Falcon Institute for the Magically Capable or FIMC is an institute for anyone and everyone capable of using magic. This does not mean that everyone goes to FIMC. In fact, there are very few students. FIMC is 'low grade' magic school, meant to teach gifted humans of the common class. All the powerful demons, fairies, ghouls, angels, the whole lot of those kinds creatures, and the eventual rich human, went to more 'high grade' magic schools like Bills of Light University, or Kregan's School of Magix.
Betz went to FIMC. She loved it there. It reminded her a lot of home, which was a huge mansion up in the mountains by a lake. There was a lot of open space and with the low count of students, it was a very quiet place and Betz always had the library to herself.
Betz was not one of the nerds or geeks, but she did not fit in with the popular crowd either. She, in a way, was her own label. Betz was different from most of the other kids, and the few that were like her kept to themselves. Or so Betz thought.
It was about eleven thirty and Betz was heading back to her dorm from the library. She took the outside rout because it was a warm summer night and she wanted to look at the starts for a moment before she went to bed.
She stood in the center of the garden that was the entrance to the girls side. It was a cloudless night and the smell of roses was heavy on the breeze. "Evening Betz." a seducing whisper came into Betz's ear. It was male, but this was a magic school, so it could be anybody. Betz whipped around, looking for the speaker. She could not see anybody. "Who are you?" Betz asked the air. She hoped and prayed that all the others girls were sound asleep and would not hear any of this. "Oh, nobody." the voice said in a sly tone. It was still the same honey covered whisper as before. The sort of whisper that a stereotype bad-boy would have. "Well if you're nobody, why do you hide? If you were really nobody, it wouldn't matter if I could see you or not." Betz said a matter-of-factly. The voice chuckled softly. "True, true. In that case I am somebody. But I'm not going to tell you which somebody I am." he said smoothly. Betz could just imagine a sly smile spread over this invisible somebody's lips. "Well, with the security of the school, you are a student. Right?" she asked. "Yes." the voice said. Betz took that answer into account. "And am I right in thinking you are male?" she asked, wondering if she could track where he was by getting him to talk. "Yes." The answer came from a different place this time. Betz bit her lip, she could not find him by talking to him because he was circling her, and unless she could ask questions, figure out he who was and tried to calculate where he was all at the same time, she would just have to live with talking to the air until he showed himself. "Alright, that take more than half of the students off my list." Betz said. Her only problem was that she did not know any of the boys at school. "Okay, um... Are you using magic to make yourself invisible?" she asked. "No. It's natural for me to just blend in and go unnoticed." the voice responded. Betz nodded. The list had just gotten much much smaller. "So, you're not human?" she asked, wanting to make sure she was on the right path. "Yes." he validated Betz's thoughts. "That leaves me with two students. You are either the true blood vampire or the demonpyre. Correct?" Betz had given up trying to follow the boy's voice. It was making her dizzy. "Yes." he chuckled again, obviously pleased that Betz had almost figured him out. "Well, given that vampires are supposed to stand out in order to attract prey, you much be the demonpyre." Betz brought it up to an end. "You are very clever, miss Flare." the voice said approvingly.
Betz tried to remember the name of the one demonpyre in the school. She knew his last name had something to do with a bird, but that was all she had. "I am Darius Nightingale." he said, as if he had read Betz's thoughts. He still had not showed himself. "Alright, Darius," Betz paused "May I ask what you are doing here, so close to the girls side?" she asked. Darius chuckled. "You look tasty." he answered in a voice that sent shivers up Betz's spine. Not the usual shivers of fear but the other kind of shivers. "So you look at me as a snack?" Betz asked, an unsure edge to her voice. Darius laughed softly. "Ha ha, no. A snack is much to simple. I was thinking a feast, you are much more beautiful and more sophisticated than a snack." he commented. Betz flushed. "Thank you?" she said it more as a question then as a statement. "Your welcome." he whispered into Betz's ear, his warm breath on her neck.
Betz jumped, Darius now had his arms wrapped around her and his head was floating by her ear. "I've been watching you for a while now Betz, and I must say; you are intriguing." he whispered, his voice dripping with honey. Betz, despite her trying not to, melted back into Darius' arms. "Oh?" she questioned. Darius nodded. "It's in my nature to seek out one prey and keep him or her close for many many reasons." he whispered, his arms pulling Betz even closer. "So what are my choices, now that I am your prey of choice?" Betz asked. Her father had taught her much about hybrids, and demonpyres had been on that list. She knew that even with her magic, Betz did not have a chance in fighting a demonpyre and that she should see the peaceful ways out before she decided to run or fight. "Well, you can accept the fact that you are the only women that has ever caught my interest in my life, and commit your body to my hunger and your time to me or you can try to avoid me, in which case I will try even harder to win you over." he said simply.
Betz tried to breath normally. She failed. Her heart was racing now. She had never been this close to a man in her life. Yes she had hugged her father, but that was a completely different relationship and situation than this. That was hard for most people to believe, given that Betz was seventeen. Her thoughts were racing and she could not think strait. But after a moment or two of silence in Darius' arms, Betz answered. "Let me talk to my father. I'm going to go see him this weekend. I'll give you my answer after I've gone over a few things with him." she said, trying to keep her voice from shaking. "As you wish." Darius whispered and than he was gone, just as sudden as he had come.
Betz opened the door to her dorm. Emily, and Tabby were talking in hushed voiced and giggling. They went silent when Betz walked in. Tabby was the first to talk. "And why, might I asked, is your face so red?" she asked with a giggle. Betz started getting out of her uniform and into her pajamas. "I...." she sat down on the edge of her bed, unsure what to tell the two gossip girls. "I just got the most intriguing offer." Betz said, and left it at that. She was not lying, just not telling the whole truth.
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