3 Chapter 3: Gargoyles
Isaiah dreamed about the first time he discovered his psychic abilities.
He already knew he would get them because his parents would always be floating things around the house with telekinesis.
Isaiah was around 10 years old when he finally started to be able to use telekinesis. His mind developed pretty fast for his age when he went to school; he knew never to use any of his abilities.
While magic and superpowers were usually seen in everyday life, dealing with the local magic or superhero authorities was still too much of a hassle.
So says Isaiah's parents anyway. However, it wasn't until his freshman year of Highschool did he finally get his next psychic ability.
Thermal control. Isaiah could control the temperature of his body, whether it was -100 or 500 degrees. This is why Isaiah wasn't worried when Kenny said the temperature would change the lower they went into the trench.
This ability is only limited to Isaiah's body, so he can't shoot fireballs or ice spears using the power. However, after watching a current anime, he definitely tried with no results.
"Hey kid, wake up; we're finally here." Said, Kenny
Isaiah woke up stretching and yawning from his long nap. "Why would I dream about getting my powers?" Isaiah thought to himself, making a weird face.
Isaiah brushes off the thought.
Isaiah's eyes immediately let up in Aww to what he was seeing. He saw a vast dome-like bubble sitting at the bottom of the trench. Inside the bubble was a vast mansion that would put any billionaire to shame.
On the side of the mansion, he saw 12 tiny homes that used to be shipping containers. "Who lives in those tiny homes?" Asked Isaiah. "That's where the students live," Kenny replied.
"Really, but why not the mansion? It looks like 100 people could live there." "Haa, that's what everyone says." But the Headmasters love's her privacy, to say the least." Kenny says.
"So the Headmaster is a woman, Isaiah thought." The brochure definitely doesn't do this place justice. Besides the looks and location of the school, the brochure really doesn't give much information about anything else." Isaia. I'm to himself."
"Alright, this is your stop; I'm surprised you didn't complain about the water pressure or claim how cold it was. But then again, I have no idea what psychic powers can actually do." Kenny said with a smile.
"Oh, yea let me connect our bubble to there, so you don't get destroyed by the sentinels," Kenny added. Isaiah walks through the connecting tub and waves goodbye to Kenny.
As Isaiah is walking through the courtyard, he sees many stone statues of what looked like Military men holding rifles with shocked expressions on their faces.
He finally sees the two large double doors but what is in front of them shocks him. Two large gargoyles in mafia-looking suits stood at the bottom of the staircase that leads to the two large doors.
"Ima just goes on a Lim and say that those gargoyles are actually alive," Isaiah said to himself.
"Which would also explain the statues outside." Isaiah knew precisely who the headmaster was. As soon as Isaiah thought of her name, the doors flung open, revealing exactly who he thought of.
A black woman with bronze-brown skin and black box braids smiled and walked down to Isaiah with her arms open.
"Medusa herself in the flesh," Isaiah said to himself.
"Little Isaiah, Auntie, has wanted to see you for the longest time," Medusa said, giving Isaiah an uncomfortable hug.
Medusa wore a long silk dark green dress with gold cuffs on both her arms and Gold cuffs on all of her braids. She also had cleavage any man would notice, which is why Isaiah was uncomfortable.
Medusa was 6'2 in height, and when she hugged Isaiah, who was 5'10, his face went right into it. After a very long and awkward hug, she releases Isaiah, who had a nose bleed.
"Oh my gosh, are you ok, sweetie?" Medusa says with a look of concern.
"I'm fine," Isaiah says, looking away, holding his nose with embarrassment.
"Anyways, welcome to my home. Oh well, this is also Infinity Prep Academy. Here is where you will learn to use all of the powers you will soon develop and also get an education." she says as they walk through the two large doors.
They stopped at the entrance to the mansion so Medusa could explain the layout of the building. "Everything on the right side of the building is where all the classes, cafeteria, and gymnasts are. While everything on the left is my personal living area." She pointed and explained.
"Got it?" She said with a smile.
"Yea, I think so; you called yourself auntie. Do you know my parents?" Isaiah asked.
"Of course I do. I've been best friends with your mom for like 50 years now." Medusa said.
"50 years! You barely look 25." Isaiah said in shock.
"Wait, how old are my parents?" Isaiah thought, even more confused.
"Oh, you flatter me stop it," Medusa said with a blushing face, swiping at the air.
"Oh right, which tiny home is mine? I heard the students live there." Isaiah said with excitement.
"Well, we did assign you one, but you don't have to live there if you don't want to; you can live in the mansion with auntie if you want," Medusa said with a blushing face looking away.
Isaiah stood there with a blank stare with blood running down his nose.
"Are you Ok?" Medusa said worriedly again. Isaiah quickly turned around, holding his nose.
"I'm fine. One of the tiny homes will do." "With charm like that, I see why the god of the Sea fell for her," Isaiah thought. "Well, if you insist," Medusa said, pouting.
We didn't have class today, so all the other students are either roaming the Academy side of the mansion or in their tiny homes." Medusa said.
Medusa then snapped her fingers, and a Maide appeared. "She will show you to your tiny home, and you will meet your homeroom teacher tomorrow."
"Please follow me this way," the maid said. The maid was a human with short black hair in a black and white maid outfit.
It Surprised Isaiah because he was expecting an elf or something more magical. The Maid led Isaiah down a long hallway with expensive-looking paintings and statues that Isaiah knew used to be actual people.
After about 15 mins of walking, they reached the door that led outside to the tiny homes. Before reaching the tiny houses, they passed by a large 100-meter heated pool that had a girl with light brown skin and reddish curly hair. She wore a dark green low-cut one-piece swimsuit that matched the same colors Medusa was wearing.
"Hey you," she said on her floaty. As the Maid and Isaiah were getting ready to walk by.
"Yes, my lady?" the maid said, bowing.
"Not you, him," She said, swimming closer on her floaty.
"Wassup," Isaiah said, trying to sound cool.
"Let me get a good look at you." She said, taking off her glasses revealed her deep green eyes.
Isaiah was African American. He was 5'10 and lean and cut with a 360 waves hairstyle. His complexion was dark brown with black hair and brown eyes. Your typical African American teen. The girl thought.
"You're way more handsome than what my mother said."
"Mother? Who is your mother, Isaiah says? Trying to keep his composure.
"Oh, sorry, let me introduce myself. My name is Kathryn, daughter of Medusa and the Kraken," Kathryn said. "But you can just call me Kat.
