“Yes,” it responded, echoing while the vision of the tomb disappeared. She accidentally hit her head on the concrete wall in front of her. “Ouch! Bloody spirit…” Skyler rubbed her forehead, trying to stop the pain.

  She was so angry her eyes had been hijacked by that spirit of the eclipse blade. She groaned, dropped her head, and walked towards the dormitory to her room. She felt how soft the ground was after the fragment’s attack on the campus.

  The students, teachers, and staff who got touched by the fragment were displayed in their final moments before they were turned into stone. Skyler felt sorry for them; they wouldn’t have a future. Only death in rock hard and cold stone.

  It felt like hours, walking down the 40 yards to get to the dormitory. She looked upwards, to the window of her dorm. Skyler saw the broken glass and the duvet covers that were dangling out of it.

  She grimaced at the sight and swallowed her nerves as she grabbed onto the cover. She started to climb up to her room. Memories from before the attack on the campus by the fragment hit her like a truck when she got there.

  She walked across the floor, full of glass shards Carefully, she studied the patterns of the glass and saw a clear path to her suitcase, which was slammed against the wall. She walked towards it carefully and got to it.

  Skyler huffed when she saw that the suitcase was stuck on the wall. “Great” she sighed. She grabbed the suitcase and, with a lot of force, got it out of the wall, landing herself onto the floor clutching it. “Oof”.

  Skyler pushed her suitcase off herself and stood up gracefully, brushed herself off and examined it. She couldn’t believe how intact it was, since the explosion had been quite massive. She felt almost annoyed that it wasn’t broken. “How the hell did it survive!” she shouted and rubbed her eyebrows with her fingers.

  She picked it up and placed it onto her broken bed, opened the lid and took a look at her clothing situation. She sighed in relief. “Thank god my clothes didn’t get destroyed.” She zipped it back up and her watch started to buzz on her wrist.

  It was a bit of an uncomfortable buzz. It made her feel nervous, since she didn’t really have any friends. No one wanted to be associated with the weakest of magic users. Her forehead started to sweat profusely and it made her eyes blurry. She used her arm to wipe the sweat from her eyes and forehead. The name propping up underneath the number on her watch was Justin Moonlight.

  Skyler pressed the answer button. There was a holographic image of Justin holding a steering wheel. He looked like he was driving. “Skyler, I'm just parking, are you ready?”

  “Yes, most of my belongings weren’t destroyed in the attack.” She moved the suitcase along until she reached the door “but I haven’t done the protector form,” she said calmly. The engine noise from Justin’s side went quiet and a slamming noise was heard.

  “I see, well I have my laptop so I can do it with you” he said while moving from his car towards Skyler’s dormitory. Justin walked down the cobblestone and entered the dormitory. He hummed until he got to her door.

  He knocked on it and Skyler opened. Justin walked in and put down his laptop on her suitcase, opening it. He opened the form. “There you go, Skyler,” he said while motioning with his hand. “Please put your date of birth and your magic in.” Skyler nodded and typed her date of birth and magic in the indicated places.

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  “Done,” Skyer said with a satisfied smile on her face. Justin chuckled. “You remind me a lot of my girlfriend, who’s working for the Aqua lawyers firm.” Skyler stepped back from his computer and looked surprised “really? What’s her name, because I might have met her while I was in hospital.” She had a glint of curiosity in her eye.

  “Her name…” Justin started to smile happily while thinking about her “is Hannah Nightingale”. Skyler was surprised and grabbed his shoulders “did you say Hannah Nightingale?” He nodded “I met her! She was the one who gave me the letter about the wills of my parents! I need to pick them up.”

  “Oh, I see,” Justin said while Skyler shook him violently. “Stop, I'm going to be sick!”. She stopped. He sighed and tidied his coat. “Sorry,” Skyler sheepishly said, scratching her head.

  Justin just shook his head, feeling like he just got a new younger sibling. He entered his protector ID and sent the form off. “Skyler, complete a mission with me, to see if you’re fit for high pressure and your detective instincts are good enough to be a protector”

  Skyler smiled and nodded. “Right!” she said, while Justin turned off his laptop and took it off skyer’s suitcase. He placed it into his bag, and swung the strap over his shoulder. “Can you put my suitcase in your car, Justin?” Skyler asked while picking it up from the floor and putting it on the wheels. Justin looked at her and at the suitcase. “Sure,” he said. He walked out the dorm, down the corridor; down the stairs while wondering if he would be a good instructor, since this was the first ever student he brought under his wing.

  When they made their way to the carpark, they saw it was ghostly. Just a single bike and car: theirs.

  They got to Justin’s car and he opened the boot to put Skyler's suitcase into it. “Thank you,” Skyler said with a smile while walking away to her bike. Her motorcycle was black with a stripe of purple around it.

  She took her key from her pocket and inserted it into the keyhole to open the compartment under the seat.

  She got out her leather jacket, rucksack and some gloves. Skyler put her handbag into the compartment, put on everything and pulled down the seat, closing off the compartment.

  Skyler turned the key that was still in the lock, locking it and pulled it out. She looked over at Justin who was just sitting in his car waiting and watching her. She felt like an animal in a zoo.

  She shook off that feeling, and turned her attention back to her bike. Her eyes drew to the handle bars. Her helmet was buckled onto one of the handles. So she unbuckled it with a small click that was almost unnoticeable.

  Skyler pulled it off the handlebars. “I hope I can remember how to ride, it’s been a week,” she whispered and chuckled at the lack of going for it.

  She took a breath, and put the helmet on. Skyler’s hair got squeezed onto her head. She felt like a puffer fish, because of the squishiness of it. Skyler threw her leg over and her right foot fell onto the ground on the other side of the bike.

  She slid her bum onto the cushion to make herself comfortable and secure on it. Then she pulled down the visor, which dimmed the colours of the surroundings. Skyler felt more confident about driving her bike since it was quite bright before.