Chapter Three

Then out of no where a girl popped up in front of Angel. She had pastel pink hair she had an adorable face. Her cheeks were so plumed that they made people want to squeeze them. "Hello I'm Nova I'm a fairy, angel hybrid" she beemed. "H-hello I'm Angel a werewolf, vampire hybrid". Nova smiled brightly and pinched Angel's cheeks "your so bad at lying your a Mythic remember". Angel was shocked how did she know did everyone at this school know that she was a Mythic. She grabbed onto Nova's hands and took them off her cheeks then she walked away from her. Nova looked down and pouted with disappointment she wasn't sure if she did something bad or not but it made Angel mad. Angel looked around the room wasn't bad she liked the living room. Suddenly a girl jumped in front of her the girl's face was like a cold hearted demon cruel and wicked. "Sup I'm Star a Siren, elf hybrid" she said eyeing Angel up and down like she was some imposter. That explains the cold dark evil look she's a Siren she deserves to be a demon Angel said in her mind. "Hey I'm Angel a were..." before Angel could finish speaking Star was speaking. "Don't worry I know who you are Mythic" She pur her hands into the pockets of her black jacket as she puts the hood over her head. Angel watched as the dark black blue highlights girl walked over to the couch and sat on it. Angel turned around and went to her room as she was holding her bag she threw the bag on the bed and closed the door. She looked around the room "it needs to be decorated my style" she says with a smirk on her face. After that she immediately got to work on her plan a black and blue starry room was what she was going for. After she was done she sat on the bed she unpacked her stuff and found a piece of paper on her bed. "Schedule" she said looking at the paper. The room was massive it was bigger than her old room in the village the piece of paper told her the schedule she would have. She also found a book on her bed she crawled over to it she took the hood off her head and took the cloak off she set it aside and looked at the book. "The book of Mythic' s" she whispered so no one could hear her. She blew the dust of the book and coughed and fanned the dust away. She opened the book and began reading there was a lot about her kind in this book. The special thing she was looking for all along was this but if she possesses such powerful magic won't the darkness want to use her. She thought about it both good and evil will need her with the magic she possesses she has all powers of all different types of creatures. But there was one thing that bothered her something in the book caught her eye her mother and father was mentioned why. Her mother's name was Savannah at least she knew her mother's name but why were they mentioned in the book. Shs closed the book and sat it aside she had more things to worry about she went to take a shower the bathroom was nothing like what she imagined. She changed into her nightwear and laid down in the bed with the covers over her down part of her body. She stares up at the stars and counted them her eyes closed after a while. Six am in the morning the sun was shining through Angels windows. She squinted her eyes before dragging herself out of bed she yawned and went to the bathroom she brushed her teeth and freshened up. She walked into her room and over to her wardrobe she pulled across the mirrored screen and flipped on some underwear before pulling out her combat uniform. It consisted of plain black pants a black tank top and a blue protective dragon scale jacket with her house crest weaved on the back of it. She then strapped on the holster to hold her weapons one her right thigh. She put on a quiver filled with arrows on her back she carefully slipped her own dagger into her black combat boots. She brushed her black pink highlighted side braided hair back as she stuck a piece of gum in her mouth and walked out the room. She walked down the corridors and stood in front of Grace's dorm the door suddenly opened reveling Grace wearing the same thing as her. Expected Grave had a sord at her side with long light brown hair in a pony tail. "A-Angel..." Grace was surprised to see Angel standing in front of her dorm room door. "Come on after all we are friends" Angel said chowing on her gum looking the opposite direction. The word friend almost made Grace faint she quickly closed the door and stood beside Angel. They started walking down the dark corridor together they opened the door and walked down the stairs to the outside the training field was set up with. Wing chun wooden dummies and Archery everyone walked out together since they were all going to the same place. There combat training teacher walked in front he stood in front of everyone. Then he started walking back and forth "first years welcome to combat class I'm your combat trainer Mr. Ralph". Angel was chowing her gum not caring who is and what he was she turned to Grace who was standing beside her paying attention to Mr. Ralph. She sifted her gaze back to Mr. Ralph who was still speaking. "Today we will start off with some warm ups. To get your body ready so we'll take some laps around here ok". Everyone nodded in agreement they took two laps just to warm there body up it was more of a jog than a run but it helped. Nova and Star joined Angel and Grace who were standing patiently waiting for Mr. Ralph. "Angel" Nova said with her usual bright smile. Angel and Grace turned around and looked at the two girls standing in front of them. "Grave this is Nova and Star my roommates Nova Star this is Grace my pack friend". Nova shook Graces hand and said nice to meet you Star just stood there watching them. They turned there attention to the front when Mr. Ralph started speaking. "Now we will start off with some simple Archery grab a bow and get ready". Everyone pushed there way through just to get a bow there was enough for everyone there was really no need to fight. Angel grabbed a bow for herself she took out a arrow from her quiver and puts her arrow onto her bow. She stood upright with her feet and shoulder width apart she stood ninety degrees fron the target. She kepted a relaxed grip on the bow handle to make her shot even better. She pulls back the string using her back muscles using her dominant eye she looked down at the arrow and aligned it with the target. She relaxed her grip on the string and allowed her fingers to slip backwards the arrow flicked her hair and hit straight into the red spot. Everyone was staring at her and murmurs were heard coming from the people they were calling her a goddess a perfectionist an Angel. After all that was her name she chowed her gum and blew a bubble she popped the bubble and continued chowing the gum she walked away to make someone else have a turn.