Necromancer by EndMaster R

No way, you’re not going down that path. There are too many stories about demons fucking people over in their deals. In fact, you’re a little worried about the fact that this “class” has more dedicated demonologist than necromancers. Still you’ll just have to deal with it for now, you can only hope they know what they’re doing and have a better grasp on things than a certain cabal of wizards did during the Dead War.

As for you, you need to start mastering your own branch of magic. When you get to the pits, you are literally surrounded by bones. You open up your book and begin to read a bit before casting your spell.

Your first attempt isn’t too bad. You animate one skeleton, and surprisingly it doesn’t attack you. You continue to practice this, and while it’s only been an hour, you’ve already animated thirty skeletons, all of which are completely obedient and not attempting to attack you at all.

You’re not sure if this is normal, good or bad for a beginner, but given how many problems you had with other branches of magic, you think you’re doing pretty well. In fact you feel pretty proud of yourself.

You decide to get a little more inventive and you see rusty weapons on the floor along with the bones. You command the skeletons to pick them up and begin to start sparring with each other. They do so, without problems.

This sound of minor battle brings in a few of the students, most of whom are shocked.

“What’s going…whoa. I thought you said you never did this before.” Sebastian says walking in.
“I haven’t…I dunno, it’s just coming so easy to me. For the first time I feel like I’m actually good at something!” you say.
“Well, it’s a lot better than what you did in Enchantment class when you managed to charm all those frogs which then proceeded to attack the professor.” Catalina says.
“That was you? I even heard about that. Man, what is it with you and your spells accidentally hurting your professors in some way?” Irwin adds.

You ignore Irwin’s question, and address Catalina.
“I thought I remembered you from somewhere. I asked you out once.”
“Hmm, yes and you were unsuccessful in that as well. I suggest you stop looking at me and pay attention to your little army there, before they get out of hand. Like that one.”

You turn around and stop one of the skeletons that’s wandering in your direction and then command him to go back to sparring.

“Man, I’ve never seen someone with this much control just starting out. Well Trelik comes to mind, but he was already very skilled in general magic and was learning directly under Mr. Demar. From what others have said, you were completely inept at magic and have no previous training in this stuff whatsoever. You’re like an idiot savant of necromancy or something.” Sebastian says.
“Um…thanks. I think.”
“Well anyway, glad you’ve joined up. We’ll leave you be. If you want to try something harder, there’s more tomes in the study area and just ask one of us where the other practice centers are.”

And so it goes. You find your place among the Dark Order and practice your skills there, in fact it gets to the point that you rarely leave the secret underground base at all. You begin to catch the attention of Mr. Demar who is very impressed with your ability to learn and master so quickly. “Natural” isn’t the word for it, more like prodigy. Trelik however is showing signs of jealousy…

Mr. Demar has to tell you to take a break every now and then or else you’ll drain yourself. You don’t feel that way though, you feel like you have more energy than ever.

As he promised your grades were “fixed” though Mr. Demar’s actions meaning you don’t get kicked out of the college. You tell your parents that you’re taking an advanced course in magic that requires you to stay and how you’re really excited about it. Your Mom is a little disappointed that she won’t see you, but is happy to hear that you’re doing so much better in school.

If she only knew…

The City of Nuro is a quieter place with less students around, but the guise of secrecy still must be kept. After a month has passed you find out that this “class” aren’t the only allies Mr. Demar has. He’s been teaching the dark arts for years and most of his “graduates” are living in this city. The attack is going to come when classes first start up again. Demar feels that it will actually be more beneficial to attack with more people in the city because after the demons are done with the killing, the Necromancers can raise the dead to reinforce the hold on the city.

One key part in all of this is Quayle. He is to cast a slow spell of the greatest proportions over the city. While everyone else is moving at a near stand still, the Dark Order will be able to take over key locations much easier.

While all of this sounds exciting you can’t help but still be concerned about this plan. Mr. Demar is placing most of his faith in the demonologist, which you suppose is understandable given his background in conjuration, but you feel as if you necromancers are getting put on the backburner. Sure you’re playing your part, but it almost seems as if you’re just there as “back up”. Not to mention you’re still not keen on the whole idea of dealing with so many demons.

Of course these concerns are the least of your problems as another month goes by, Trelik is becoming a complete asshole to you. Within the short time you’ve been here, he’s time and time again attempted to sabotage your spells, but usually you manage to overcome.

You’ve got a month to go before the final plans are in place, but suddenly Mr. Demar has some news he’s not pleased to inform everyone of.

“Class, we’ve got a delegate from the Vampire Clans. I don’t think I have to tell you how annoying this is.”

You ask Sebastian what’s the problem and what exactly is going. Sebastian tells you that ever since the clans heard about Demar’s plans, they’ve been strongly opposed to them for they fear that it will draw attention to their one last stronghold which is kept invisible and secret to the rest of the world. It is there where the last of the “ruling” class vampires still exist, most of them having been killed or degenerated into little more than mindless beasts that are eventually hunted down.

While you’re fascinated by Sebastian’s explanation of things, you’re suddenly singled out by Trelik.

“YOU! Do you find this so unimportant that you feel the need not to pay attention?”
“No. I just didn’t know the whole situation and I was asking…”
“If you wanted more information you should’ve been asking Mr. Demar after he was done talking!”
“Okay, okay. That will do Trelik. Someone should’ve explained it to him before actually, given that he’ll be playing a large part in this plan. In fact, maybe he should come with me to meet the delegate instead.”
“But Mr. Demar! I have more experience in this sort of thing!”
“True, but to be quite honest, the blood suckers don’t care too much for you. You’re too combative. So how about it? Do you wish to be present when I speak to this delegate?”