I shoved my hands into my pockets as I felt the rain heavily pour down on onto face. The soft patter of the raindrops against the wood of the porch calmed me, relaxation to say the least. It was humid, the rainy weather was quite pleasant to me. Thoughts of my past recited back and fourth within my mind; it was taunting. The Prince had importance to me, of course I would be worried and wanting to hear his voice. Maybe I did sound too intimidating over the phone.

"So, you must be the one that has been causing all the trouble. ClassicPsy, correct?" A voice murmured, barely heard over the clashing thunder in the sky. I turned around, my eyes leering towards the other.

"One of the four Black Lotus X members I see." The green eyed male snickered, strolling up to me and examining my appearance. "Purple hair is an interesting color on you. Seems you share the same theme as the Prince. Though, what interests me is that you have the eye color of a dark purple, you wouldn't fit in at all."

I shifted away and off the porch, nearly slipping onto the grass. I adjusted my posture, straightened my outfit, and adjusted my fingerless gray gloves. A scowl on my face, I said, "What do you want?"

"Feisty, aren't we?" The other replied. "I'm here to take you to the Prince."

"To the School of Creation?" I had replied, intrigued.

"Of course, any place else would not make sense." Sub replied, jumping down from the porch steps and looking at me in the eyes. "Strange how they don't glow the color of purple, I must have been around the Prince too much to expect such a thing."

"You are odd, I'd expect many Hybrids are suspecting Seto and Kyle as Sorcerers. If I am by their side, then that would provide more danger, it is quite inadequate for me to do so." I gritted my teeth, resisting the urge to accept the offer.

"Substantial of you, Isaac." The green eyed male sneered, ruffling my wet hair. My eyes went wide as he backed away and bumped into a tree, a branch nearly falling onto my head. The green eyed male continued, "You have no choice."

"W-What the hell! Get away from me!" I shouted. The green eyed male teleported closer, as if Slenderman. I widened my eyes once more in fear as everything around me faded to black.

***

I gasped as my eyes shot open. It was dark, the room I was in was barren and cold. I sat in a chair, my wrists and ankles bound tightly with a spell, as well as my torso. Though the pain was substantial, I worried mainly about the Green Eyed Man, as well as my location. Part of me hoped that Surok, Ken, or James were already on the case of finding where I had disappeared to, but then again Surok was the only "responsible" one out of the three. I sighed hopelessly in defeat.

Where am I anyway?

There was no soft patter of the raindrops on the ceiling, and there was no traces of life. I struggled in the chair, but ended up knocking myself over and hitting the cold, hard ground. I managed to get dust all over myself in the process, spoiling my "bulteresque" appearance. I groaned, trying to push myself back up again. Hayes—this was a pain.

I tried to unbound the spell against my pale wrists, causing the pain to seemingly snap against my bones. I groaned in agony, but managed to free my right wrist. It felt nice to have the pressure lifted, but then I worked on releasing my left ankle, followed by my right ankle then left wrist. It took quite the while, ten minutes perhaps? I managed to break free and to stand up, stretching. I couldn't have just teleported out of the room, I would assume Green Eyes did this so I could be trapped here incase of escape. A spell was casted so that no magic-used could escape by teleporting, or possibly phasing, through the wall. Most likely blasts against the wall would cause reflection, I wouldn't want to get hit by my own Sorcery.

I needed to think; what other ways could I get out? Oh, right, a door would be logical.

So, I began feeling against the wall. It was bricks that were placed in a formation that had been neat—purposeful and aesthetic. My fingers would occasionally dig deep into the crevasse of the wall, being greeted by bugs, specifically small cockroaches and spiders, as well as dust. After feeling all four walls, there was a logical assumption that there was no door, not one I could feel anyway. There was, however, a light switch. I flickered it, which triggered an ear piercing alarm followed by red flashing lights.

How pleasant.

From the slight visibility I had from the red flashing lights, I could see a trapdoor on the ceiling. It was shut, iron, but there were four squared holes that let in air. The upper room was dark, most likely just another room with the lights turned off. There seemed to be no escape, but the likelihood of me reaching the ceiling was, well, unlikely. I stood at about 5'4", no taller than the size of a female of course. The ceiling looked about to be about 12ft in height, which would mean I would have to spring upwards to a staggering height of 6ft and 8in.

What am I, a volleyball player? I couldn't possibly do that whilst hanging onto one of the four openings! It was worth a shot to get out of this ear-piercing room.

So, I prepared myself. Thoughts of what else I could have been doing right now sunk in, maybe Surok would have brought over some card games and we would have played it with Ken. That would have been fun, instead of rotting in this hellhole. My Hayes, this was a pain in the ass.

I ran across the wall, managing to lunge myself foreword and slipping my fingers through the small crevasses of two of the four opening in the ceiling. It didn't look like it opened upwards, but I tried to budge it open anyway. I managed to thrust it open, but I managed to lose my grip and fall back down to the floor. Ah for fucks sake, it feels like my ass is gonna break!

So, I did the running on the wall procedure again, barely managing to grab onto the edge of the opening of the ceiling. I pulled myself up, barely once more, and rolled onto the floor. Good think I kept in shape, or else I would have never escaped that. Who knows how long I could have stayed there!

I dusted myself and stood up. The room I was now in didn't look desolate; it was designed and looked quite pleasant to the eye. There were chairs, along with a couple of tables and a rug. There were bookshelves that were aligned with books and white candles, along with some lights that hung down from the ceiling, chandlers probably? The light switch was in sight, I flicked it on.

The alarm below my feet stopped, and the flashing lights ceased. As I had inferred, there was an alignment of items that were neat and orderly. Green Eyes did have a nice home, I had to admit. I put my hands on my hips as I looked out the window. It was nighttime, the Tuesday had gone by quick, mostly because I had spent most of the day passed out. Upsetting to say the least.

I strolled towards the kitchen area to be greeted with a door, prestige and cleaned. I slowly turned the knob and felt the chill of the outside world. It wasn't damp, it was more of a chilly, winter feeling against my skin. It was welcoming nonetheless, but it was not the comforting humidity I grew up to. I shut the door behind me and rushed down the white porch steps.

A silent neighborhood, how could no one hear the loud wailing of an alarm? Astounding to say the least.

I shoved my hands into my pockets once more as I headed off west, not knowing where the road could take me. I could sense figures, Hybrids to be exact, frolicking around without a care in the world. There were three Sorcerers, but their exact pinpoint within the area was scarce. I decided to hide his own Sorcery level for now, hopefully no one will notice that I am here.

After strolling down the street, I was greeted with a large building. Was this the place Green Eyes was talking about? Was this the place where Hybrids attended what they would call "school?" I gulped, palms sweating and my legs feeling like noodles. Lord Hayes, let luck be on my side for once. I took a deep breath and began to cautiously stroll past it. Someone was bound to catch me.

If this was the hypothetically "School of Creation," it would be logical that Seto would be here too. Oh how I longed to hear his scolding voice and battle him again; his power and how he was always an angry, yet composed, person. There were three Sorcerers after all, the chances of finding Seto within the mess was risky, I could bump into Green Eyes or Kyle within the process. Green Eyes would especially be angry at me for as I had made my own escape. The chilling thought of his voice sent shivers down my spine.

I quickly began to increase my pace as I strolled passed the school and towards the forest that seemed to have been there. It was strange how the school's placement was; a neighborhood, followed by a school, then a forest. The nearest Sorcerer was somewhere within the forest, seeming to wait for me. My hopes were up, maybe it was Surok or Seto.

I took a breath as I approached closer and closer towards the forest. My footsteps within the darkness echoed as I lunged into the depths of the entrance, wonders and mysteries laying ahead. I stepped on twigs and leafs, making an unsettling crunch noise that twisted my stomach into a notch. I would never wish for any of this to have happened to me, oh woe is me!

I began to get closer and closer to the source, they seemed to have located me as well as they were heading towards me. I felt my heart lunge out of my chest due to the anticipation, I wondered if I could have veered off into another direction just to avoid this interaction. Maybe it would be Seto, he could remember me...

Right?

I bit my tongue, quieting to hush myself as I was only a couple feet away. The Sorcerer kept strolling foreword, not stopping or having hesitation. I paused, the fear evident within me as I hid behind a tree, trying to slow my breath and hide my trace of energy. I was idiotic to take the risk, Lord Hayes please just kill me off, this is madness!

I took a gulp in as my eyes shifted towards the right, sensing the Sorcerer stop at the tree I was hiding behind. Their light footsteps shuffled aside, elegant and feathery. I hated the suspense that they seemed to purposely give, it made me want to choke at my own throat. I quickly turned to the side, hastening the interaction and hopefully making it end as quickly as possible. The Sorcerer stopped, staring wide eyed at me, their purple eyes glowing within the darkness. I reached my hand out, pulling at their shoulder and bringing them into a tight, welcoming hug.

"Harvey Seto Sorcerer, I am astonished to be in your welcoming presence, I've missed you very dearly."