Witch Arrival
Gala Esfir, the local witch of Beacon Hills is forced to go to school. "I have to what!?" A voice screeched, a girl who looks to be around 13-14, with black hair and icy blue eyes, little pink now shaped lips formed in a sneer. Her light tan hourglass shaped figure.
"Wow..." Gala's little brother, Gabriel who's a werewolf. He was barely a pup who was abandoned by his pack at a young age. "Oh c'mon! I have to go to school but Gabriel doesn't!?" She huffed and crosses her arms over her chest.
Gabriel giggled at his older sister's antics. He raised his head after hearing the footsteps of his other sisters coming to the kitchen. Two heads peeked through the doorway, shyly walking in, embracing Gabriel quickly. "Ah Chieko, Megumi. What's wrong?" Gala asked the young twins in front of her, worried about them.
"We heard you yell, so we got scared." Chieko responded as her forest green eyes stared up at their sister. "We thought someone attacked." Megumi added as she hid behind Chieko.
Gabe let a cheeky smile slip on her face, as he made grabby hands at Gala. She picked him up, placing him on her hip letting him nuzzle her neck. "Sorry, just mother surprised me." A soft hum was heard as a woman around the age of 20, with piercing pink eyes, wearing a strapless pink dress, light pink flats. Her brown hair tied in a braid with a white bow. The woman smiled, raising a light tan hand, patting Gabriel's cheek.
"Now girls did you finish training?" The twins shyly nodded at their mother, and hid behing Gala. Chieko huffed and forced her older sister to take off her flannel, Megumi hummed and fixed the white undershirt Gala had under her flannel. Cieko tied the flannel around Gala's waist. Being still unsatisfied by Gala's appearance, they made her sit down. Their blue dresses moving around was the only thing heard as they fixed Gala's make up and hair.
Red lipstick, black eyeshadow to add a smoky effect, black eyeliner for a cat eye. Hair pulled into a messy side bun. Finally putting on her glasses, Gala blinked as her little sisters nodded happy with it. Their mother handed Gala a satchel, "Class starts in an hour." She dismissed Gala who huffed and left the house. She grumbles as she walked through the forest going to the town. She hears howling in the distance breaking into a run not wanting to deal with the local pack of Beacon Hills.
She gasped as she stumbled out of the forest and into the town. She panted noticed the academy is only a block way. After taking a few more breaths she started walking towards the school. She held her satchel close to her body, feeling it's magic pulse through it. She noticed the pins on it, feeling a smile form on her face. Brushing her fingers over the pins, the first on is wolves howling into the night, the moon over them.
Then the second one is witches, an angel and a demon huddled close almost looking like they're whispering as shadows dance around them. Then a pin of a tree, a light glowing in the middle of it, blinding the three people in front of it. She named it the 'Sparks of Nemeton.' She was unsure why she chose that name but it seemed to fit.
She started humming a Celtic song, feeling it calm her body. She felt a magical spike happen and hurried to the school. As she entered she sighed, "Beacon Hills Magic Academy, here I am." She felt the magic of novices, adepts, experts, and masters. It overwhelmed her as she walked to the office. A woman looked up from her book and smile.
"Hello, you must be Gala Esfir!" Gala nodded with a shy smile. The woman sighed and bit her lip, "You're a descendant of the leader from the ancestor of my witch coven correct?" Gala nodded, she had left the coven due to them wanting to do sacrifices. "Here's your schedule, handbook, textbooks, and the map of the school. Oh, your first class if with Mr. Hale which is Mythical lore!"
Let's just say Gala is interested in the amazing magic she is feeling right now.