Christopher Robin Robinson's Story

Christopher Robin
"Come on, we're super late!" exclaimed Christopher Robin. Christopher Robin Robinson was sixteen years old. He hated his name. His friends called him Robin or they would if he had any. Robin was a sweet, good natured boy but he was different. He had grown up around humans all his life and they had cast him out because he was weird. This was going to be his first year at the hidden high school and he was excited. Terrified too but mostly excited. He was looking forward to meeting some other shapeshifters.
"You know we can still turn around," said his mother. Robin frowned, "I don't think so. You promised. I'm not going back to a normal high school just so I can be bullied for the next two years. I want to be with people like me!"
"But honey they're all a bunch of fr..." His mother wisely stopped but it was too late and the damage had been done.
"Freaks huh! Yeah I guess I am a freak. But who cares because at least I'm not heartless like you two!" The car suddenly braked and his dad turned his seat furious.
"How do you speak to your mother and me like that, you little brat!" Robin went silent, he hated conflict and he suddenly felt sick. He opened his car door and stepped outside into the chilly but fresh air. He breathed in deeply calming his frazzled nerves. He leant back into the car.
"I'm flying the rest of the way there," he snapped. And without another word he took off running. Feathers sprouted all over his body and he began to rapidly shrink. His nose fused with his mouth and became a sharp beak. His clothes melted into his skin which became very pale before erupting with more feathers. Soon he had become a small sparrow. Not quite as dramatic as an eagle but Robin didn't like drama. That had been the second time in his life that he had shouted at his parents. They had shouted at him many times before but he had always been silent, frozen with fear. He wasn't very brave but he was extremely kind. It wasn't long before he realised that he had left his stuff in his parents trunk but it was too late to go back. He sped above the trees like an arrow. He knew the general direction of the school and thankfully a large, white dragon, or at least large in comparison to his current size, had flown nearby. He figured it was heading in the same direction as him. He took care to have a large distance between him and the dragon because he was actually scared out of his mind. He had never had a dragon swoop down out of nowhere before and it had left him pretty shaky. The dragon soon sped out of sight, it's wings being much larger and stronger than his but he continued in his current direction. It wasn't long before he saw the school and he thankfully circled down and landed in a courtyard. He shook himself sending water flying as he began the change back into a boy. His clothes changed back too luckily. It had taken him quite a while to get the hang of shapeshifting his clothes as well as his body but it had been worth it. Now he didn't have to constantly buy new clothes.
Robin shivered, he was completely drenched and had no spare change of clothes. He looked around and gave a sigh of relief when no dragons appeared. The only other person in the court yard was a pretty girl who looked about his age. She was dancing around in the pouring rain without a care in the world. He gingerly walked towards her.
"Er... hi. I'm Robin. I'm new, I don't suppose you know where I could get some dry clothes?"

~Circe SanGreal~
Circe sharply turned her head as a boy spoke to her. He looked pretty nice. Shy, too. She beamed and turned to him. "Hang on!" she thought for a moment, until she looked up sharply and pointed at him. "Sciath báisteach!" she exclaimed. "That should keep you dry for a while..." she murmured. "Tirim!" she exclaimed again. She smiled, pleased with her work. "Now you are dry and can stay dry, so you don't need to go through all the trouble of changing." Pleased with her work, her bright smile grew and she stuck her hand out to the nameless boy. "My name is Circe SanGreal, and I'm a witch! What's your name?" she tilted her head to one side as she asked the question. She loved meeting new people and helping them out. 

Robin felt a little awkward. This girl, Circe, sounded generally interested in that which others hated in him. It was as though the world had turned on its head. He was still a little weirded out that there was magic and this girl was so chill about it. Still if she decided to turn him into a toad he could just shapeshift back into a boy again.
"I'm a... shapeshifter," he mumbled. "Sorry I've never really been very open about it. People have always prefered if I don't talk about it. And are you an enchantress?" Robin didn't want to say the word witch in case Circe was offended. Witch's in his mind were green with warts on the end of their nose. This girl was nothing like that at all.

~Circe SanGreal~
She giggled again at the boy's question. "I'm a witch! And my sisters and brothers and parents and grandparents and great-grandparents too!" she exclaimed with obvious enthusiasm. "A shapeshifter, huh?" She remarked wistfully. "I've never met one of those before. I don't get why people don't talk about their powers. If I was allowed to, I'd scream it to the world! 'Hey world! I'm a witch!'" With that exclamation, she did a little twirl. "I mean, what could they do to us? My ancestors survived the Salem Witch Trial easily. I'm pretty sure nowadays people would be more accepting of us."

Robin stood opened mouthed. Circe just screamed to the world that she was a witch. If she had done that back where he lived everyone would have laughed at her and then probably beaten her up too for good measure. I guess I'll just have to get used to talking about my true nature he thought.
"My parents are both human. I never even knew a magical community existed until two years ago. The school sent a letter but when my parents threw it away they sent a teacher. He was a shapeshifter like me. I always thought that I was the only one. All my life I'd been different, surrounded by normal humans who constantly bullied me. I only managed to persuade my parents to send me here a couple of weeks ago. It's really weird being in a place where I can really be myself and it's accepted." Robin realised that he was really happy that he was here. It was like he'd truly found home and already he'd made a friend.
"People are pretty chill about witches. They call themselves wiccans but most of them are crazy women who just burn candles. Not like you, I mean you're so legit. If I went up to a normal human and said 'hey I'm a shapeshifter' they'd probably call the mental asylum. Sorry I'm rambling, I do that when I'm nervous, new school and everything. So Salem Witch Trials huh? That's cool."

~Circe SanGreal~
"Hm... yeah. I guess it's pretty cool," she said modestly. Smiling knowingly, she added, "And don't be so nervous. Everyone here has an ability that makes them special. Just like you. So no one's going to call you a freak or whatever because everyone here is a freak in their own special way. I take the term as a compliment. It means you're unique. So unique that it makes the 'normal' people jealous." With this little statement, she giggled. Circe was really glad she was helping the boy out. He had look so distraught upon arrival. But now, he was starting to look a little more at ease.

Christopher Robin
Robin shivered, he was perfectly dry but the cold was starting to get to him now.
"Do you mind if we go inside? It's a bit chilly and I really wanna see my room. Unless you need to do some more dancing?" Robin wondered if it was a witch thing or whether Circe just liked to dance around for fun. He couldn't comment though, he had danced in the rain many times when he thought no-one was watching. He admired Circe's confidence, she didn't care that he had seen her dancing. Robin sighed wishing he could be more like Circe in that respect.

Christopher Robin
As soon as he asked about the dancing Robin felt an odd tugging sensation, it was like falling asleep when you're trying not to. He suddenly saw in his mind's eye another boy with beautiful black wings in the middle of a giant battle. The boy looked like he was in pain and Robin tried to reach out to him but as soon as the weird vision had started it stopped and Robin was in front of Circe again. That was really weird he thought to himself. Circe thankfully didn't seem to have noticed his weird zoning out. Robin decided to make a mental note of this and see whether he could find out the dark haired youth was.

~Circe SanGreal~
Circe shook her head vigorously, causing her fair curls to whip back and forth under her pointy hat. Then, she smiled up at Robin. "Let's go!" she declared and turned around quickly, her cloak swishing behind her as she led her newfound companion inside the large halls of the old school. 

"Hm..." She looked around, then pointed in one direction. "I think the dorms are that-a-way..." Circe started off in that direction, turning her head to see if Robin was following. 

Christopher Robin
Robin followed obediantly. Circe was pretty speedy and he was at a near jog trying to catch up. Robin gazed around at the strange surroundings. It was like being at Hogwarts, he half expected ghosts to come out of the wall. He felt a lot calmer that he had ten minutes ago, mostly thanks to Circe. Speaking of, "Hey do you know where you're going?"

~Circe SanGreal~
Circe raised an eyebrow. "Eh... no," she admitted, hanging her head. A moment later, her head was up and she was perky as ever, straightening the hat atop her head and marching forward and down the hall. She was pleased to see a sign that indicated the dorms were that way. "Great! Let's go!"

Robin was taken aback at Circe's eraticness but he thought she was pretty cool.
"Hey Circe, what classes are you taking? I'm taking beginners monster history, flight, english, survival and cooking. I don't suppose you're taking any of those?" he said hopefully.

~Circe SanGreal~
As they continued down the hall and to the left, Circe tried to recall her classes. "I'm taking Flying and Survival like you, and I'm also taking Advanced Monster History, Tactics and Strategy, aaaaand Combat," she finished, smiling cheerfully as ever. They reached a hallway full of doors on each side. 

Before Circe had time to respond a nearby door opened and a pale boy with a shock of dark hair stepped out.
"Hey, guys," he said looking Robin up and down. "Hmm, a fellow shapeshifter? So what are you? Bird? Dog? Cat?" Robin stood open mouthed. It was the boy from his weird vision earlier. And he had wings. Robin had only seen one other person with wings and that had been himself when he looked in the mirror when he had tried to make himself like an angel once for fun. This was amazing another shapeshifter. Robin stuttered, "I'm a human sir... er dude er..." Robin lapsed into an embarassed silence and blushed. Robin felt super awkward and didn't know what to say. This boy looked super cool with a long, black coat that fluttered gently in some draft. His own outfit composed of a blue sweater, jeans and a pair of tatty sneakers.

The awkward silence was broken by a new arrival, another boy, with brilliant, green eyes. He muttered something indistinct under his breath and sank to the floor. Tears rolled down his face. Robin rushed to his side, "Are you ok?".

Notices that robin is looking at him and how his tears broke the serenity in the room

" fine"

stands to take a seat.

turns back to robin

" your lucky your human"

I look to Ryan on the floor, "You ok? You seem a bit down," I say with a awkward smile on my face, I turn to Circe then to Robin. "Was it something i said?"I say looking back down to Ryan, "Ryan, is it? Are you okay mate?" I continue, then i scratch my neck in the awkwardness, i move my hand along the back of my neck, noticing the feel of a feather from my wings. My eyes slowly widen as i realise my wings were seen by everyone. As they are expanded, i let them rest down to my back.

" thanks robin and erm................."

*bites lip trying to work out the person in front of me's name*

" i'll be fine"


occ: sorry for confusion but ryan played by me is the one upset on floor

"Well as long as you're ok," Robin smiled at Ryan.
He quickly turned to the boy with wings and Circe and Ryan virtually dissapeared from his mind. After his initial shyness he was keen to learn all he could about his fellow shapeshifter. "So you're a shapeshifter too? I've only ever met one other shapeshifter before, You're wings are pretty awesome, I find it hard to be half human or half animal. Gotta be one or the other for me. I bet you can turn into lots of super, cool animals huh? I've only mastered small mammals and birds. I tried fish once but I nearly drowned, I didn't quite transform my lungs properly or something. Scariest moment of my life. Never attempted an aquatic animal again after that." Robin was getting really excitable meeting another shapeshifter and was eager to learn more about his kind.

I smile at Robin at his comment here "Not quite, I can only transform into a human, I'm a black eagle in a human form. That's why i always have these wings." I say while expanding my huge wings in front of them. I laugh at his drowning comment and walk up to him. "So your new to this shape-shifting then?" I say while leaning back onto the wall with my wings going back behind me. I rub my chest after the constant pain there. I turn to face my room, looking around, seeing if anything happened while i was unconscious.