“Hey, what class are we going to?” Jeremy questioned his friends while walking down the hallways packed with several other wizards of about the same age as him.
“It says Spiral History 101 with Professor Ravensinger.” Matt answered. They looked at Blake who had the same last name.
“What?” Blake asked, “He’s my uncle Alric.” They all let out an ‘oh’ and searched for Classroom 14B.
They opened the door to a spacious classroom with books and papers flying haphazardly around the room. The strangest thing was that there were no chairs only a desk in front of the chalkboard. There were several students already in the room talking to themselves and always looking up when the door opened to see if their professor would come in. Jeremy and his group of friends filed into the room scanning it to see if they knew anybody here. Jeremy was watching the flying books when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to a girl with brown hair and eyes to match. Her appearance gave off a cheerful attitude and her robes were uniquely adorned.
“Yes?” He said to the girl.
“Hiya!” She greeted.
“Hi, um, do I know you?” He asked while trying to pry open his memory.
“Oh! Haha,” she laughed nervously, “Um, the password is rawr?”
Jeremy’s eyes grew wide as he finally remembered this stranger. “Heather!?” He gasped.
“Yup, Heather Raven, the one and only.” She smirked.
“Wow! When was the last time I saw you? 5 years ago?” He chatted.
“I know right?! Did you hear tha-“ She stopped when the door opened and a man with a long robe that reached his ankles, silver hair, and grey eyes strolled to the single desk in the room. The class went silent as they watched the man that they assumed to be their professor. He placed his books down on the desk and took out his wand.
“I’m sorry I’m a little late class. I was held up in a meeting. I’m Professor Ravensinger, and I will be teaching you all about the History and mysteries of the Spiral. You may take your seats.” He waved his wand, making the chairs and desks appear. The students took their seats, and of course next to their friends. “Wonderful. You all know how to sit.” He chuckled then waved his wand again and rearranged the entire class randomly, “These will be your assigned seats.” The whole class looked around and groaned as most of them were away from their friends now. Jeremy sat directly in front of the teacher’s desk. He gulped when the professor looked directly at him, “What an interesting bunch I have this semester,” He remarked,” Let’s see how much you know. Raise your hand and introduce yourself if you know anything about The History of the Spiral.” Several people raised their hands a couple rows back.
“You there, in the funky purple outfit and the purple hair.” He pointed to Michelle who sat almost in the back left hand corner.
“Hi, I’m Michelle Deathslinger,” She introduced herself, ”Um, what I know is that Bartleby had children, the Titans, they fought each other, and they destroyed the world. Grandmother Raven and Bartleby created the Spiral to save the pieces of the first world.”
“Hmm. Basic history, ok.” He mused. “Let’s delve on that then. Can anybody tell me who the Titans were?” Many people raised their hands as the Titans were common knowledge. “Eerrrm. How about you in the oddly colored straw hat?” He pointed to Isaac.
“Sup! I’m Isaac Battleblood. The Titans were Bartleby’s children. I think there were three of them. The Frost Giant, who is the Titan of Ice. The Fire Dragon, who is the Titan of Fire, and the Storm Lord, who is the Titan of Storm.” Isaac finished and waited for the professor’s approval.
“Very good Mr. Battleblood.” He assured. “The Titans are powerful beings that were so powerful that they had to be put to rest with the Horn of Tranquility that Grandmother Raven is now personally guarding after Morganthe’s attack ages ago.”
“Um, mister Ravensinger?” Jeremy asked.
“There are the Elemental Titans.” Alric nodded for Jeremy to continue, “Well, are there any Spiritual Titans?”
“Aahh. Very interesting question. Well, technically there are Spiritual Titans,” Alric answered making the whole class look to their teacher as they have never heard of the Spiritual Titans, “you see, the Spiritual Titans are not Titans at all, or should I say they don’t take a physical form. In the beginning, there were such things as Spiritual Titans. You may know some as ‘The Grim Reaper’ or ‘Cronus’. The Grim Reaper was, in fact, the first Necromancer, and Cronus was the first Conjurer. You all must already know about Rutena.” The class gave a blank face on the unfamiliar name. Alric sighed and continued, “Well, I shouldn’t be surprised. She was the first Theurgist. She has many names throughout all cultures, but her most popular name is Mother Nature.” The whole class oh’ed. “It is believed that the Spiritual Titans are reincarnated, and their power is transferred into those that they see fit to handle that power. However, in the case of the Elemental Titans they have physical attributes which means that, that mass of power must follow a bloodline and the youngest of that bloodline is granted their power. This is what some call the 7 Hakates. These 7 are granted enormous power and are revered as the strongest of their respected schools.” Alric finished his answer.
“What about the Balance Hakate?” a random wizard asked from the back.
“The Balance Hakate never dies as that would endanger the harmony of the universe. The Balance Hatake is believed to be a mass of magical energy, thus it never dies. However, it is said that if you release that energy from its space it will gain a physical form.”
“What about the Astral magics?” Blake asked.
“Hmm. The Celestian’s didn’t believe in Astral Titans. According to the Archivist, the Celestian’s believed in the three Deities of Magic. Ayas, the Deity of the Body, Morpheas, the Deity of the Mind, and Zephyrus, the Deity of the Spirit. They believed-“ He was interrupted when a bell like sound rang through the entire building. “Well, I guess that’s the end of class. I’ll see y’all tomorrow!” He hollered and with a wave of his wand he disappeared.
The students got up from their chairs and were baffled on how fast the time flew by.
“I will agree to this alliance that you are proposing. Under one condition, you must send one of your Hatakes on a recruitment mission with one of our Hatakes. The mission is simple: we are venturing into The Arena to recruit the militia that has formed there. Are you familiar with Kathyui?”