"Whoa…" she breathed wicked-awed.
"Ah", Red stated, "I should have warned you about that, it gets easier the more you visit this room. And my sisters really prefer being here than anywhere else in this large house, made of so much glass", she muttered as she made her way through the P-shaped conservatory.
The room opened into a fairytale-esque green landscape. There were steps heading up covered in green moss, decorated artfully with four-leaf clovers, clovers in general interspersed with small delicate pink stonecrop and purple Serbian bellflowers that delicately shaped a path.
They climbed the seven steps into an atrium floor that opened up into a lighted area. A living room of sorts, if you ignored the only think separating them from the outside was another floor to ceiling tall sheet of glass.
The room stood at a height of twelve feet with a glass ceiling that opened up with a floral desig
Chapter 10:Ding Dong DitchKey for this chapter:* Rinzen’s Thoughts *// Anyone Else's Thoughts //'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'///Memories///POVs""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""*************************************************Warning: Alternative POVs*************************************************1-04-2113 (11:00 pm Kyoto: Original City, Japan)
Bell hummed to herself, “Well we can’t, I think…” she paused, “Though Hale Academy magic right?” she muttered and then turned around, “Is there… there’s no trigger when we teleported in right, or when I left, which means no one knows I left”, she grinned as she stood up, “Because they’d be swarming the place if I’d disappeared”, she muttered, “if the past is anything to go by, and the cameras would have picked up on any movements, not to mention the wards and everything else”, she turned around and faced Fiona, “Which means, we’re invisible thanks to Hale magic, I can leave, with no one the wiser!?” she asked and at Fiona’s nod she whooped, “YES!!!” she celebrated hooting, “Oh My God”, she stopped and put her hand to her chest, “That will do it”, she whispered gleefully.
Chapter 11: Of Princes and Lost Keys IKey for this chapter:________________________*Rinzen's Thoughts*//Anyone Else's Thoughts//'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'///Memories///POVs 
"BAH!!!!" Marcia almost dropped her cup of tea she'd been served in the lull of silence. The tinkling of china was the only sound as the sheriff and Zen faced off silently. Only for the man's loud guffaw of laughter that shook the room, at least she hadn't spilled her tea, going by the other three, who were equally surprised, their clothes and the table were drenched in remnants of tea. "Hahahahhahaha...hahahahahahahaha....hahahahahahahahah....." Marcia raised a brow and waited for the man, as he devolved into a coughing fit that had Rosalia handing the man a glass of water. "Ah just what I wanted to hear my boy", he stressed the last word, "Come", he said and stood up, startling almost all of them, the siblings rushed to stand and his wife sat rigidly. "You can't be serious", she hissed shocked. Ignoring her the man reached for his son, grabbed h
Chapter 12:Of Princes and Lost Keys IIKey for this chapter:________________________*Rinzen's Thoughts* 
Marcia crouched down and cradled Zen into her arms, her frantic heartbeat played a staccato inside her rib-cage, playing an additional game of knick-knack paddywhack to an old nursery rhyme that had her convulsively swallow the saliva stuck in her throat, allowing her Ascendant gift to spring forth she encompassed them both in an aura of golden light.“Hey!”Marcia felt rather than saw someone reach for her, only to be pulled away and she knew almost instinctively that John, her charge’s father would keep them at bay. Allowing the healing light to encompass the boy she winced at the absolute pain she could feel coming from the boy, the old injuries she ignored, the still healing injuries she brushed up against, recording them for later, right now it was imperative she heal, the ruptured blood vessels
Key for this chapter: ________________________ *Rinzen's Thoughts* //Anyone Else's Thoughts// 'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...' &
Rinzen really hoped he awoke to his magic tonight, being the son of reputed warlocks and having no magic was starting to be embarrassing. The bullying just kept getting worse—not that Rinzen couldn't protect himself, having trained in several forms of martial arts, swordplay and guns, and tactical warfare, he was better than most magicks who relied solely on their magic to protect themselves, but it was still lonely more often than not being cast aside as 'different'. Jackson the son of his most loved mentor and favored professor Deputy Alex Vaughn, had changed after he's awoken, the same as his father a wizard, and a complete and total nutcase. Though the idiot has yet to land a hit; the pompous prick genuinely believed he was the best thing since sliced bread. Turning back to the clock, he sighed and sat up, ten minutes to The Witching Hour, he decided if he was going to present himself in front of his parents, it would be better if he
Marcia crouched down and cradled Zen into her arms, her frantic heartbeat played a staccato inside her rib-cage, playing an additional game of knick-knack paddywhack to an old nursery rhyme that had her convulsively swallow the saliva stuck in her throat, allowing her Ascendant gift to spring forth she encompassed them both in an aura of golden light.“Hey!”Marcia felt rather than saw someone reach for her, only to be pulled away and she knew almost instinctively that John, her charge’s father would keep them at bay. Allowing the healing light to encompass the boy she winced at the absolute pain she could feel coming from the boy, the old injuries she ignored, the still healing injuries she brushed up against, recording them for later, right now it was imperative she heal, the ruptured blood vessels
Chapter 12:Of Princes and Lost Keys IIKey for this chapter:________________________*Rinzen's Thoughts* 
"BAH!!!!" Marcia almost dropped her cup of tea she'd been served in the lull of silence. The tinkling of china was the only sound as the sheriff and Zen faced off silently. Only for the man's loud guffaw of laughter that shook the room, at least she hadn't spilled her tea, going by the other three, who were equally surprised, their clothes and the table were drenched in remnants of tea. "Hahahahhahaha...hahahahahahahaha....hahahahahahahahah....." Marcia raised a brow and waited for the man, as he devolved into a coughing fit that had Rosalia handing the man a glass of water. "Ah just what I wanted to hear my boy", he stressed the last word, "Come", he said and stood up, startling almost all of them, the siblings rushed to stand and his wife sat rigidly. "You can't be serious", she hissed shocked. Ignoring her the man reached for his son, grabbed h
Chapter 11: Of Princes and Lost Keys IKey for this chapter:________________________*Rinzen's Thoughts*//Anyone Else's Thoughts//'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'///Memories///POVs 
Bell hummed to herself, “Well we can’t, I think…” she paused, “Though Hale Academy magic right?” she muttered and then turned around, “Is there… there’s no trigger when we teleported in right, or when I left, which means no one knows I left”, she grinned as she stood up, “Because they’d be swarming the place if I’d disappeared”, she muttered, “if the past is anything to go by, and the cameras would have picked up on any movements, not to mention the wards and everything else”, she turned around and faced Fiona, “Which means, we’re invisible thanks to Hale magic, I can leave, with no one the wiser!?” she asked and at Fiona’s nod she whooped, “YES!!!” she celebrated hooting, “Oh My God”, she stopped and put her hand to her chest, “That will do it”, she whispered gleefully.
Chapter 10:Ding Dong DitchKey for this chapter:* Rinzen’s Thoughts *// Anyone Else's Thoughts //'Old dialogues memories, spoken out loud thoughts, the past in general...'///Memories///POVs""Not an Actual Speech or Thought""*************************************************Warning: Alternative POVs*************************************************1-04-2113 (11:00 pm Kyoto: Original City, Japan)
"Whoa…" she breathed wicked-awed."Ah", Red stated, "I should have warned you about that, it gets easier the more you visit this room. And my sisters really prefer being here than anywhere else in this large house, made of so much glass", she muttered as she made her way through the P-shaped conservatory.The room opened into a fairytale-esque green landscape. There were steps heading up covered in green moss, decorated artfully with four-leaf clovers, clovers in general interspersed with small delicate pink stonecrop and purple Serbian bellflowers that delicately shaped a path.They climbed the seven steps into an atrium floor that opened up into a lighted area. A living room of sorts, if you ignored the only think separating them from the outside was another floor to ceiling tall sheet of glass.The room stood at a height of twelve feet with a glass ceiling that opened up with a floral desig
Chapter 9:Caged in a Glass PrisonKey for this chapter:* Rinzen's Thoughts *// Anyone Else's Thoughts //&n
"Sanctuary Sanctum? Seriously? That's what it's called?" Ralph asked amused.Zee shrugged, "You understand German?" they asked as the gates opened and they continued forward."I'm a Chimera Ascendant; certain languages are easy for me to learn. And well the translation spell on the envelope seems to be fluctuating", he answered."So I've been speaking German this whole time and you could understand?" Zee asked baffled."I mean yes, did you not realize?" Ralph asked confused."Of course not! Why haven't you said anything?" they wondered baffled."Because I understand German I just didn't care to inform you because as soon as we return to Hale Academy, Language Translations spells will reactivate, they're stronger there. And I figured as long as I could understand what was happening, there would be no point actually bringing up the whole thing", he answered as