Bathalt Academy: A Short Story

Bathalt Academy had proven year after year without fail why it was one of the leading facilities in training new recruits. One was guaranteed to run into at least one graduate through the portal. Some of the brightest minds and strongest muscles had been trained there, from warriors wielding weapons twice their size to mages boasting an arsenal capable of wiping out a small city. There were many other facilities training new recruits, some just as prestigious, but none as well known. Out of the hundred or so students in each year, an estimated thirty percent were expected to graduate and proceed through the portal, of that thirty percent, sixty percent were estimated to survive, above average when compared to their closest competitors.

Cain and his little sister Alicia had been accepted into Bathalt Academy months previous, though it was going to be their first time visiting the campus. Cain looked out the window of the cart he was sharing with his sister as the overbearing towers of the academy loomed into

She used her hand to force Cain's head down beside hers.

“It’s alright, I did borrow a few of your brothers belongings. I haven’t seen much of the currency from your region” she muttered, disappearing for a split second before reappearing before them. She took the nearly empty pouch from Cain and dropped the rest of his coins in it and slid it into his pocket. Cain blushed, feeling her hand sliding down the outer rim of his leg as she deposited the pouch.

“I’ve got other students to greet, continue on into the main building and Lucilia will help you” Cain watched as she slid between the two of them and back towards the entrance. A new line of carts and carriages had begun to arrive. Cain let out the breath that he had been holding in and looked over at his sister who was smirking at him.

“And my name is Headmistress Anri, not bitch!” she called out to them. Cain and his sister shuddered in