Gabriel did it! He did it! He rode the griffin into the sky like a complete motherfucker, and he was damn proud of it. True, half the time he was prepared to say his last prayer in hopes of a painless death, but he did it! Maybe the next time he rode one of the things he could try out something even more ballsy! However, now was not the time to think of such things. Now was the time to bask in his last few minutes of glory before preparing himself for the change. There was no more Gabriel Paxton, Only Uriel. And now, Uriel was prepared for this year's challenge. He would survive to be a 4th year, and then next, a 5th year. 

As he adjusted his eyes to the change of scenery, it was obvious he was no longer on earth. He had entered the black gate, and his school was within sight. Once again he'd have to put up a little bit of a farce, at least so none of the students would know what his father did and get any strange ideas. Nonetheless, as he had done the previous two years, he started to regret his choice of fake names. It was very similar in both meaning, as well as their endings and origins. He first chose it because he had thought people would doubt he would choose such a similar name if he was trying to hide himself, but still, it might have been a bad idea. 

Now [i] Uriel [/i] wasn't carrying much luggage with him on the griffin. His dad had already sent some of his clothes to the school beforehand, and he also had some 'leftovers' from last year in his room. so he was only carrying a backpack of some tools, identification, and other miscellaneous objects. The fact he hadn't been carrying much helped him birth another wonderful, and very intelligent idea. It was time for stunt 'numero dos'! Maybe Uriel just had a very smart griffin, or perhaps it was just one accustomed to stupidity. Either way it got Uriel's hint and stayed midair, keeping similar altitude as well as circling the spot where Uriel wanted to land. Uriel shoved his hands into the Bag of Mayhem, which had the initials BoM inscribed on it with black ink. After removing his hand from the BoM he had three marbles in his hand, all of them were cracked. 

At about one-hundred and fifty feet Uriel jumped off the griffin with vigor, and found himself falling towards the ground with his head leading the way. However after a few seconds he was able to adjust himself so that he had taken the position of a sky-diver. Not that he was jumping from such a height, no not at all. Its just that he was quick to prepare himself for impact. Now in his hand was three cracked marbles, two of them were purple and one light green. He was about twenty feet from the ground when he twisted his arm and launched them towards the ground. The impact of the marbles created a 'reverse-impact' zone after they detonated. The gravity marbles mixed with the wind and instead of creating a painful inward force, it lessened the velocity of Uriel's body tremendously while also pushing him away from the ground. After going through the field, he hit the ground without a scratch on him. Had he thrown the marbles earlier he could have even hit the ground feet first and stood tall!  

Once he had regained his balance, and picked himself up, he had heard announcements coming from the school and it's principal. There was some bored sounded lady speaking about taking your luggage and going to the main hall. Uriel had no real luggage beside his backpack with him, but it sounded like going there would be a good idea anyways. As he started to pick up a good walking pace, the message changed. Then thee headmaster took over the speakers and basically repeated what the other lady had said, with much more enthusiasm and a vulgar attitude. Uriel didn't hear much from the headmistress, but when he did it was often more fun then not. Uriel appreciated her attitude, as well as he way of speaking. At the very least if felt as though she had an attitude he liked.

Uriel looked up and he had saw the Griffin he was riding earlier still rotating in the air. After a few minutes had passed of it circling around Uriel from above it gained some more altitude and left to go somewhere else. Perhaps back to wherever all the other griffins went. [i] Godamn I would love one of those as pets [/i]. He gave it some consideration, were griffins common pets in Lucis? Would they be expensive? Although he doubted it was likely to happen, Uriel would have really liked to kept the most recent Griffin he had ridden as a pet. Would've allowed for a much more stylish way to get around the school too!