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// Prologue: Belfiore Academy and Trevor Fields 
// Story: Border Chronicles: Book 1 Friendship in Chaos 
// by Sirion123 
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Location:
R-13: Farway
Caelum, Cygnus, Belfiore Academy 
2034 P.C.E. (Post Creator era)




In the port city Cygnus, capital of Caelum, stands, tall and proud, Belfiore Academy. There within the hallowed halls, many generations of sailors have passed. Many greats have had their names carved into the marbled walls each leaving a story of bravery, heroism, kindness, and self sacrifice going all the way back to when The Creators first made man. Long standing tradition, strict learning standards, and the Mock Battles Exams have made it a small wonder that Caelum had the best navy in all of Farway. Under the black marble archway that marks the entrance to Belfiore Academy stood another soon to be sailor, who’s destiny that would not just have him become one of the greats, but to play a pivotal role in all events yet to come. Skeleton unseen by all carefully eyed this student with a sense of anger, frustration, and lastly guilt for what he had to do. 
The process of becoming an Officer in Caelum’s Navy takes anywhere from four to six years depending on the area of study. Trevor Fields had wanted to be a master diver, something about the cold depths of Farway’s oceans searching for lost history, those gone missing, or what ever new mysterious creature lurked in the depths made by the creators so long ago. That was his dream. However, it was placed on hold for a simple yet preposterous reason. His test scores for entering the academy were too high for such a career, he was instead sent to study how to be a submarine tech. Disheartened by such a turn of events, Trevor refused to let it defeat him, and resolved to finish out his contract with honor and dignity. With due diligence Trevor had managed to complete 3 years of the academy, during which he had made his way into the top tier of the students. His scores on in the tests, and on the trainers for the equipment to be used made him second to none. All of his academic standing had placed him under the ever so hungry eyes of the “Houses”.
The “Houses” were the Elite society of the Belfiore Academy, most filled with aspiring political leaders, sons and daughters of the rich and powerful, foreign students of lords and duchesses. Unlike most elite societies, the "Houses" were not so elitist as one might have suspected, one did not simply show up and become part of a House, they had to be invited or apply and hope for acceptance. Once accepted into a house your personal history mattered for not, it did not matter if you came from riches or rags, all that mattered was if you could help the house compete. The more accolades the house had the more elitist it became. Out of the many "houses" that existed in the Academy, only two became the dominate forces, a place worth being in. 
House Oaklandus, a very nobel and tradition house, many of it members happened to be from the same family lines. Members can trace their heritage to prior members almost as far back to the Final Tournament. The house, currently lead by Logan Hill, had become the top house of the campus. With a strict adherence to the rules they were often considered stuffy and snobbish. Despite this, the house was the top in all academic fields, leading others to join to be part of better commands and stations. 
House Volcain, the second most powerful house could be considered the antithesis of House Oaklandus. Thomas Landcaster is the official head of the house, but is often not in attendance for any events that the houses must attend. Most persons on campus, including some of the instructors, often confuse the title with Thomas’ second in comand, Travis Maxwell. Regardless of Thomas’ actions as head of house, Volcain is the second highest house, in station, in the academy. They, unlike Oaklandus, take a more liberal approach to the rules and often their house feels more like a fraternity then a house of Belfiore Academy. They are often at odds with Oaklandus, at first like rivals, more recently, however, like enemies. 
Trevor had been in the sights of both houses. With his academic standing, Trevor would have been a great asset to which ever house could claim him. Not one to let an opportunity pass Logan had made the first move. Much to his disappointment and frustration Trevor had turned down the offer. Thomas not too long after, figuring Trevor to be a snob before he turned down Logan, had also made his play for Trevor. Trevor also declined, much to Thomas’ amusement, a place in House Volcain. Trevor in fact turned down all of the houses on the academy grounds, a fact many found distasteful and disrespectful to the academy's traditions. All save Thomas, who had a great deal of respect for Trevor. Thomas not to long after the offers had dwindled down to none, decided to keep acquaintances with Trevor, much to the latter’s disproval. 
By all accounts Trevor was to be a very well respected and accomplished student before his time at the academy was up. One would think that the popularity through academics and athletics would surround him with friends, but that was never the case. Often you would find him all alone in the library studying or in his room in the student barracks. Even in the student barracks which held two to a room, Trevor had been lucky enough, according to some, to never have a roommate his three years in the academy. 
Trevor was a creature of habit and order. He didn’t need the troubles that friends cause, the drama from crushes, even his sister (on paper not blood for Trevor had been adopted) was far to hectic for Trevor and his need for peace and calm. His need for solitude, and aversion to others did not mean Trevor was a cold hearted man, he was often cordial and helpful. Yet, at the end of classes and everyone was dismissed for the day, Trevor would quietly slip away from others. Any time he had to participate in “Mandatory Fun Days,” it would feel like he always held himself at arms length from the Chaos that came from friendship. That was, However, until his final year at Belfiore Academy.