I originally started this has a joke fic, something to blow time.
But noe, I like what I'm writing, so I've decided to throw it into my
BIG project area which means more time and more effort.
    Also I won't be able to post new parts anywhere near as fast as I do
now, due to school starting.
    And now I apologize for this part of the fic, it's a little to waffy
for my taste's. But I tried to add some darker stuff at the end, I
tried.
    Well here goes the fic *_*

WARNING: This fic contains blood, murder and demonic and religious
theme's, you have been warned. But there's no rape!
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                              Chapter 3: Three stars aligned

    I sighed as I looked around the classroom. It was rather large and
rectangularly shaped. The walls were white as was the tiled floor. Part
of the left wall was an open window with blue curtains. To the left was
a small chalk board that had various messages scribbled on it. The back
wall was plain and to the front was a large green chalkboard with the
teacher's brown desk in front of it. The teacher was not currently at
the desk, she was off to get yet another new student. This new student
was a male though, which was a disappointment.
    I sighed again as I looked over at my friend Matthew. If I had said
that to him then he would say I'm to much into women. That I think of
them to much. But unfortunately, he's right. And can you blame me when I
have a beautiful red haired girl in my class who has all the looks of a
god. But Matthew doesn't think about her very much. He likes girls,
sure. But he's too hung up on his acting. He want's to write and perform
in play's. Even though there's nothing wrong with that, it would still
nice to talk about girls with him. About how beautiful they are and
how........ I'm thinking like a stereotypical male high school student.
    Shaking my head's of these thought's I quickly turned my attention
to the idea of a new student. Maybe I should show him around the school,
maybe get to know him. Because if I keep on the subject of girls, I will
eventually decide to talk to Amy, which would then lead to my untimely
death. That's something I'm not looking forward to.
    I then heard the annoying sound of the door opening. And then in a
ritualistic manner, all the student's ran to their seat's, trying to
look attentive. But of course every teacher new that trick and always
put their ear to the door before entering, just to make sure that they
were talking and joking around. A then the teacher would find some
outrageous way of exacting revenge upon it's prey. Otherwise known as,
the students.
    The substitute teacher walked through the door followed by a dark
individual. He was over six feet tall and of a slightly light build. He
wore black jeans and a black te-shirt. He had dark brown eyes and long,
dark black hair. His skin was pale, almost white colored, as though he
was covered in chalk. In his right hand he held four binders, four
school books, and a black book. The black book was most likely a novel
he was reading or something like that.
    While the substitute teacher was tall, slender, and wearing all
black. She had dark brown eyes, dark, long black hair and tanned skin.
She carried around a certain aura of dignity, that might be able to make
people follow her every command. Well almost every command. But most
teacher's were like that, so it wasn't very important.
    The teacher sat down at her desk and looked at the class. All of
them held an unreadable expression. Which was unusual because they were
as easy to read as a book. But maybe it was the idea of a new student
that made them quiet. Examining this new one until they knew who he was,
what he was like, and how to act around him.
    "Hello, I'm Mrs. Davis, and I'll be your teacher for the next week
or so. And now as my first duty, I would like to introduce a new student
to the class. His name is Andrew Maddocks. Now take a seat Andrew, at
the far corner of the room."
    Andrew nodded as he moved to the back of the room where he sat in
the back, left corner of the room.
    Then the teacher began to read out the attendance list. I wasn't
listening though, I was looking back at the new student. He was reading
his black book now. I then noticed the title which was written in faded
gold lettering. This black book was called, "Tsumi: Advanced black
magic."
    I quickly turned away to look at Amy who was looking at Andrew. She
was giving him a cold, angry stare. A stare that said she wanted to kill
him and hide the body so no one would find it. While Andrew, noticing
this, only turned toward's her and gave a smug smile. This angered Amy
even more, but she soon stopped her glare and went back to looking
through her binders and reviewing notes.
    "Phillip Greenwood." Called out Mrs. Davis. I wasn't paying
attention, I was looking at the beautiful and wonderful Amy. Her perfect
figure her beautiful eyes her.... "MR. GREENWOOD!"
    I was quickly snatched from my dream world by the yells of Mrs.
Davis. I was in shock for a few second's before I gathered my wits and
said, "Here."
    Mrs. Davis nodded and then went back to calling out the names of the
students to make sure they were here. It was not like she needed to do
that. But like most teacher's she liked to find way's of punishing
student's to the full extent of the law. And as often as possible.
    Once Mrs. Davis had finished calling out the register she was about
to talk when another teacher came into the room. It was Mr. Pike, the
school principle. He was tall, skinny, bald and had dark hair and dark
eyes. But he mostly wore white or blue clothes, like today he was
wearing blue.
    Mrs. Davis got out of her desk and walked over to the principle.
They talked softly so no one could hear. But soon the words from Mrs.
Davis got louder and louder until you could hear her say, "Not again!
You got to be kidding. Another new student! But...." and then her voice
became to low for me to hear. The scowl she wore after hearing about
this new student was soon replaced by a smile as I heard the words.
"Permanent position here? That's great......."
    Soon the talking ended and the principle left the room. Mrs. Davis
followed but didn't go far. She just grabbed the new student and
re-entered the room where she introduced the new student. "We have just
received yet ANOTHER new student. This is Sarah Butler. Now got take a
sat on the middle desk in the back row."
    The new student Sarah walked back into her seat which was in the
middle of Amy and Andrew.
    There were thirty-five desks in the room, five columns, seven rows.
The back row previously had no student's there because there were
exactly thirty student's until yesterday. Now the back row had three
people in it. Andrew to the far left, Amy to the far right and Sarah in
the third seat over, the middle seat.
    I looked back at the new student and was surprised that anyone could
match Amy's beauty, but it seemed someone did. This new girl was short,
about five foot six but she had muscle on her. She looked rather strong,
probably could beat me in a fight, which really isn't that hard. She had
long, purple hair which stretched down to her feet. God knows how long
it took to grow that hair. Her eyes were a light, sky blue. Her skin
looked very smooth and was rather pale, but not as pale as Andrew's. She
was wearing a tight red sweater which should not be worn due to the
simple fact that it was a hot summer. The green sweat pant's she wore
were also tight. All this tight clothes were giving me a perfect view of
her figure, and what and excellent figure she had!
    I watched as her delicate fingers looked through her binders. I then
looked at Andrew and Amy who were both glaring at Sarah. But she didn't
seem to notice. I wonder why they were staring at her like that. I
didn't have very much time to think about before the bell rung and I was
off to Physics class........
    I looked over my lunch as I sat underneath a tree in the field. It
was the only tree, and I was the only person who ate around it. Actually
I was the only person who ate in this small field not far from the
school. Only a few people came here, most of them just out for a walk.
There was a  narrow stone path leading through the park, but it was
broken in most places and was in need of repairs. No one mowed the grass
down so it was growing very high and provided perfect cover. Matthew
didn't come here with me though, he went home, saying he had work to do,
which he did. He was bright, but he needed to study a lot, and that's
what lunch was for.
    I sighed as I took a bite out of my peanut-butter sandwich. I wasn't
very hungry, I kept on thinking about the rather unpleasant encounter
with Amy which resulted in my ego taking serious damage. She hated me
for no reason, she seemed like a loner. That's probably why she pushed
me away, because she want's to be alone. A lot of people do in life, and
that's their problem, not mine. But what of this new girl? Maybe I could
talk to her, maybe become her friend. She seemed like a loner to though,
but nothing ventured, nothing gained.
    I then heard the sound of someone coming through the tall grass. I
heard some swear words followed by a sigh. "At least here I can be
alone." It was definitely a male voice.
    I looked over from behind the tree, it was Andrew. He was stumbling
through the grass alright. In his hand's he held that black book of his.
That was probably why he wanted to be alone, to read. And he must not
have noticed me because I was sitting behind the tree.
    He then tripped up and hit the ground with a thud. I wondered if I
should go and help him, or just let him pass through. I then decided
what to do, I walked over to him and extended my hand. He quickly
grabbed it and I helped him up.
    Andrew wiped the grass of his clothes and looked at me for a second,
he then turned away and began to walk out of the park. "Thank's for the
help. I thought there was no one here, but I don't want to bother you.
Good day."
    I stopped him though, placing my right hand on his right shoulder.
He turned around and gave me a icy glare. I almost decided to let him go
without saying anything, almost. "Are you sure you want to leave. Maybe
I could give you a tour of the school or something."
    The icy glare melted and a unreadable expression was now planted on
his face. "No thank you. I'll just be going. And I can find my own way
around the school. But thanks for the offer." but he wasn't thankful,
his voice full of guile.
    I sighed as he walked away. I then looked up at the cloudless blue
sky and the burning hot sun. Two of the new student's were cold, now how
about the third? Look's like I would have to just find out........
    The school day was over, finally. It felt like forever. I looked
around the classroom, most the student's were gone now, only three or
four will still here. The teacher had left and so had Matthew. I had
told him that I had some business to take care of.
    I sat in my desk, pretending to look through my stuff. Sarah was
still here and I was waiting to talk to her. I just hoped it wouldn't go
like my last two attempt's. So I waited for about five minutes until
everyone had gone except for me and Sarah. She was double checking on
her notes.
    When she had finished I gathered up every ounce of courage I had and
walked over to her. I looked down at her as she sat in the middle seat
of the back row. She was so beautiful it would be hard to form a
coherent sentence. But I had to try. "Ah, hello." I said, sounding like
I was about to faint.
    Sarah looked up at me, ready to chew my head off, but she stopped
for a second. She looked at me in the eyes and one thought came to mind,
the unusual though that he was cute And that was funny because she never
thought much of anyone before. "Hello. What can I do for you?"
    I smiled for a second, so far so good. If only I could keep this up
maybe She wouldn't kill me. "Oh, I was just wondering, if maybe, since
your new." I paused for a second and then tried to gather up my wits.
"Maybe I could give you a tour of the school."
    Sarah was about to decline, but then she looked up into my deep blue
eyes, and she couldn't resist answering, "Sure, but tomorrow, at lunch
time."
    I smiled and nodded. "Sure tomorrow. Have a good day." And then I
left the room. Leaving a thick trail of sweat. God's truly watching over
me.......
    Sarah smiled as she watched me walk out. She then checked to make
sure she was alone. And lucky for her, no one was around. "He's rather
handsome, he might make a good pet. But I have to be careful with my new
toy, or I might brake him, to quickly that is."...........
    Amiel jumped from roof top to roof top. It was so fast, so graceful,
and so deadly. It was off for a new job. Someone had offered it ten
thousand in advance and thirty thousand once the job was done. Whatever
the job may be. Whoever it was must be desperate to call the figure for
Amiel to do the job. Amiel was the best, but most expensive mercenary in
the world. Whatever the job was, it was very important. And soon it
would find out what the job was.......
    A figure appeared in a large room. Whoever it was, it was hiding
behind a smoke screen. The unknown figure looked around the room until
it saw the dead body. "It seems the police haven't taken away the body
of poor Mrs. Anderson. Now I can check it for a seal."
    The figure walked over to the body kneeled down next to the body. It
and looked at the victims neck. Right above where the throat was slit
was a small red circle that looked like it was made of wax. And on the
red circle was a picture of three red stars aligned in a triangular
shape. The whole thing looked a lot like a seal placed on a parchment.
    The figure then got up and walked away from the corpse. It's worse
suspicions were true, it seemed that everything was about to begin. But
to what end? It didn't know, but it would find out..........
    The necromancer sighed as he looked through one of his books. He
knew what he just felt, two shadow wall's being put up. And done of the
definitely came from the person who stole the Necrotome.
    He then got up and went off in the direction that the magic was
coming from.......
    A figure hiding the shadows smiled as he looked down at the
Necrotome. It was such an amazing book, he would have to try out some of
the spells. But he couldn't attract any real attention to him otherwise
he could have dozens of people coming after him for the book. But what
spell to use? What spell indeed.........
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    Hope you like the fanfic so far. I apologize for any formating
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