A Purple World Of Mages and Magic

The Test

Liam swallowed, and stood on wobbly legs, almost buckling with the weight of a thousand stares on him. "I...I..sorry Professor, It looked like something was poking me on my seat, and I stood to check."

A couple of students sniggered at the back.

"I see. By all means do check if your chair is ok" The professor replied briefly before turning his gaze back to the general crowd. "Again, is there anyone who saw something?"

Liam leaned back in his chair and whispered. "Oh goodness Lance, I'm going to hate you for this.."

"You'd have asked me if I wanted anything said first, before you decided to stand and speak." Lance argued back. "Besides nothing happened "

"But you were clearly not yourself" Liam said.

"Sshhh. Pls keep quiet. Let's not draw attention to ourselves again" Lance said. "Nothing happened to me "

The professor continued."Alright. Now that's settled, let's head over to important matters. We are all aware of what takes place whenever the infamous Lords of Golredot grace the halls of this institution." His eyes brightened, and he smiled radiantly.

" Wiccan Academy is proud and honored to be sending it's final year students, the best Wiccan , out into the world, to serve Golredot in their capacity, in the office of Mages, and to render servitude to the Lords they will be assigned to, and uphold the prestigious name of this great school. It is with sincere delight that I present you the Level Five magicians "

The hall exploded into a cacophony of applauses from the students as the Level Fives, dressed in white robes and purple coats, stood from their seats at the far left and sashayed to the front of the podium.

"As is the norm and custom, our final year students will conduct their last and very crucial examination. They will be inspected and judged, the Lords will keenly watch and observe as they display the useful skills and talents they've learned throughout their years in this school." Professor Trevor paused for want of air." As such, the first batch of students to be examined are Robert from Fort A, Gilbert from Fort C, Tyrone from Fort B, Frost from Fort D, Anna from Fort C, Kristen from Fort A. "

The six students stepped out pridefully from the rest and stood in line, facing both the Lords and the students sideways.

Then they waded their hands and fire blazed from their palms, then uniformly, they conjured a phoenix from the fire and threw it up into the air, causing a slight explosion and then the fire vanishing.

The crowd cheered and the Lords nodded.

"And now for the most important part.. The Test." Professor Trevor vociferated.

A door opened and six ninjas dressed in white marched in.

And the hall went silent, the Lords leaned out from their seats.

This was going to be the determining part.

Six ninjas dressed in white, marched into the hall from a rear door and stood in front of each of the six students.

The Ninjas swayed their hands and fire snaked at their fingertips, then grew, hot and searing but of no effect to them.

Then huge beasts of six sorts morphed from the fire and charged at the students, who took their fighting positions.

They were able to tackle and blast the beasts into thin air, all except Anna from Fort C who's clothes had been torched by her beast which was a dragon.

So instead of fighting the dragon, she made to put off the fire snaking away at her, and the dragon charged again, coming back from the rear.

She wasn't going to be able to tackle it, and the ninja examining her ended the magical beast with a wave of his hand.

A hush fell over the hall, everyone knew what was to be expected.

Failing the very first exercise always resulted in disqualification from the examination.

It always never went down well.

Professor Trevor paused, a dismayed look on his face. "I'm sad to announce that Anna from Fort C has been disqualified from this exercise"

Anna went down on the floor, whimpering and sobbing.

Her career and life ambitions as a Mage ended, before it even begun.

There were two more exercises to go for the five remaining students.

******

The stone stairs Lance climbed never seemed to end.

He was headed for the classrooms along with his Level two mates and they were clad in black robes this time, with the purple belts.

Yesterday's events ran recurrently through his mind.

Was this to be his life now? Had the heavens given him a second chance at life?

The stairs were housed in pillar-like castles and was connected to the main buildings and classrooms of the school.

There were large windows on each stair-landing.

The sun was bright over the horizon, the purple clouds somehow seemed to help permeate light through, instead of dim it, as one would have naturally thought.

So that this world was much like earth, the white clouds removed and just blue-sky--except in this case purple-- , a shining, radiating sun, grasses, trees, houses, soil, landscapes and rocky terrains and streams as well.

Lance reached the frontage to the class-block when someone called from behind and he turned.

It was the brown-skinned boy from yesterday, dressed in the same black robe. He smiled and walked up to him. "You must be Lance right?" He nodded .

"I'm Jodge" Jodge said and offered Lance a handshake which he took. Then Jodge looked into his eyes. "I heard there was a little incident at your dorm...I hope you're alright now?"

Lance froze.

How did he know? And who else apart from him knew?

He wasn't a Fort A student to have discovered that the next day, because Fort A was a very large dorm, with very many students, enough to start a new school all together.

How much of a ruckus had his transmigration caused exactly, he had distorted the time-continuum and now everyone was becoming aware of the scene back at the dorm.