The travel from Wintercrest to the twilight college had not been excruciatingly long. Only a few days of traveling would be required, but given the fact they were on horse back it made t even easier. They had received an escort of four other soldiers till they reached the small village of Raylea on Wintercrest's border. The village is primarily made up of farmers and herdsmen being built in an open plain. The village also serves as a major stopping point for traders and the like heading south. Its inn being a resting point on the last leg of the journey to the Twilight college for many students heading south. The soldiers, who were friends of both Deven and Jenna rode with them till they reached this town and then they returned home, from their Deven and Jenna had traveled with another group of prospective students along the last leg of their journey. Both Deven and Jenna had cycled off of their horses should anyone seem tired or hurt or anything of the sort. Deven wore his [url=http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20121231040620/darksouls/images/7/7e/Dark_souls_2_concept1.jpg]armor[/url] and [url=http://www.trueswords.com/images/prod/c/avoloch_sword_540.jpg]sword[/url] while Jenna wore her [url=http://wiki.guildwars2.com/images/thumb/7/7d/Heritage_armor_(medium)_concept.jpg/285px-Heritage_armor_(medium)_concept.jpg]armor[/url] but had her bow resting on hook on her saddle. Both of the saddles were custom made so they could store their weapons on the horses along with what ever other supplies they couldn't carry on their backs, something they had happily made use of.

The last leg of their trip went by fast with help from the company of the other students. Some of them seeming like they had fought in battles while others seemed as green as the grass they passed wearing nothing but simple farmers clothes. As they arrived at the college the view was breath taking, both Deven and Jenna had received descriptions of the land, how it seemed gray and lifeless with a constant twilight hanging over the land, but the descriptions never truly fit the sight. But their eyes would almost always slip fro the landscape to the castle in the distance, the castle that they knew to be the Twilight college. As they approached the gates it was even more breath taking, the colleges banners hung high, torches bathed the area in an array of colors, people from all races, ages and types went to a fro doing their business. To some it would likely seem like the early parts to a festival for a holiday of some sort, but this was no festival it was a welcoming for all the new students at the college. Students mumbled in amazement as they looked around, some spoke with their friends while others remained silent. The pair rode to the stables before dismounting, removing their gear and passing on the horses to the stable hands.

"This is it. We are finally here! Oh i'm so excited!" Jenna said happily. Deven looked at her and smiled before he spoke, "I know, all the stories about this place don't do it justice. I lo-" He tried to say before a Eysire's voice rang out silencing the whole mess of prospective students. Deven and Jenna both quieted down and listened as the Eysire spoke. He introduced himself as Khan Jevarath, the headmaster of the school. He gave them a warm welcome and informed them of the feast and the presentations that would go on during the feast. During the speech, Deven had taken notice to someone making their way through the crowd. This was given light by people exclaiming things or shouting expletives as whoever it was made there way to the front. It was then they burst forth from the crowd, it was a small snowelf who had been causing the trouble and who was continuing forward until her mad dash was brought to an end as she crashed into the head master. "Oh, that has to be embarrassing." Jenna chuckling slightly and forcing a slight flinch. Deven smiled and nodded, "Poor elf, sure am glad its neither of us in that situation." Deven said plainly. The situation seemed to resolve rather quickly and students began to voice their questions. One of which, a strange looking human, who had patches of scale a set of wings and a tail. Jenna's eyes had already settled on that girl when Deven looked to her. "What is she?" Jenna asked her tone curious. "She looks human, but she has a tail, wings and scales like the Eysire. I wasn't aware any half breeds existed." He said his tone matching Jennas. The pair fell silent once again waiting for the headmasters answers to the questions.

As the Headmaster spoke his answer to the questions Deven and Jenna both found themselves pleased with the responses. Soon after the answers were made the tour began. The students were divided into groups and went of on their tour. The remainder of the tour passed rather fast, Deven and Jenna making notes of the places they were taken to. As the tour came to an end the pair made their way back to the doors set on passing the time until the feast began. Jenna's eyes skimmed over the many doors that led to the rooms. "You think of anyone you may want to room with?" Jenna asked looking to Deven as they walked. Deven looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "Well I am not sure if they allow coed dorming so, let me go down the long list of new people I have met." He said sarcastically clearing his throat and looking like he was about to give a long speech. "Alright, alright, I get it you don't need to be such an ass about it." Jenna replied rolling her eyes in mock annoyance. Deven chuckled at her, "I am not even sure if I would room with anyone. I couldn't feel comfortable with a random strange sleeping in the same room as me." Deven confessed. Jenna nodded, "Yeah, I get what you mean, but that's part of the experience isn't it?" Jenna said optimistically. "Who says I want to experience it?" He replied. "I do." she retorted. "Well you would be wrong." He stated. "Ugh, at least give people a chance?" She asked. He sighed and glared at her, "I will try at the feast, alright, but I doubt there would be anyone I trust enough to sleep in the same room with." Deven said submitting. She smiled happily at him,"What was that? Did you just agree to do what I asked? My gods, someone get the record bool this must be recorded!" She exclaimed sarcastically looking at him with a smug grin. "And you call me an ass?" He replied. She merely laughed in response and he laughed along. 

The rest of the time passed quickly and soon the feast was upon them. Deven and Jenna still wore their armor and had their weapons with them seeing as many of the others students still had theirs. They had picked adjacent rooms that were unoccupied and had dropped their gear off before joining back up and trying to pass time before the feast. Now the time had finally come for the feast to start. "I wonder what these demonstrations are going to be like." Jenna said as her and Deven neared the doors to the mess hall. "I'm not sure, but I am definitely excited." He responded. The two entered the hall and were met with the delicious smells of the wide assortment of food provided to the students, the feast was even greater then the one they had been in back in Wintercrest, maybe as much people but not as wide a variety of food. "Wow...talk about no expenses spared.." Jenna mused. "Yeah, I get what they meant when they said the opening feast would be beyond grand." Deven replied. Before he realized they were still standing in the door way. He noticed an annoyed looking Eysire standing behind them waiting for them to move. Deven grabbed Jenna's hand, "We may want to move." He said leading her away from the door, and the Eysire at that. "Oh yeah, that might be smart." She chuckled. As they moved away Deven let go of her hand and the two began weaving through the crowd walking side by side when possible. 

The two sampled some of the food at first before picking their favorites and making a plate of them. Then made their way to the wall-o'-drinks, as Jenna had jokinly called it. She poured herself a glass of Rose wine, her favorite. Deven on the other hand got himself a mug of sapphire nectar. Made from fermented blueberries combined with a assortment of herbs and spice to create an extremely sweet, bright blue drink with a powerful punch to back. The pair found themselves a table and chatted away the time before the demonstration talking to each other or other adjacent people, Deven living to his word on trying to find someone he could possibly room with.

Eventually the demonstrations began, Deven and Jenna fell silent captivated by the sights they saw. They had long finished their food and had stood moving closer to the stage to get a better look. The demonstrations flowed by followed by amazement and a spike in interest, each one showing its powerful abilities and potential. Deven watched with doubled interest as the pyromancy display came on. The display had been nothing like he had expected focusing on the power to create, this brought a whole new light to his blood, something he honestly had not thought of before. The same was so for Jenna when the Vitamancy demonstration took the stage, she watched with awe and amazement as the teacher changed her physical features and took on the form of a wyvern. Of their course of their bloods Deven and Jenna exchanged excited looks towards each other both of them hopeful of their future with their bloods.

Then came the Demonmancy demonstration. Deven who had been trying to the best of his ability to ignore the ever unwavering presence of the demons that seemed to be the colleges favorite tool. H eyed what ever demon moved near him with hateful distrust at times letting his hand fall to the hilt of his sword. And when the Demonmancy teacher stepped forth, his nerves were on edge. Jenna on the other hand was enthralled in the amazement of it all and did not think anything of it. The teacher spoke, Deven scowled at the man and smirked at his comment calling the demons, "citizens" of the inferno. he found it baffling that the murderous beasts of the inferno could even be thought to be called citizens. As his hands dropped to his sides and the demonstration began Deven could not stop the nervous lump from forming in his throat. 

Slowly the room began to change, its chairs morphing and the walls vanished, Devens hand clenchd his sword tighter and tighter as the room began to change. Deven struggled to calm his nerves and maintain his composer but just as he felt he was making progress the entire room changed to the like of the inferno. An composer Deven once had was bashed into dust and he tore his sword from its sheath producing a metallic ring. But his seemingly nightmare did not end, all across the room demons appeared. Fear filled Deven's mind all of his worst fear were thrown into the light of his mind, images of what happened to his parents their gruesome murder, he felt as though it was happening all in front of him again. His heart sunk to his feet and his fists clenched around his sword. His eyes fell to the nearest demon, it was human sized and stood just adjacent to him and Jenna. Deven could not even begin to control the amount of rage and fear he felt, his body fell to just pure instinct as he lunged for the Demon who had its eyes set on to something else, what it was Deven could not tell. As it turned toward its target it was stopped in its tracks as Deven plunged his sword through its chest. The demon shrieked in pain but was silenced as Deven plunged his knife into its skulls. But he did not stop. He tore his blade and dagger free, and spun slicing his blade across the demons neck severing its head. 

But Deven didn't stop overwhelmed by what was going on he was simply trying to defend both him and Jenna. A winged imp attempted to fly over head but was knocked out of the sky as a blade sliced through its wing. It plummeted to the ground in a small crash landing and was ended as a blade was brought down practically slicing it in half. Adrenaline rage and fear shot through Deven's body. he could barely even control himself. His eyes raised looking for the next target, he saw numerous demons assaulting their prey, he saw students fighting or hiding or stalk still with fear. But then Deven's entire body froze in place, his limbs went numb and dread began to flood into his body, overwhelming his instinct to fight and defend. In a small parting of the sea of what now seemed faceless figures Deven saw it, a demon as black as night, with small wisps of darkness rippling off of it, blade like claws extending several inches from it's fingers, its maw formed into a grin filled with razor teeth. The demon stood their un-moving its eyes fixed on Deven, with a look like a monstrous predator staring down its trapped, wounded prey. Deven's body began to tremble violently and his sword and dagger dropped from his grasp hitting the floor producing metallic rings. Somewhere in the distance a voice rang out, but Deven could not even make out a single word. He could not even will himself to move he could only gaze on in horror at the sight before him.

Then the crowd seemed to close in on the gap, hiding the demon from view and then parted again, leaving no sign of the demon that once stood their. Deven's eyes skimmed the room, looking for any sign of it, filled with dread and terror, not even paying any mind to any of the other demons. He could hear the demons terrifying shrieks echoing in its head, the grueling sound as it broke through bone and sliced through flesh, the terrible sound of his father gasping for air when his throat had been ripped out. Deven's movements began to grow more sporadic, he whipped his head around looking for anything, any sign of the demon. The sounds and the shrieks only growing louder and louder even as the next teacher stepped forward. cold sweat beaded down his face. He heard multiple voices in the distance but they were drowned out by the sound of the shrieks of the demon. [I]Where is it? Where is it? I need to find it. I need to run. I need to get away. Deven you need to move! Do something! Run! Hide! Get awa-[/I]. Deven was jolted from his as someone grabbed his shoulders, his body tensed and his head whipped around, there before him he saw Jenna.

Through the demonstration Jenna had mostly been paralyzed with fear and confusion, she saw some students including Deven fighting but many more cowering in fear. It wasn't until the Demonmancy teacher spoke that she realized the demons were only attacking other demons. At this she relaxed greatly and turned to see Deven, lookign around in a desperate attempt to find something, his eyes wide in shock and horror and his face a pale white as though he had seen a ghost. "Deven!" She shouted as she began to walk towards him, but he did not seem to even realize she had spoken. "Deven she tried again as she neared. "Deven! She shouted a third time this time grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to look at her. This seemed to break him from his trance. He looked at her with wide terrified eyes breathing heavily. "Deven calm down, they arent trying to harm anyone it was just a demonstration, they aren't hurting anyone just more demons." She said in as soothing a voice as she could muster. This seemed to calm him a little, he nodded. "Alright alright." He said in a shaky voice. "Deven are you alright? You look like you have seen a ghost." Jenna asked concerned. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before nodding, "Yeah...yeah I am fine, just give me a moment to calm down." he replied. She nodded and turned back in time to hear the last of the herbamancy teachers speech. Both her and Deven watched as the herbamancy teachers creations hunted down the demons that were summoned. 

Deven calmed as the demons were eliminated, he did his best to pretend like nothing was bothering him anymore, but on the inside he was shaken to his very core. He leaned down and picked up his sword and dagger, as he retrieved them he noticed something odd, where the sword and dagger had been laying was now covered in scorch marks and steam rose off the blades as they cooled. He also noticed a faint tiredness in his movements. [i]strange...[/I] he thought to himself. He barely paid attention to anything around him as he tried to calm down, telling himself it wasn't real, it was just his mind playing tricks on him, it couldn't have been real. He made up any excuse he could in an attempt to calm himself. As the herbamancy demonstration ended and the phycomancy demonstration began Deven payed no attention. And as people felt the affects of Satori's doing. Deven only found himself lost in his own thought. His eyes had settled on the seated Demonmancy teacher, his gaze filled in an immeasurable amount of hate and anger. As he struggled to calm his nervous. 

It was as though one of his nightmares had come true right before his eyes. He had dreamed of that demons return and every time the Demon had claimed his life like it did his parents. He always tole himself he would be able to face it in reality, he would fight it and he would win, that was how he would calm himself but now, there it was before his eyes and all he had done was freeze, unable to move. He could do nothing but watch as the demon did as it pleased, it could have ended him right there and he could have done nothing, but it chose to torture him, to tear down anything he had built up about his ability to fight it. Had it even been real? Was it really there? Did this sick son of a bitch, this monster of a demonmancy teacher really summon the one demon that had taken everything from him? or had it been all in his imagination?

"Whats going on?" Jenna asked, breaking Deven from his trance yet again. He looked to her questioningly, unsure of what she meant. But then he began to notice. All across the hall students clutched their heads, cowered in fear or worse, some people cried out while others stood stock still. Deven looked around questioningly. "I dont know. Was it the demons? or th-" He fell silent as he looked to the phsycomancy teacher. She had proposed a toast, and was smiling looking out at the students. Then it occurred to Jenna, "It was her..." Jenna said silently, both her and Deven starring the teacher down. "She did something to the students.."She continued before falling silent. "But what? And why weren't we affected?" She asked silently not talking to anyone in particular. "I will be back." Deven said coldly. She turned to him as he began walking by. "Wait. Where are you going?" Jenna asked, not really wanting to be alone amid all the confusion. "I just need to get some air and I want some time alone away from all this madness." He said his tone still cold. Jenna stopped following him, "Alright, I will be here..." She said after him as she watched him go with concern plastered on her face. Her head turned back to the teachers, [I]Did we make a mistake coming here?[I] She asked herself. As she stood their alone.

Deven followed out with the crowd out of the mess hall, he made his way away from the crowds of people leaving the mess hall even bumping into some people and pushing others that got in his way. He did anything he could to get away from people, just wanting to be alone so he could work out his thought. His mind was still boiling with all the emotions he had been experiencing, all the hate and all the confusion all the shame and all the fear. He walked until he found himself, in one of the courtyard with no one around, with nothing but the open sky above and his own thoughts for company.