Knik looked at her she was not normal at all. He walked into his room and looked around. He wasn't to worry about his stuff he had next to nothing anyway and what he had he could always steal back. He sat on the bed and look over the map. He started to plan out his escape route. He studied and plan out his route all night and the next thing he new he was alseep. For the first time in a long time in an actual bed. He didn't realized he had sleeped in until he heard the key turned and his amber brown eyes shot open and looked at the door knob and got up he hid the plans he made and then layed back down and acted like he was still asleep.

Umi laughed and covered up her mark. This kid was going be a handful, she could tell, but what fun would life be without challenges? She leaned against the desks edge and rested her head on her hand before speaking.

“What makes you so confident that you’ll be able to leave?” she asked. Her lips were turned up into a mischievous half-smile. “Once someone enters this school, they can’t leave. Everything is placed on lockdown, so whether you’re a normal boy or a thief, there’s no getting out.” Umi was given a small summary about the boy, so she expected a bad attitude all through their introductions. But as she listened to his remark about the tattoo, she tilted her head. To Umi, it sounded like he was in denial over the whole thing.

“You’re not very sociable, are you?” Umi stood to her feet, stretched, and then gathered up a few sheets of paper. “Here’s a map of the entire campus. Again, there’s no getting out. I tried several times when I first arrived,” she said as she handed him the sheet of paper. When she walked toward the door, she stopped and turned toward him. “Come on, I’ll show you to your room. We can get more acquainted once you’ve settled down.”

But something told her it would be awhile before he warmed up to her or to the fact that his life had just been drastically changed. Umi remembered when she was first brought it, but she remembered fear and panic. Well, until she leaned to control her powers.

She took him down a narrow hall and toward the end she stopped. “Your room is here on the left. No one has a key to it aside from you, me, and the head mistress.” She untucked a small golden key from her pocket and handed it to him. “Your things will arrive tomorrow morning. With a small laugh, she bent down and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before prancing away down the hall. “If you need anything you know where to find me!” she cooed and disappeared back into the room where the boy had first met her in.

The red head boy walked into the school his brown eyes looking bored and well also seem to studied everyone movement and listening to what they was saying. Yeah he was only 14 and probly one of the only youngest to get into this so called special school but to him school as school and it was just as boring as the rest. He had been caught by the police a while back for trusting someone that he shouldn't have trust. You see this boy was not only a vessal but a master theif. His mind worked unlike any other normal 14 year old boy he could calutated the sucess of a plan, read people like there where nothing but an open book and was a well known fighter on the streets. His nickname was the crimson angel. Not only that his brain was like a super computer and he had the agility and speed of a cat but he can get away with anything, in other words if he want he could have a silver tounge. The only way he got discovered was because he got himself a parnter fro a big theft project and well he got her out of it while she turned him in. He had to change cloths and that where one of the officers notice his mark on his chest and thought it was weird for a 14 year old boy to have a tatoo and not only that it was a butterfly.

The next the he knew he was here studying the out lay of the school. The staff lady took him to the girls room and left them there. The red head looked at her and closed his eyes. "No, no one has shown me my room yet." he said a smirk came on his face "It doesn't matter though....I don't understand fully what the hell is going on. However I don't need a protector, especially from a small girl like you. Everything I do, I do it alone. As for the butterfly crap I don't have the same marking as you do." he said so coldly to her of course he was lieing about the mark on his chest. "I would tell you my name but I won't be here long enough for you to even call me it." he said and with that he walked out of the room.

“I think you’ll be very happy here.” Within a narrow hallway, two figures walked through the bustle of students; one a young teenager, fourteen, and the other an older woman appearing to be in her late thirties. There was an obvious tension as every eye turned toward the boy and whispers spread like a wild fire. To this elite academy, shielded from society, he was a new comer here to accept a destiny handed to him at a young age.

The woman peered down at the boy and smiled wearily. “I understand that you were told about this school right away. A symbol appeared on your body, yes?”

The boy nodded, but didn’t say anything. He appeared to be sizing the place up, examining every face he passed and took note; assessing. All in all, he didn’t appear to enjoy the fact that he was put in a place like this.

“You realize how unique your case is, right? I mean, I’ve never heard of anything like this before. It’s been unheard of until now,” the woman said in a soft voice. “Well, not entirely unheard of…. There was a story told, more like a rumor that the connection between a protector and a vassal would morph to the next level. No one knew what form this new connection would take.” She stopped for a moment and took one good look at him. “Until now.”

They came to a steel door with a large number three printed on it. The woman took in a deep breath, hesitating. The situation at hand was unnerving and almost terrifying. The academy was a place for those with the chosen bloodlines to become what was called protectors and vassals. Protectors protected the vassals by initiating battle with one another while vassals gave strength and skill to the protectors. One could not survive properly without the other, for they were destined for each other before they were even born. Each branch of the academy held roughly around two-thousand students.

“Your protector is inside. She’s one of the most talented hackers known to the world. She graduated at the top of her class and is one of the most powerful protectors ever born. You’re very lucky to have her. You should also know that she is on the academy’s staff. Her ability to create security systems in extraordinary, so don’t expect her to spend every second with you. I know how protectors and vassals get so attached to one another.” The woman placed her hand on the doors handle. “She has the same tattooed marking on her body as you do.” As the door slid open a huge variety of cables and computers lit up the darkened room and the vicious sound of typing crossed the silence. On one side of the room, sitting in a large office chair, a petite girl with hair so blonde it appeared white, and eyes as blue as the ocean, sat glaring at the screen in front of her.

“Meet Umi Ichiihara, age sixteen. She’ll be your one and only protector.” The woman backed up and bowed. “I’ll let you two become acquainted.” Slowly and quietly, the steel door closed leaving the two alone.

Blinking, Umi removed her fingertips from the keyboard and swiveled her chair around to face the boy. A smile was plastered to her face and with a tilted of her head she gave a small wave. “I’ve been waiting for you all my life. Ever since I was young, they told me that I would become your protector.” Her thin petite fingers pulled aside the spaghetti strap shirt to reveal the cleavage of her tiny breasts where a crimson butterfly was surrounded by black elegant Celtic knots. “This is the exact symbol you have on your chest, too! It’s what connects us; makes us unlike any of the others.” She turned back to her computer and pulled up a window with a small paragraph. “I looked it up. A butterfly means change or new beginnings, so I s’ppose we’re pretty special, huh?”

As Umi drew in a deep breath, she glanced at him and lifted an eyebrow. “Have you been shown to your room yet?”


(OOC: I need someone to be the 14 year old boy who will be Umi’s vassal. He can have any personality, everyone at the academy is human (though with special powers…the protectors are usually the ones with powers; elemental use, time freeze, telepathy, ect…) Umi has two powers: visions and water/ice manipulation. She is able to share her power with her companion (your charry). More details will be explained as we go, so don’t worry if you’re confused about anything (feel free to ask me any questions, too!) Possible mature content!)