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“VERN!” Throwing herself up out of bed knocking her forehead on the wood bunk above her’s. “Another dream about that night?” Nora mumbled to herself tiredly as she rubbed her sore spot.

“Aldred! Are you still here?” She slipped pulled on a shirt and slipped into her sweats fumbling for her hair ties. “Aldred?” Calling again while fumbling with her hair. She walked down the staircase and into the kitchen. On the fridge a knife was plunged into the note left for her.

Pulling the knife out she read: “Nora, I have left for the shop early this morning to finish the chief’s last three orders on time… I don’t see how I am going to manage this. I will see you at eight tonight late again… I am hoping to expect dinner by then my dear. PS: Don’t forget your classes at the academy. Sincerely: Aldred.” Putting down the note with an irritable sigh she reached into the fridge pulling out condiments to prepare for dinner early, for extra practice time after her classes.

She held the knife with her fingertips and flipped it around her thumb, catching it with a grasp. Feeling as though she was being watched, she warily looking around her and soon realized who it was and laughed.

“We are going to the secret place today Fenrik, you know what that means don’t you?” Turning her head to the black wolf kneeling atop the counter behind her. It looked deep into her eyes, growled, wound up its hind legs and pounced.

The black wolf tackled the young woman to the ground. “Stop, stop it Fenrik.” She laughed as the wolf began to lick her face, still pinning her to the ground. She suddenly pushed up with all her might and grasping the wolf around the waist, with her arms she overthrew the powerful animal and turned it onto its back. The wolf looked up at her and laughed.

“You are growing stronger human cub, this village and my teachings will make you a warrior yet.” Pushing up with all fours; the large wolf shook himself off and looked out the window. Nora looked up at Fenrik with great pride. Fenrik had befriended her after the Redemplars had rushed and burned the village thirteen years ago. She had been eight at the time and Fenrik only five months. After her and her brother’s father had fallen that night; Nora was under an overhang in their meeting spot by the gorge soaked in blood and tears. When out of no where a young and shy black wolf came out of no where and lay down next to her keeping her warm. Their relationship has only grown since then.

“Don’t you think we should be heading to the academy Nora? It is almost time for the game of the omega’s what you humans call ‘combat’.” He smiled up at her and she knew, but loved her friend’s sarcasm. “You’re right Fenrik! Let’s go ‘play’.” They both laughed and raced out the door.

Grabbing her coat she turned realising she had forgotten her knife. Running back into the kitchen she grasped the knife and smiled to herself. “As long as Aldred doesn’t find out I have been ‘to the secret spot’ I wont have to put up with his fiery tongue. An anger issue no one wants to sit and bore to.” She thought as she hurried after Fenrik.

Because Fenrik is not part of the W.A.A. (The Warriors and Adventurers Academy) he sits outside and waits for Nora to finish lessons. Fenrik could have joined because the academy is for anyone who has a beating heart… not counting undead (they are still permitted) the point is: Anyone is free to join the W.A.A. as long as they have no intentions to misuse the rules of the academy, harm classmates or usage of the abilities and/ or knowledge learned inside the academy outside academy grounds, unless allowed to do so.

Nora was an exceeding student of the academy but had a tendency to misuse the rules. Not majorly but enough to get on the board of directors nerves. “Take a seat fellow warriors and adventurers.” The voice echoed along the large walls of the stone and wood finish room.

Not everyone sat down on cue but the master has been teaching for many years and knew that nothing could be done to change a child from who they are. The academy was not just full of children and teenagers; there were filled with races of all kinds and races of all sizes and ages. Giants and Behlisans usually sat in the back with the most height, when the Amoebaean, the Yumi and the Dwarves sat in the front.

The Centaurs could not sit in chairs so they lay before the stage or in the walking aisles. Having so much variety in the academies are sometimes difficult because of the oppositions and wars between the eleven courts within Faede.

Each court owning extremely large landmass acting like countries or provinces within a continent. There are the courts that are allied, and then there are the courts that are opposing each other. Some of the students take those oppositions between themselves and their ‘ancestors’ courts. You see, each court has its forefathers that initially created the court.

The first generations of a few different races came together and created a unity and a pact that they would never war with each other. They created a court that signified not the area that they were within, but a symbolic meaning. The Court of the Endless Plains par-say was the first court to ever be created and was created by the first generations of the; Giants, Dwarves, Ou Harums, Druids, Minotaurs and Hawklytes. They united into a court but when generations passed; the races of the forefathers that created the courts chose to join other courts.

Allied and Opposing courts of the ones that their forefathers created. But time moves on. Now, the courts still belong to the ancients (forefathers) that created the courts themselves. But other races previously belonging to others joined and fought beside different courts, and then a new world was created.

One that did not matter what race you were, you could fight beside and under any court of your choice. The world grew to accept this and now there is barely any who stand against it.

The master finished reading his book and looked up at the class. Nora’s head was leaned forward and laying on her hands. Thinking about when they are going to start the new combat training that the masters have been speaking so highly about. A loud crack was heard and all the students raised their heads.

The master’s book was now closed and he was looking straight at Nora. Suddenly as if he had read her mind, his voice boomed through the room. “I have been reading over in my mind the new subject us masters have been speaking about. And I believe it is about time we move right into it, today!” The whole room was filled with chatter of excitement as the master winked and grinned at Nora.

“Let us break for lunch class, when the bell tolls we will all meet in the court yard.” The master turned and tottled away. “Dismissed”.

“Fenrik!” Nora came running towards her friend, awakening him from his nap. “What is it human cub, are you out already?” Nora dropped to her knees beside him excited like a child. “The master of our class is going to teach us the new subject Fenrik, like he said he would before. I was starting to doubt it because of the negative discussions about it between all the masters. It was strange though… it was like he took the words right out of my head.” The girl sat in deep thought.

“Well, he is an ‘Ancient’, child, he has learned a lot through his lifetime. He is said to have lived five-hundred years, since an Ancient’s blood and organs can not falter over old age he has probably overcome telekinesis." She looked with even greater excitement and a smile crept over her face in wonder about the mysterious race of the Ancients.

“I wonder if I will ever meet another Ancient on my travels across the country Fenrik?” The wolf turned to her and laughed. “Are you still thinking about that? What would make you want to travel so far, what would you be looking for? Such a large world out there of death, mystery and war… it isn’t a place for a human cub like you.” Fenrik turned his head to the village eyeing Aldred’s smithing shop.

“You should listen to Aldred… for once and take over the shop when he’s gone.” He smirked and Nora grabbed him by the neck and rubbed his head with her fist. “Me? Blacksmithing? I don’t think so my good friend. Do you really think I could possibly do something without adventure and mystery? Besides it’s the world that I want to see.” She turned away and looked down.

“Fenrik, if I one day decide to finally go… you would come with me wouldn’t you?” The strong wolf turned to her with a smile.

“Of course I would Nora, I am nothing without you!” The large bell started to toll above the academy and Nora turned to Fenrik and smiled at him.

“I know you would.” Fenrik smiled back and watched her run up the steps to the academy. He lay his head upon his paws and chuckled.

“Of course I will human cub, it is up to time when you will be called.” He looked up to the sky with a feeling burning in his chest.

“Destiny will pick you up and carry you along the wind when you are ready.” The wolf lowered his head again and fell back into his sleep.