fandomhigh | Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2008, Saturday Afternoon (Part II)

After the last diploma had been handed out, the graduates were sent back to their seats, and Principal Washburn returned to the podium, to give her final speech and end the ceremony.

It was then that the rumbling started.

Odds were, if you asked the average citizen of Fandom to describe the town, they would tell you about the school, and the shops, and the beach and preserve, and all the areas of the island that existed above ground. But what they wouldn't describe was the island's biggest secret - beneath the ground, hidden from all of the town's inhabitants, was a city of ancient machines, designed to keep Fandom connected to every dimension it has ever touched, allowing people to continue to come from all over to live and grow on the island.

Although the existence of the underground city has always been hidden from Fandom's citizens - a safety measure, to ensure that none of Fandom's more power-hungry students or teachers try to use the machines for harmful purposes - it has not been a secret to everyone. During the night, fae and faeries of all sizes and power had come to make their way underground, and seize control of Fandom's machines, determined to have the unparalleled dimensional access for themselves. Although they were followed, the Wild Hunt had never caught its prey, and while the people of the town were occupied with graduation, the faeries struck, beginning to activate the machines.

But what the faeries didn't realize was that not all of the machines controlled access to dimensions. One machine in particular, one of the first to be activated, controlled the access to the city from above ground. As the machine chugged along, a section of the island lowered a few feet underground, allowing access to the city, the machines, and the faeries.

Of course, it just so happened that this section of land was where the platforms had been laid before graduation, and where the graduates had all been seated. As the platforms sank, a clear bubble covered the area where they'd been, allowing the audience to watch, but preventing them from being able to interfere or help. It was up to the graduates to defend themselves, and get rid of the fae.

[~~Wait for the OCD, please!~~ OCD is up! Have fun!]

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Ferris was a lover, not a fighter. Still, he didn't get to where he was today by being stupid. He followed his procession partner's lead and picked up a chair, using what skills he had to his advantage. Namely, he was pretty good at baseball.

"Bueller steps up to the plate. His first at bat for the season. Not his first graduation, but his first year here playing for the Fandom High Gremlins. Let's see how the rookie does."

A fae stood just a few feet in front of Ferris, almost looking amused. "Such a way with words."

He smiled. "It's a talent. What's your talent? If it has something to do with maiming or destruction, I'd rather find out by you telling me than by a demonstration, if you don't mind."

The fae just smirked at Ferris, thinking him amusing before she conjured a spell, swirled it in her hands and sent it towards Ferris with the intention of knocking him off his feet.

The spell, unsurprisingly, worked according to plan. Ferris fell, but had the metal chair still within his reach. He put it up in front of himself while he tried to scramble to his feet. "What kind of hospitality is that? You interrupt my graduation to get me to come to your party, and do I complain? No. Then I ask you about your hobbies and you push me! What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Cease talking, little mortal," the fae said, moving ever closer. "Your voice annoys me."

She sent another spell at Ferris.

Ferris held the chair up as a shield, not knowing if it would do any good. "I'm trying to hold a conversation here! Don't you whatever you are have any manners?"

The spell bounced off the chair and the fae glared.

"Release your hold on the chair," she said, pointing one finger at Ferris. "Do it and I will spare you."

"You've been nothing but rude to me since we met. Why should I take your word for it? If you have a reason, I'm listening and willing to compromise."

"I grow tired of your incessant talking," the fae said and hurled a spell at Ferris.

Fandom High Graduation Ceremony, Class of 2008, Saturday Afternoon (Part II)

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