Chapter 1: The First Day

September 21, 2031.
05:00 AM.

"IT’S TIME TO WAKE UP! TIME TO WAKE UP! TIME TO WAKE UP! IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP YOU WILL BE SHOCKED IN TEN SECONDS!" I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock screaming at me. I rub my eyes as I sit up to turn the blasted thing off. As my eyes focus I see my bedroom come back. My bed sits on an ornate black oak frame. Attached to the bed frame is a book case, and desk. The room is decorated with several of my own drawings; apples, a self portrait, and the portrait that I made of my aunt. The walls are painted to look like the nighttime sky. 

It is the first day that I will be teaching at Winchester High School. I swing my feet over the bed, and slowly stand up. I walk towards my bathroom, and take a nice hot shower. The bathroom has a grey marble bathtub, and a built in water-proof stereo system. I grab the clothes that I put out and arranged before going to bed, and put them on. I walk over to the mirror, and I look at my young, slender figure. The man staring back at me has messy dark brown hair, brown eyes, plump pink lips, and a square jaw. I comb my hair, and go to the kitchen. 

"A.L.E.S.S., I want a double chocolate fudge cappuccino, to go." I tell the automated listening electric serving system. A travel mug comes out of the wall, followed by a nozzle from the ceiling. A frothy brown liquid flows from the nozzle and into the mug. I grab the now steaming mug from the counter, grab my brief case, put on my fleece jacket, and walk to my black hover car Impala.

"Where do you want to go today, sir?"

"Let’s go to Winchester High School, D.W."

"Ok, right away, sir."

6:00AM

I walk through the front doors, and have A.L.E.S.S show me a map to my room. I walk down the hall toward the office. In the office I see a woman sitting at her desk. She has dark brown hair, brown eyes, slim glasses, and an inviting looking face. I look at the plaque sitting on her desk, which reads: Principal Ms. A. Spark. She looks up from her work, and greets me with a warm and inviting smile.

"Hello, I'm Annabell, but you may call me Ann. You must be the new teacher, Mr. Darker, welcome to Winchester High!"

"Hello Ann. I'm Levi Darker. Thank you for the warm welcoming."

"Not a problem, Levi. I always greet everyone that walks in here with a smile and a great attitude; however I do tend to be kinda shy. I became principal of this school to help me overcome that shyness. I hope that you have a good time while you teach here. Now, you may want to get to your classroom, for school starts at eight o'clock, and it is now seven." I thank her, and wish her a good day before walking out of the office and down the hall. Room 210 is on the second floor of the building. It is a large and evenly arranged room, which is great for me, for I and my class will need that space.

8:00 AM

Students start to flow through the door of my classroom, and randomly sit in a desk. I can already tell which students are eager to learn new things by where they sit in the room. Those that love to learn sit closer to me, and those that will most likely give me trouble, sit in the very back of the room. As for the middle of the room, those that want to have fun while learning at the same time, sit there. I walk up to the front of the room with the attendance list, and wait for one minute before taking roll, that way the "stragglers" can get to the room. Five students come bursting through the door. One of them, a tall young man looks at me and rolls his eyes. Not a good sign. He has short light brown hair, green eyes, and wears a leather jacket. I wait for him and the rest of the students to sit down before speaking.

"So, does anyone know where the f*****g teacher is?" asks the tall, young man.

"No." A girl with blue hair answers.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Darker, and I will be your new Art and Literature teacher. I am sorry to hear that my predecessor, Mr. Leath has died." I look at the shock on the young man’s face as I announce who I am. I can already tell that this young man is going to cause a lot of problems for me and maybe for the class as well.

"I thought that you were a new student!" I look over to the back left corner desk. There, a teenage boy with white hair and ice blue eyes sits and looks back at me.

"That's fine and completely understandable, for I am young and fresh out of college. Now, if all of you could kindly stand up, and move to the wall in the front of the room. I am going to assign seats for the class in alphabetical order. This arrangement will help me become more familiar with your names and faces. If you prefer to be called by something other than the name on the list, please let me know, and I will write it in place of your name. Jamie Allen"-

"It’s James, not Jamie." He was a short, skinny boy with short, black hair, and hazel eyes and was standing toward the door. He was wearing dark blue jeans, black shoes, and a black t-shirt.

"Front left seat. Kallin Bradshaw.

"It’s Kal!" The young man with the leather jacket snarls. Good, maybe this will help me get through to him.

"In the desk next to James, please. Kayleena Brentari, Sherman Cran, Liby Crent, Jane Dent.” The names get called out, and I finally reach the last one. "Jackson Krofrozenstein"

"Please, call me Jack." I look at who sits in the back left corner desk. To my surprise it's the boy with white hair, and ice blue eyes. I go through the usual first day class orientation, and rules. I go over the rules on the Smart Board V6. I look in amazement as holographic screens pop out of the top of each desktop. Each image looks exactly like the face of the Smart Board V6. I write one of the rules on the board, and look at one of the holograms. The hologram now has the same exact thing that I wrote on the board. In the desk I can see three little buttons that say ‘Translate’ ‘Put in type’ and ‘Print’.

"Now, as a class, let’s read the rules aloud." Simultaneously the class reads the rules: "1. Students must ask to go to the bathroom or your locker unless it is an emergency. 2. You must come to class prepared. 3. You must be respectful of others, and their belongings. 4. Don't over criticize. 5. Have fun."

"Your first assignment is to write whatever you want to, and illustrate a scene from whatever you wrote. Who can tell me why the frog couldn't cross the road?"

"I ran him over." Kal blurts out.

"No, the frog couldn't cross the road, for his legs were on a plate in the restaurant next to him." The boys and some girls laugh, yet other girls say 'Ewe'.

"You must get a sketch book by March 29. If you don't have one, make one."

"Class is now over. Class is now over. Class is now over. If you don't get out of your desk, you will be shocked in ten seconds!" the intercom says.

9:00 PM

I get my clothes picked out and sit down to plan the lesson for next week. I took another shower, got in my pajamas, eat, and then went to bed.

10:00 PM

Two girls were walking down the street. "So, Jane what do you think of our new art and literature teacher, Mr. Darker?" A girl with long blonde hair and deep, green eyes asked. Her friend, Jane, is taller than her, and has dyed blue hair. Her eyes were also green.

"Honestly, Liby, I think that Mr. Darker is really nice, and I think that he will be an awesome teacher. He's also not that bad to look at. I think that the new kids, Jack and Kal, are gonna cause some problems for the class, and Mr. Darker as well."

"Hahaha. You have a crush on Mr. Darker! Hahahahaha!" Liby mocked.

"I do not!" Jane snapped.

"Yes you do!"

"Do not!"

SssssNAP.

The girls turned around quickly. "Liby, did you hear that?"

"Yes, I did."

"Is someone there?" Silence. "It was probably just a stray cat stepping on a branch." Liby and Jane continued to walk down the road.

CRaaaash.

Liby stopped and turned around. She sees a tall figure lurking in the shadows. "Is someone there? Do you need help?" Liby asked. No answer.

"Come on Liby, It's most likely that stupid cat again." Liby continued on her way down the street, getting that freaky feeling that she and Jane were being followed. A hand slammed over her mouth, and she tried to scream. Something hit her hard in the side of the head, and before she blacked out, she could feel her attacker dragging her away. "Come on Liby, it's nothing. There's nothing to be worried about. Now hurry up!" Jane looked behind her to look for her friend, but Liby was nowhere to be found. Jane yelled for her, but didn't get a response. She started to walk back the way that they had came from, only to be hit hard in the back of her head. She fell, landed face first into the concrete, and flipped over before she blacked out, Jane could see a figure lean over her, grab her wrists, and start to drag her away.

11:00 PM

Liby woke up and found herself chained and shackled to a wall. She looked at the room around her. She could tell that she was in a poorly lit room, somewhere deep underground. The basement was cold and dark. In front of her she could see two bowls filled with pieces of folded paper sitting on a metal table. Next to the bowls there was a knife, a chainsaw, and a torch. She looked down, and to her horror she could see what looked like dried blood on the floor below her.

"Uggggh, Where am I?" Liby listened to the voice, and looked to her left. There, chained to the wall, was Jane.

"Jane, what happened?"

"Liby! Where are we?

"I don't know. I was just walking behind you when someone slapped their hand over my mouth. I was then hit over the head, and I blacked out. I woke up to find myself here. What happened to you?"

"I was walking, and looked behind me to see that you weren't there. I yelled for you, and started to retrace our steps after I didn't get an answer. I was hit in the back of the head, and fell face first on the concrete. Before I blacked out, I could see someone standing over me. They grabbed my wrists, and started to drag me away. I then woke up here." Jane looked around the room, and in a dark corner to the right, she could see someone standing.