Haud Nomen, Part I

Leave all your love and your longing behind,
You can’t carry it with you if you want to survive.

Chatter filled the hallways, echoes of fading excitement running through Aer’s ears. She lugged her dark suitcases around, steeling herself for the impact she knew Idillit School would stamp on her. Fix her right.

Reform school, Aer thought wearily, examining her suddenly very interesting feet.

She wasn’t stupid, obviously Idiot School was just another place to lock her up. It would have been more clear for her parents to scream it in her face.

She wasn’t wanted.

Her grip tightened when she felt her wheels fly off course and hit the nearby wall. Her luggage seemed to insist on causing even more torment as one zipper went flying open with a mocking whee! She stared in horror as piles of illegal junk food escaped. Stifling the shout of anger, she whirled around to find the source of disturbance, ready to launch a series of turbulent clamor.

“Ah, sorry,” said a blonde boy apologetically, his foot tangled with her luggage. God, he was cute, Aer thought blankly.

“Hey, you’re freshmen!” he said exuberantly, shaking his foot away, as if Aer did not know this herself. She gave a small snort of indignation but otherwise nodded.

“Yeah,” she said suspiciously, pushing away the girly giggle she knew would escape eventually.

He bent down to scoop up the crinkled chip bags and soda bottles. “Sorry about that. Do you need me to show you to your hallway?”

“It would be nice,” she said grudgingly, folding her arms and turning red upon admitting she needed help.

“This stuff is banned, you know.” he said, repacking the various candies and snacks and zipping up her trunk.

“So?” Aer shot back, obviously unconcerned by this piece of information.

He grinned. “I like you.”

She smiled back.

Eve found running across the abandoned courtyard of Idillit to be a peeve of hers.

No, not so much the fact that her lungs felt like someone had set a razing fire upon them (but yes, that bothered her too), but really, it wasn’t ideal to sprint across the freezing pavement in her bare feet. Oh, and on top of that, she was being chased by raving mad dog things!

She cursed her own stupidity for leaving even a small pair of flip flops in her dorm. But really, how could she have expected to be hunted by several feathered hounds that she thought were dormant before tonight?

“Join the depths of a peaceful darkness!” one crowed as Eve stumbled into a wall with no where to run, though several trees scattered the concrete area. “We promise it won’t be too painful!”

She scaled an oak quickly, her feet scrabbling at the painful bark, but she kept her mouth shut until she knew there was really no where else to hide, lest for the less than shady leaves.

“So much pain! So much despair! Run away from it all, Eve Regal, run from your doomed fate! Die!” they screeched as one, features becoming sharp just as their voices had. She shrunk into several branches, her face scrunching up from annoyance.

“Yeah,” panted Eve, trying to seem as if the offer was enticing. “Yeah, sounds great, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to refuse.”

“Ooh, so sad! Too bad!” they chanted, swooping towards her. She had just enough time to duck, but not quite enough to keep her grip on the tree.

The ground spun up to meet her at an accelerating speed.

The ground pressed under her feet softly, as if she could be consumed by the earth in a quick pitfall any moment. Her breath was consumed by her lungs, and her eyes blazed with a quick determination. Walk, walk, walk.

She finally allowed herself to inhale the clear and glistening air, her lips parting in a relieved smile. She stopped to catch her breath and take in the fresh breeze that rustled a ringing and melodious song of leaves swaying.

But there were no trees.

There was no greenery in sight.

“Your room, mademoiselle,” smiled the blonde boy. He gestured towards a pink, seemingly plastic door with peeling numbers that Aer assumed had once been a shining gold. She could just make out the 403.

“Thanks, uh…” She paused sheepishly, realizing she hadn’t asked for the name of the boy she had been chatting with so easily just a a few seconds ago.

“Able,” he clarified.

“Able,” she nodded. She liked the name Able.

The girl felt her scream quickly catch in her throat. The air supply she had been so desperate to cut off, then inhale, had suddenly disappeared as if never there. No sound was displayed, though she flailed around desperately, deeply wishing for some form of escape from the prison she was encased in, both her mental state and the red expanse of land she trekked upon.

Her eyes flickered to a silvery object she had never seen before. For several seconds, lack of oxygen no longer crossed her mind.

It was spheroid and smooth, and though the desert like area she seemed to be trapped in had no other light but for the shadows without casters that stretched around, it cast off brilliant rays of an attracting aura.

She reached forward. Now she knew what she really wanted. She didn’t need to leave this confining jail, she didn’t need a form to breathe, all she had to do was touch it. Touch it, grab it, pick it up, and then it’d all be over.

Alex woke up.

Note:


Ahh, sorry if it sounds slightly mysterious at the moment and like I’m jumping around and around. D: The next few chapters will be similar and continue to introduce the characters unless I’ve already got something planned for them.

A couple of people apologized for reading this chapter in the drafts, and it’s perfectly fine! I don’t mind at all! Also, thanks to Pandora for lyrics suggestion. ^^ I LOVE Florence + the Machine, like, freaking LOVE, so it was a great suggestion!

Oh, I also must apologize for such a delay and another chapter with high potential of long delay as well. Because if there’s one thing Russel T Davies and I have in common, it’s our procrastination nature and the fact that I have the habit of questioning then double questioning then triple questioning my writing. D:

And please tell me if the divider is too distracting or fancy smancy. I can change it, or remove it altogether. Or this! I like this one: ﻬღﻬ

Oh wait…one more thing. Sorry for the shortness. Dx I’ll try and increase the length of future chapters.

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