The town was overwhelming. It took Esme a couple of minutes to take it in.

People bustled around her, draped in a multitude of coloured robes and hats. Those people came in all shapes and sizes, colours and genders, and species. Esme could have sworn she saw a humanoid dog-woman walk past her. The buildings matched the unconventional people. Large, misshapen homes and stores lined the stone roads. Esme watched in wonder, observing the people go about their business, in wonder.

Suddenly, someone in a black robe trimmed in silver pushed into her. He didn't even stop to apologize, though Esme took some of the blame for stopping in the middle of the walk way. But he didn't have to be rude about it.

"Excuse me!" she snapped.

Esme always had trouble keeping her mouth shut. As soon as those words slipped through her mouth, she bit down on her lip. That was pretty snide of her, and she knew it.

The boy stopped and turned his head to look at Esme. His narrow brown eyes peered at her through his shaggy bangs. The back of his black hair flared out a bit. He looked out right intimidating.

He continued his glare for what felt like ever to Esme. He finally turned back around and continued on with his stride, not saying a word to her. Even though no words were spoke except for Esme's outburst, she was terrified. Someone could have jumped her with a knife, and she would have felt just as scared as being glared at by that boy.

She shook off the terror and continued on with her self-tour. She needed to be at the headmaster's house almost as soon as she arrived at Wizard City.

Her brown boots tapped against the brown stones beneath her. She tried to look like she blended in by holding her head tall and not staring at everything. No one was looking, yet it felt like they were. It made the young girl feel even more awkward. She had a stutter in her step and her eyes darted around. She couldn't seem to keep up with her nervousness and had to lean against a nearby house. She was stressed and couldn't keep her breathing normal.

Trying to keep her mind off of her nerves, she took out a map from her pouch that hung around her waist and rested it on her knees. She looked around to figure out landmarks to help pinpoint her location. She was near the rainbow bridge, meaning she would need to continue walking for a bit and continue on towards the shopping district.

Esme stood up and put her map away. She brushed off her long, sky blue demoiselle dress. She threw her hood over her braided blonde hair and continued on her way.

She tried to be calmer, but still couldn't hide her nerves. Her journey took shorter than she thought. Soon she was standing, facing the large gate that stood in front of the great house.

Emse took a deep breath and walked up to the door. With a great knock, the door opened. She slowly walked in. Once she was fully in the room, the door closed. At the other end of the room, standing in front of a desk covered in scattered paper.

It was Headmaster Ambrose. Esme remembered him from a newsletter in Avalon, where she was born. She actually shared a hometown with him.

"Welcome young wizard," he greeted.

Esme walked closer, only to stop a few feet in front of the old wizard.

Ambrose narrowed his green eyes at her. He seemed to look confused.

"May I ask who you are?" he asked. "I am afraid my eye sight is failing."

Esme exhaled. She thought she had done something wrong, but relaxed when she heard the reason for his stare.

"Esme Daycatcher," she responded.

"Ah, the Daycatchers. I remember your father," he said. "Nigel. He was a trouble maker. A Storm wizard if I am correct…"

Esme nodded and responded with a simple, "Yes."

"Well, we should figure out what type of wizard you are," he said.

He gestured towards a podium that lay against the right wall. On it was a large book, open to its dingy pages. Ambrose walked up to the book, closely followed by the confused girl.

"Don't be shy, step up to the book," he said.

She did just that. Ambrose stepped back and Esme began to read.

What is the most powerful?

"What do I do?" thought Esme.

She wasn't going to write in the book. Thankfully, it seemed the headmaster noticed her confusion.

"Just think your answer," he explained.

Esme nodded and turned her attention back to the book.

"Most powerful, eh?" she thought. "Hurricane."

The text in the book soon changed, revealing a new question. Esme almost gasped at this. It was amazing.

Her dad had kept her on a tight leash when it came to magic growing up. Though himself a trouble maker when young, she believed he didn't want her to go down that same path. Thus he made sure she didn't abuse magic by making sure it was limited around her.

What bests describes you?

"I am extremely well-rounded," she thought.

What is your favourite animal?

"What strange questions," she thought. "How will these decide my school fairly? Unicorn."

What is your favourite season?

"Spring."

It felt like it was a personality quiz you take in middle school, not something that will affect your life forever. Yet she continued on.

What is more important to you?

"Cooperating."

The words vanished from the page.

"Looks like you are almost done," stated Ambrose.

"Only five questions," thought Esme. "That seems pretty cheep."

"Now place your hand over the pages and it will decide what house you belong to," continued Ambrose.

She did just that. Suddenly light emitted from the book and encased Esme's hand. The yellow light remained there for a while, before disappearing. With the light's departure, a symbol appeared on the once blank page. It was a circle trimmed with gold. The background of the circle was brown and in the center foreground was a green leaf.

"School of Life," announced Ambrose.

He tapped the bottom of his staff against the stone floor and suddenly Esme was overcome with a dull, green light. As soon as it disappeared, Esme noticed her clothing changed. She was now wearing robes similar to what the boy wore earlier. Only her robes were a leafy green trimmed in a cream.

"All of your stuff will be at your dorm room, along with your clothes and wand," explained Headmaster Ambrose. "All you have to do is turn left when you exit here and follow the road to the gate. There you will reach Ravenwood."

Esme nodded.

"Thank you, Headmaster," she said.

"Of course, young wizard," he said.

Esme slightly bowed and left the house. Ambrose's directions were easy to follow and she easily made it to Ravenwood.

"What a huge place," thought Esme.

She looked at the buildings near her, but what really caught her attention was the huge grandfather tree in the middle of the campus.

She was only brought back to her surroundings when someone ran right into her. She was knocked forward and fell on her knees. She heard the other person hit the ground with a thud.

She got up and turned around. Esme was all ready to apologize to the person and help them up, but paused when she saw who it was. It was that boy from earlier. And when he noticed who she was, he glared.

He stood up and brushed himself.

"Why do you always stop where people walk?" he asked.

His voice was harsh and the tone was totally unworthy. Esme clenched her fists, almost snapping back her response.

"Why don't you ever look where you are going?"

Esme bit her lip after she said that. She was partially at fault here, but so was he.

The boy continued his glare, but soon scanned her clothing.

"A Life wizard… Figures," he said, smirking a bit and folded his arms.

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked.

He just chuckled and just walked away.

Esme got so angry around him; she just wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.

"Did you see that? She survived a confrontation with Alric Nightstrider," whispered a nearby student.

"And she even snapped at him," commented another.

"Alric, hm?" Esme thought to herself. "So that's his name. What a jerk!"

She continued on, following her map, to her dorm.


So there you go. I introduced two original characters, plus Ambrose made an appearance. I am hoping to have a couple more canon characters introduced. A hint you ask? One of them is a teacher and another is a certain Death wizard, though probably not the one you are thinking.

I also want to introduce other original characters in here. And I want you, the users, to submit them. Form and rules are on my profile, above the Digimon form and rules. BTW, if you enjoy Digimon, check out my other fanfic. Be sure to follow my rules, or else! BUM BUM BAAAAM! *Eerie music*

Both OCs introduced this chapter belong to me.

Esme Daycatcher. Pronounced Ehz-may Dae-ceh-chr. Is a new wizard and a Life wizard at that. She is impressed by pretty much anything magical because of her naïve nature towards the topic.

Alric Nightstrider. Pronounced Ahl-rihk Niet-strie-dr. He is the first wizard Esme meets and comes off as a snide jerk. Esme has started a one-sided rivalry with him.