Midnight's Story

Midnight’s Story 
PROLOGUE 
In the tower of a castle, a black she-cat sighed as she watched the sunset. It had been a long day. 
The longest day, in fact, it was the Summer Solstice, and the celebrations of the students in the courtyard below never seemed to cease. 
But this cat had nothing to celebrate, for this was the day her brother had disappeared. 
Her beloved, misled, evil outlaw brother. 
If they knew I was his brother, they would never accept me. This only made her feel worse. But she felt no shame for being related to him, only guilt. Guilt for running from her family. Guilt for actions that were not her own. If her beloved brother went evil, who could she trust? She would never forgive him for taking away her innocence. I will never be able to forgive anyone again.
 Midnight went away from the window and walked into the candlelit classroom. Never again.
 CHAPTER 1 
Seven Years Later… 
Midnight entered the Magicat Academy, thinking about Poisonpaws’ attempted takeover two weeks prior. That cat’s name fit him. The blood of so many cats were on his paws. And to think he was my nephew… 
It wasn’t all bad, though. I learned a valuable lesson in the fire. I learned to forgive, after so long of thinking I never could. 
Then why do I still feel so unhappy? 
Because I still haven’t forgiven myself. She answered her own question. And I don’t know if I ever will.
 She pushed these thoughts aside, as she had become so good at doing over the last seven years, and went to her rooms, passing classrooms and courtyards and students. 
She eventually reached an enormous staircase at the center of the castle. She walked all the way to the top, all 147 steps, just like every day, until she reached the door at the top. She was in the top floor of the highest tower in the school. She entered the candlelit office at the top, climbed up a ladder in the back, which led to an attic bedroom with four beds, a desk, and a bookshelf, sort of like a dorm for her and her family. A honey-colored teenage she-cat looked up and smiled as she walked in. “Hi, mom!” the teenager greeted her. 
“Hi, Sandy,” Midnight replied, “Where are your sisters?” 
“Star is making herself a sandwich, and I don’t want to know what Little Moon is getting up to.” 
“That’s helpful.” 
“Sorry.” Sandy shrugged. 
Midnight sighed and shook her head. She went over to a window and looked outside. The sun was setting beyond the hills of Glacier Island, and in the distance, she could see the glittering waters of the vast Tripoint Lake. She could almost feel the amount of magic in the air rising. A flock of squirrobin flew by, chittering among themselves. 
Midnight stood there for a moment, then walked away. “I’ll go make sure all the students are in their dorms.” 
She walked down the about half of the 147 steps and stopped at a door. She entered the door, which led to the girl’s dorms, and walked down the hallway. Each dorm had a bunk bed, a desk, a closet, a bookshelf, a shower, and a window. Each dorm was also supposed to have two students.  
She entered the first dorm to her left, occupied by two cats: A small snow-white cat with black wire-rim glasses sitting at a computer, and a cinnamon brown cat with lavender robes stroking a squirrobin in a cage. 
“What are you doing with that computer?” Midnight asked. She was suspicious of human inventions. 
“Coding.” the snow-white cat replied. 
“Professor Milk is always coding,” the cinnamon cat chimed in. 
“I told you not to call me that!” Professor Milk complained. “I’m in seventh grade!” 
“Well, it sounds better than Snowflake,” the brown cat replied. 
“Well, at least I’m not named after a spice like you are, Cinnamon.” 
Midnight walked out to leave Cinnamon and Snowflake to their argument and entered the dorm across the hall. A Jack Russel Terrier and a Beagle were inside. The Jack Russel was wearing a fancy dress and a disgusted expression, and the beagle had a flower hairpin on her ear.  
“You’re the one who wanted to try out for the school play, Jenny,” the Beagle said to the Jack Russel. 
“Yes, but- well-” Jenny gestured to the fancy pink dress, “This is just… disgusting.” 
“You’ve said that,” the Beagle sounded amused. 
Midnight smiled and went to check another dorm. She moved down the hall until she had done all the girl’s dorms and went on to the boys. 
Category:Literature