A few raised their hands as he pointed.
“Dragons.”
“Exactly…Dragons…. If you look at African traditional beliefs, dragons are loosely associated with serpents. There are some that are associated with water and fertility and being responsible for creating oceans and seas which brings me back to the relationship of Sun and Water being the oldest in the family.”
I glanced down at my phone again seeing Namir text me asking if I’ve spoken to Maggie. So I quietly texted back while listening to the professor.
“If Ms. Danielle was here in class, I would use her as an example but the Kingdom, here in the Underground, is one of if not the oldest black native civilization on earth and they are called the Solhari. The keyword being Sol…people of the sun…The land of the Undying Sol.”
I glanced at the empty desk again, feeling a little off about her absence.
“Now, earth decided humans, and mammals would be its vessel that eventually became known to be destructive, and violent towards one another. It’s the biggest flaw in the cosmetic family where humans evolved into beings that partake in racism, slavery, war, famine, greed…Earth decided it needed deities in order to control the chaos he gave birth to; thus religion, Gods, angels, sins, and sacrifice were born. Water being the oldest, and wisest took no vessel…If Kai wanted to, Kai could get rid of all of this in one swoop,” he said with a wave of his hand as he laughed. “Kai and Sol being the two oldest, water and sun…although complete opposites, they always seem to work welltogether. The same for Terra and Luna or Gaia and Moon…They go hand in hand.”
Professor Langley began writing on the board before walking over to his desk to skim through the textbook. He started to say something, but my eye caught a flicker of chalk dust falling from the corner of the board. I started to take notes again, circling each element’s name and their purpose before writing Ayira under sun and Maggie under moon.
“You have the rare chance that these cosmetic elements, the original elements, decide to spiritually combine with a mythic or magic to create a rare being…”
The whispering and chatting behind me started to grow as my face pinched with irritation. I specifically took this class to learn exactly what Maggie is so I could better understand and help her, but the constant chatter and noise was going to be a problem. I started to look up with a raised hand before freezing. I watched the white chalk draw itself on the board as if someone stood behind the professor to write. Langley was still flipping through his book and talking but something was behind him taking over the board.
A student has been attacked on the Grounds
They want me to stay silent.
Their fear of the First Family comes before the safety of the Underground.
No more…
My mouth dropped as the words continued to carve into the board, repeating line for line. My heart felt like it was stuck in my throat when the words suddenly puffed up into a cloud of whitesmoke, disappearing as soon as the professor turned around. No one said a word. I could hear some students whisper they didn't see anything or didn't, which meant only a few were able to see it. Was it only witches?
Where the hell was Maggie and Ayira?
As soon as class was over, I gathered my things and walked out with my phone already against my ear to call Namir. Normally, I would not be pressing this man like this, but this was borderline an emergency. So when he didn’t answer, I decided to make my way to Legacy Park. I could see Harmless Harvey standing up against the tree with two other guys wearing maroon quarter zips and khaki pants with ties. One nodded towards me as Harvey turned around with his eyes blacking out at the sight of my presence. I knew he would ditch his friends and come following behind me until he grabbed my arm to get me to stop walking. I almost snapped but instead smiled as I calmed myself down.
There’s no need to let anyone know there is something wrong.
“Did you hear what happened?” He asked as he gently squeezed my elbow.
“What happened?” I asked as I tucked my hair behind my ears. Harvey’s eyes darkened before blacking out together as he licked his lips.
“Someone put out a message to the witches at the school,” he said as my interest immediately piqued. “Someone was attacked earlier this morning by the First Family.”
I felt my heart swell in my throat, but I blinked through the growing anxiety as I sighed.
“And that is what everyone is speaking about?” I asked as I began to walk, letting him stay by my side.
“Surely you’ve seen it,” he said as he pushed his glasses up with a scrunch of his nose. “Some of the teachers are trying to ignore it but it's looking like one big magical hack in the system. Did you not hear about it or see it?”
I shook my head with a frown.
“Afraid not.”
Harvey stared at me as I began texting Namir, too distracted to entertain his nonsense, and yet he insisted on still walking with me.
“Something is up,” he accused. “You’re anxious.”
“I’m fine Harvey…”
We stepped into Legacy Park where your prestigious students were busy milling around with their books and uptight uniforms. Everyone was in and out with a few students hanging on the balcony watching the rest of us walk below. I walked up to Maggie and Ayira’s door seeing it was cracked open, so I stepped inside and immediately heard a familiar voice. Harvey and I walked further in when a woman peeked her head around the corner of the living room. She smiled, wiry grin exposing her teeth as she stepped further out in her dark red pumps and matching skirt set. There were two officers dressed in uniform as they stood in the living room with grim expressions.
