Asuka Fujiwara's Story

The end of normal classes was done, and so the Magni were released to their designated classes specifically for them to learn to control their abilities. Magni filled the halls of Liuena Acamdey, the halls full of chatter and accidental slip up of their abilities.

Kirie

One such sixteen year old had that very same problem, but his was a bit more troublesome as he was bound to touch someone in the crowded halls, so every time his arm or shoulder brushed against a shoulder or arm, said person would get a light shock. Very few were lucky to only get a tingle in their arm.

”dammit! Why can’t I just stop shocking everyone, everywhere I go!” came a low tone. Some peple stared at this scrawny boy, with his shock of white hair and wine-red eyes, hidden behind the glare of his oval shaped glasses. Kirie looked around for a brief moment and put in his headphones to listen to some calming music, which helped him stop shocking people.

After the halls more or less cleared out Kirie found the room he was looking for, Room254 or as he liked to call it ”the land of misfits” a smug smile appeared on his face and he stepped into the room that he had been attending for the past few years after his Nana died. Kirie nodded to the teacher, a woman of a well-defined background of Hispanic culture and a bright smile that made anyone’s day. “Have a good summer Kirie?” ”yeah, it would have been fun if Raimei would have just gone with me to the beach” Ms. Brumfield laughed at his words and went back to her work.

you know I don’t mix well with water. What if I did come with you and killed everyone, even you Raimei’s voice never rose beyond that of a loud whisper but you could most definitely hear the fear in her voice. ”yeah, I know but still I missed you. But then again I was so busy with that damn training dad put me through I doubt I would have ever had time for the beach” shaking his head, Kirie leaned back, his hands laced behind his head and took a quick nap waiting for the new as well as old students who would no doubt be a bunch of misfits.

As his classmates reacted to his spectacular entrance, Connor flashed a huge, cheesy smile and flipped the thumbs up. He loved how his ability to brighten up a room hadn't changed. Suddenly a lot of things happened at once. His roommate Alvor caught his attention by tossing a crumpled up ball of paper at him which he caught one-handed before opening it to examine its contents. It was a comprehensive map of the school, complete with air-ducts, secret passageways, and a few things Connor hadn't seen before. The looked like whole secret rooms. He would most certainly have to test this map out. "Awesome! Thanks Al! This is sweet!" Connor waved at his roommate, thanking him for the map. Then, another pair walked up to him, first a cat, who introduced himself as Tama, followed by a nervous looking boy who said, ""I'm sorry, Tama here kind of likes to talk to whoever he finds interesting." After saying this he put Tama inside the collar of his shirt and awkwardly held out his hand. "Well my name is Jaxon Rhys, as we're to be classmates you can call me Jax." Connor took his hand and shook it. "I'm Connor, this little ball of mischief is called Hans, and we're glad to meet you." Connor said with a huge smile. "But Connor, we're not glad to meet him, or at least I'm not. I suppose meeting isn't a bad thing, but I wouldn't say that I specifically am glad to meet him. Stop lying Connor, dad told us it was bad." Hans said, his voice full of it's usual sarcasm and derision. "Sorry about him. He likes to pretend he's super aloof and hard to get along with. The little fuzz-ball actually loves people, so I'm sure he's glad to meet you." Connor explained.

Connor was just about to answer his brother, and call shenanigans because he doesn't walk anywhere, when suddenly the room was filled with a thunderous boom. The teacher, Ms. Brumfield, had walked in and clapped, signalling the young mages to sit down and get ready for their class. Connor took his seat and turned his attention to the board which had the words: Lessons on Magic control written in big loopy letters on the whiteboard. She directed a question at the class. "Okay so now that I have your attention who can tell me what you’re here for?" She asked and was immediately answered by both Kieran and a blonde haired girl Connor didn't quite recognize.

First was the blonde girl who said, "Same thing as all other years, because some people here can't control their magic." There was just the littlest bit of derision in her voice, as if she held disdain for anyone and everyone she didn't like. It was strange. Then Kieran answered, and his version made Connor have to stifle a laugh. Kieran deliberately provoked their teacher. "Well Mrs. Brumfield, that is quite simple, I am here supposedly to learn how to better control my magic. But let's all be honest here, I am probably just gonna goof off and cause trouble for you, all in the name of a few laughs out of my classmates. The same thing I did last year, and probably the reason that Mrs. Gregory said she could not teach this class again, I guess Connor and I are just too much for some people to handle." He finished with a smirk on his face. Connor buried his face in his notebook, attempting, and failing, to hide his laughter. It was just too funny. Finally, once he'd contained himself, Connor sat back in his chair and actually prepared himself to take notes. Connor would never tell Kieran, but he felt like... actually trying this year. Connor wanted to get better at controlling his water magic, the pranking capabilities with water were endless, especially because water was such a harmless medium. Further, it gave him an excuse to keep his ability to shapeshift to himself. The better he got at manipulating water, the less he'd have to rely on shifting. WHat connor didn't know, however, was that soon, shifting would become his entire focus.