Of Lies and Truths

[Kaila]

Of Lies and Truths

Prologue


The teacher looked over the book in his hands, a frown marring his usually jolly features. Deliberately he closed the leather bound book with a dull thump, and slowly placed it firmly upon his wooded desk. A loud thud loitered in the air for a moment, before dying into nothing, fading back into the silence that hung in the classroom like a wet blanket, just waiting to dry out. His eyes, possessed none of the usual twinkle, instead they were fixed coldly upon the boy that dared to voice his opinion, when he was lucky to even be sitting in a classroom, with others so much more worthy than himself.

‘Switch, when you have written and had published half a dozen books, then we’ll listen to your opinion, until then keep your tongue to yourself.’ It was with a cold indifference that these words were uttered, pointedly sharp and barbed. ‘As I was saying,’ continued the teacher, warmth within his voice once again, as through nothing had happened. ‘Humans are the better race; whereas the Shades might be the most powerful they are too weak to even survive. Look at them; their race is dying out, where ours is flourishing. One of the Shades biggest weakness, is that few of them can stand to work as a group, to do such would induce bickering, the only Shade ever known to man, who has managed to get past these petty arguments, and bring together a group is Lena Rose.’

Switch let out a loud cough of disbelief. ‘So you’re saying that the oldest race upon this earth, the one that made you pathetic Humans existence possible are weak? Why any one of them could destroy you in a heartbeat. Perhaps they do not except the hand of friendship from you Humans, or us Trans because they do not want to be caught in the middle of war.’ Switch stared hard at the teacher now, challenging him to come up with some witty retort. Switch had always been the one to voice his opinion. As a Trans this was a dangerous quality to possess, and one would call it foolish rather than courageous.

‘That’s enough Switch. That tongue of yours is going to get you in serious trouble. Now the Trans are the lowest of the three races. Their animal attributes serves as a reminder of their kind’s misdeeds, and makes them lower than ourselves. Just as Switch is far more impulsive than the average human, and Kalik is much more possessive and defensive than the average human. Occasionally they might possess a lucky attribute like Kalik’s gymnastic ability, and speed, or sometimes like Switch they might not.’

‘Your predejuce is uncalled for Sir.’ A cold male voice came from the back. Heads turned around at this simple statement, and many eyes narrowed in the Tran cat’s direction. An outbreak of murmuring stirred the class, for Kalik no matter how bad things had gotten had remained silent for the most part. He had seemed to be impervious to the sly little comments of his teachers and endured solidly.

‘No that’s enough.’ Added Switch. ‘Your predejuce is based on something that happened hundreds of years ago. Just because we Trans have animal features it does not make us lesser beings.’ Switch rose to his feet. ‘We are as much a part of society as you Humans and the Shades are. I am made stronger not weaker by the animal spirit that resides within me.’ Every eye was turned upon Switch now, but he didn’t seem to care, or even notice. It seemed he would force his opinion across, through voicing it time and time again.

‘He’s right Sir.’ Switch wasn’t alone. Kalik rose to his feet to express his solidarity with Switch. ‘Shades are humans with magic; Trans are humans with animal attributes. The Shades made us who we are but they do not shun us as you do, for the most part.’ Kalik spoke from the heart but with a deep rooted logic that could not be simply pushed aside. A Trans himself his voice carried as little weight as Switch’s, but he was determined to have equality between the races. All around the two Trans, the Humans jeered them while the last Trans sat low within her seat.

‘Sit down the both of you.’

‘No.’ The two boys spoke as one for that moment. Switch cracked his tail, adding to the mix. The loud noise cut through the jeers, wiping them out until silence one again reined over the class.

‘Then I am left with no alternative, than to write to your parents, and sent you to your personal tutors. Raven, Terry take Kalik to the Headmaster, Dice, Seru take Switch to Mrs. Talik.’

‘If you’re to write to my parents.’ Kalik spat, his face a delicate shade of green, ‘then perhaps I should give you something to write about.’ He shook with fear and rage, as he swiped up a heavy book, and launched it across the room. Time seemed to slow down, as it speed across the room, and slammed into the teachers head. ‘There you go; you might even have a bruise to prove it.’ He snarled, allowing himself to be hooked under the arms by Raven, and Terry. He looked across at Switch, who was grinning, his eyes shining in admiration.


Don't worry things do get explained later on, but I have to hunt down the 'adapted version' first. It also doesn't help that I wrote this from the note version today really. Tis a monday, and I feel dead, and don't make much sense.

[IMNB]

Awww, maaaaan, I 'm so jealous now, you are 12x a better writer than me! That's really great. But what is predejuce? Do you mean prejudice?

[Kaila]

clarke said:

Awww, maaaaan, I 'm so jealous now, you are 12x a better writer than me! That's really great. But what is predejuce? Do you mean prejudice?

Yes thats what I meant.

Thanks hun, but its just that we have different styles. I practice soooo much, and my style must just appeal to your mind, nothing more at all. Your just as good as me, if in a different type of style.

[Hazelwoof]

Wow thats good!
I like it!

[Kaila]

Thanks!

[IMNB]

awwww, shucks. you're so nice Kaila. What sort of animal are Switch and Kalik mixed with? Is Switch a cat person?

[Kaila]

No switch is rat person, and Kalik is a cat person...

I took Switch's tail from another book, cos I liked it. Its quiet a good thing too....

[IMNB]

Yeah i definately like it.

[Hazelwoof]

Very good! I love it. If it was longer I would buy it in a shop!

[Kaila]

Chapter one, coming as soon as I type it up. Proberly wednesday at that rate though.

[leopardz]

Aw! I think you should make it soooner! This is SO good! I wish I could write like that!

[Kaila]

Chapter one
A rude awakening

The first moments of waking did nothing to mar Iscar's beauty. Beneath tussled blond hair, lay the shining eyes of a confident girl. Her lips parted slightly, almost sensually, as her gaze turning towards her room mate Roma, who lay soundly sleeping, beneath a lilac duvet. Iscar’s own duvet fell away from her toned form, as she rose to her feet. Almost casually her eyes flickered towards the locked door of her room, before padding towards it, making no effort to clothe her bare form.

Her rose coloured eyes swelled with cold calculation, and pure understanding, as she realised what had awoken her. No alarm threatened to jolt her awake, no light peeked through the curtains; no mass movement was likely to occur. Aware that her efforts to sleep were fruitless, she’d figured out the reason for her untimely awakening.

Movement beyond the faded door confirmed Iscar’s hidden suspicions that somebody; a boy, had taken to peeking through keyholes. The creak of a floorboard shuddered through the silence. The poor attempt to flee from the scene feed Iscar’s dry humour, but she was not the only person to be amused. Ill-concealed laughter from a group of boys turned the possibility that it was not just one boy, spying upon girls but a gang, into a certainly. The deep chuckle of her boyfriends laugh, mingled in with them. There was to mistaking that the voice belonged to Taffy. Colour crept to her pale cheeks, as anger flared within her.

There was no doubt that he was as guilty as any other of the boys that moved slowly down the corridor. She waited in fury for their footsteps to fade from hearing before unleashing a long chain of words that if her mother had been around to here, would have given her a very long “discussion” over watching her mouth

‘Or I’ll wash it out with soap’ Iscar mouthed, allowing herself a grin. He wasn’t at home for her mother’s tyranny, or the truth was that she would be gurgling bubbles at that very moment in time. The cough from her room mate brought her back to reality. ‘It’s a shame’ she raged, common sense taking over unabashed anger, ‘that I’m not dressed.’ She shot a glance at her Roma still sleeping soundly within her bed, and moved towards her with purpose. Her hands stopped inches from Roma’s covers, hesitating even as she brain screamed at her to wake the girl up.

Minutes passed as she argued with herself, until finally she came to a decision. She pouted at the torturous thought, once again wishing she was dressed, but her body was still sluggish with the tiredness that could only be greeted by morning. She would leave Roma to sleep soundly, and handle the situation herself. She looked at her hands, and sighed. ‘The get dressed’ she chided herself. Her eyes turned to look at the crumpled pile of clothes upon the floor. ‘maledire.’ She muttered.

Dressed, her footsteps were muffled by the lush carpet, but inside the en suite bathroom, her boot clad feet thumped against the tiled floor. Her mind rebelled against the sudden influx of sound, the bang upon the floor, the running of water, the sound of Roma getting out of bed. Iscar paused, Roma was getting dressed down, the thud as each of the draws closed on after the other, and the dull murmuring confirmed as such. She’d be a while doing that. Almost on automatic, her hands moved under the running tap, collecting a pool of water. She bent her head down, splashing the icy cold water upon her smooth pale skin. She blinked at its feel, water dripping from her face, and into the empty sink. A soft towel, found its way to her hands, and she dabbed the water from her eyes, looking into the mirror over looking the sink.

This is not all of it. The rest must be reconfigured, what I wrote was rubbish!

[Hazelwoof]

Yay! Excellent Kaila!
I love your writing. Your very good you know. You ought to find yourself an agent.

[Kaila]

Thanks Phillip. Once I finish a book that is the plan, but getting an agent is really hard these days.

[IMNB]

Me likey!

sorry about the maledire thing. That might have been from when i changed some of the word censors to Italian. Unless you wrote it? i'll go check.

Edit: Yep, sorry. Everyone, let this be heard. Maledire, when said by Iscar, is meant to say- Danm, but with the m and the n switched around.