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Annettia Strattonia

"With love and hatred battling within me, I'm afraid I may destroy myself completely."

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a character in “When Teenagers Collide.”, originally authored by Kura Ravengade, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Annettia Saiber Strattonia
Race: Hybrid; With a mother who was a pure-blood, wholesome Angel, and a father that was a Hybrid also, Annettia was the outcome of the affair that blossomed between the two - a one-third Witch, one-third Fallen, and one-third Pure Angel.
Age: 16
Year: 10th; Sophmore
Gender: Female
World: Karinova

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Appearance: With fiery, red locks that reach to her to her knees, and mesmerizing, gentle purple eyes, she is the perfection of angelic, witch beauty, combined into one. Although compelling, she also has an appearance that causes people to cross the street and walk on the opposite sidewalk. Her skin is a pale peach, almost porcelain in color, and she seems to be unable to tan or acquire a sunburn. She has no blemish of any sort, neither a freckle nor a zit, and stands at the average height on Earth, 5'6", with a weight of 126lbs. With more of an hourglass figure, she works hard to remain in shape, and has obvious curves that she attempts to hide at times, and wings that reach to the large expanse of eight feet.

Wings

The right wing is a pure white, which sparkles in the sunshine, and the left an onyx black, which sparkles in the moonlight. These two appear while she is her normal self, in exactly that way. The right wing is white, and the left is black. In her Fallen form, Anne, she is completely different. She changes appearance in every way but height and body shape.

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Personality: Due to her odd status as a Hybrid, Annette has a bit of a multiple personality disorder. In actuality, it would be named bipolar, for she has only two personalities. It's a mild case, for her other personality only makes a show when her necklace is removed. When in her other form, she prefers to be referred to as 'Anne', yet in her normal state, insists on people calling her Annette.
Annette: Annette is a sweet and gentle young woman, which obviously comes from the Pure-Angelic side of her genes. She uses her powers only when necessary, and when to defend the innocent and weak, or really just anyone. Her kindness oft times is taken granted of, but fortunately, those who surround her think of her as the kid sister who needs protecting, who cannot take care of herself. She comes off as quiet and shy, but in actuality, only speaks when spoken to, or when she has something to say, that is worth the breath speak. She adores children and animals, and has yet to find a person to hate. It's difficult not to love her, and she sometimes does not seem to realize this, and is a bit insecure about herself.
Anne: Anne, however, seems to be the precise opposite of Annette. With a fiery temper that matches her appearance and strong tie with the element, she is a complete spit-fire. Hard to control and pig-headed, she is extremely difficult to get along with, and once her mind is set on something, it's hard to sway her from that decision. She could argue up a storm that the sky was pink and that oceans were purple naturally, and end up convincing you in the end. She has a rough approach to dealing with people, which often pushes them away and causes them not to speak with her. Although all of this is true, she is a loyal person, and will follow a person to the end of time if they were to request her to do so and she finds them worthy.
Despite the separate personalities, her hybrid state causes her to feel as if she fits in nowhere. When asked what species she is, she refuses to tell the person, unless they are close and she trusts them completely and wholly.

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History: For a child of Annettia's case, childhood was difficult for her. She was constantly the outcast, despite her hard attempts to fit in and become welcome into the arms of her peers. The only up to her life was the fact that she had loving parents, who doted upon her constantly as she grew up. She despised attending school, despite her intelligence. The children she call her classmates would dare each other to speak to her, and just as she would become hopeful that the child would honestly want to be her friend, they would crush those hopes as they laughed at her expense, at her tears. Children are children, no matter what world they are from, no matter what species they are, and they could truly be the most cruel people one could meet.

The severity of the bullying began to lessen throughout the years, and by the time she reached high school, her classmates had almost completely forgotten her existence, and if not, then they chose to ignore her. She would spend her lunch hour eating in the Spell Room with her Incantations Teacher, Mr. Hydrogin, who was more then happy to accommodate the lonely freshman, and they would have length discussions about even the most random of things, such as what the other worlds were like, or how far in power she could reach for her spell-casting.

Her entire childhood was uneventful, and there were only a few times in which Anne made an appearance, when Annette was too young to be able to keep the other personality in check, and Anne was one of the main reasons as to why her peers stopped bothering her. It was a relief, needless to say, when she was offered a full scholarship to Brothane Academy, and although she would miss her parents terribly, she agreed to go, packing up almost as soon as she found out that she would be attending the Academy.

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Special Skills/Abilities:
~Powers

***Due to her genetics, her inheritance in powers is drawn out. From her mother's side, she has the ability to heal others, both physically and mentally, and control over the elements. From her father's side, however, she inherited his control over the elements, along with spell-casting, yet has always had a strong affinity with fire. He passed his spell-book along to her, but due to her unique breeding, she does not require the use of a wand to use incantations, but instead only requires her hands.
~Skills
***Having been pushed by her parents from a very young age to excel at everything, along with the Angelic part of her, she is found to have quite the brain. She has always maintained a solid 4.0GPA, and continues to do so, and especially enjoys cooking classes.
***Along with being a grand students, her genetics have also pushed her to become multilingual, and she is now fluent in several different languages, including: French, Spanish, English, Karinovan, German, Russian, Gael, and Italian.
***In addition, she has become quite the musical and athletic prodigy, working hard at mastering her abilities at the Piano, Violin, Cello, Viola, Clarinet, and Flute. With her athleticism, she adores the sports of Tennis, Softball, Power lifting, Gymnastics, Cheer leading, Soccer, and Cross-Country/Track.
What do they always carry: Unable to bear the separation, Annettia never travels without her katana, nor the necklace she was given when she was born, by her mother. The necklace, from the onyx jewel embedded into the center, casts a protective shield throughout her body, which keeps her true nature on the inside. When removed, it causes her to change from her normal, kind self, to a ruthless, yet loyal, Hybrid warrior. Nor does she go anywhere without her spell-book, which her father passed down to her.






So begins...

Annettia Strattonia's Story

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Even the most beautiful of souls, can be the most tormented ...


Relief beyond anyone's wildest imaginations could be the cause of many things. Laughter, joy, happiness, sorrow, anger ... The list is endless, traveling on and on without ever seeming to end. And when that relief does come to and end, one is often left feeling empty and cold inside, devoid of many emotions.

Relief, however, was the only thing that she could feel in that moment. The relief of finally escaping the horrid life that Karinova had held for her. The relief of finally having the ability to begin anew, with people, humans and mythical alike, who had no knowledge of her life or of who she was. People who could not judge her for something that she could not control, for she would refuse to tell them that of what she was if they were to ask. For one to pass judgement upon another for something in which that other cannot control, is truly the cruelest thing of all.

It was so ... Bright.

Everything in this world was bright. Well, most of everything, but it was still more then what she could say for Karinova.

Within moments of arriving on Earth, Annette had known that this place, this world, this life, would be different for her. She was confident in the fact that she would be happy here, and was not positive of much else. Yes, she had done her research of the world and the school, but there were still so many things that she wanted to see here. The food, the smells, the sights, the countries, the animals. And was all so wondrous and glorious to her, and she could barely contain her excitement.

She was considered a 'late arrival', for the Academy hadn't known exactly what to do with someone of her ... rarity. Her class schedule had only just been finalized, as had her rooming situation, and she had only recently arrived at Brothane. Classes were, or so they seemed to be, over for the day, and she had rushed with a ducked head to where she had been told her room was. Although she had yet to unpack, she had unlocked it and thrown her things on and beside her bed, and with her katana at her hip, her spell-book in her bag, and her clothes neatly arranged, had excitedly left the room to explore the campus.

So that left her standing underneath a large oak tree, her eyes scanning her immediate surroundings with obvious curiosity yet confusion in them, and her right hand clasped firmly around her necklace.

She was also intimidated, to say the least, and hadn't a doubt in her mind that she would soon find herself lost.

A commotion, however, caused her to turn her attention in the direction of what she presumed was a sprite, and due to the purity of the girl's aura, a unicorn. They both seemed to be in quite a bit of distress.

A soft sigh escaped her lips, and she made her way over to the pair.

"First of all ..." she said, her voice quiet and soothing, compelling those who listened to calm their emotions by the mere musical lilt that was in it. She gently caught the sprite by her wings and held her up, yet without harm being caused to the small being. "You should be more careful of where you are flitting around to. Merely darting to and fro on a whim obviously lacks something, for you continuously bump into one after another. The next person you bump into may not be quite as forgiving as these people have been so far. So, please attempt to be more careful," she told the tiny being. She released her and turned to the unicorn.

"You, on the other hand, haven't done a thing wrong. That boy," she pointed over her shoulder after Goyte, "Was a Jurehak. Although similar in some ways to unicorns such as yourself, Jurehak's are not as intelligent, and hold a deep-sated hatred for the unicorn species. I suggest that you attempt to avoid him, for both your sake, his, and this school's. Also, you should be more careful, too. A small person such as yourself, in this form at least, is quite vulnerable to many things that your unicorn is not." Her hand clasped around the unicorn's elbow, and with a warm, white glow, the scrape that had obviously been bothering her had disappeared, almost as though it had never been there at all.

Annette stepped back from the unicorn and the sprite, a soft smile on her lips, and with a small curtsy, she introduced herself. "Annettia Strattonia, as your service. It is a pleasure to be of your acquaintances. May I request that you call me Annette? Also, what exactly are your names?" she inquired, looking down at the two.

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Fiona tilted her head slightly, some of her pure white hair falling over her left eye as she looked innocently up at the boy whom grabbed onto her. He must have thought she was falling. A slight blush came to her smooth cheeks and she blinked in confusion. Only a moment before he was yelling at her. So why was he helping her now? It wasn't long before he quickly let her go though and ran off. She watched silently; too shocked to comprehend what had just happened or what to say.

When, at that moment, it suddenly hit her. She gasped and called out to the boy, holding her paper in her hand once again.
"W-wait! Come back! I still don't know how to get to my next class!..."But it was too late. The teenager was already half way across the school. Nervously biting her lower lip, she let out a disappointed sigh. What would she do now?....What had she done to make that boy treat her so strangely?...

But, it was then she noticed the frantic fairy which spoke loudly to her, asking if she was ok. It was obvious the small fairy was doing her best to speak loudly, but even so close, she sounded so soft and it was hard to understand a lot of things she was saying. It seemed, though, the girl was asking if she was alright. Fiona parts her lips to speak, but before she can answer, another girl strides into the picture. She plucks the fairy rudely up by the wings and begins speaking to them both.

As the girl began to explain why the boy had been acting so strange, Fiona bites her lower lip nervously. Was that really it? Why did his kind hate Unicorns? She had yet to understand all of it entirely, but it only made her want to be friends with the boy more...Perhaps that was her Unicorn attitude showing itself; always wanting to do what she was told not to and wanting to be free. Was it really so dangerous to speak with him?....As these thoughts were thrown around in her mind, Fiona felt the feeling of a hand on her elbow.

Glancing over, she noticed the red-haired girl had clasped onto her. A strange warm feeling came over her elbow, and it seemed the wound closed itself with ease; although some dry blood was left over in the area. So, she could also heal...It was good that she had done so; saving Fiona the time of having to transform and heal herself. With her introduction, she gives a quick bow as well.
"A pleasure, Annettia...I am Fiona Hiyashi...I'm new here...and I'm really trying to find my next class...It's math...That boy was going to help me but...well, then he just ran off...Oh, and thank you for healing me..."Fiona lets her words drift off at the end of her sentence as she peers over the girls shoulder in the direction the boy had wondered off to, as if hoping to see him again. But he was already far gone, as she knew....

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"It's damn bright in here!" His voice roared as the humans ran, in fear.
Fear was such a petty emotion, there was so many other great feelings, but humans always wasted them on fear. That is why their world was so disgusting.
When it was brought up, if he wanted to go to another world, it was spoke as if it was beautiful, full of life, higher thinking, but it seemed it was all lies. It was just a pathetic excuse to watch chaos unfold. Though watching the other creatures try to blend in, as though they were accepted, did make Elia laugh to himself.
But as he got closer to the classrooms, he noticed three beautiful girls, so innocent and fragile, like paper. He began to grow interested in them, so as he roared to get all the other wastes of space, he caught their attention.
He was cool and collect, walking smoothly towards them, a fairy, and two other beautiful mysteries. A cigaret hung off his full lips, a lighter was being brought to Newport, when a shadow over came here, and a small hand smacked the cigaret out of his mouth before it was lit.
"What's your problem?!" Elia was annoyed, and noticed he was under an umbrella with a short girl.
"My problem is you. Are you just looking for trouble? Because now you have it!" Her voice was low and harsh, not lady like at all.
The girl held on to the illegal content and squashed it in her hand. "Learn to be smart." She spoke the last part as she began to walk away.
Elia had a large blush across his face, the teenage hormones were setting in, having to want to impress girls of all kinds, without looking like he was trying to impress them, his pride died by a weird girl. And as the pride decade Elia ran full blast at the girl, losing control.

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What's it called? That thing that people feel when they think something is going to happen? You know, that feeling that just makes you feel on the edge? Like something is going to happen? Well, that's how Avry felt as she walked around with her pencil in her back pocket and her arms wrapped around her notebook that she was holding to her chest. Her tail was behind her twitching up a storm and her beanie was over her head covering the raccoon ears she loathed. Some would tell her she could just shift slightly to hide the things, but Avry felt like that was too...what's the word? Fake. She felt like it wouldn't be true to herself at all and she hated feeling like that.

As Avry walked around the creatures that are students attending this school, she saw a group of kids surrounding some guy that was vomiting. She shook her head at the sight, but watched from the distance to see what would happen. Not much did happen, just a dark skinned girl walked up and helped the boy. And just as quickly as the group was made, they disbanded and went their separate ways.

As if by clockwork, an other group of kids were surrounding yet an other guy. The guy was obviously pissed off for what ever reason and was yelling something. Avry laughed as she thought to herself "He's probably saying stuff like 'Don't make me angry! You wont like me when I'm angry!'" The boy then started to turn. His back arched with a blood gurgling scream from himself as his head grew fur all over it. As this happened, his shirt began to rip as his muscular structure grew greatly. His pants ripped and a tail popped through the back. The book-bag the boy was holding broke and fell to the ground. Before anyone knew it, there was a werewolf in their presence.

The now werewolf growled and howled. He destroyed stuff and ripped peoples bags as he tried reaching for there necks. Eventually, he turned back revealing the same boy from before with a more confused look on his face than before. He walked back over to his bag and put on new pants and a new shirt. Avry walked over to the boy and said, with an admiring smile "Hi, I'm Avry."

Meanwhile, a mysterious girl grabbed a Kelren by the wings and gave her a little...flying advice. Though Duine didn't like the idea of someone holding her wings, she took the pointers the girl had given her. Little out a soft "Okay", she was let go and listened to the rest of what the girl was saying. Then, when she finally introduced herself as Annettia, the other unicorn girl said her name was Fiona. Then, though it was quietly, Duine said "Duine Beag" and continued to hover. Then watched a werewolf with interest.

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Annette could tell that the girl was far more interested in Jurehak then she was in speaking with her. Although it hurt only a bit, she was more then used to having others preferred over her as company, and even though that boy was, indeed, a Jurehak, it wasn't as though the two could not be destined to become friends. If only she could predict the future ... That would be amazing, at least in her mind.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Duine. Perhaps if you go after the boy, Fiona, he will be more then willing to help you. So, if you insist ..." she stepped to the side, motioning with her arm for Fiona to follow him, "For, although I am more then willing to assist you, I haven't a clue as to where anything is at," she shrugged. With a slight wave at the two girls, she turned on her heel, not a clue as to where she was heading.

She stopped mid-step, however, when she spotted yet another disagreement between two obviously different species. What was with all of this unsolved turmoil and dispute between so many species? It truly was a sad and sorry sight when two people could not sacrifice their prejudices of one another, merely due to what they were. It was one of the only things that could cause her to become so angry as to lose control.

With a sigh and a deep breath so as to gain control of her emotions, she made her way calmly over to the two. The girl did not even seem to be aware of the fact that the boy was charging at her from behind, and he truly was a force to behold. If he were to come into contact with her, Annette did not doubt for a moment that the girl would become hurt in one way or another.

Her hands slowly rose, her right fingers curling into her palm to form a loosely-held fist, which was turned to the side. The inside of it pressed against her left palm, and with a few soft, incomprehensible words, a pink pentagram bloomed with her hands. For a moment, she stood there, murmuring soft words seemingly to herself, her eyes gently closed. Out of nowhere, her eyes flashed open. Replacing the normal, gentile purple iris's, were now bright, shining, pink ones, and with one more murmur, her hands flew out, in the direction of the boy. However, instead of the attack that undoubtedly would have been thought to occur, all that was the result of the murmuring, was a strong gust of wind, and a sudden rumble of the earth. With a crack, a large, rectangular chunk of the earth shot up, separating the two, and Annette's eyes slowly returned to normal.

"I honestly hope that, for the sake of both of us, you do not attempt to do more harm in this predicament. It would be in your best interest not to attack that girl," she said softly, walking casually over to the boy. Her arms crossed over her chest, and she puffed out a breath, beads of sweat on her brow from the exertion it caused her to use her powers.

"Now, would you care to explain to me as to why you would attempt to attack whoever that girl was? As far as I know, there was no provocation, so why attack someone without reason?" she asked with a raised brow. A flick of her wrist tossed her hair back from her shoulder and down to her waist, and she fixed a steady yet gentle gaze on him. "Also, forgive my lack of manners. My name is Annettia. Annettia Strattonia. But please, call me Annette."

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With the thought of changing into the form most deserved for the moment, something happened in what seemed like a flash. Earth grew keeping the target away from what was intended. Though all hearing was loss for a moment Elia could tell this woman was not happy with what his action where to do.
And as a the question, "Now would you care to explain...as far as I know there was no provocation...." came about, Elia was just struck, not able to answer, there was no answer, though he always found himself calm, for a moment it was all loss, it was the addiction he blamed.
"I'm just a wanker without my fags." He spoke looking above the Annette, trying to catch a glimpse of Sky.
His eyes soften onto Annette. "My name is Elia, and I'm leaving."
There he thought, calm, smothering back into boredom.

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Fiona noticed as Annettia stepped aside, moving her hand in motion as if she should follow the Jurehak. Was it really that obvious that she was curious as to where he had gone? She didn't want to be rude, but being around so many people made her extremely nervous...She was, after all, a Unicorn; a beast who enjoyed their privacy and freedom and didn't enjoy being cramped up in tight spaces with other beings...It wasn't the girl, really, but her own attitude and fear towards certain situations.

She was about to speak up and apologize for her rudeness to the girl when, all of a sudden, a loud roar echoed throughout the sky. Her heart thudded loudly, and seemed to leap into her chest, as her entire body seemed to freeze in place. That was one of Fiona's fears; loud noises. It felt as if her entire body had been glued in place. She glanced over to notice a werewolf boy, who was then striding towards them. Her brown eyes gaze fearfully at him and all of her unicorn instincts told her to run; escape!! But she was far too clumsy to do so, and as she tried to move, she only wound up tripping over her own two feet and catching herself on a pole; barely escaping another rough fall to the ground.

But, it seemed, his interest in them was lost when another girl interrupted his walk towards them. At that moment, Fiona thought, she was somewhat relieved. His appearance was appealing, to her, but the fearful noise he had made still had yet to fade from her trembling body. As it seemed everyone was distracting by each other, FIona expected this to be a good opportunity to leave. It was better if she wasn't around such a large group. And that other guy...The one she first met...She still wanted to get to know him better...And no one else seemed to know where she should go. So, with that thought, Fiona finally caught her legs and went trotting off in the direction the Jurehak had went. Hopefully, she would be able to catch up to him, and figure out where she needed to be....

Besides, Fiona had yet to see another unicorn. This guy was the closest she had seen to a unicorn all day, and, for some reason, even though they were enemies for reasons unknown to her, she felt safe in his presence. Perhaps it was because he was somewhat like her...Or at least, appeared to be like her...And his attitude towards her only made her more curious about him....Her long white hair flowed behind her like a pure white blanket as she continued her run; panting slightly.

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What a peculiar boy ... And quite rude and uncontrollable. Yet ... His aura was that of a pure one. When he was charging at that young woman, though, it was dark. Perhaps ... A werewolf?

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Elia. But I must say, it is quite rude to attack someone, meet an entirely different person who prevented you from doing something that you would undoubtedly regret, introduce yourself, and then leave," she pointed out, her brow raising. With a soft sigh, she rolled her eyes. "If you wish to be rude, then I suppose I will drop my formalities, as well."

She made a slow, complete circle around him, her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes speculative. "I do not doubt for a moment that you're a werewolf," she said, stopping once she had made an entire circle and stood before him once more. Her katana bounced against her thigh when she stopped. "Your aura ..." she trailed off, as if lost in thought for a moment, before continuing, "I can already see that you intend to put on a false image to the people you encounter. You seem to be quite the tough little werewolf, do you not? In all honesty, you will never make friends that way," she shook her head, rolling her eyes just a bit again.

"So why go to all the trouble of pretending to be someone you are not? It's a waste of time and energy, and in life, time is of the essence." She paused, looking at him thoughtfully. "I came here wanting to find goodhearted people to become friends with, and I can tell you are that type of person. I would like to become friends with you, but you are making it far more difficult then you have to. It would be a lot easier if you were honest with yourself and others," she said, her voice quiet as usual, soothing to the ears. With that, she twirled on her brown boot, and with her arms crossed, walked easily away from him, unsure of where exactly she was heading.

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Elia listened to her with ease and grace, she was different, odd, exciting, beautiful, and in a moment he thought, mine. Again he thought of saying something but his mouth stayed shut, she wanted to be friends? "What a laugh, people don't make friends with Werewolves, even Werewolves stay apart." But thinking this only made him want to be friends with Annette even more, she made him think of touching fire.
It burned and hurt, but so warm and the pain tingled, making you want to go in for more.
"I am sorry." His head was turned up with his nose in the air, not looking at her, not wanting to come across easy or weak.
"We shall be friends." His hand reached out to shake hers as though it was a pack, a promise, a seal of friendship.

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Annette felt her lips twitch at the hint of a smile as he called after her. It wasn't cockiness that caused her to smile. Yes, she had hoped for him to call after her, for one could never have too many friends, could they? For her, friends were as much of a rarity as her kind, and when one happened to make it's way into her life, she wasn't about to let that person slip away like a fish out of water.

After fixing her expression that it betrayed none of the happiness she was feeling inside at that current moment, she turned to face him. She cast a glance down to his hand, and then to his face, before dropping them once more to his hand. After a moment, she reached out her own and clasped his, and with a gentle grip, shook it lightly. It was then that she allowed her expression to change, allowed the smile to bloom across her face.

"I'm glad," she said, her eyes and smile soft, almost a sad joy. "I'm glad that you are willing to bee my friend," she told him quietly. She wasn't about to tell him, however, how pathetic she had been before. About having not one friend.

In truth, he was her first friend.

Please don't let him find out what I am ...

She hadn't a clue as to who she was speaking to, but she allowed the words to cross her mind without seeming to realize that they were until they had.

It was then that she noticed that she was still holding his hand.

A dark, crimson red rose to her cheeks, and she stepped back two steps, dropping his hand quickly. She squirmed a bit in embarrassment.

"My apologies," she murmured, not seeming to be able to meet his gaze. She coughed a bit, obviously uncomfortable with the situation. In an attempt to distract herself, she piped out the question, "So I was correct, then? You are a werewolf?"

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Elia enjoyed the longer handshake, it had been awhile to have someone touch him other that trying to hold him back. The physical touch sent waves of excitement around his body. When Annette let go it where her hand had laid upon his was now cold and felt empty, so he closed his hand into a fist.
She asked if he was a Werewolf, but he was still trying to guess what she was, not a human, and that is really all he knew. Earthin's didn't teach about other creatures, so he found himself completely lost, and no longer in control. This was not settling okay with him.
"Yes, I am and you are a-" His eyes examined her trying to pretend to know what he was looking for, hoping to get the answer before he looked like an idiot.
Time past fast and still a not thing came to mind, she did not seem to be playing along which frustrated him, but at the same time excited the moment.
He stood there looking at her intensely waiting for her mouth to form a word, then he locked onto her lips, and waited.

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His stare was unnerving, to say the least, and she squirmed user his scrutiny. She could feel her cheeks heating up in embarrassment, and by the time he spoke, she was going mad with this indecision and unknowing. Was he aware of what she was? Or were these mind games unnecessary, and he did not mean to put her through such in we turmoil? Whatever the case, she was afraid. Afraid of the unknown.

The silence had stretched out for far too long, so much so that it was now an uncomfortable one. Unable to hear the quiet that stretched between them, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Her lips parted, as if to speak.

"Heads up!"

Her head snapped to the side, in just enough time to allow a soccerball to come into contact with he face. With a soft cry of pain, the force of the hit sent her hurtling back and to the ground. There was a sharp sound of metal breaking as the chain to her necklace snapped, and she dimly realized this as she hit the hard cement of the sidewalk beside her. The fall jarred her to the bone, and pure stun prevented her from moving at first.

It was when her body shook and went taut that she was sent into action.

Annette threw herself into the grass that she just recently was in, seemingly unaware of the blood trickling from her nose and split lip, or too frantic to care. Her hands fumbled trough the green tresses that were the blades of grass, and all the while, her body shook and spasmed uncontrollably.

Her hair seemed unable to make up its mind of whether it want to be red or blue, and her eyes purple or aqua. Her panic escalated, and her entire body went rigid, two, glowing slits appearing on her back, shining black through the material of her clothing.

"No!"

Just as there was the sound of tearing clothing, her fingers curled around her necklace. She tore it up to her chest. Slowly, the spasming stopped, and she knelt on the cool grass, sweat coating her body, her mind unable to comprehend what she should do.

Needless to say, she didn't even notice the crowd of students that had stopped to watch.

She slowly pushed herself up, her head lowered, and with shadows cast across her face from her hair, she grabbed her bag, which had ended up several feet away, and shoved roughly through the crowd of whispering students, a tissue drawn from her bag and shoved against her bleeding face.

She didn't know where to go. In fact, after a few mere seconds of running, she hasn't a clue as to where she was even at.

Without knowing where else to go, she turned and shoved open the nearest door.

And found herself in the music room.

The room was abandoned and quiet, and although new students undoubtedly were not allowed to touch the school's instruments, she found herself drawn to the piano, promises of soothing sounds and comforting memories of her childhood irresistible.

Her fingers found the keys needed more the easily, and with a tiny, shaky breath, they began to move, causing a beautiful, flowing lullaby to float throughout the large room. She could feel her body relaxing, her emotions calming. It was a comforting feeling, to be able to drift off into memories when what had occurred had happened.

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Avry, who was suppose to be in History class at the moment, decided to skip for today. She shifted into a fly to live out her dream of being a fly on the wall...again. Yes, she has become a fly on the wall - literally, a fly on the wall - many times before. And she not always happy about what she's found. Once she was spying on her father and caught him watching...something he should only watch behind closed doors. Though, if Avry remembers right, he was behind closed doors except he let a little fly come through the door before he shut it all the way.

Avry flew around like a little fly. People swatted at her as she came close. A few of the smaller fairies flew with her. A few selected few of the people turned into dogs and cats and tried eating her, in where she then turned from a fly to a pit bull and yelled at them for, and I quote, "Trying to eat your own kind!"

Avry turned back into a fly and flew away. She decided she might as well look for her room. As she flew in the school behind a group of small people, she heard the slightest sound of piano player. She flew through the corridors until she found a door that held the piano music behind it. The door was closed, so Avry landed on the ground and turned into a mouse - or, more like a small rat - and squeezed herself underneath the door. There was a girl with red hair playing at the piano.

Avry, being a racun that can turn into any race, usually can point out who - or what - someone is, but this time it was different. Odd and different. Avry turned into a spider as she came up on the piano. She crawled up the piano leg to the top of the piano. She sat up on the piano lid and watched the girl as she listened to her play. The whole time, Avry was ready to leap into the air and turn into a bird in case the girl sees her and mistakes her for a real spider.

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Goyte sat in class daydreaming not understanding the lesson completely, and having his eyes fixed on the door.
"I guess she never find the class." He smirked as he thought of her being all alone looking around crying, the thought of a unicorn cry made Goyte rethink, and he had decided to go after all, just to make sure, when the door open.
She stood there so clumsy and afraid, nothing like a unicorn. And she was so beautiful, he wanted to touch her, but just put his head down avoiding making eye contact. He did watch her get scolded, and as she looked so fragile it, feelings of protection set in, but he fought them and just watched with sorrow.
As Goyte watched Fiona out of the coner of his eye all class period, he found his feelings of hate towards her go out the window.

In a classroom across the school was other classroom troubles.
Alec had been late to class having his teacher hold him, and talk about something, so when he sat at his desk most of the commotion had died down, though it was weird seeing all the different types of creatures. His dumb look stayed on his face even while looking at the teacher as he spoke of something, it was hard to catch on with all the ruckus that had just happened. But Alec couldn't help but want to follow the fly that had left, but being the non-advantageous type just stayed in his desk, looking bored. His thoughts returned to other girls in the class, some had fairly large breast, which made class enjoyable, so his eyes often went down to woman's "second" pair of eyes, having making complete eye contact several times.
When class ended, Alec went to talk to the teacher, to explain his lateness, but before he could reach him, he was gone.

Elia watched Annette get smacked in the face, and then ran away. Elia had thought she was crying which was the reason she ran off, and though he just stood there for a moment taking all in what had just happened, he soon find himself running, running after all. But before he knew it was completely out of sight.

Una sat in class trying to stay still for a moment when it became too hard. Her large high heels tapped on the floor keeping noise was one of her few talents. Some classmates became annoyed and spoke up, but Una was too lost in her drumming of pencil at the same beat of her foot. Music was always relaxing when nerves were up.
Sadly the rest of the peers and teacher did not agree. The teacher was an older man, with wrinkles on his wrinkles, causing Una to hold her tongue while she watched each wrinkle become one as the man spoke. His voice was drone and high(for a man of his age), it was more distracting than her tapping, thought Una, but as she was requested, she left to wonder the halls.
Upon walking the halls she heard a noise, a slow, steady, noise that was music.
It was the first time hearing a piano and the first time Una cried at a beautiful noise. She ran every way until she found herself in the room with the other girl playing, it was magical, and perfect. All fear of being in a whole new realm left as the music played.

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Ace walked stealthily through the halls, weaving through students in order to get outside. He slipped a cigarette out of his pack and slid it behind one ear, for safe keeping. Despite the noise of the other students, he could still hear the faint music of the piano from before. Ace found himself outside, and took a deep breath of the fresh air. Quickly, he ducked behind a tree, hiding himself from view from any teachers who may or may not come looking for him. He placed the cigarette in his mouth and cracked open his metal lighter, firing a blue flame out of it. The cigarette tip glowed red as he inhaled.

Finally, he thought, exhaling a puff of smoke. A few students walked by, causing him to hide a bit further. The last thing he needed were troubled teens asking to bum smokes off of him. Although he felt sure no one could see him, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was followed. Quickly, he finished his cigarette, and tossed the butt into a trash can as he walked back inside. Apparently, the bell was about to ring, since there seemed to be a wave of students in the halls. With an exasperated sigh, Ace began wading through the students, trying to get back to his classroom.
"Oh, come on, make room, would ya?" He called out, but to no avail. He only hoped his next group of students wouldn't burn the place down by the time he finally got back to class.

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Liam was in art, outside, and was suppose to be sketching. But he was just sitting there a moment watching all the kids mess around. There was a group of guys - jocks, to be exact - that were just talking and being all loud. And there was a group of guys - preppy girls like cheerleaders - who were also talking. It bored Liam, this world. It was so plain. Liam stood and walked around, looking at everyone's s sketches. They were good, and all Liam had was a sketch of a hand reaching up towards...what? Liam didn't even know, but it described how he felt somehow.

Liam saw a Kelren fly down from a tree. He couldn't see anyone in the tree because of the leave, so he walked closer. Looking through the leaves and branches, Liam saw a girl. A pretty girl. Like every teenage guy when they see a pretty girl at sight, Liam thought he might actually be in love. That's when impressing this girl became his soul purpose. He stared at her a minute, turning the bill of his cap to the back so it wouldn't be in the way. Just then, he jumped up and grabbed the a branch. He pulled himself up on the branch and straddled it. Liam was now sitting on the branch in front of the girl.

He gave the girl a small smile - a smile he calls the Flirting Smile - and said "Hey, girlie. How's it goin'?"

Meanwhile, Avry jump off the piano as she saw a young girl walk in the room. Avry landed on the floor as a spider. As she ran across the floor, she shifted into a mouse. When she came up on the girl - that Avry could now tell was an elf - she jumped up and turned into a Kelren - or more like a smaller version of herself with wings - and sat on the elfin girls shoulder. "She's good, isn't she?" Avry whispered into the elfins ear. Than continued to listen.

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Avry smiled as she sat on the shoulder of the elf girl and listened to the music. She seemed to have blanked out, but came back to earth when the music stopped and she heard the girl speak. Annette Avry mused with a smiled. Just as she was about to fly out and shift to herself again, Annette left with a hurry. Making it clear that she was probably embarrassed and felt awkward that she was being watched.

With a nod, Avry flew off the elf girls shoulder and shifted back into her "true" form in front of the girl. "Well, that was entertaining, wasn't it, Elronde?" Avry said to the elf-girl, calling her the name of an elf from the Lord of the Rings movies. She then gave the girl a awkward smile and nodded then patted the girl on the check. "See-ya' later, Elronde" Avry added before going behind the girl and out the door to wander down the hallway.

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Goyte's legs moved with the small girl, they ran off together to her next class. It felt like the world became only a work of art, all colors blended together, time was nothing more than a past thought, her small hand in his was the moment. Beauty shinned throughout his eyes, nothing made sense but that was completely okay.
They stopped a few yards from the class room she needed to be, when Goyte stopped, and pulled the girls hand, moving her whole body to be pressed against him, it was a hug.
Goyte hated this. It did not feel natural, human clothes were uncomfortable and were meaningless. They did not protect anything or give strength. They also kept two people feeling each other, which was a important to the Jurehaks.
He let go and left Fiona once again, trying to hurry to his next class. The idea of speaking to her again was too much to bare.

Una just stood watching with much enjoyment but as the girl ran off, it was almost disappointing, she needed to know what that thing was. And before Una could understand what was all happening, another voice came and called her a name.
"What an Elronde" Thought Una as the other girl took off.
It must have meant "freak", or "cursed one", it was painful hearing a word that had no way of knowing the meaning.
"I'm six foot!" Una screamed after the girl, thinking she was talking about her height being so small for an elf, as so many others had done before. Though it was her shoes that made her the height, but to Una it should count.
"I'm six foot." She repeated to herself, trying to keep the tears back. "I'm six foot."
As she pushed through the pain she found herself on the piano, her fingers typed on the keys. She kept at touching each one becoming more involved with it, when she began to play a song, it was not a real song, not one from the human world, but one that would have made her father proud.
"I'm six foot, I'm an elf, I'm not a mistake." She whispered into a melody.

Fecicite was in his true form after his class ended. He was tired of trying to be in human form all day, it was exhausting and some what painful. He was laying in grass when something caught his attention, lighting, something he had only seen once, it was when humans came to his world and destroyed lives for game, but this time was different, this time it was followed by music. His long black legs galloped across the courtyard where he came into connect with a girl. She sat on the ground playing the violin.
There in the yard stood a black unicorn looking in the eyes of a race of people who killed his kind and all that he could do was stare.

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It wasn't long before she forced herself to end her practices. As her father had once warned, if one like her were to use her powers too often, they would be shot and she would be left physically drained and unable to protect herself in any way. And besides, she more then likely should attempt to attend her classes for that day, even if she wasn't scheduled to begin school until the next. If for nothing more then to get a feel of the classes.

With a snap of her wrist, her spell book flipped shut, and the locked sealed itself with a swirl of silver magic. She returned it to her bag, and after a moment, started back towards the Academy.

As soon as she reached it, dread overwhelmed her. It flooded her, filling her so completely that she stopped dead in her tracks, panic swelling inside of her chest. That feeling ... The one that a person get when they're afraid ... It was curling inside the pit of her stomach, and her breath caught.

After a moment, Annette forced herself to take a deep breath, and she clasped her hands firmly together. Take it easy, Annette. Nothing is going to happen ...

Of course, she knew that was far from the truth.

This feeling always predicted something terrible, and she could never prevent whatever it was.

With her head bowed and her bag clutched firmly to her chest, she started across campus once more.

As soon as she turned a corner, however, she slammed directly into an obviously-male's body.

With a squeak of surprise, she fumbled back, her arms flailing and her bag dropping to the ground, and, unable to catch herself, landed hard on her rear. With a soft groan, she looked up, her hand rubbing her rear and her right eye closed.

"Sorry, Elia ... I didn't mean to bump into you," she apologized, muttering an oath at the bruise that was undoubtedly forming.

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Àstrid blushed noticing that she made him uncomfortable. She had thought it was a common question not fully understanding why he was being so odd about the thing.
"Was not that right question to ask?" Her voice was soft and still so bubblegum sweet.
A huge grin appeared on her face, as her hands slid through the man's hair. It was soft like how she pictured before doing so. And as she dropped her hands by her side she answered his question. "Yes, I am a racun. I'm sort of new to all this, but I think I have a class with you." Still he seemed to be on the guard.
"I wont tell." She found that was all she could say to lower his defensive.
Not fully understanding what was truly happening she began to walk away, her tail puffed up and wagged a little as she went on touching things.

Not really caring about where he was of to, mind just wondering as his feet took on a direction somewhere, found himself being knocked into. It took a moment to understand what happened.
"Oh you- Annette." His mind slipped back to where it should be, his hand reached out to help her up.
When she was standing next to him, his heart started to race. She was beautiful, and looked soft to the touch. Even though he was not human he began to have human feelings, like blood rushing away from his heart to pump another organ, this made Elia uncomfortable and wanting to do anything to keep his mind away from touching, he out spoke louder than normal, in panic..
"What the hell are you!" He didn't mean for it to come out so frazzled, but not wanting her eyes to travel farther and seeing something that could not be explained, he looked into her eyes widely.