BOOK ONE: NOX

Prologue: Weird shit

Two and a half minutes, if Your watch was right, which it definitely was, Mrs. Francheska Franklin had been staring at you from behind her desk in silence for Two and a Half minutes.

While you had no objection with spending any-kind of time with what was essentially every teenage boy's fantasy, the Awkwardness sure was palpable.

"Urm Mrs. Franklin?" Your words seemed to pull her out of a trance, "Oh, Charlie, sorry I was just thinking."

"Thinking... on what?" The Blonde bombshell stood from her seat behind the round desk, her eyes, the colour of a deep blue sea, looked over your much smaller form.

"Do you never think to fight back Charlie?" She reached up, slowly pulling her hair free from the masterfully tight bun that she usually adorned, down fell a flowing mane of hair that shined a brilliant gold, it was a mystery how she fit it all into a bun like that "P-Pardon?" Mrs. Francheska lent down, setting her hands down on the desk in front of her, watching you rather inquisitively "I have caught them time and time again hassling you, haven't you ever wanted something about it?" though you realise it was a strange question for a Teacher to ask a student, it was one that resonated with you, it was a question that you had asked yourself many times.

"What's the point really, I don't hit women and you've seen the size of Chaz, I'd get the Tar beaten out of me." She smirked, reaching up to unbutton the top button of her blouse "Not to be rude Mr. Drake, but I don't think that's really why." It was hard to concentrate when she was staring right at you like this, and... whatever else she was doing, but still you found yourself speaking your mind "I suppose that if I did, I wouldn't be any better than them..." Another button was let loose between her fingers, her strong, almost Nordic features began to seem almost hungry in the way they were presented to you "...And what would it solve, would it make me people dislike me less, would I feel any batter because of it, I doubt it."

Mrs. Francheska hummed deeply, closing her eyes as she took in a deep breath through her nostrils, this was getting very fucking weird, "Such a rare young man, I look forward to seeing how this goes forward as a neutral party in all of this..." She began to walk around the Desk, but her movements, the way she walked and spoke, there was something weird about them. She did not stop approaching you until she stood but an inch away, her tall, powerful form, making you a tiny thing in a giant's shadow

"...Things lurk in the night young man, things that you may not understand at first, but by your scent," she inhaled deeply once more "You will be an altogether different man by the end."

You were frozen, her eyes... they were, Yellow, fierce "And, what kind of Woman are you?" she chuckled at the question "Me? I'm just the Shepard."

As quickly as you had seen this woman change from Teacher to... whatever she was right now, she changed back, swiftly buttoning up her white blouse and tying her into a ponytail "It's about time that you returned to your Dorm Mr. Drake." slowly you got to your feet, never breaking eye-contact with Mrs. Franklin as you picked up your rucksack "G-Goodbye Mrs. Franklin." you say very politely before committing to a swift getting the Hell out of there.