Jörmungandr Sternberg's Story

Hel was sitting, eating when a fellow student entered. Jorry who was reading at the time, looked up to see him and he hissed something. Hel merely set a hand on her brother's shoulder. "Shush, bruder. He has done nothing to us..." she turned back to her frozen yogurt when Fenrir barked and hopped up into the seat. "Yes, Fenrir?" he barked again before he trotted over to the new boy. "Verdammt, Fenrir!" she stood up and chased after her brother.

Fenrir was sniffing the other boy when he was picked up by Hel. He whined softly. "I'm so sorry about him..." She turned Fenrir to look her in the eyes. "Why must you cause trouble?"

Anselma had moved away from the boy when Fenrir jumped out of her arms again and tackled the boy, licking his face and making an almost human laugh. She rushed back over there, Jörmungandr in tow. "Fenrir! You're so stupid, Brother!" she pulled him off and handed him to Jörmungandr, who took the squirming dog back to their table. She sighed and helped the boy back up. "I'm so sorry about him... I'm not sure why he did that..." She handed him a hankerchif and bowed. "Once again, I'm sorry about my brother..." she walked back to their table and sent a cold glare at the little black dog, who was laughing.

"He's a moron, we get it. Now eat, Hel." Jörmungandr told her and she nodded, sitting and enjoying the rest of her frozen yogurt.

Anselma finished her food and threw it away. Fenrir sniffed the food on the ground before he dug in. Jörmungandr blanched. "You really are a dog..." The little wolf laughed.

"Shut up, you stupid snake or I'll eat you too!" he said, licking the plate clean before grabbing it with his teeth and skillfully putting it with the rest of the dishes. "I'll be sleeping with Hel tonight, by the way." Both Hel and Jörmungandr rolled their eyes as they headed to the dorms. When they reached 602, Hel entered with Fenrir and gave their brother a wave goodbye. Jorry merely nodded his head and headed to his dorm, 603.

Hel sat on one of the bed before pulling out a small wand. She waved it and everything that was in her bags began to unpack itself. Jorry merely laid on his bed, everything unpacked for him. Both decided to wait for their roommates than hunt them down.

Rafe watched as one girl got close to his table and quickly walked away. It was nothing personal, simply a matter of being shy. He left his food where it was, and made his way for the door. Again, he hit the button for the doors to automatically open before he ran out. Slowly as he made his way to the front doors of the school, he morphed back into his human form. As he did so, he sighed then closed his eyes. Suddenly, he was in his dorm room, standing right next to his bed. He gave a small smile and watched the black smoke dissipate from around him. This is when he noticed someone was in there with him. "You must be my room mate." He stated then took a deep breath and stuck out his hand. "You can call me Rafe."


Jack sighed before settling on a table that was first occupied by a wolf then a girl walked away from. It was far in the back, away from sight. Just like she liked it. Slowly she made her way back to it and watched as most of the people started to leave. She was somewhat grateful. She hated big crowds. They always had something negative to say, then again, that was just people in general.
As she finished her breakfast, she decided it was time to head back up to her room, despite the fact she didn't really want to. To most people, it would look like she was sulking all the way to her dorm. However when she got there, she was greeted by the fact no one else was there. Though she was curious as to where her room mate was, she wasn't complaining.

"You must be my room mate."

Jorry looked up from his book to see a red head boy. He inclined his head yes and turned back to his book. He wanted to ignore him but he kept talking.

"You can call me Rafe."

"Jörmungandr" he grunted out, shaking the proffered hand before going back to the book. Maybe now, he'd be left to his own devices. He somewhat doubted that as his legs became a snake's tail and moved so the sun hit his scales.

Hel pointed the wand at a rock that sat on the drawer and made it float. "Gotcha, you stupid device..." She spun the wand, making the rock spin. Fenrir yipped and barked, happy for his sister.

"Good job, schwester!" he barked in German and English, making her laugh quietly.

Jorry kept reading as Rafe left. Maybe he'd get the room to himself. The door opened again and he cursed inwardly. 'No rest for the Wicked...' he thought, putting the book down. His roommate wanted nothing to do with him. Good. Suddenly the door slammed open and his sister came walking in.

"Bruder! I fixed it look!" she held up the wand and he took it. "It'll lift anything now! Promise!" Jorry nodded and pointed it at the trunk he brought his things in and watched it rise and fall gently.

"Good job..." he muttered, as his sister sat on the bed. Fenrir followed her and laid on Jorry's tail. "Lazy ass dog."

"Stupid snake faced ass..." he muttered back, opening on eye to look at him.