June 14th, 2034
Dr. Nikasha Kessler, the former student of Akasha High School, Petaluma, CA. The council chose Kessler to go to Oblivius, Maine, to enter a school for the interest of Mythological Creatures. The girl is curvy shaped, 5'4" tall for a 16 year old, interested in dominating the world, but she is unknown of how to make people worship her. At the Airport of Oblivius, at the suitcase station, she was waiting for her black, spiny, with a picture of Sabrewulf from Killer Instinct; at that moment she is still waiting patiently, listening to music. A man just gently touched her shoulder. Nikasha looked back and saw this man, a green hooded elder, who looks like a cultist of the coven
"Excuse me sir, may I have quite knowledge of you?" Nikasha asked.
The man said silently, mute, staring at her, like a prowling bobcat would identify it's prey before hunting.
"Hello there, may I help you?" Nikasha then gruffly spoke.
The man tightly grabbed her shoulders and got into Nikasha's face and spoke in a silent and deep voice.
"Do not ever return back, you may find yourself into eternal damnation........."
The green robed man walked away not caring about other people that surrounds him.
"What is this supposed to even mean. Is this place trying to speak about a group of cults?" She thoght.
Nikasha looked back at the suitcase dispenser, she saw her Sabrewulf Bag and quickly grabbed it. Suddenly a taxi horn honked at the distance from the station to the entryway. Nikasha rushed in a hurry, just in case she would not miss the cab.
Nikasha was tired after running, her breast might of tire her down a notch.