So that boy who passed out earlier is a level 9 force user right
*Says the silver haired man*
Yes it's the only logical answer, Right Damian
*Says Aled as he walks through the halls with Silver haired man(Damian)*
Yes because no kid at level 10 can use such complicated field force, actually is even hard for kid at level 9 too
*Says Damian as he walks up to door*
**People at a a Weaker level can use a move that is one level stronger, but they must have a deep understanding of the move**
*Damian and Aled open the door and get in*
Oh it's silver hair and the wood man
*Says Tena when sitting besides Felthart*
I would like it if you call me professor Canoff, miss Venchen
*Says Damian*
So how are you doing boy
*Says Aled as he gets in behind Damian*
Well am good professors, so what do want??
*Says a curious Felthart*
Can't we just come check up on a potential student of Emberhaven?
*Asks Damian*
Oh so your trying to tell me that you guys went to check up on all 150+ potential students who got injured
*Says Felthart while relaxing with his eyes closed*
Mmh, your quite the smart one for your age
*Says Damian with a smirk on his face*
I wouldn't say am smart, am just stating the obvious
*Says Felthart with a humble voice*
Ok so let's get to the point, What is your Force level boy?
*Asks Damian with a cold expression on his face*
'Should I tell them the truth?, Nah it'll cause more trouble than anything else '
*Says Felthart in his mind*
Am just a level 9 force user sir
**Felthart is actually now a level Force user, since living in the forest and fending for himself**
Ahh is that so, Quite impressive for a kid your age, but how was a kid like you able to activate a complicated field force, did you have a master to teach you??
*Asks Aled with a kinder expression than that of Damian*
Nope, I just read alot of books at the orphanage i used to live in
*Answers Felthart*
Ohh I see, I guess that's our sign to leave Damian
*Says Aled as he holds Damian*
No wait, kid what's your name?
*Asks Damian as he leaves*
Its Felthart
*Answers Felthart*
Then Felthart, make sure pass the entrance exam and meet me
*Says Damian as he closes the door*
(In the hall)
Dang Damian what was up with that?
*Asks Aled*
That boy is the boy the headmaster was talking about, Am sure about it
*Says Damian with a determined look on his face*
*2 days later*
So are you sure your fine Felt
*Asks a worried Tena*
Yeah yeah of course I just fell unconscious that day anyway, it wasn't that serious
*Responds Felthart as he cracks his neck*
Oh ok if say so, so are you ready for the written exam
*Ask Tena as he expression quickly changed from sad to excited*
'Why is she excited about everything?'
*Asks Felthart in his mind*
No of course am not, I told you I haven't read a book in about 2 years if not 1
*Says Felthart*
Well then good luck Felt hope you do well
*Says Tena with a wide smile on her face as she runs in the hall as they reach th front door of the hall where all the potential students trying to to enter the academy are*
So let's see what kind of test you and your academy have in store for us
*Says Felthart with a determined look as he gets in*
*3 hours later*
*The participants all get out and some look depressed , tired and some cry saying they failed*
Ah, that was more interesting than expected
*Says Felthart as he is sitting on a bench after the exam right next the the*
Ahh i know you, your the weak boy who luckily used a level 9 force field
*Says a silver haired girl with red eyes with a group of girls, as she smirks*
Yes, i gues that's me,What about it?
*Says Felthart as he gives the girl a cold and expressionless look, that runs shivers in her whole body*
Ayy...Trisia, Leave the guy alone will you
*Says a boy from a far with the same silver hair and red eyes*
Argh whatever Tristan, And you we are not done
*Says the girl as she leaves, as she leaves one the girls in the group with red crimson looks at Felthart and they lock eyes as she leaves*
Sorry about her attitude, Am Tristan Silvryn
*Says Tristan as he approaches Felthart and offers a handshake, with a smile*
No worries, are you guys twins or something?,
Oh and just call me Felthart
*Says Felthart as he shakes his hand*
Nice to meet you Felthart, and yes she is my twin sister ,her name is Trisia Silvryn
*Answers Tristan*
Felt.....
*Shouts Tena from a far as she calls out for Felthart as she runs towards them*
Oh...,hey Tristan
*Says Tena as she catches her breath*
Hey Tena, it's been a long time
*Responds Tristan*
Wait you and Tristan know each other?
*Asks Felthart*
Of course we knew each other for a long time now, even if we don't see each other as much
*Responds Tena*
The hall fell silent as Professor Damian's voice rang out:
"Now, the rankings for the written exam will be shown."
A shimmering projection flickered into existence above the students, glowing letters scrolling down until the names settled in place.
Written Exam Rankings
1. Felthart
2. Trisia Silvryn
3. ?????
4. ?????
5. Tristan Silvryn
...(skip)...
6. Tenalia Venchen
...(skip)...
7. ?????
For a moment, no one breathed. Then the hall erupted.
"What—No way!"
"Trisia didn't take first?"
"Who even is Felthart?!"
Gasps, whispers, and murmurs spread like wildfire. Trisia stood frozen, her crimson eyes wide with disbelief before narrowing, burning with envy.
Tristan gave a low whistle and turned to Felthart. "Would you look at that—you're number one."
Felthart leaned back on the bench, his expression calm. "I guess I did well enough."
Before he could say more, Tena bounced forward, her smile radiant. "Of course he did! He's the smartest person I know!"
Felthart scratched the back of his neck, sighing. "Yeah, maybe… but why is your sister looking at me like she wants to kill me?"
Across the room, Trisia's glare locked onto him, sharp enough to cut steel.
Tristan groaned, rubbing his temples. "Because, my friend… you just shattered her perfect record of always being first."
At the back of the hall, Damian and Aled stood watching silently.
Aled folded his arms, his brow furrowing. "Number one, without even preparing? That's not normal, Damian."
Damian's silver eyes sharpened, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "No. It's exactly what I expected."
"You think he's really the one the headmaster spoke of?" Aled asked in a low voice.
Damian's gaze never left Felthart, who sat calm amid the chaos. "I don't think. I know."
To be continued...