The God-Daughter
By Dog-Demon-Emiko
Chapter 5: Magic School part 2
Kyra awoke at 5:45am, not really knowing why. When she closed her eyes they stung a bit, proving she was still tired. But her mind was wide awake, not allowing her to go to sleep. She sighed and walked over to her bag. She didn't bring many clothes, only enough to last her about a week. She took a long hot shower anyway and grunted when it was only 6:15am. She patted dry her body, put on her undergarments, wrapped her towel back around her and sat on the floor indian style. Exhaling and inhaling deeply, her mind calmed and her body relaxed.
She was deep inside of her own mind, in the total darkness where she could still see herself. Deeming herself ready, she turned behind her and slightly to the left. She spaced her legs equally apart with one infront of the other and placed her hands calmly in front of her. With moves of the upmost grace she brought her hands palms up slowly and then palms down slowly until a blue light shown at her feet. A stream of water slithered up like a cobra, once high enough it stopped and floated like a ribbon being waved around heat. She turned to her right and put her legs out so she was squatting with a rigid look. She inhaled and then exhaled harshly, and brought her hands up with a fast motion, making a tiny boulder shoot from the green light that appeared.
She turned in a 45 degree angle and stood with her feet under her shoulders. With flexible and graceful movement, a gray light at her feet began to glow, and air surged up from and formed in a sphere invisable to the untrained eye. She turned around competly and planted her feet strenly. She took careful steps, moving her arms with every step, exhaled, and grunted when fire shot up from the red light. She turned back to where she started and closed her eyes. A white light appeared at her feet and soon after white tentacle looking streams appeared. Kyra sat in the middle, admiring her gifts, the elemnts which so kindly protected her, and made her, in a way.
She laid back, basking in the secure feeling of her own power. Nothing could touch her here, nothing could hear her here. She could come here and scream, cry, or use her powers to the greatest extent, and no one would know. She didn't have to cry on the outside, or hurt anyone. She was...all alone.
Suddenly the invisable ball glided swiftly under her nose. She smelled perfume, and cursed. She had forgotten to lay out her usual barriers to warn her if anyone was coming. A scream followed by a very faint "Oh my God," could be heard, and just like that all the elements dropped into their lights, which faded as soon as they did. The second the lights were gone the darkness shifted and she opened her eyes.
Phoebe thought something was strange as her mind woke up. It was quiet, very quiet. 'Wyatt's gone,' she realized. It was 5:30, normally at this time Piper would be up and getting Wyatt ready for magic school, but she wasn't. She swung her legs out of her bed and stretched in a cat like manner before going across the hall to see someone in the bathroom. She grunted and went to use the downstairs bathroom, she wouldn't be brushing her teeth yet, that's all. After washing her face and brushing her hair free of sleep knots she went into the kitchen to make some coffee. Piper was sitting at their small kitchen table, a cup of coffee already made.
"Morning hunny," Phoebe said softly. Piper looked tired and stressed, and even though she did quite often it wasn't a good look for her. Her big sister swung her mane of hair around her other shoulder and gave her a smile that said 'I'm-not-trying-to-be-mean-but-don't-bother-me'. Phoebe gave her a weak smile and went over to the table. "Rough night?"
"I talked to Leo last night. He asked the Elders if we could just keep Wyatt at magic school but they said they don't trust it. I don't understand, Magic School is a place of good magic, why wouldn't they trust it?"
"Piper, you know that they took Wyatt for his own safty-"
"Yes but I don't understand. We're babysitting! Why is it so serious that they took him? And if it really is that serious then why won't they tell us why? I don't like being left out in the cold like this Febez, I don't. What if something happens? I didn't even say goodbye to him!" Prue chose that moment to walk in. She looked as if she was going to say something but stopped when she saw Pipers face.
"She dosn't understand what's so important that they took Wyatt for." Phoebe explained. Prue sighed and stroked Pipers hair.
"That's what I want to know. Look I was up all last night with Margret, Magic's School Librarian, and she said that this Kyra is not all of what she seems, but that's all she knew."
"That's a lot of help," Phoebe grumped. With Prue not trusting Kyra, and Piper stressing over Wyatt, the tension in the house was making her insane.
"Yea I know. But we can't force anything out of her. I mean, we don't even know who these Dark Lords are or whatever, and their not in the book or Magic Schools books, except mentioned in the phrophices."
"Hey maybe we should talk to Dumbledore. If he can't tell us then screw it, we should give her back." Phoebe sighed.
"Phoebe she's an innocent not a package." Prue scolded.
"No," Piper intergected "we find innocents that are under attack, this one came to us needing protection from something that dosn't exsist. So I don't know what she is." There wasa silence that made them all slightly uncomfortble.
"Oh," Prue remebered "Did one of you leave your windows open? There's a huge draft upstairs." Piper shook her head.
"No, did Kyra?" Phoebe asked. Prue shrugged. "I'll go check, she has to get ready for school anyway,"
"I'll go with you," Prue offered. "I want to ask her some questions anyway." Phoebe rolled her eyes as they walked the stairs.
"Why don't you try a truth spell for crying out loud,"
"I should, huh?" Phoebe playfully pushed her sisters arm.
Phoebe found that Prue was right, as soon as they neared the door there was a loose wind pushing in and out of the hall, and it seemed to be leading to Kyra's room. With swift nods and determined faces, they approached with caution. Prue flung her hand up, making the door swing open.
"Oh my God," Piper whispered and Pheobe gasped. Prue stood there awe sturck at the sight. Kyra sat in the middle of the floor with nothing but a towel on. The wind pushing back and forth blew her locks back and forth. The girl herself gasped and opened her eyes, and for the first second they were totally white before she blinked and glared at them.
"What the hell-" Piper trailed off. Her face was a mixture between shock and anger. Kyra stood abruptly to her feet and composed herself.
"Ever tried knocking?" she defended, hoping that feinging anger would help her some. She blew it, they knew, and Dumbledore was going to have her head for it.
"Do you mind explaining to us what the hell that was?" Phoebe asked, clearly shocked.
"Actually, I do mind, thanks. Now do you mind getting out of my room so I can get dressed?"
"No! I'm tried of all your mysterires. Look, we have to protect you, and we can't do that if your keeping stuff from us." Prue shouted.
"I didn't ask to be protected! Now if you could only do me a favor and not!" Piper stepped forward, anger clearly evident in her features.
"Look, you are some kind of inportance because the Elders took my son. I won't get him back until whoevers coming after you is taken care of. SO if you could help us help you we can vanquish these guys, get you out of here,and everyone can be happy!" There was an eerie silence. How was she going to get out of this one?
"I was meditating, ok?" She snatched her clothes from her bag and moved towards the door to go into the bathroom.
"Oh no you don't," Piper seethed. She threw her hands up to freeze Kyra and was shocked when the girl didn't freeze. Kyra turned hard eyes on the middle sister.
"I'm a witch, I don't freeze." she growled and pushed past the seething sisters and into the bathroom.
When Kyra came out of the bathroom and downstairs she noticed that there was a door on the stair landing. Highly confused, she tried to recall if it as always there. She shrugged, she had no clue. Phoebe's voice carried through the dining room and into the living where she was standing. Without responding, she walked silently into the kitchen, glad her heavy combats kept her footsteps silent. Her dark navy jeans, black tank, black fishnet tank, and black fishnet gloves definetly gave her a rebelious look. No one said she had to be a goody-goody school girl.
Sitting in the kitchen were the sisters and a tall pale man. His gray eyes held power and wisdom but a certian darkness also. Her lip twitched, a sign of uneasiness.
"Kyra," Prue interupted "this is Gideon. He's the headmaster of Magic school and will be teaching you personally. He's an Elder so be nice." She warned.
'Personal teacher?' How was she going to get away with this bloak on her tail? She nodded her head in respect and shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you."
"The pleausres mine," he offered. She felt a gentle force pushing her back and probing at her for a second. Had she not been trained, she would have never noticed it. She summoned a bit of energy and pushed back. Gideon blinked, breaking his concentration. The girl indeed had some power in her. "Shall we take our leave?" he asked. Supressing a huff, she followed him to the door on the ledge.
Gideon stopped half up the stairs and waved to the sisters. Kyra acted very interested in the door to avoid saying goodbye. She hated goodbyes more than anything.
"See you later Kyra," Phoebe called. Not wanting to be totally rude, she offered Phoebe a small forced smile. Gideon put a hand on her shoulder and opened the door. She stepped through, feeling magic surround her totally. There was a hall way in front of her that went on for...what looked like miles. They were currently standing in a large circular room filled with books and 3 long tables.
"Well Kyra, welcome to Magic School. This is the study hall. There are also meetings and announcements held here."
"What are all those doors?" she asked.
"Well, every door holds a different thing. And with some of them, there not always the same every time you open it." One of her eyebrows shot up. "Magic School is a place built on power. These books are generations and generations of magical studies. For first timers magical school can be a way of finding ones self. When the Charmed ones frst came here they realized their own problems too." Kyra began to look around, halfly listining to whatever Gideon was saying. She browsed through the books on the shelves, finding things from werewolves to warlocks in them.
As she moved to take a book named "Symbols of Power" from the shelf, a large raven swooped from above. Being caught off gaurd, she yelped and ducked. She whipped around to see where the bird had went and realized it was gone. "What happened?" Gideon asked as he offered her a hand up. Instinctivly not taking it, she rose to her feet still looking around.
"A raven nearly tried to decapitate me!" she growled "Didn't you see it?"
"No, I saw nothing. Like I told you, everyone sees somthing different here at magic school. Are you sure you saw a raven? For a raven holds nothing good." Kyra nodded, her composure restored. A grim look crossed Gideon face for only a moment before he tried to change the subject. "Now, you said you were learning Defense Against the Dark Arts. Can I take that for what it sounds or am I wrong?" Finally stopping her search she looked at her new teacher.
"Yes. We learn spells, charms, and hexes to defend ourselves agianst a lot of dark creatures, like Boggarts, werewolves, and hinkypunks, and agianst dark wizards."
"Would you like to give me a demonstration?" Kyra raised her eyebrow, this was going to be easier then she thought. She took her wand out her boot and got into the proper dueling stance. "Without the wand, if you please. I've seen what those things can do." She blinked.
"I can't do magic without my wand, sir." Gideon nodded.
"Very well. On my count. One, two, three!" He threw tree white spheres at her. Not knowing what they were, she jumped out the way. They hit the floor with a light spark, they were nothing but electirc balls with not a lot of electricity. There was only one way to destroy electricity.
He threw one agian, this one larger. She had to think very quickly, so she made up a word. "Uman Gandre!" she shouted, not knowing what language she spoke in. It didn't matter though, she sent a bolt of electrcity through her hand and out her wand. It hit the ball head on, making it explode.
When the dust cleared, she looked at the tip of her wand. It was charred a bit but not permenetly damaged. It would heal itself in a few hours. She would need to pick up a Lighting Staff when she left.
"Not bad," Gideon praised. "You seem to have that subject down. Come," he summoned. He led towards the hallway. She didnt know how long they walked for but it had to have been a while. Her feet were going numb from it. "Ah! here we are." He was facing a door on their left and opened it. Inside was a small library/office. There was a large desk in the middle with a large chair behind it. There were books on the shelves that covered the walls and a small door leading off to the side. Behind the desk was a small fireplace that was unlit, and a kettle hung over it. The desk and book shelves were polished oak, and the floor was carpeted. "This is where you will do the rest of your studying. These are all inported books from Great Britian to suit your needs. I even managed to get books that are beyond your level."
"You won't be teaching me then?" she asked, looking at the books. 'Please say no!' she thought.
"Not all the time," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"As headmaster of this school and an Elder I have a lot to do, not to mention teach a class of my own. So only Tuesdays and Wednesdays I'll be able to teach you. So I think on those two days we'll work on your combat skills and transfiguration. I trust you can learn charms and other things on your own." Kyra nodded, this was going to be WAY to easy. "You will have a quiz every two weeks on History of Magic, so I expect you to actaully study. Today you can snoop, I'll come check on you in a few hours or so. Any questions?" Kyra's eyes wandered to the door leading off the room. "Oh yes! That is the staff kitchen. Students arn't allowed in there but if you manage to sneak something then I can't stop you. The bathroom is in there also incase you need it." She nodded and waved to him as he left. Staring at the closed door a smirk crossed her face.