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Kapitel 8: Assignment One Part Two

All of the other students started to depart the class after Teal had dismissed them all. "Don't forget I am available for private tutoring." He said loudly as they left. After everyone was gone, he turned his attention to Dax.

"So alternative assignment…" Teal said. "Normally it has to be something of the same difficulty as the original assignment. Since the assignment is achieving level one, I am going to need you to achieve something a level one would be capable of.

You can lift one and a half times your body weight, run a mile in under six minutes, or kill a slime."

"Kill a slime?" Dax asked.

"Right." Teal said. "A level one should be able to kill a slime no problem. They are essentially weak creatures that don't pose a challenge for anyone over level zero. If you can kill one, I will consider it a passing grade. Considering your other choices, I think it is your best bet in passing.

Lifting weights would take too long if you are not already near that level. Same goes for running. So, if you want to pass, I will need you to bring me a slime core. Also, I need you to kill it. I will know if you didn't."

"Alright, I don't know how you would know such a thing." Dax replied. "But I wouldn't cheat anyway. My parents did not raise me to be a cheater."

"Honestly that's interesting." Teal said. "The students of this academy are not normally so… honorable…"

"That's sad." Dax said. "Still where can I find a slime?"

"Normally they congregate in the caves outside of town." Teal said.

"Alright." Dax said, standing up and preparing to leave. "Thanks. I will return in a week with the slime core."

"Such determination." Teal said. "Just remember I will know if you cheated."

Dax just glared at Teal for a moment before he started walking towards the exit.

Before he fully exited the room Teal called out to him. "Let me know if your parents want to hire me as your private tutor!"

Dax did not respond and just continued to leave. He started making his way home when he saw Fey standing next to a fence.

"Why the long face?" She asked. "It's not that bad of an assignment."

"It is for me." Dax replied. He remembered what the teacher told him and decided not to tell Fey that he possessed zero nanites.

"Because you have no nanites?" Fey replied.

"How did you know?!" Dax asked loudly, surprised by her sudden knowledge of his problem.

"I saw the room." Fey explained. "You remember that right? The whole place was charred to a crispy crisp and that could only be done by a lot of power. So, either you are the strongest class S to ever live or the nanites expelled themselves from you and exploded.

Since they put you in class F the answer was pretty clear cut. But don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"Please don't." Dax pleaded, his face showing visible worry.

"Don't make that face." Fey said. "You look like a sad little puppy. You know me, I wouldn't do something like that to you pal."

"To be fair we just met today." Dax replied. "This is a school filled with people all out for themselves, so you will have to forgive me if I look stressed."

"Oh, I totally understand." Fey said. "My class is full of douches. God why did I have to get placed in class S! I just wanted to be average and prove to my mother that I wasn't meant to be her perfect little heir."

"Sounds rough." Dax said with a hint of sarcasm.

"It is more than you know." Fey said. "But it's okay, I can tell that you are not like the others. That is why I wanted to be your friend. I think having a class S friend might be beneficial to you as well."

"Well, yeah." Dax replied. "But I fail to see what you get out of it."

"My mother's disappointment." Fey said with a wicked smile. "It will be glorious. Enough about me though, what are you going to do about the assignment? Without nanites you cannot level up. How are you supposed to pass?"

"I got an alternative assignment." Dax explained. "I have to kill a slime."

"Dangerous." Fey replied. "Why don't I come with you? You know, watch your back and keep you from getting hurt."

"What about you?" Dax asked.

"What do you mean?" Fey replied.

"Who is going to protect you?" Dax answered.

Fey raised her arm and flexed with her right arm while using her left hand to squeeze her muscle. "I am class S remember! I do not need protecting!" She said with a goofy laugh. "No seriously, I cannot think of anything better than sneaking off with a class F boy to hunt dangerous monsters unsupervised. Please let me come with you."

"Why do I feel like you are going to be a bad influence on me?" Dax asked, while sighing. He knew that she wasn't going to drop the idea and that it would be safer if he brought her along. At least if something terrible happened she could at least run for help. "Fine, you can come with me. Just remember that it is dangerous."

"Woo!" Fey cheered, pumping her fists in the air in celebration. "This is going to be so epic! So, when are we going? You want to go right now?"

"No." Dax replied. "I want to go home. I need to inform my parents of the bad news. No sense putting it off."

"If that's what you want to do." Fey replied. "Just give me a call and let me know when you want to meet up! Also, if you want to call in the middle of the night, that's fine too."

"I don't know why I would." Dax said.

"Sometimes Daxy, you are just no fun. You are going to have to loosen up a little bit for this friendship to work." Fey explained, giving a little laugh at the end.


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Alphachoas Alphachoas

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Kapitel 9: Assignment One Part Three

With that the two exchanged their goodbyes and Dax headed home. Thoughts of how he would break the news to his family kept racing through his mind. Every scenario he thought of only made him more anxious.

He walked slowly as he thought but eventually made it home. He pulled the door open and heard voices echoing through the house as he entered.

"So, you really have no idea then?" Administrator Ordeen asked.

"No, we have no idea why something like that could have happened." Helen replied. "That just doesn't make any sense at all."

Dax walked towards the voices and found his parents talking with the administrator in the sitting room. They all noticed him as he approached. His mother, Helen, rushed over to embrace him tightly. "My sweet boy." She said and she tightly held him against her. "Your principal said you had a rough day. I am so sorry sweety."

"Isn't there anything you can do?" Frank asked. His face was serious, full of concern about his son's wellbeing. "I mean are we not paying the school enough?"

"Sir, there are some things that are just beyond my control." Ordeen replied. "Even as the administrator, I cannot break the hallowed rules of our institution, lest the whole organization devolve into chaos."

"I seriously doubt it would be anything so dramatic." Frank said, now sitting back in his chair. He reached over and grabbed his pipe. He lit it and began to smoke. "What exactly does the rules say about a zero?"

"Well, nothing." Ordeen said. "We are using the less than fifty rule."

"I would suggest that zero is not even part of the system." Frank said. "You cannot just casually place my son in F class, when you do not even know why your nanites failed him."

"Well, I looked into that." Ordeen said. "Your family has always had issues with the nanites, I believe you were in class C yourself, narrowly escaping class F by one percent. Same for your father and his father before him."

"Your point?" Frank asked. "One point from class F and literally zero points are pretty far apart from one another."

"Well, I was getting to that." Ordeen explained. "Normally we see an increase in scores as the generations progress, but with your family the score has always fallen from one generation to the next. It is possible that whatever is causing that, is the reason your son has a zero. Your family for whatever reason just doesn't accept the nanites."

"That's the dumbest theory I think I have ever heard." Frank said, before taking a long puff of his pipe. "And I work for the government so that is saying a lot."

"I merely came here to try to find a reason." Ordeen replied. "There is no need to attack me in front of one of my students."

"We thank you, we really do, for coming all this way and telling us about how royally you messed up our son's life, but we must really ask you to leave now." Helen said, with a vaguely threatening smile upon her face.

"I did nothing of…" Ordeen started.

"Leave." Frank shouted.

Ordeen just stopped talking and stormed out of the room and the house.

"You alright son?" Frank asked. "I am sorry, I really am."

"It isn't your fault dad." Dax said. "I think whatever happened might have been my fault."

Helen pulled him away and looked him in the eyes. His green eyes matched hers. "What do you mean?" She asked. "There is no way you could have caused that failure to happen. Don't blame yourself honey. We will book you an appointment with the best doctor in the city and they will find out what is wrong."

"Let the boy speak." Frank said. "Why would you think it would be your fault son?"

"I fell asleep, and I had a dream." Dax explained. "In my dream I was casting some fire spell, it was powerful, I had a whole army to destroy after all. Then I woke up and the room I was sitting in was completely charred. Maybe my dream made the nanites overload or something? I don't know, I have just been thinking about it all day."

"The nanites would have killed you if they overloaded." Frank explained. "No, they just failed. I can't see a way that the nanites exploding inside of you would cause the damage to the room that they describe. At least without you being hurt. Something else is going on."

"What do you think it could be?" Dax asked, desperation painted all over his face.

His father pulled a small orb on a leather band out of his pocket and tossed it over to him. "I want to give you this." Frank said. "It has been in the family longer than anyone can remember, passed from father to son at the age of maturity. I had planned on giving it to you today in celebration of your first day at the academy, however that seems in poor taste now.

I do however want you to have it. Along with the words that my father told to me and his father told him. Magic is real to those who seek it."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Dax asked while examining the small orb in his hand. It was a tiny blue orb the size of a marble that appeared to have a dark cloud moving and swaying inside.

"No idea son." Frank said, throwing his hands out and shrugging his shoulders.

"I don't think your dry humor is helpful at this moment dear." Helen replied.

"I wasn't trying to be funny." Frank said.

Helen sighed and rolled her eyes. He then let go of her son's shoulders and tossed his white hair. "Don't worry about it too much." She said, "We will make an appointment with a specialist and get this nanite situation taken care of. Nothing, a little bit of effort and money can't fix."

Dax smiled and hugged his mother. "Thanks mom." He said. He then placed the orb in his pocket. "I am going to my room for a bit, let me know when dinner is ready."

"Oh, you know I will." Helen said. "You just make sure you wash up before we eat." She then turned her attention to her husband. "Alright, oh cryptic one, don't you have some work you need to be doing?"

"Oh, right!" Frank said, putting his pipe down and standing up quickly. "I completely forgot about that!" He then rushed out of the room.

"You just had to marry for love didn't you Helen." She said to herself softly when she was alone in the room.


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