Prodigy Novels & Stories

Isa figured he had to have finished his doctorate early, given the man already had a resume of professorships and chair positions at other Ivy League's, along with efforts working with global psychology associations and even conducting research for the federal government. Isa was intrigued. Very. How in the world was this class not full yet? Skeptical, she skimmed through the searches for any student reviews. Isa quickly found out why the class had seats opened. It was rigorous beyond comprehension. The professor was known to never give out A's and assignments were a bombardment. She just needed the graduation requirement. She could easily take an easier class and get an A effortlessly. Yet,

Zach oversaw the investigation, trying to find what would awaken and try to prevent it. “Nothing yet,” he answered. “Sorry, it’s not easy stuff. Most of the people who know about the prophecy are either awfully hard to find, incredibly old or already dead. But I’m still working on it.” It was the answer I was expecting. It was the same answer every week, but I had to know if we had any progress. The safety of our pack depended on it. “Yeah okay,” I answered. “Have a good day Zach, see you later.” And with that Zach went on to his office.