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Her Little Dark Side
The Academy
~ One Year Later~
Regan looked up from his breakfast as his father came storming into the room. “Regan William Forsyth!” He huffed, throwing down that day’s paper on his plate.
“Hey!” protested Regan as the Idealia Post landed in his scrambled eggs.
“Read!” ordered his father.
Grudgingly, Regan picked up the paper and looked at the front page. On it there was a picture of a pretty girl with green eyes and black locks of soft hair. She was smiling, her straight white teeth visible, but when Regan gazed in those eyes he saw malice behind them. He moved on from the picture and read the heading. ‘Blair Chamberlain: The Child Chaser!’ it proclaimed. Regan then moved onto the article.
Last month Blair Ingrid Chamberlain was taken to The Circle after a series of events, all unfortunate. The girl of just sixteen had been seen loitering outside the prestigious ‘Van Allen Magic School for Girls’. No one thought anything of it until a young girl of just eight reported to the headmistress, Miss Flanagan, that a girl had been harassing her and her friends. The young girl, Jacinta Waite, told Miss Flanagan that the girl had made threats such as ‘you and your friends better watch out.’ and ‘sleep with one eye open, trust me, you should.’ No one knew if these allegations were true or not until just one month ago when Mr Fredrick Griffiths witnessed Miss Chamberlain using her mind magic to make Jacinta attack one of her friends. When asked how he knew Jacinta was under the influence of mind control, Mr Griffiths said that: ‘her eyes were glazed over and you could Miss Chamberlain muttering incantations’. Miss Chamberlain was taken into custody and put before The Circle. Her fate has yet to be decided but it seems as if it never will. The next door neighbour of Lady and Lord Chamberlain, Miss Lytton, reported hearing a fight erupt between Lord Alden Chamberlain and Miss Chamberlain, while Lady Eldora Chamberlain wept downstairs. The next morning Lady Chamberlain found Miss Chamberlain’s bed to be empty and asked her husband if he had seen her. He reassured her that Miss Chamberlain had most likely run away and would be back that evening. The evening came and went and no one of Idealia has seen Miss Chamberlain. Leader of The Circle, Andreas Montage, refused to comment and Lord Chamberlain has been on watch for suspicions of harming his only daughter. There are still many other leads that have yet to be investigated, but-
Regan sighed and put the paper down next to his plate. He looked at his father.
“Father this paper is dated from last year, why are you showing me this?”
“Because son, this is what following the wrong path can lead to!” exclaimed his father, Professor Phillip Forsyth.
“What is that supposed to mean?” questioned Regan, a hard edge to his voice.
“It means that you need to really think about your decisions before you jump into anything.”
“You’re having second thoughts about The Academy aren’t you?”
Winchester’s Academy for Swordsmen, or The Academy for short, was a prestigious school for boys aged sixteen, leaving at twenty-one. They taught weaponry skills for males wanting to be swordsmen. The Academy was well known for producing well-known names such as Sir Harry King, a skilled knight, first in command and fighting for The Circle’s expert army. Harry was in fact Regan’s hero and idol.
“No it’s not that, it’s just that I want you to really make sure this is what you want.”
“Father, I’ve know ever since I was ten years old that I wanted to be just like Harry King. He’s so skilful and he’s a hero!”
“But Regan you can’t just say you want to go to The Academy because you want to be famous like Harry King!”
“It’s not that I want to be famous; I want to be a hero! I want to be responsible for helping people in need and knowing that I’m the thing that keeps them safe and out of harm’s way.”
Professor Forsyth sighed and sat across from Regan at the breakfast table.
“Father this is my second year at The Academy, and I know my grades aren’t the best at the moment but if you take me out now how will I ever learn?”
Professor Forsyth sighed again and put his head in his hands.
"I'm taking you out of The Academy. No arguments!"
Regan looked up from his breakfast as his father came storming into the room. “Regan William Forsyth!” He huffed, throwing down that day’s paper on his plate.
“Hey!” protested Regan as the Idealia Post landed in his scrambled eggs.
“Read!” ordered his father.
Grudgingly, Regan picked up the paper and looked at the front page. On it there was a picture of a pretty girl with green eyes and black locks of soft hair. She was smiling, her straight white teeth visible, but when Regan gazed in those eyes he saw malice behind them. He moved on from the picture and read the heading. ‘Blair Chamberlain: The Child Chaser!’ it proclaimed. Regan then moved onto the article.
Last month Blair Ingrid Chamberlain was taken to The Circle after a series of events, all unfortunate. The girl of just sixteen had been seen loitering outside the prestigious ‘Van Allen Magic School for Girls’. No one thought anything of it until a young girl of just eight reported to the headmistress, Miss Flanagan, that a girl had been harassing her and her friends. The young girl, Jacinta Waite, told Miss Flanagan that the girl had made threats such as ‘you and your friends better watch out.’ and ‘sleep with one eye open, trust me, you should.’ No one knew if these allegations were true or not until just one month ago when Mr Fredrick Griffiths witnessed Miss Chamberlain using her mind magic to make Jacinta attack one of her friends. When asked how he knew Jacinta was under the influence of mind control, Mr Griffiths said that: ‘her eyes were glazed over and you could Miss Chamberlain muttering incantations’. Miss Chamberlain was taken into custody and put before The Circle. Her fate has yet to be decided but it seems as if it never will. The next door neighbour of Lady and Lord Chamberlain, Miss Lytton, reported hearing a fight erupt between Lord Alden Chamberlain and Miss Chamberlain, while Lady Eldora Chamberlain wept downstairs. The next morning Lady Chamberlain found Miss Chamberlain’s bed to be empty and asked her husband if he had seen her. He reassured her that Miss Chamberlain had most likely run away and would be back that evening. The evening came and went and no one of Idealia has seen Miss Chamberlain. Leader of The Circle, Andreas Montage, refused to comment and Lord Chamberlain has been on watch for suspicions of harming his only daughter. There are still many other leads that have yet to be investigated, but-
Regan sighed and put the paper down next to his plate. He looked at his father.
“Father this paper is dated from last year, why are you showing me this?”
“Because son, this is what following the wrong path can lead to!” exclaimed his father, Professor Phillip Forsyth.
“What is that supposed to mean?” questioned Regan, a hard edge to his voice.
“It means that you need to really think about your decisions before you jump into anything.”
“You’re having second thoughts about The Academy aren’t you?”
Winchester’s Academy for Swordsmen, or The Academy for short, was a prestigious school for boys aged sixteen, leaving at twenty-one. They taught weaponry skills for males wanting to be swordsmen. The Academy was well known for producing well-known names such as Sir Harry King, a skilled knight, first in command and fighting for The Circle’s expert army. Harry was in fact Regan’s hero and idol.
“No it’s not that, it’s just that I want you to really make sure this is what you want.”
“Father, I’ve know ever since I was ten years old that I wanted to be just like Harry King. He’s so skilful and he’s a hero!”
“But Regan you can’t just say you want to go to The Academy because you want to be famous like Harry King!”
“It’s not that I want to be famous; I want to be a hero! I want to be responsible for helping people in need and knowing that I’m the thing that keeps them safe and out of harm’s way.”
Professor Forsyth sighed and sat across from Regan at the breakfast table.
“Father this is my second year at The Academy, and I know my grades aren’t the best at the moment but if you take me out now how will I ever learn?”
Professor Forsyth sighed again and put his head in his hands.
"I'm taking you out of The Academy. No arguments!"
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Note: from here on in the chapters will alterante between Blair and Regan's P.O.V'sComment.Subscribe.Enjoy