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Chapter 1: Only A Girl?
It had been two weeks since the Carlisle had informed the rest of the council of his findings- two weeks since he had also asked for protection from the oncoming threat for his school and two others- located deep in the forests of Europe and Asia respectively. The council agreed- it was only natural to protect the past and the future of magik from the old traditions to the history books...to the many diverse children who walked through its halls.
Only now- two weeks down the track, their lack of response to his plead even after they had promised protection from the Custos (AN: protector in a sense of guard or keeper in latin), tested his patience. The Custos were the most highest and valued guard which protected the essence of magik- they consisted of many unknown faces who were formidable opponents. Amongst the guard he knew only two- Jane and Alec; the witch twins who had the power to induce pain and cut of the five senses. They were both ruthless spell casters whose passive skills did so much damage- their magik rarely came into play. Even then, Carlisle knew little of them- no one outside the Custos has ever seen the witch twin's magik and ever lived to tell the tale.
Carlisle hoped they would send the twins to the Americans, but he- as the rest of the head masters knew they would most likely be kept in Europe- alongside Aro leader of the council and headmaster of the Europe schooling branch. Aro, being the mage who had found and saved the twins, growing and developing their skills only par to their loyalty to him. Carlisle mind then drifted to image of who would be sent from the Custos to his domain. Would they be intellectual and wise? Or would they be only full of brawn and strength? Nothing could be for sure- the selection process of the Custos was unknown to many- even for High ranked Elders like him.
Carlisle's musings were halted at the loud knock on his door.
"Come in-" he said calmly.
Blake opened the door slightly- a habit he had instilled in Edward in their younger years. "Sir-" Blake started
"Son, we talked about you calling me Sir outside of working hours" Carlisle interrupted, amused at Blake's stubborn nature.
"Forgive me, Father" Blake's usual emotionless face smiled slightly, "But there's someone here to see you. Two people, actually. From the council I presume?"
"Finally- I was beginning to get worried they had forgotten about us"
"Shall the rest of the teachers be informed of their arrival, Father?"
"Son, you worry too much. The staff will be informed with the students, after we attend to the matter"
"As you wish, Father" and with a small bow, Blake left the room as fast as he had appeared, shutting the door silently behind him.
Carlisle went to his desk to retrieve his phone to dial the number to his beloved.
"Carlisle?" A sweet husky voice answered, reminding Carlisle of the many years they had spent together doing nothing but each other.
"Esme, I need you here now. Get out of class, and meet me outside my office. The people sent from the council have finally arrived…"
Esme and Carlisle walked hand in hand down to one of the meeting rooms- where they could discuss important matters away from prying mind spells and many more alike. The room was considerably empty- only housing a rather large table surrounded by chairs at the centre. To one of the corners there was a small kitchen bench with a cupboard and fridge stocked with long life magical enhanced food. Another door in another corner had a bathroom with a small shower and toilet, a basin with a mirror hanging on the wall. The rest of the room was bare of all furniture, bare of all luxuries to minimise the chance of hiding magical equipment which could be used to record the meetings held place in here.
Of course, the room was also enchanted, that was a given. But the side effect to this was that no one could neither enter to leave the room once a meeting took place, hence the need for a kitchen and bathroom.
As they were around the corner they heard a rather loud voice ring out.
"SHE IS FROM THE COUNCIL? THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! SHE IS BARELY 15, AND ACCORDING TO HER BODY, HER MAGIK IS NO WHERE NEAR DEVELOPED"
"Mr Malloy, please be reasonable- she bares the mark of the council guard…so she has to be sent from the council"
Blake tried to reason.
"It could be fake! Liars like these should be put into jail or have their magik bound, that would teach the dam punks!"
"I agree with my husband," Another nasal voice- belonging to none other than Mrs Malloy- called out, "Let me tell you, my daughter would never pull the horrible tricks kids these days tend to pull. It's no wonder why her magik is so developed and above par" she continued.
Blake could barely conceal his humour- unknown to the Malloy's- Lauren was the most horrid girl of the century. Her rags of clothing she wore underneath her trench coat often revealed more than any man wanted to know providing much needed humour to the students in the hall. Her many failed advances on his brother, Edward were another source of humour. No matter how much they could not deny how her magik was unusually advanced for her age (many, many years ago) it only provided her with false confidence and allowed her to train less than her peers making her technique astoundingly poor.
Esme caught the look on her son's face and shook her head disapprovingly. Although even she had heard of the horror of Lauren Malloy her nature could not allow her to make any remark against any children- as her eyes had blinded her from all their faults.
"I'm sure there is an explanation for all of this. But first shall we gather all the Deputies and head to the meeting room to discuss our queries?"
All heads turned to Carlisle and his wife Esme, as they stepped pass the small crowd towards the doors which led to the meeting room. Some faces held respect, others (such as Mr Malloy and his wife) held only contempt and envy of their position- a position which in their eyes was reserved for themselves, before Carlisle and his family came a long and ruined their plans for power.
Carlisle was then faced with an unfamiliar girl. A small frail girl with a small heart shaped face framed with large doe eyes. Her long brown waves hung low to the middle of her backside and her disproportioned pink tinted lips contrasted greatly against her creamy skin. She was like a porcelain doll- the kind you placed at the top of your shelf behind glass so no harm would come to it. The kind you would admire from afar, the kind that would scare kids at night with its realistic beauty.
"My darling, you must be tired from your long journey! Come in, come in! Let us sit." Esme's voice cooed- she too was taken by the girl's innocence, her beauty and her vulnerability.
Standing next to the girl was a lamb, walking on its hind legs- fit with a simple pink and purple parka like dress with a bow hanging around its neck. A hat rested snugly over its horns at the top of its head. The small lamb looked like a stuffed animal- a large plushie children would carry around .
It was not uncommon for mages to have pets, magical creatures who could communicate perfectly and fight when needed as most mages could summon such beings. Yet it was unusual to have a creature outside of missions and battles as keeping a familiar summoned indefinitely was taxing and dangerous for even the most advanced magicians. Yet the worn clothing on the animal said otherwise- it looked as if the poor little lamb had travelled with the girl for weeks- maybe months.
It was a while before the girl could even slightly respond to Esme's kind gesture; even then she would only tilt her head down the hallway- as if to say someone was coming.
Her movements were watched carefully under Mr Malloy's judging eyes- for he did not believe, even for a second that a small frail girl could ever be worth his time.
"She can't even speak" he whispered to no body particular.
True to the brown eyed beauty's words- only moments later a tall, dark and handsome man walked silently down the hall. His hair was the same dark brown as the girls but instead of the pools of chocolate- his eyes were a bright, piercing blue. The similarity between the two ended their for his facial features were more rough and sharp- but never any less beautiful.
"Hello" He said, "Sorry I'm late, I wanted to get our bags up into the house before the meeting started they are awful heavy. Good thing Andrew stayed up there to start unpacking and cleaning u-"
"Excuse me…" Mr Malloy rudely interrupted, "Did you just say Andrew? I thought Blake here said there were only two of you- unless if I dare say- that girl is an imposer!"
The girls eyes sparked with anger, her patience had worn thin with the horrid man.
The man stepped up when he saw her mirth- he knew how dangerous her anger was. He knew of the devastating consequences she could come to regret when her mind became clear of the red misty haze.
"I'm sorry, Mr Malloy was it? Well you see…Andrews a sheep- much like dear ole Shaun here" he pointed to the small lamb standing beside the girl and then scrunched his nose as he pictured another sheep beside Shaun. "Except, Andrew has a red bow!" he continued.
There was a moment of silence where Deputy Mages of the school were all stunned before the man continued once again.
"I am Ethan- and this" he gestured to the girl "is Bella. Now, let us go in to discuss the rest shall we?"
The six members of the staff walked silently in the room and towards a large wooden rectangular table. At one end, sat Carlisle at the head of the table, on his right sat Esme and to his left sat Blake, who was once again expressionless. The Malloys sat beside Esme and the Denalis opposite to them.
Ethan and Bella chose to stand instead- as Shaun walked towards the kitchen to make drinks for everyone.
"What a convenient pet" Mrs Malloy sneered in envy, if only she had a familiar in which she would enslave but alas, she did not inherit her father's strong summoning lineage but was struck with being spell caster from her mother's side- specialising in the elements- a common feat which even wielders, who in her opinion were dumb weapon swingers only good at fighting but were hopeless at magik, could accomplish. Her denied birth right to summoning power had left her with life long resentment towards all other summoners- placing them above wielders in her hate book.
Which was no wonder why she had imprinted and chosen to marry Mr Malloy- who was a coyote shape shifter
Her comment went ignored for Bella and Ethan hated anyone to tried to degrade members of their family but had no choice but to stay silent rather than to invoke violence.
Not long later, while Shaun was handing out drinks, the silence was broken by none other than Mr Malloy himself.
"Let's get to business, I have no time to waste" he complained.
Ethan nodded as Bella stayed perfectly still. Slowly they walked to the other end of the table and stood behind the large plush chair.
"Head Master and Elder Cullen" Ethan started, "We have come from the central council to assist and protect your school"
"I assumed as much" Carlisle nodded, "but I was wondering, if I may, of the delay between the councils insurance for protection and your visit here now"
"As you are well aware, these are tough times Elder. Bella and I came directly after finishing our other mission up in Alaska. However we are here to stay until the threat is eliminated, either by us or until it becomes non-existent"
"Excuse me- what do you mean until the threat becomes non-existent?" Mr Denali interrupted, unlike the Malloys, Eleazar Denali was a calm and collected scholar of magik arts. Holding a vast knowledge of spells, elements, fighting technique as well as familiars, Mr Denali was considered a remarkable right hand man to none other than Carlisle Cullen himself. Yet- Mr Denali is also known to be feared for where he lacks in power he makes up in knowledge in which to best counteract an attack, inflicting maximum damage and with great efficiency.
"Well, Mr Denali- according to the files we were given, all this is just a speculation of what could happen, no? Although the central council has taken precautions by sending Bella and I here if the threat does not escalate within the next 6 months or so then I'm afraid we would have to abandon this mission for a more demanding one."
The room went quite as the Deputy and their wives soaked up Blake's information. Six months sounded like a reasonable time period- the attack on the South African schooling branch was a mere THREE months after groups of adolescent had been reported missing.
But even with these numbers, Carlisle Cullen was in distress. There could be no room for doubt when it came to Forks Speciality High- it was more than just a historical monument, it was his home. It was his children's home and home to many other children were they could develop their abilities and compare ideas, where they could be free of human prying eyes and just be. Their powers are nothing to be ashamed of- it was what made them unique.
But Carlisle knew the world thought differently. Society aimed to conform the vastly unique and talented people to become more...normal. The children would be dubbed as freaks, unnatural, demons.
No, these numbers did not satisfy Carlisle at all. 6 months, 24 weeks, 168 days. It wasn't merely enough time to assess the situation with the lives of many at stake. The school was not a statistic.
Carlisle hated it, and so he verbalised this thoughts.
It seemed like hours before the meeting was called to an end, leaving both Bella tired, grumpy and irritated. She had little sleep the night before- the mixture of excitement and anxiety over her first day of school...ever left her tossing and turning the whole night. There were so many things to worry about...like what to put in a bag? How would you make friends in the middle of the semester when everyone already formed small groups? What did classes even feel like?
Ethan only looked at her in amusement- choosing to do nothing to help with her predicament but to go to the local store to purchase a digital camera to replace the other one Bella smashed after he recorded her first time dressed as an oversized fruit for Halloween.
"Ethan….?" She sighed
"Yeah?"
"...Are you really leaving me here to continue school after 6 months?"
Ethan stopped abruptly and turned to face his only sister in the small corridor, one of many which led them back to their house on the outskirts of the school boarding grounds.
"Bella" he sighed "you were there, it was the only way to please the 'big boss', besides I thought you wanted to go school for longer- I swear you were even excited to go"
"I know, but not without you! I don't even know the first thing about going to school!"
"Bella, you'll be fine. Now what did you really want to ask me?" it was like talking to a toddler sometimes, he mused.
Bella looked down as a blush worked its way up her neck and spilled evenly across her cheeks. Ethan only tapped his foot in response- knowing Bella's confidence to ask the question would vanish if he commented on it.
"What...what do I bring to school?" She whispered
Ethan laughed; out of all questions he certainly did not expect that. Typical Bella, her mind did always run at a tangent to the rest of the world. Bella huffed and stomped her foot on the floor- in both embarrassment and anger looking like anything but menacing.
"Anything you want, Bells, anything you want"
And so we're introduced to sweet Bella and big brother Ethan as well as cute little Shaun and Andrew the sheep...
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