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You never know who is part of the Academy. You don't even know you are until its too late. You can't run, you can't hide, you and even have the freedom to LIVE in the real world or go to a real school. The Academy is a school for people with, unusual, talents. Not like juggling or dancing. Nothing that simple. the Academy is a school for people with talents that can float, see when people die, make people die, grow wings, or grow horns. Its also a place for creatures people never knew were actually real. For example... vampires, werewolves, centaurs, nymphs,and witches. Its also a place for people who can control the elements.

So lets just say its a school for people who actually aren't people at all.

My name is Gerard Way, and I'm a (Not so proud) member of the Academy. I am 18 years old, I have been in the academy for 6 years and my "talent" is that I am a vampire.

My problem is who wouldn't know I'm a vampire? I have pale white skin, dark raven hair that falls in front of my face, and I am pretty handsome awkward. I'm skinny enough that you can see my bones. But I hide it well enough that you can't really tell that I'm that skinny because I hide under layers and layers of sweatpants and sweatshirts. My only friend is my brother Mikey Way. Hes only 15 and he has been in the academy for as long as I have been here. His talent is to see the memories of others. As in he can actually see them. They flash before his eyes. And the memory could be 6 hours long and he would be able to see the whole thing in under a second.

The way he sees them is that he is standing off to the side in each memory. So hes actually there. He never talks and he always seems like he is in pain. Maybe because he is. When he is in the memories he can feel what the person is feeling. Weather is physical pain, or mental pain. He can feel everything. And the person doesn't know that he is looking at their memories. Everyone in the Academy has a secret. A terrible, painful, secret. And Mikey knows them all. Weather its how the Academy found them, killed their family, and literally dragged them here, or them trying to kill them selves to get out of the Academy and be somewhere else.

The feelings about the academy only last about 1 week. Then you realize that the people in the academy are actually trying to save you. Not wreck you. They know that you will never be accepted anywhere else. So they bring you here. Where you are home.
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"Gerard!" Mikey yells literally 2 inches from my face.

"What the fuck!?" I scream at him. I look around and realize that its already day time.

"You missed breakfast...." Mikey looks at me with a sad expression. Shit. I always hang out with Mikey at breakfast and comfort his when he sees another memory. He looks like he has been crying. But its typical of him. After 2 years of him crying I have learned to get over it.

"What are you doing over in my cabin?" I ask him sitting up. Each person with similar talents live in a camp. Its kind of like Camp Half Blood in those weird books that I read in middle school. But much different. There is still a school building, a training building, and other stuff. You only go to class for 3 hours, training for one, and then you can go out side of the Academy and and do what ever you little black hearts desire. We don't have to stay on "campus" we can go out into the real world. Mikey usually stays here while I do to the park and draw and watch all the normal people. I only feed off the bad, or the people asking for death.

"I didn't know where else to look for you. And class is about to start so I came here to get you. You will never guess what we are learning about to day," Mikey smirks at me and walks out of my cabin and I chase after him. In class we learn about other talents and creatures. And sometimes history on the academy. So it really Isn't a school for math and science. It still is separated by age though. But we all learn the same things. We are just in separate class rooms. And when we leave the Academy we can go on with normal lives. Normal as in we find a place where we are welcomed. Other places where there are people like us. We don't know where those places are. Hell! We don't even know where the Academy is! Sure, we are HERE. But we don't know where HERE is on the map, if it even is on the map.

I walk into the class room and look around. I notice a dark figure lurking in the shadows. He in leaning against the walls looking over at me and I shutter. He is beautiful. He has a Mohawk hat flops in front of his eyes. His hair is black except its dyed red on the sides. His eyes are smudged with eye liner. He is wearing a Misfits tee (My favorite band) and black skinny jeans with vans. I envy his style. I'm wearing a Black Veils Brides hoodie with black sweatpants and combat boots... also black. My un-dead heart starts pounding... well I never technically died... I was just born a vampire. He nods at me and smirks and my knees go weak. I don't know what I'm feeling. And I'm not sure I like it either. I quickly break my and that guys gaze and rush to have a seat in the front of the class. Mikey is sitting next to me smirking. He just saw my memory of what literally JUST happened. No matter how new or how old the memory is, Mikey can see it.

"What you have is a crush, Gee," Mikey says laughing. A CRUSH!? I haven't had one of those sense 5th grade!

"What!?" I hiss at him, "I do not have a crush on him! I'm not gay!" I glare at him and he just smiles.

"Remember in the showers how there were other... Men in there and you looked over at them and your heart leaped, and so did something else," He smiles and look over at the guy in the back of the class. Ok. Maybe I am gay. I new sense I was 14. But it was just a thought. Not a memory of an event. Mikey can only see those. He can't read your mind or thoughts. Only see things that you have seen.

"You swore never to look at my memories!" I hiss at him. He just shrugs and looks up at the front of the class. I glance up at the board and growl. Written on the board is my least favorite word. Vampires

When ever there is a name/talent written on the board, the teacher would make you go of to the front of the class and demonstrate... what ever he asks you to do. And that's the thing! I don't have any special talents. I'm just a monster. I groan and lean my head back when the lesson starts.


Once the lesson ends I quickly grab my notebook and run to my cabin. Everything is in place, the nymphs are in the forest or in the lake, the centaurs are in the fields running, and the the angles/ avian Americans are souring through the air. The Academy is about 25 sq miles. So you could say its pretty big. But if you run, fly, or drive an 2-3 you reach New Jersey. Which is crazy that the Academy is so close to some major cities but no outsider has been able to find it.

You have to go through a lot of back roads and through some trails. Never on high ways or main roads. And the whole area around the Academy is in some kind of invisible force field or worm whole. If you are an outsider and walk through the force field you end up on the other side of the camp. And it looks like you just took one step. But for us, if you walk through the force field you are in the Academy.

I let my mind wander as I lay on my bunk. I have a couple other people who I have to share a cabin with. But they are out doing their own thing. I only see them before and after curfew. But this time its strange. I hear a knock on the cabin door. No one ever knocks. But I shout a 'come in' and I look up and my jaw drops. Its the hotastic, amazing, beautiful guy from class.

"I'm Frank Iero and I'll be living here now," He reaches out and shakes my hand. When our hands touch, the skin burns. My skin burns. I look up in shock and Frank is standing there, squeezing my hand tighter while I scream out in pain.