Sorry about the lateness of the release but I've been busy, busy, busy and have been lacking in inspiration to write.
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It’s been two years since Eron was born into this world. Since his discovery of the library he had been making regular night time trips. Not wishing to alert his family to his activities, which of course would seem abnormal for some one of his age to be doing.
During his trips he had made special care not to be caught especially after his mom walked in one night walked in on him while he was reading one night.
“……Hmmmm…..” she just stared at him blankly while he had a book title Oh My Fair Prince.
*gulp* Eron just froze, too afraid to even breath, sweat dripping down his face
But then she headed to the kitchen mumbling something under her breath. Stopped at a fridge like thing, opened it and took out so cured meat and headed back to bed.
He then heard his dad just as she was closing the door
“Not again dear” It turned out that his mother had a habit of sleep eating which infuriated her husband.
Sadly for him he didn’t escape notice every night, every now and then his sisters Lilith would catch him trying to head down stairs. They never questioned what he was doing but always said the same thing each time.
“Eron, so good of you to come, do you want to play?” they always said in union, reminding Eron of the creepy twin sisters from the Shinning. Then he would be dragged off to the darkness of their room.
These where the times he wished he had never been given a second chance at life and was instead left to the nothingness.
But never the less, slowly he had been making his way through each book, steadily progressing onto harder and harder works.
He had now read the majority of the collection his family had. The books he read apart from the few children’s books had mainly consisted of diaries of past family members with too bigger egos, or fantasy and romance novels which probably belonged to his father.
He was annoyed that they didn’t have any form of history or geography books to let him touch up on this new world. Luckily he was born into this world and not transported so he could gain the knowledge along the way of growing up like normal people. So he made do with what he had, Eron realised he was probably very lucky to even have these books to read.
During the days he made sure to listen to everything he could to help him pick up the language and would practice writing and speaking in his room.
As although he was a baby born of this world, having maintained hi previous life experience meant that rather than picking the language up like a baby normally would. He had to go and learn it like if he was learning any other language. But luckily for him it wasn’t from complete scratch, he seemed to have an innate ability for picking it up and some very basics.
Otherwise not much else had happened over the two years. His life had actually been pretty mundane, after all the fiasco of his birth he had expected there would be…. Well something.
Actually one positive thing that had happened to him was his horns had stopped growing, black and curved backwards they were about 30cm long if straightened. Hopefully for good but knowing his luck he wasn’t hedging his bets.
But today things were going to change, last night he overheard his parents discussing that it was time for him to start his education. He was going to start at the local nursery.
Even though it was so close and he would only be gone during the day, his father had spent the whole night crying his eyes out.
“My..*sob*..little baby grew up so fast..*sob*..”
“It’s okay honey, he’ll be fine” Freya tried giving him reassurance while patting his back.
“But..*sob*..My baby, My little boy…Aaah I will miss him so much!!!” Paris wailed as his body shock all over.
“Dear it won’t be that bad…It’s not like you’ll never see him again. I mean you’ll see him every night still.”
“Don’t patronise me!!!”
“Jesus Christ Paris, just suck it up already. I mean come on, you’re going to still see him in the evenings. Bloody hell you’re so infuriating” she finally snapped
They continued on like this for the rest of the night, keeping the whole house up and stopping Eron from doing his normal routine.
As his father, who was still reluctant at letting Eron go, with Dion headed to towards the nursery he became excited.
This was the first time Eron had got a proper view of the house from the outside and of the rest of the town he lived in. Since he’d been cooped up all this time.
From what he could see, all the houses were built of stone with tiled roofs and the majority of them with chimneys. The town itself was surrounded by a wall with towers at regular intervals. A gate at each side, North, South, East and West. His house stood in the centre of the town and was the largest living quarters that he had so far seen.
The best way Eron would describe it was that it reminded him of a Roman military camp in the design of the layout of it.
They arrived outside of a larger building than most. It had double red doors at the front and plenty of windows to allow in sun light.
His dad stopped in front of the doors, Dion next to him. Paris took in a deep breath and took a step forward, but immediately retreated back to his starting position.
“I promised myself I could do this. But it’s just too much” he then proceeded to hand Eron to Dion. “Please do this for me”
“Yes master” Dion replied in a deep husk voice, just adding to the bizarrity that was him. During this Eron was inwardly sighing as what was happening looked like it just came out of a movie.
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As Dion was just about to open the doors a small child came out.
“Hello, my name is Elena. I am the teacher here and would be my pleasure to take Eron off you” she stretched out her arms to take the Eron from Dion.
Eron himself was sceptical of this and wanted to say “sure thing, but where’s the other teacher, the real one.” But Dion seemed to just hand him over to her without a word apart from a thank you.
As she turned around now with Eron in her hands, and headed back in, just before the doors closed you could hear his dad crying again.
The inside of the nursery was colourful with only three rooms. A bathroom, a teacher’s lounge and the rest was a large padded open space and in that space was a group of Babies playing with toys. Predominately red but there were some other coloured babies.
Elena placed him down with the rest of the babies, introduced him although it wasn’t like any of them understood what she said anyway and then headed off to the lounge.
As Eron took in his surroundings he began to doubt the level of things he would be able to learn here. This is as what he saw was…stupidity. There were babies sticking toys in their noses and ears, others were eating that which should not be eaten. One had very clearly pooped its self but instead of crying to get its nappy changed it instead laughed as it rolled around in it.
He suddenly felt tugging on his horns when he tried to turn around it required a lot of effort. This was as two babies had attached themselves to his horn and where sucking on them, while other babies clearly interested in him seemed to almost be lining up waiting to have their go on his horns.
Luckily Elena returned before he got overrun and trampled by the others to get to his horns. She started to speak and grabbed the babies’ attention when she pulled out a picture book. It was similar to the one he had back at his house.
So when she started to go through it he easily answered all her questions and got the words correct.
“Well don’t we have the little genius here, no wonder your ur father’s son” the lack of mention of his mother was understandable as she clearly wasn’t the brightest spark.
Eron hadn’t really ever received praise for his work before so he felt really happy and motivated him to show off more.
All the other babies where now looking at him with a sparkle in their eyes, and when Elena finished and finally took the boy who had pooped himself to get clean. He had a following of babies around him.
This new found popularity coupled with the praise made him very happy, he was now enjoying the nursery even if it was not much in the way of learning for him.
‘Ha, look at me, mister popular. All those people who said I was a loser were wrong, I mean look at me now, I’ve got my own following’ in his mind he decided to ignore the fact that they were fairly stupid babies.
So like this, the next few days went with Paris finally being able to take him there without the help of Dion, him being prasied by the teacher and having a others follow him and doing his biding. But by the end of the weak the novelty was wearing off.
‘Ah, I have to get out of this place, their stupidity is killing me, and why do we go over the same book so often.’ Eron was currently siting thinking of what to do to end this now nightmare while two babies hanging off his horns. By the third day he had given up protecting them and just allowed the others to do what they wanted with them.
‘Maybe I should start speaking fluently to the teacher. That way they will realise I am smart enough to get decent education. But... that will raise suspicion as to how I can speak, there’ll be to many questions to answer after that’
Then came the boy who had been dubbed as poopy, due to his habit of pooping. He sat in front of Eron stared at him and then suddenly a horrific smell came from his butt. Making Eron gag and almost throw up everywhere.
‘Right..*cough*..that’s it I’ve made up my mind’
So when Elena came to teach again he shuffled himself over to her, till he was sitting in front of her.
“Oh if it isn’t baby Eron, what do you won’t” she said in a cutesy voice
“Well I am glad that you asked Elena, I would like for starts you to do something about poopy over there. Secondly, please stop teaching the same things over and over, it’s driving me mad. Finally I think it would be better if I was in a more advanced class.”
“…..”Elena looked like she had just had her brain removed and was vacant inside.
“Right kids, who can tell me what’s…”she finally spoke up
Eron was just left there shocked. ‘This damned women ignored me, she can’t comprehend what happened and so just chose to block it out. Ahh’ he tried again to communicate with her, but again he was ignored.
This left him in a difficult situation. His teacher wouldn’t acknowledge his capabilities and he was to scared to try and talk to his family as, his sisters would probably do something diabolical, His mother has less brains than Elena so would find it even harder to accept and his father would probably go crazy.
‘Fuck, that leaves me trapped. God have mercy on me’ and so it was that Eron had to continue living this nightmare for now.
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Hope you enjoyed if not feel free to tell me what was wrong and how I can improve it for the next one. Releases may be further apart due to finding time to do them.