Vanwinn's Institute

Chapter One ; Preparation

My biological was quite the clever one. She was into some dark shit before she had me; I've seen pictures where her shelves were lined with skulls, candles and crosses. The kind of stuff you'd expect to see in a voodoo shop. Though delusional, she was a smart woman. When she turned 18, she summoned my father, Tius, a demon overlord and promised to carry his child in exchange for immortality. Of course he agreed. Then, my mom guaranteed my adopted mother, the witch, her firstborn in turn for eternal riches. This was when she was pregnant with me, Tius's son. See where this is going?

As soon as she had the child, she fled, leaving Tius and Hagitha to fight over my custody. And so, for the first 15 years of my life, I've been ruling over hell on the weekend, and flying around brooms and other spooky shaz on weekdays. Part human, part demon, and part witch. Not what you'd expect normal, right? But where I'm going, there's going to be much, much worse.

AKA: I'm fifteen, which means I'm about to attend Vanwinns Institute. It's quite a mouthful, I'm aware; It's officially the dumbest name for a school you could think of. If you think people like me can just attend a normal, American school with a normal american name you're one-hundred-and-one percent wrong. But I'm not complaining. It's not like you have a lot of choices when you have my blood. I'm actually a little worried. Neither my mum nor dad entered mixed-race schools like these. Demons don't usually receive schooling, and witches go to their own academies. See, this school is specially reserved for mistakes like me, so I don't know what to expect.

I just realized, I've barely introduced myself. You don't know anything about me, other than I'm an edgy kid born into one truly horrifying family. I guess you can know my name. It's Cambion. It literally just translates from french to 'Hideous offspring of an incubus and human.' So that's fun. I guess I sort of wanted to be named a bit more creatively, but alright, this is cool too. My dad is sort of like that. What did you expect? He has the entirety of hell to rule over, plus my witch mom to argue with, plus plus my mistakes to fix. He's a busy man.

Anyways, back on topic: School. Right. I'm not that hyped. All sorts of people will be there. And when I say all sorts, I mean all sorts. Every kind of mixed races go to Vanwinns. As I said before, it's where all the leftovers, or rejects go when they aren't suitable for other schools. It happens all the time. A vampire impregnates a mermaid and their child goes feral, or mayhaps a lizard child mutates into some sort of sick wolf-reptile hybrid. Either way, crazy crap happens all the time.

I have nine days before I leave. No one seems to be that sad about it. I wouldn't either, it's one less head to count. I'm useless as tits on a tomcat anyways. Dad is hesitant about teaching me to rule because of my witch side, and according to my mom, my demon 'powers' always interfere with potions and all that other witchy crud. By powers, I mean being able to make things explode, and stuff like that. It only happens when I feel nervous or threatened, which is actually a lot of the time. I have super strength, but it's not that useful for carefully corking bottles, or tapping pepper from a shaker. If I can't fit in at home, how will I do it at school? It's bat shit to me. I'll have to attend anyways, there's no way I'm getting out of this, my mom concurs. And I believe her.

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I spend the rest of my free days fooling around. There's not much to do. The first two days, I'm at my dad's. AKA; In his bigass mansion residing in hell. So I seal myself in the library. I don't like to read books but I like learning. Not a great combination. I would call in one of my dad's snooty butlers to read for me, but their old, cracky man voices would be a punishment to listen to. If the books have been kept all these years, they have to be important. They mostly talk about wars and boring history stuff, but that kind of crap is somehow interesting for me.