Codename: Delphine Academy

Codename: Dormitory

Started: December 17
Finished: December 29

Hello! At some point in this chapter, one of the characters is describing the different sense of styles in two different closets. Just know, I'm not fashionable and so, I have no idea what I'm talking about. So, I'm sorry. If you read my other stories, I don't talk about clothes much.

Because I have no clue what the hell is going on in my life. Oops!

Back to the story!

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On the top floor of the academy tower, the Headmaster stares out of the window that overlooks the entire academy grounds. He watches the four new arrivals as they stand before the doors.

The Headmaster chuckles, "They have no idea what they're capable of. They're clueless, aren't they?"

His assistant, a foul woman who does his beck and call, laughs, "Of course. Their memory is wiped, they won't be able to recall anything from before waking up in the truck. They don't even remember their names. They're calling themselves by the letter on their jewelry."

He gives her a sinister smile, "And it's permanent, right?"

"Of course, sir."

"Good, this way our plan will soon be in full effect."

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Welcome to Delphine Academy, the School for the Gifted.

The sign taunts her. As if it knows she knows what they do. What they do to people — to teens and children — inside these walls.

She scowls, turning away from the sign. N looks at her companions, saying nothing. She sighs, walking through the double doors.

The trio tears their gaze away from the sign to follow her inside the double glass doors.

The Quad arrives inside and stares at the interior of the Ground Floor. Technology everywhere, seats, tables, small shops selling miscellaneous products are everywhere. A sign pointing to a cafeteria and another towards a medical office. It reminded them of some sort of mall, though the memory is fuzzy, unrecognizable.

The mysterious voice is suddenly heard around the Quad.

"Hello, again! Welcome to the main building of Delphine Academy where the cafeteria, shops and the medical wing are located! If no one has explained to you how the academy works, allow me," The man's voice began.

The voice continues, "The right tower of the academy is for most of your training and learning! Just because of the students here having special abilities doesn't mean we're not trying to teach kids the basic things you'd learn from a normal public school. The left tower is your dorms, the rooms where you're staying until you four leave. The rules for the Academy are simple. No using abilities out of the designated training area."

"Dorms? Training? Class?" N asks, incredulously. "What is your plan? For us? For the other kids that you'd bring here? Are you going to keep us here? If so, then for how long? Forever?"

K places his hand on her shoulders, signaling for her to calm down. T looks at her, worriedly. C is watching the three curiously.

N continues, "No, K. Stop! I'm serious. What's the point in keeping us here?  We're children! Teens! Who are you?"

The man laughs through the intercom, "We keep you here because you have special gifts. Abilities that can damage the environment around you or injure the people around you. You're here until we say you can leave. Now, I'll have someone escort you to your dorm room. See you four soon."