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Le Gaspe. Its not actually french, but oh well. Si, ce la vie de l'ecole. The life of the school. More of a collection of back-ground stories developing the surroundings, my characters and some of the races found around here. The more how should I put this... separate or related but not at the same time, fanfics will be posted at www.fictionpress.com. I'll probably include links to them, as well as current pen names and the story name's as well.
We'll start off with a short excerpt explaining a bit more about Georgia's family as well as introducing the now deceased Willow. Then we'll move on to a rather important short about Ninotchka's travels to another parallel plane... Important as in it might come up in an event tying into the school's past sort of important. I'll add an index after my first few posts- the glowing words in the index will be links to posts on other pages while the ones not linked will likely be on this page.

"Set the containers down by the others Number 207," Commander 14 shouted his instructions, "And you! Number 32! Get off your a** and scan for threats! Number 21 capture those savages! I want to see environmental readings, those crates, and those damned savages in five minutes or I'll off you all!"
The small squadron of elites quickly set to work; moving packages as they fell through the dimensional rip, scanning local flora and fauna, getting readings of local power levels, and capturing the people whom had witnessed their coming. In two minutes time everything number 14 had ordered was done and the base was well on its way to being fully set-up and operational.
"32 I want those readings!" 14 shouted as he adjusted his hat and glared at 21, "21 what the hell are you doing!?"
"Sir! This savage has powers! I'm following your orders!" The young woman responded as she tackled the man trying to escape, wrestling him binding him and gagging him: it was rather simple for her she knew how to crush their powers.
"Good work 21, keep it up and maybe you'll survive to make it out of this backwards hell hole. Now, pack him and the others up and send them back for research. 32! I want those readings now!" 14 shouted, pulling out a pistol locking and loading aimed at 32.
"Electrical scannings indicate that only the columns have electricity. Bio threat is at fifty, but there's nothing to indicate a problem. Paranormal power scanners indicate we're approximately 1,000 clicks away from the next major pocket, with the largest being about 40,000 clicks sir!" 32 reported as she looked over the readings, "There's indication that some savages might be hiding half a mile into this island."
"God dammit!" 14 responded turning to number 21 and shooting her in the shoulder, "You b***h! I want you and 207 to head out and retrieve them. Maybe then we'll see about healing you!"
"Yes sir," 21 and 207 responded, saluting 14, 207 used his right arm but 21 used her left due to the damage to her right.
The two quickly ran off, heading east about a fourth mile before entering a small forest.
"Nina, are you alright?" 207, Yuri, asked quietly.
"207 we've gone through worse then this, I'll be fine," Nina responded in a monotone: it was true they'd gone through much worse then that.
In basic training they'd been starved and whipped to a point of near death, then forced to complete twenty-five grueling tasks. Being female, 21 and 32 had had a harder ride being raped and beaten every night. They'd watched their cell-mates and friends die, helped to kill them, then been strung up and lashed themselves for showing the slightest emotion. At times they're own powers and magics would rage and kill those around them, at times they were forced to fight one another for the right to live. Obedience was beaten into them, loyalty was burned into their minds, respect was written across their skin and instinct was often the one thing which kept them all alive. Some, like Yuri, managed to stay human and sane, others, like his sister Nina, went insane and became almost mechanical.
The two walked through the forest, Nina bleeding all the way and Yuri staring at his sister sadly.
"Nina. Do you remember when you and I used to play in the forests? And I'd hide and you'd hide and we'd scare one another?" Yuri asked receiving no response from Nina, "Why can't we do that again? We're free, we can run and hide! And if someone comes after us we'll just turn them to our side or kill them! How about that sister?"
Ninotchka turned to him, her dark eyes flashing as she pulled out the gun, which they all had to carry, and shot her brother in the arm just as she had.
"That's against the code, bring that up again and next time these bullets will find themselves in your head," She threatened him, getting in close and picking him up by the collar while holding the gun to his neck, "Understood?"
"Y-Yes," Yuri replied, he'd hoped his sister would've remembered but he had found himself wrong.
21 didn't respond verbally, but instead dropped him two inches down on the ground and put her gun away, then she began to walk once more. Finding the savages wasn't hard to do once they began looking, in fact, the three savages missed probably were so because they had been playing by a creek. They were children. This did not stop 21 from immediately applying pressure to them using magic. Nor did it stop her from tackling one while shooting another in the leg. It did, however, hinder her brother whom remembered a day very similar to what was currently happening. He did find enough strength to tie up the last child before binding the wounded one's wound. 21 was eager to move again and gagged the children, knocking the wounded one out and throwing them over Yuri's shoulder, then tying the other two in a line and marching them between her and Yuri. The children cried but she did not hear them, she could not for if she heard those children cry it would kill her- the pain of it all, their situation so akin to her and her brother's, the guilt of hurting them and sending them to certain death and the pain and guilt of everything else she'd done in her twenty or so years of life. Her coldness was her shield.
Upon returning to base, she sent the children through the rip though Yuri first healed the wounded one using his magic. 21 did not even notice, how could she when her brother was also her shield? The two then reported in.
"You've got them then?" 14 sternly said as he waved his gun about, "It's about time. Now tell me, why is 207 hurt...?"
"Sir. It was b-" Yuri began, stopping as Nina applied pressure to him.
"Sir, it's my fault sir. Accidental misfire sir," 21 responded, no emotion's in her face or her voice, "It won't happen again sir."
"An accidental misfire? You expect me to believe that! You misfired and shot 207 in the shoulder and you call that an accident!" 14 shouted angrily as he loomed over 21 by a few inches, "I don't know what your hiding but we will not tolerate that sort of screw up!" 14 began to beat 21 with the butt of his gun, leaving large bruises all over her body.
In the end she was bruised and beaten, bleeding from many places and shot again in the elbow. 207 got off with a lashing and both of them lived. While 207 was allowed to sleep in camp in a tent, 21 was left on the ground outside, tied with her hands behind her back. 32 came out that night before it began to rain and put food down before 21, though she could not eat it.
"21, thing's will be better soon- I can't tell you how, but it will be better soon. Get some rest," 32 gently whispered as she cleaned 21's face of blood then left.
As soon as darkness took hold, it began to rain it poured and poured and the dirt 21 was lying on became thick mud with water on top. She stayed on her side until the water invaded her nose and mouth, then she turned on her back.
The morning brought new heat and light, showing the extensive damage to Nina's body. No blood had caked thanks to the rain, but thin lines and large gashes were clearly shown, the further toward the back they went the dirtier they became and the larger as well. Her back and hair was caked with mud and her eyes were wide and open though she clearly slept. The collar around her neck was responsible for keeping her alive it replaced all blood she lost as she lost it, but the thought remained in her sad little mind. What if her collar had broken like so many before? The collars were always placed on just before a beating and sometimes they were damaged, then the blood would flow and the person more often then not, died. Even if that had happened it was worth it.

'Young child dry your eyes, no death has known your kind. For life in these limbs is not life at all but an extension of Mother. Once, before, when you were truly living the life which all humans have lived- you were a solitary leaf, just one leaf on the tree of life. But mother has changed that, the shifting winds brought child and child here under her branches. Child abandoned to starve, and child lost to the wilds: both are the same here. With careful eyes Mother sees all, and takes little human into her arms to sleep. Her link is formed and the bond is made, no death no life but soul breaking way summoned back and tied with the unbreakable glue of Mother's energy. No longer is child human, no longer do they live, no longer are they a solitary leaf: they are Belle Morte, and defenders of the Mothers so alien to their race. Can you hear the trees speaking now? They whisper very gently. Whimpering as their comrades fall to the silence of the forceful ax. It is this we must prevent. It is the Mother's we must help. For it is our duty to find passage for Mother's kind. Passage to their home. Do you understand your existence now? They have preserved our soul, we must preserve them as they find their way home. To the Hollow of Life where the Ganthium grows by the streams and sprouts from the lake. Where beasts of great beauty and prowess go forth to create and survive in the lands beyond that glade. For the Mother, make your unlife useful. Dry your eyes and stand little brother.' -Ganet of Oak, 1933.