i want to eventually draw this as a comic. read and enjoy, and fave. ^^
The young boy lay in his bed, warm and snug under his thick covers. He let out a tired and heavy sigh as the high pitched alarm started to echo around his bedroom and inside his ears. He knew that he had to get up, this didn’t mean he wanted to. He glanced over at his alarm clock, it was only three minutes past six. He pressed the alarm’s off button and let out a tired yawn. He stretched out and slowly sat up rubbing his eyes free of the sleeping dust that had settled during his slumber. He then slipped his feet out from under the covers and placed them onto the floor, as he did he let out a shudder, winter had not quite arrived yet but you could definitely feel the nights, and mornings getting colder. The boy sluggishly padded over to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. He smiled at the young and handsome wolf looking back at him and turned on the tap, he let the water flow freely until it was warm enough then he took a face cloth and put it directly under the flow. Pressing the wet cloth to his face he let out a relaxed sigh and massaged in, enjoying the warmth on his face.
Once he had finished he moved towards the kitchen. “Breakfast, most important meal of the day.” He thought to himself, remembering his mother’s words.
He clawed around in his pantry for a bit before pulling out a box of cereal, then dug through an almost empty fridge and pulled out an extremely out of date carton of milk, he gagged as he held it and immediately threw it away. He then decided against the cereal and instead opted for an apple. Digging through his fridge again he pulled out the last of the apples. “Better restock” he thought to himself as he bit into the apple.
When he had finished with his apple he went back to his bedroom and threw on his favourite, and only pair of jeans and a t-shirt that said ‘carpe diem’, then sat on his bed for a moment and thought to himself.”First day ever, I’ve never been to a school before, wonder what it’s like” he thought and slowly lost himself in a trail of thought.
Before he knew it time had passed and it was seven-thirty. He glanced over at his clock and swore, “Shit! Don’t ‘wanna’ be late on my first day.” He gathered up all the books he needed and ran for the door, making sure he didn’t forget his prized art folio he closed the door behind him and locked it.
He started down the path towards the direction of the school, luckily for him it was only three blocks away. He waved to his neighbour, a beautiful, slender fox by the name of Talia, she offered him a smile in return and went back to what it was she was doing.
He took thirty minutes to get to school and by that time all the other students were arriving, looking at his watch it read eight- o’clock, and since classes started at nine he figured he’d spend fifteen minutes or so to get used to his surroundings.
He started wandering around the schoolyard, remembering important places like the toilets, and where not to go like the areas where smokers hung around, or behind the plantation that so easily blocks the teacher’s views of happens behind it, a real, bullies safe haven.
Not paying full attention to where he was walking he bumped into someone, and got a very worrying reaction, a deep, low and irate growl. The young boy stopped and turned slowly to see a big, well built tiger staring down at him. “What have we here?” the tiger growled, “fresh meat, eh?”
“I-I uhhh….” Was all the boy could manage in reply.
“SPEAK!” the tiger roared.
“Y-yes?” the boy replied weakly.
“Heh heh heh, this ‘oughta’ be fun” the tiger said, a toothy grin on his face, he then stepped closer to the boy pressing his face to his. “Tell me little wolf, you think you’re tough? Wearing the colours of the gods.”
“What’re you talking about?” the wolf asked with a puzzled look.
“The crimson red fur, the black patch, those rune markings” the tiger went on. “They’re the markings of the gods, why do you bear them?”
“I-I was born like this” the wolf stammered.
“BULLSHIT!” the tiger bellowed before chanting a few weird words and after a short delay his body was covered in a fierce yellow aura. The wolf stepped back wanting to run but was stopped, a crowd had circled them and prevented him from fleeing.
“Don’t worry little pup, I’ll make this quick” the tiger laughed
“ENOUGH!” came a voice out of nowhere. “Jeremy you know our rules on magic, power down or I will make you,” came the voice that seemed to be everywhere. The tiger snarled and his yellow aura disappeared.
“You won’t be so lucky next time new kid” he said before walking off through the dispersing crowd.
“Are you alright boy?” came the voice.
“I’m fine, I guess, I’d feel a lot better if I could see you though,” the wolf replied. Just as he did a big downpour roses appeared and within them a blue wolf, with a somewhat muscular physique wearing a clean and tidy business suit.
“My name is Sevlow, I teach phys ed and combat classes here, but you may call me Sev,” he said in a calm manner. “Tell me boy, who are you?”
“I have no name” was the reply.
“What do you mean boy?”
“Exactly that, I was not given a name, my mother died before I got one.”
“Oh, I’m sorry boy.”
“Makes me wonder why she took eleven years to think up a name.”
“Indeed boy, oh my look at the time, best you get to class.”
“Yes sir, but uhh, where is my class? It’s my first day and I don’t know my way around.”
“Oh, you’re the new kid, which class do you have boy?”
“Ah, that’s in room 103, head through those double doors there it’s the first room on the right.”
“Thank you Sir.” The wolf said and walked off towards his and Sevlow shouted out to him,
“Oh, and Boy!?”
“You don’t have to call me sir, my name is Sevlow.”
“Of course sir, I mean Sevlow.” Sevlow smiled and walked off towards the gym as the boy walked towards the double doors.
He stood out the front of room 103 and let out a sigh, then he turned the knob slowly and entered the room He stood in the doorway of the room and looked around, he saw a variation of breeds and species scattered throughout the room, one however, demanded his attention, it was the weird looking creature standing on top of the front desk, it was white, fluffy and had a red pom pom dangling from it’s head. Judging by its clothing this creature was wearing the boy gathered it was the teacher.
“Can I help you Kupo?” the creature said.
“Uhh yeah,” the boy stuttered “I’m the new student.”
“Oh, hello Kupo and welcome,” he said politely and gestured for him to move up to the desk. “tell me Kupo, what’s your name?” he questioned and got a quiet, timid reply.
“I-I don’t have one” the boy whispered into his ear.
“Oh, how strange,” he replied “Take a seat over there,” he pointed to an empty desk next to a dragon, he was quite large, had a yellow stripe running down the middle on each side of his body and two shades of colour on either side, one grey and the other black.
The wolf sat down and offered a slight smile to the dragon, in return he got a toothy grin and a slight giggle. The dragon stared at the wolf inquisitively before finally speaking, “Hiya my name is Chazo, what’s yours?” to which the wolf replied,
“I uhh, I don’t have one.” Chazo stared at him in a way that made him a little uncomfortable then giggled a bit and turned his attention to the front of the room.
The Wolf simply smiled and returned his attention to the curious creature that was his teacher. “Okay class, today we shall revise all that we have done on ‘persuasive language’.” The class groaned loudly and in unison and got out their books.
Before long the class were working hard so the teacher decided to meet his new student. “So Kupo, welcome to our fine school, tell me, how is it that you don’t have a name?”
“My mother Sir, she died before she could name me.”
“Oh my, I’m sorry boy.”
“It’s okay.” He lied a little to keep his emotions safe.
“We have to give you a name Boy, I can’t go around calling you ‘Boy’ for the rest of time.” And it was just then that Chazo butted in,
“OOOH OOOOH! I know, lets call him Crimson.”
“I uhhh,” the boy blushed.
“Well Kupo? Hows about it?” the teacher asked
“S-sure, I guess.”
“GOOODIE!!” Chazo added, happy at his success at giving the new kid a name.
“Okay, Crimson it is.” The teacher added and scribbled it down onto his roll. “Class!” he shouted so he could be heard over the talking students, “This is our new student Crimson, I want you all to make our new friend welcome, KUPO?”
“Yes sir” they all replied in unison, Chazo being the loudest of them.
“Good,” he said and then turned back to Crimson. “Oh, I almost forgot, I will be one of your homeroom teachers, the other is Sevlow come to us if you need help with anything, okay kupo?” Crimson nodded and smiled politely. Just as he did the bell rang for end of class and in an instant all the students got up and rushed for the door. “And don’t forget class, revision homework for the upcoming ‘S.A.C’ ”the teacher shouted out. Crimson got up slowly and headed for the door walking out into the hustle and bustle of the hallway.
“Worse than rush hour” he thought to himself as he headed for the lunchroom. He walked past the lockers looking them over and watched the actions of the other students, still curious as to how they interacted with each other.
It was just then that Jeremy stuck out his leg and tripped crimson, he fell to the ground and hit his head. Watching from a distance was Chazo who decided to go and stop the impeding fight. “Watch your step freak,” Jeremy ridiculed. Just as he was about to kick the downed Crimson Chazo stepped in and snarled, showing all of his teeth in his powerful jaws. “What’s your problem Lizard Lips? ‘wanna’ join him eh?” and it was at that moment that Chazo swung his strong, powerful tail around and slammed it into Jeremy’s mid section. Jeremy falls to the ground and lets out a groan before passing out.
“Hey Crimson, you okay?” Chazo asked.
“Yeah I’m fine” was the reply. Chazo helped Crimson get to his feet and walked him to the lockers.
“You got a locker yet?” he asked.
“Yeah number 176.”
“Are you kidding?! Awesome, it’s right next to mine” he said excitedly “Follow me, it’s this way,” he said, heading off towards their lockers.
“Here we are locker number one, seven, six. Did you get given the code?” he questioned.
“Yeah,” was the reply from crimson as he twisted the lock to the numbers of the code. The lock clicks and Crimson opens the door looking into the empty locker then opened his bag and emptied its contents into the locker, hanging his prize possession, a picture of his mother, against the back and smiled.
“OOH, is that your girlfriend?” Chazo asked playfully to which he got the disgruntled reply of,
“It’s my mother you numbskull!”
“Whoa, no need to get snippy!” Chazo said stepping back a bit.
“I’m sorry,” Crimson said “It’s just that ever since she died…”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” Chazo said empathetically.
“Let’s just leave it okay?”
“Sure thing,” Chazo said, now digging through his locker. “What class do you have next?” he said to break the silence.
“Why so many questions? Can’t you just leave me alone!!” Chazo just blinked and stared.
“I’m just trying to be nice is all.”
“Well could you please, just stop”
“I uh, I’m sorry its just that Sevlow and the Moogle asked me to look out for you.”
“I don’t need anyone’s help! Just leave me be!” Crimson shouted then slammed his locker door and stormed off to his next class, Chazo just stood there and watched him walk off with a blank look on his face.
Chazo dug through his locker and pulled out the books for his next class not noticing Sevlow approach from behind.
“How goes things with the boy?” Sevlow said startling Chazo a little.
“Oh jeez,” Chazo said, jumping a little “Please don’t do that,”
“Heh heh heh.” Sevlow chuckled quietly.
“Things go well, not so good, he stormed off on me all angry at something.”
“You know he’s going to need a friend don’t you?”
“Yes master,” Chazo accidentally let slip then covered his mouth immediately.
“Sorry Mr Sevlow”
“You must remember that if anyone finds out the world will fall into chaos,”
“I’m sorry Sir, and don’t worry about Crimson, I-I’ll take care of it.”
“Good boy, now run along you don’t want to be late to class.”
“Yes Sir.” HE nodded and walked off towards his classroom.
Within what seemed like minutes the bell rang for the end of the day and Chazo rushed hurriedly to try and catch up with Crimson, he was lucky enough to do just that.
“Hey Crimson, I’m sorry for before,” Crimson replied with a grunt. “I wanted to make it up to ya, why don’t you come round to my house and hang out with me, I’ve got playstation, and internet.”
“Look, I really don’t know.”
“C’mon!” Chazo pleaded
“Oh, alright I’ll come along.”
“Great, come with me, we should go now so’s not to make my mum angry.”
“Why would she get angry?”
“She doesn’t like me bringing friends home late.”
“Yeah, you know chums, buddies, pals” he said playfully. Crimson giggled and opened his locker up, collected all the things he wanted while depositing things he didn’t and asked,
“So where do you live?”
“Few blocks from here.”
“I see, well then, let us go.” He closed the locker door and walked off with Chazo down the hall and out the double doors. “What a dag” he thought to himself happily as he stepped out the door with his new friend and a warm smile on his face.
7 years, 7 months ago
25 Oct 2011 05:44 CEST
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