)

Jason walked into the cafeteria with a sigh as he picked up an apple and handed his card to the lady at the register. "That's all your getting?" she asked him, noting from her tone that it wasn't healthy to have just that. "Yeah, I'm just not hungry today...." Jason replied as he was handed his card back. He walked over to an empty table in a corner and sat there alone and spent a bit just tossing his apple up and down, until taking a bite out of it. He then took a small notebook from his bag and began scribbling a few things in it. Jason really didn't see Zoey much since the day before, and it surprisingly didn't bug him. While writing stuff down in the notebook, he pecked his fingers against the table, unaware that he was leaving small, burn marks on the table.

Maggie looked up when she heard someone say her name. "Sure, if you want." she said, indicating the seats around her. "So what's your name?" she asked, absentmindedly waving her hand to get Michael's attention, who had just walked into the cafeteria. He nodded, and headed towards the food queue, and she turned her attention back to the girl.

Realizing that it was already lunchtime, Melanie hurried to the cafeteria. She went through the lunch line, grabbing a sandwich and paying with her lunch card. She smiled at the people behind the lunch counter, and faced the cafeteria tables. She usually ate in the library or outside, but almost always alone. She dind't know where the library was, and felt that being at a new school she should find a table. She looked up and spotted Jason playing with an apple and sitting alone. She walked over to him, and asked if she could sit down.

Renee walked into the lunch room, and got a bottle of water, and sat down at an empty table. She scanned the lunch room, noting that there was no one she really wanted to talk to. She saw Maggie, and saw a freshman walk up and ask to sit down. Renee had never tried to be friends with Maggie, not that she really wanted to, and was perfectly content with sitting alone. In fact, most people would rather not approach her. She over heard others saying she looked scary. And she liked it that way.

During lunch time, Jerome had made it to the cafeteria and grabbed a tray. He looked about and tried to spot an empty seat. He habitually looked for places to be alone.
" Yo! Jerome! " Basil was waving his hand at him.
Jerome took this as a friendly gesture and took a seat beside him.
" Well, feeding time at the zoo. As you can already see the people here sit amongst those most similar to them. They call it 'cliques'. "
Jerome observed them quietly.
" Who are those guys? " He pointed towards a small group at one of the corners. They appeared to have the best seats and the most space.
" Those are the tournament fighters. They think themselves Gods. Of course they are the most advanced of students. Many of them have student loans to pay off, or their crazy parents want them to overachieve. Some of them just compete for the love of the game. You know, glory. In my case, its my parents who want me to do it. "
" How come you're not sitting amongst them? "
" I find them annoying. Many of them have extremely violent tendencies as well. Always bragging about how much the crowd favors them. "
" So.. what is it like? Fighting in the tournaments? "
Basil sighed. " You don't want to know, or watch one. They're brutal and dangerous. Kids get badly injured, or even killed. The transition from a regular student to one of them is also very painful. The training they go through is almost torture. Our school competes against several other schools all across the globe. But, our school's performance had been anything but decent in the last two decades ago. People come from all over the world to watch them. They've been pretty disappointed lately though. Hence, we've lost alot of endowments and such. Our school is in debt. "

One of the tournament students began coughing violently and spat out his porridge.
Those sitting besides him began laughing like hyenas.
" Whats going on? " Jerome asked Basil.
" They always do that to the newer members. As you can see one of them had urinated into that boy's food whie he was away. Barbaric bastards. Thats really nothing compared to what they do during training though. "
Basil became fed up with their coarse language and bullying attitude. He walked up to them.
" Hey, what the hell is going on here. " He demanded.
" Screw off Basil. " Derek Leer snapped. " Don't you have other people to annoy? "
" Not very nice Derek. Watch your language. " He grabbed Derek's shirt collar.
In a split second Basil flew across the room. He slammed against a corner.
Basil carried himself up and dusted himself. He readied his wand and faced the bully.

""Yes first period is powers which I assume is learning about your powers." David explained. He looked at his watch and swore. "We missed that class next is history and after that break Sould be go to History? We probly shoudln't miss it since its the first day and we missed a class already."
Zoey nodded and stopped walking. "Yeah." She said sadly. "i guess we should. But looking at the time we probably missed it two, or at least will hardly catch the end. It's almost noon." she grinned at the prospect of skipping classes, not to mention food for her rumbling belly.
"Let's just go get some lunch. Who cares if we're early or whatever.'
She spun back around and tapped Sabre's wing, sending him flying off. She continued walking bacl towards the castle with david intent on getting food.

Jason noticed Melanie walking up to the table that he was seated at. She asked if she could sit with him. He casually signaled to the seat across from him as if to let her know it was ok. "So, how was your classes so far?" Jason asked her trying to start a conversation. However, before she could respond, there was a crashing noise from across the room. Sure enough, a kid, freshmen by the looks of it, slammed against the wall. Looking back over to the source, a sense of anger fired up inside Jason as the familiar face of Derek appeared in his sights. Clenching his fist, he turned to Melanie, saying "I'll be right back" as he got up and slowly worked his way over to Derek, his fist now slowly becoming engulfed in flames. As he reached Derek, he tapped his shoulder and as he turned around, BAM! Jason landed a hard right hand straight at Derek's jaw while his hand was on fire. He knew for a fact that he would regret this, but god damn it, he was ready for revenge.

(( dreamtheaterem, sorry if you had other plans.....I just thought it'd add to the story if Jason got some sort of physical contact in on Derek....just let me know if you want me to change this o.o ))

(Basil Hayden is not freshman. Same for Derek. Theyre the same age. 17. )
Derek was taken back by the unexpected blow from Jason. Like all other tournament fighters, he was taught to embrace pain. Recognizing the boy's face, he excitedly welcomed the challenge.
" So your back for more eh? " Derek grinned.
With a swift motion of his wand, gale winds knocked Jason back across the room.
" Hey! New kid! " Basil shouted at Jason. " Stay out of this. You don't know who your dealing with! "
In his heart, Basil knew that Derek was a force to be reckoned with. He had trained with him since their first years. Both knew the physical and mental hardships they had endured in order to become mages who faced combat head-on. Most of all, Basil knew how much Derek enjoyed causing pain to his opponents. In the arena, he was merciless.
Before Derek could have a chance to deliver a lethal blow to Jason, Basil knew what to do.
With a wave of his wand, A flurry of granite shards from the floor tiles lunged themselves at Derek.
The latter defended himself effortlessly. A windy cyclone had surrounded him and deflected the missiles.
" Come on Basil! " Derek challenged him. " We're not having a tea party? "
Derek unleashed lethal gale winds towards him. Winds that 'gyrate' in a repetitive motion towards an opponent. Fast enough to cut through skin, flesh, and bone.
Basil defended himself in the knick of time. An earthen wall had leaped up from the cafeteria floor, guarding Basil from the winds. Shards of floor tile flew across in every direction.
The students in the dining hall were now surrounding the two boys. They cheered and shouted encouragements. Besides, what was more exciting than watching a fight between some of the best students in the school?

Karl watched the students file into lunch hall. As they sat down he took his normal seat far to the back of the room not near the tournament students even though he was one and not near the normal other students. He thought about the tournament last year, he had made it to the top 4 contestants but dropped out at the beginning of the second last match because he had gotten bored of the fight. He had been given hell for giving up by a lot of the teachers but after a while they had forgiven him. Suddenly Derek sent Basil flying across the hall. Karl snapped to attention they shouldn't be fighting here. He grabbed a glove from his back and pulled it on his hand as he began to move it had miles and miles of a very thin specially made iron thread that was kept in spools attached to the knuckles at each end was a pointed weight. He and his father had made it for fighting. He detached one of the threads and spun its weighted side around. As the fight between Derek and Basil escalated he threw the weight towards Derek’s legs it missed but began to move around wrapping itself around his leg tightly but not enough that he would notice. He smiled he had gotten it to move by making the weight the same charge as the thread this would cause the thread to repel the thread but since they were attached by a thin neutrally charged plastic thread. The head would pull the thread with it this gave him the ability move his thread around. He did the same with another thread to Basil's foot. He sent an electrical charge through the threads to both of them. It wouldn't kill them but the continuous charge would paralyze them till he stopped the current. As the stood there stopped he smiled and called "You two shouldn't fight here."

David nodded what the hell he thought as he followed her inside the castle. David’s mouth began to water as he looked over the food that was going to be served. It wasn't that special but it was a lot better than what he normally ate. He grabbed some and went to go find a table he noticed another freshman he had seen yesterday and Jason he began to make his way over to join them since he might as well as try to get to know them. Before he could get there a Prefect Derek Leer he believed shot another Prefect across the hall. He gasped suddenly Jason ran by him and slammed his flaming fist into Derek's head. Derek responded by sending Jason across the room. David watched in awe as Derek and the other student began to fight. He began to feel excited he wasn't blood thirsty but he loved the skill involved in fighting, magic would add a whole new twist to a fight. He really wanted to fight in the tournaments but first he would have to learn how to use his powers and get back to his physical peak. He wondered what he should do to stop the situation from getting out of control in a lunch room. Sudden they stopped paralyzed and a student called out, "You two shouldn't fight here." David laughed and smiled as he turned back to the table and asked "Can i sit here?"

(Dream tell me of this is okay i just wanted to bring in my npc character. I will change it if you want.)

Arch's stomach growled suddenly. Tiburon looked up at him and meowed. "Yeah, it is lunch time, I guess." Arch said, "But do you know where in the heck we are?" Tibs stared up at Arch with liquid blue eyes. "Meow." He said. "I'll take that as a no then." Arch said with a sigh. "Looks like we'll just wander around until we happen by it then." He started off and Tibs catapulted his little black body at Arch's back, digging his claws into Arch's dark green shirt. He dragged himself up to sit on Arch's shoulder, balancing carefully and he settled down. "If there are any holes in this shirt, your toast kitty-boy." Arch said, mock serious. Tiburon meowed innocently. Arch turned a corner. He didn't recognize any of this. He was seriously lost. And hungry.

Zoey led DAvid into the castle, stomach growling. She gasped suddenly.
"Oh, David, I forgot my card! Meet you in the cafeteria, kay?"
She walked of as DAvid continued on his way.
As she walked through the halls, she heard a few crashes from far off behind her. A fight? She wondered, considering going to see what was going back. She dimissed the idea.
She needed her card to get food and food sounded better then watching a fight. She walked down a few halls and turned a corner... and rammed straight into someone.
"Oh!" She exclaimed, surprised as she stumbled back a few steps. She looked up, eyes narrowed.
"Hey watch were your..." She paused, remeber her desicion to not be the angry, loner, gothic chick at this new school. "I mean, sorry, my faullt, I wasn't watching."
The guy she had run into wasn't all that tall-Zoey was an inch or so taller then him- with red hair and green eyes. An adorable little cat sat on his shoulder, wobbleing from the impact.
"OOH!" Zoey gushed immediatly. She had always had a soft spot for animals. "That's such a cute kitten!!"


((I felt like meeting Arch because he has a cute kitty. Plus I didn't know what to do in the cafeteria so yea... ^_^))

The two boys laid motionless. Jerome ran over to Basil and attempted to carry him back on his feet.
" Basil. Get up. Get up! " Jerome struggled to lift him up.
" What the hell happened here? " Professor Olivier had entered with two other prefects. He looked about the dining hall with a look of contempt. The place looked like it had been bombed.
" You.. " He glared at Jerome. " Apprehend these troublemakers. " He commanded the prefects.
" The four of you, Jerome, Basil, Derek, and Jason. You four are to clean up whatever you can of this mess you have made. Afterwards, you boys are to clean the restrooms for the rest of the week. " He grimaced. " This is damage to school property. What do you fools think our school has the funds to deal with fixing something like this? "

(Cute kittehs always do the trick, lol)

Arch had been walking along, running his hand through his hair while he thought up a way to get back to where ever food was being served. He turned another corner, and was surprised to find another person right there. She was a tad taller than him, and she was like a whirlwind of emotion.
An angry, Hey watch were your, a mumbled I mean, sorry, my fault, I wasn't watching, then a gushy exclamation of adoration. Towards Tiburon, of course. Arch stood, semi-confused. "Um, hi there. That is Tiburon. And it was my fault, don't apologize." Arch said haltingly, trying to get everything back in order. Tiburon was very pleased with the sudden attention, however, and as soon as he had regained his balance he started to purr loudly, opening his blue eyes wide as he clawed his was into Arch's arms. "You can, um, hold him if you like. He likes the attention ." Arch said, prying Tibs from his shirt.

Zoey grinned and lifted Tiburon gingerly. He purred loudly as Zoey stroked his fur. She suddenly looked up and gave the boy an apologetic look.
"Sorry for stealing your cat...and running into you and being weird." She grinned. "I'm Zoey Spleha." She hoisted Tiburon up to her face and kissed his nose with a laugh. "I love him!"
Then realizing how weird she probably seemed, she went back to cradeling him in her arms and gave the boy a shy look.

Arch smiled. "I'm Arch Smith. Nice-ta-meetcha." Tiburon was out of his mind with happiness. He was purring so hard he was almost shaking with it. He loved it when he was fawned over by girls. Which was often, because who could resist such wide blue eyes on such a tiny scrap of black fur? "Not a problem, I'm glad you ran into me. You can help me find my way back to civilization. That's the last time I let Tiburon decide which way to go." Arch smiled at Zoey, sticking his hands into his pockets.

maggie Both Michael and Maggie turned their heads simultaneously and saw the ending of tghe fight. they stood up, and almost ran over to the scene. She saw the kid, Jason, being blown over. God damnit, she thought to herself.She saw Professor Olivier yelling at them, and leave. as she reached the scene, she fought not to flatten all of them. "what the hell happened here? Derek?" she looked to the fellow Prefect and tournament competer. "Tell me. Now" there was an edge to her voice. One that promised pain if the truth wasn't told. Michael looked at jason, examining him for any damage. "You okay, kid?" he asked gruffly, his glaswegian accent showing through.

Melanie sat down, happy to see her friend again. He had disappeared after the assembly and hadn't replied to her text, so she had worried about him a bit. But now that they were at lunch everything seemed fine. <b>"So, how was your classes so far?"</b>, Jason asked. Right as Melanie was going to tell him about her first lesson with moving the paper clip and feeling her power for the first time, a loud noise erupted throughout the cafeteria. A fight was breaking out and Jason, uttering a quick <b>"I'll be right back"</b> ran into the fight with flaming fists. She hadn't even been here a day and it already felt like this school was a lot more trouble than it seemed. And she started to feel uncomfortable, seeing as two of the fighting teens were prefects. She wanted to know that she was safe in the school and seeing Derek acting like a maniac in front of students and eventually teachers even with his prefect status didn't sound so warm and fuzzy.


Renee watched the fight reproachfully, wanting nothing to do with the noisy disturbance. Just as teachers were slipping in, she slipped out unnoticed. As she started walking down the hallways, she spotted two teens, the Zoey girl she had met the night before, and a new stranger. She walked up to the pair, and pronounced her presence by saying, "If you were looking to grab some lunch, you might want to wait there was just a huge fight. Unless you like that sort of thing." she waited for their response, because whatever their answer would base her judgement on whether she wanted to stay or go. Anyone who wanted to stick around for a stupid fight like that was worthless in her eyes. She knew better than anybody that using your power had both beautiful and powerful consequences. That is a lesson learned through fire elemental magic. The flames are beautiful but out of control too quickly to even fathom. And fighting was in the same category.

(sorry for the intrusion queenjen and pieluver, I wanted Renee to get away from that scene :P)

(Basil is not prefect fyi. only Derek.)
" Princess Basil here came up to me and began attacking me is what happened here.. " Derek began dusting himself off. " Nice going princess. Now we have to clean up this mess you made. " He glared at Basil.
He then walked away with a smile on his face.
Basil sighed. " This place isn't going to clean itself on its own. Can't do it right now though, classes. "
Later that day, Jerome had visited the libary and found a book that described ancient runes and symbols.
He took a seat at one of the corners and read through the pages. His eyes widened when he noticed the same symbol that had been engraved on his desk over-night.
The symbol was one of many Elder Futhark runes which had been commonly used in northern Europe. The name of the rune was Sowilo, and meant success, goals, and honor. The life-force, health. A time when power will be available to you for positive changes in your life, victory, health, and success. Contact between the higher self and the unconscious. Wholeness, power, elemental force, sword of flame, cleansing fire.
The rune may be written in opposition, which would then have a series of negative meanings such as false goals, bad counsel, false success, gullibility, loss of goals. Destruction, retribution, justice, casting down of vanity. Wrath of god.
Whoever had came into his room the previous night while he was asleep had written the rune in it's positive form. Perhaps someone had wished him to succeed in his new school? Jerome could only wonder.

"Not a problem, I'm glad you ran into me. You can help me find my way back to civilization. That's the last time I let Tiburon decide which way to go."
Arch said with a smile. Zoey grinned back and cuddled the nearly vibrating cat.
"Little Tiblet here was doing a pretty good job. The cafeteria's right down that way somewhere..." She gestured over her shoulder in the general direction of the eating hall.
Quite suddenly a new voice joined the conversation and Zoey jumped sightly. "If you were looking to grab some lunch, you might want to wait there was just a huge fight. Unless you like that sort of thing."
"Oh, hey Renee." Zoey said, rolling her eyes at her sneaky antics as she turned to see the older girl. "And I'll pass on the fight. I need to go get my card so I can get lunch. Even though I'm not that hungry anymore..." She trailed off and stroked Tiburon. Then she grinned and held him up.
"Renee, look at Archs' kitty! This is Arch by the way." She looked back at him. "This is Renee. She's a second year Dóiteáin."

(I don't care Amaya lol. :) I hope Renee likes kittys :p)

"oh, great." Arch said, "I feel positively like a genius now."
Just then a new girl walked over. She made Zoey jump, which made Arch quickly repress a grin of amusement. They seemed to be on speaking terms, or at least, they knew each-others names. She told them about a fight that had just occurred in the hall, and Zoey commented on not being hungry anymore, then introduced Renee to Tibs, followed by Arch. Arch gave her a little wave, watching to see how Tibs would react to this new girl. Maybe instead of going down to the lunch hall he would go back up to his room and find something to eat from his book bag. He'd brought enough food to feed an army, simply because his mother hadn't wanted him to starve on the trip over. And a 'little' extra just in case. And that would beat having to go dawn where this fight was.

Later in the evening, James Olivier returns to his office. Seemingly aggravated by the students' lack of discipline, he prepares some tea to relieve some tension.
He turned on some classical music on his antique phonograph and slowly sipped on tea. He looked at some black and white photos of him standing in front of one of Elemental Academy's main buildings. He, Professor Loreto, and several other colleagues stand sheepishly in their school uniforms and combed hair. He recalled his glorious academic life, learning much under the teaching of the late Professor Macleod. Fiona Macleod's predecessor. One of the photos is torn in half, not showing one of the boys young James stood beside. A bit of the torn-out boy's shoulder was showing slightly at the edge of the photograph.
James observed it for a long time, unaware of the music or the ticking of the clock.
James became started when he heard a loud knock at his door.
A boy delivered a mail for him. The letter did not include a sender.

Renee quickly spotted the kitten in Zoey's arms, it was adorable. Renee was careful not to be too fond of anything but she had a soft spot for cats. She had one of her own, who was probably stalking around the school looking for prey of any kind. Zoey introduced Arch, her companion. The first thing she noticed about him was his obvious red hair, quickly followed by his striking green eyes. Flicking her dark hair over her shoulder, she walked towards Zoey, looking down at the kitten. It's big blue eyes were amazing contrast against its black fur, which still had that poofy fuzzy look to it. She scratched the kitten behind the ears, and watched as it thoroughly enjoyed the attention. Looking up at Arch, Renee inquired, "What's your element?"

(sorry Dream XD)

The letter was written by using torn-out letters from magazines. It read as follows:
Professor James Olivier of Elemental Academy, I know what you are hiding. I know you have lied about the Day of Breaking. Rest assured, I will not surface your secret if you come to terms with my requests of you. Wait for my call.
James began shaking and perspiring. He clenched the side of his desk to maintain his balance. In a fit of aggravation he violently cleared his desk of items. His tea pot and china smashed against the floor.

Arch smiled as Tiburon went into a state of love overload. He had two girls petting him and he was eating it up. Then Renee turned her attention to him. element? was all he heard. "Er...it says I'm in the uh...Dóiteáin class." He said, looking at his hand where he had written down the word to make sure he got it right. "My mom was thoroughly confused when I got invited here. I can't light anything on fire to save my soul from Hell." He shrugged. Apathy was the best path in his opinion. Unless it concerned his eating schedule or made him uncomfortable, he didn't really care. Well, except for about Tibs. He didn't go anywhere with out that bundle of fur. He smirked when he thought that. Tiburon would give him a thorough clawing for leaving him someplace alone, especially if there was food or someone who could potentially pet him involved.

"Er...it says I'm in the uh...Dóiteáin class." Arch said. Zoey noticed he glanced at his hand and surpressed a laugh. "My mom was thoroughly confused when I got invited here. I can't light anything on fire to save my soul from Hell." He shrugged.
Zoey laughed, then frowned, momentarily stopping petting Tiburon. "It just hit me that a lot of the people I've met are Dóiteáin. Is that a common one?" She asked Renee as she scratched the kitten.
She then looked back to Arch with a smile. "And don't worry you can't burn anything. I'm in Uisce, and I can't say I've ever controlled water."
Suddenly her stomach let out a whine. Zoey laughed.
"You guys wanna come back to my room and grab a snack before class? I have some granola bars I think." Zoey shrugged. She really didn't care or not. She just wanted a small snnack before she had to sit through hours of boring teachings.