Her eyes widened and she looked at her parents.
"Is he telling the truth?" They nodded sadly. Annagail flushed furiously.
"We just wanted to protect you, sweetheart.." her mother began. Annagail interrupted her.
"How did that turn out!? My best friend got taken away by a freaking vampire. I could have SAVED HIM!" Nathaniel cleared his throat and rose slowly from the chair he was sitting in.
"There is a possibility he could still be alive," he told her. "He is not human either." A small flame of hope lit inside of her chest.
"You mean he could have survived?" He nodded.
"He is an angel. That is why he gave you your ring. He knew that the vampire was going to show up. His father foresaw it."
"That drug dealer is an angel?" she asked, finding that extremely hard to believe.
"Oh no, they are not his real parents. His parents are also angels. Some of the highest in the council of the elders. Yes I believe he is alive. And he wishes to see you." She asked how she could possibly see an angel. "Angels and Immortals have a special sanctuary specifically for the immortal children. There the elders teach them. He is there with his father, assisting him in battle training. Actually I have come here tonight because I was ordered to bring you there. It's a bit like a school-"
"Take me there." she ordered. Her mother shot back.
"You're not going." She shot her mother an ugly look.
"Yes I am. You didn't tell me this. You kept it from me for years. That hurts, mom. It hurts so much. I'm going for Andrew and you're not stopping me." Her father rose and looked at her sternly.
"Young lady," he said before he was cut off by Nathaniel.
"You cannot stop her. Once the child is willing they must go. I see she is more than willing..come, child," he held his hand out to her and she took it. "They already have things for you ready in your dorm. Good-bye, Mr. and Mrs. Ferral."
Almost at once, a bright light shone around them, blinding her so she had to shield her eyes. When she was able to see, her jaw dropped in awe. She was no longer in her living room, but in front of a large school-like building. Behind her were miles of fields, full of kids her age. In one section there were all girls, sitting around mannequins and muttering words. In another, girls and boys were eating, laughing, talking, and reading. In the last part of the fields which was next to the school, young men were training. She looked at them eagerly, hoping to see Andrew amongst them, but none of them were recognizable. She sighed quietly.
"Welcome to insert academy name here, Ms. Ferral," Nathaniel announced. "Let's go inside." She nodded and followed him. He showed her where all of her lessons would be, where the dorms are, and which dorm she would be staying in. Her things were already there, including a laptop with her name on it.
"They sure thought of everything, didn't they?" He laughed and led her out.
"Now that you have had the tour, the elders would like to speak with you. Follow me." The walk to the Council Room felt like miles and miles for Annagail. The hall was huge and the walls were silver, the doors were red. He turned to her and said quietly, "I will tell them you have arrived. Please wait here." She waited for about five minutes until the large doors slowly opened. Knowing that was meant for her, she walked in cautiously. In the room were people. But they weren't...well, people. Extending from some of their backs were large white wings. Others had either flames, water droplets, or what looked like static marks tracing parts of their faces. As she approached the council, they stood and smiled.
"Welcome, Annagail," an angel with blonde hair said. "We've been wondering when you might decide to come to us." He gracefully stepped down the steps and walked to her, taking her hand and gently shaking it. Her eyes narrowed.
"Where's my friend?" she asked. The other council members frowned slightly.
"Andrew is-" Wham! The large doors slammed opened and she heard a familiar voice from behind her.
"Is she here?! Annagail!?" She instantly recognized the voice and grinned as she turned around.
"A-andrew?!" It was him, but he was dressed in white with large white wings coming from his back. He smiled brightly at her.
"Anna!" She beamed and ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist, hugging her tightly.
"I thought you were dead," she told him, almost crying. "I thought you'd left me for good." He stroked her hair and hugged her tighter.
"I would never leave you..I couldn't ever leave," He pulled away from the hug and looked into her eyes, just as he did when he gave her the ring. "I'm here. And I'm okay. You're safe." The older angel cleared his throat.
"Andrew...you've disobeyed me." Keeping an arm around her, he looked at his father.
"And?" The council gasped slightly. His father? That was his father?
"And...you know what happens when people disobey, don't you?" Andrew's jaw was clenched.
"You wouldn't do that to me. You can't. I'm your heir. Yes I disobeyed you. But father..." he released her and took a step towards him, "I had to see her. I couldn't take being away from her. It's too much.." His father's eyes widened slightly. He looked from Annagail to Andrew questioningly. Andrew nodded.
"I see.." he said finally with a surprised tone. She looked up at Andrew as if asking what they were talking about.
"Well Andrew...you might as well take your friend outside. You two have catching up to do apparently." Andrew nodded.
"C'mon Anna." He smiled and they left the council room.
"What was that about?" she asked him.
"You'll see in just a few minutes..." he told her quietly. They walked outside and he grabbed her hand and looked around.
"Grab onto me." he commanded. Before she could ask why he pulled her close to him and lifted into the air with his wings. She gripped onto him tightly and tried her hardest not to look down. He flew to the roof of the school and sat her down.
"You alright?" She nodded. "Good...I need to talk to you."
"Okay..should we sit?" she asked. He nodded and they sat down.
"Look um..I'm sorry I never told you about what I am..I should have done it a long time ago." She smiled at him
"Well I know now. Don't be sorry." He still frowned.
"I haven't told you everything. The reason I gave you the ring wasn't for a late birthday present. I gave it to you because..." His voice trailed off. There was yelling from the ground. They both rushed to the edge of the roof to see what was going on. Everyone was crowding around two guards. Between them was a boy. He looked to be about 17. His hair was black and his eyes were grey. Annagail assumed that his tattoos meant he was an Electric Immortal. He was kind of tall, though not as tall as Andrew. He had a scar going across his face that made him look as if he had gotten attacked by an animal.
When he looked up, his and Anna's eyes met and he smirked. Apparently Andrew saw this, for a deep growling sound came from his throat.
"Stay here," he ordered.
"Annagail," he looked at her sternly, "Stay. Here."
He quickly jumped from the roof and glided down, disappearing with the guards.
"Oh are you freaking kidding me?!" she said to herself.
Looking around, she found a door leading inside. When she opened it, she realized it led to the room across from the Council Room, which is no doubt where they were going. Quickly, she ran across the hall and cracked the door open slightly.
"What are you doing here?!" she heard a voice snarl, which was obviously Andrew. The other boy chuckled darkly.
"It's nice to see you too, Andy."
"I'm being serious, Josiah!" Andrew yelled. "Why. Are. You. Here?"
"Wanted to spend some time with my old friend, o'course!" he said with a laugh.
She heard the sound of something being thrown across the room.
"Andrew, calm down son. I told you why Josiah was coming. There's nothing you can do to change the fact that he has to be here."
Andrew sighed. "I am well aware of this, father...I just wish that I could change that."
"Woah, harsh much?" Josiah said, sounding amused at Andrew's anger.
"Keep your mouth shut, Josiah. And I'm going to warn you once. Stay away from Annagail. I mean it. If you touch her, I will rip you to pieces, and use your body as werewolf bait."
There was a long whistling sound.
"Good grief, Andy. And I thought you were an angel.."
"Alright," Andrew's father chimed in. "Take him out of here. Show him his new dorm and get him into some different clothes. Andrew, go outside. Find your friend and calm down."
At that, she started running. She ran outside and found a table to sit at.