The cool December breeze rustled through his dark, curly hair and swept his long, trailing jacket around his legs as Felix walked through the forest towards the Vine Academy. Or, at least what had once been the Vine Academy. No one was quite sure what had caused it, but one day the school just closed. The year had never finished, though the best and the brightest did receive diplomas from the Headmistress. After that, for better or for worse, they had all gone their separate ways. Felix hadn’t heard from any of them since then. Until, that is, three days ago, when he received a message from his one-time fellow head student of the Diamond house, Maya Lopez . There were no details, save for a single line telling him to return to where it began, and despite his best efforts, the former head boy was unable to trace it. Not that the puzzle was difficult to figure out. She meant the place it had started for them, the place that they had first met. She meant the school. So he had no real choice accept to take the bait.
Dead leaves littered the dirt road dancing their sorrowful dances as the boy trudged on towards his goal. Thoughts of what Maya could want him for and memories of the time they had spent together darted through his mind. The two of them hadn’t exactly gotten along when they first met, and it didn’t help much when Nate and Vanessa, the first head boy and girl, stepped down and left the school, leaving the diamond house without any leaders or peacekeepers. Ferro and Solace were quickly named as the replacements for their involvement at the school and for their outside experiences. The promotion didn’t help the tension between them much, and only gave them more reason to compete against each other. Eventually, though he couldn’t quite recall how, they stopped trying to undercut each other and became friends, best friends, even. They had both had their share of drama while there, and had suffered through some very unique times, in everything from possession to loud, rich, white girls.
The impressive stone structure appeared on the horizon. Even from this distance, Felix could tell it wasn’t being used, yet it still seemed to radiate an aura of magnificence. From then on, the distance between him and his destination seemed to stretch longer and longer. The dead leaves began to disappear from the road, leaving a barren, muddy wasteland. On top of this, the wind picked speed rapidly, blowing towards the forest. If he were a holy man, then he might have taken it as a warning from God not to go. As is, Felix chose to drudge on towards the front gate, eventually beating out the weather and arriving at the slightly ajar drawbridge. His eyes ran up and down the wall in search of someone who would open the entrance the rest of the way. Seeing no such luck coming his way, Felix gave a little kick off from the ground and flipped high into the air, sliding just through sliver of space separating the wall and the gate. Chuckling to himself, the hero made his way into the Grand Hall, where everyone had gathered on that fateful first day. A thin layer of dust coated each of the pillars in the magnificent room, showing that if someone was there, they didn’t want to be found. Eventually growing weary of what seemed like a pointless, the former Diamond moved to just in front of the doorway connecting the Great Hall to the Castle Courtyard. “Maya... I’m here.” The called echoed throughmid-morning air, reverberating off of the stone walls until it filled the whole castle.
Quickly, the former student looked himself up and down, dusting and straightening his tight, long-sleeved, black shirt and dark blue jeans. The fold of his jacket, once playful in the wind, now lay by his side, as if the apprehension were affecting them as well. “Why did you call me here?” He muttered the words to no one in particular, expecting no answer in return.
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