Chapter 2 - Newcomers

Astar was the first to wake up. He looked around, thrown slightly aback by his new surroundings. They had decided to stay in the only safe place they could think of, an abandoned chapel. He stood up and walked over to Kaesi. “Wake up,” he said, shaking her slightly.

She yawned and sat up. “Is Alagor up yet?” she asked through another yawn.

Astar turned his head to look at Alagor. Astar’s hand began to glow and suddenly a ball of red fire appeared. He opened his hand suddenly and the flame soared toward Alagor, hitting him in the chest. Alagor woke with a start, falling out of the seat he had fallen asleep on.

“Yeah, he’s up,” Astar said.

Alagor got up, brushing himself off. “I don’t remember asking for the alarm clock from hell,” he said. He cracked his neck on both sides then continued, “So have you guys picked out names and forms yet?”

“Devon,” Astar replied. His body began to suddenly change, becoming more human. His eyes softened to a light green; his tail faded away. Suddenly a shirt, pants, and jacket formed around his body.

“Cute,” Kaesi said. “And I think I’m going to go with Nikita,” she finished as her body too began to transform. Her eyes also turned green and her tail disappeared. “And you, Alagor?”

“Terance,” he answered, eyes fading to gray and his clothes forming around him. He noted that his and Kaesi’s skin had grown paler upon transforming, while Astar’s had stayed the same. “Well then,” he said, “I guess we should go. This is gonna suck.”
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“Good morning class,” said a tall woman.

“Morning Mrs. Bailey,” came the mumbled response from the class.

“Today we’ve got three new students joining us. Now I want everyone to be kind to them, they’ve lost both their parents.” She motioned for the new students to come in. “Class, please welcome Terance, Devon, and Nikita Shay.”
The three sat down at empty desks in the back. There was only one other person in the row, a blonde haired boy with glasses.

“Now you three, Noah there will help you get used to everything here, ok?”
Devon nodded to communicate the groups acknowledgment. Noah didn’t look any more thrilled about it than they did.
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After school the three were walking home, venting to each other.

“How do people do that every day?” Terance said, holding his hands on his head. “Four hundred plus years in hell and I still hated that.”

“It gets easier,” Devon said. “Not much, but still.”

“Hey, wasn’t that Noah kid supposed to walk home with us?” Nikita asked.

“We told him where to find us,” Devon said, “he’ll come by if he needs to.”

Noah looked at the clock: it was nearly ten o’clock.
“Damn,” he thought, picking up his backpack. “I gotta go talk to those new kids before school tomorrow, hope it isn’t too late.” He headed towards the door, shouting upstairs, “Be back soon, Mom, just gotta run a quick errand,” he finished, shutting the door behind him. As he walked along the road he thought how glad he was that the old chapel was just down the street. He looked down and slowed down for a minute as he noticed what seemed to be footprints etched into the pavement.

“You’d think I’d remember something like that,” he said to himself. He looked up, realizing that he had reached the chapel.

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