West Ora Academy: Raising Elara

Auggie's P.O.V.Ares seemed to piece together my act as he looked at El in my arms. I was a worried mess inside, scared and outright furious, but I was holding it all in. I couldn't let El freak out. I wanted to tell him in private, but we need to go now. "Go to mommy, El. Daddy and I need to talk more. We're playing hide and seek with Jesse, have you seen her?" I asked, trying to pretend this is all a game. I can't have her being scared for her aunt. She shook her head with her eyes closed. "That's cheating," she scolded me with a little smile. She’s so cute."You're right. I am sorry." I patted her head with a warm smile. "I'm going to steal Daddy for a little while then. I promise I'll bring him back once we find Jesse. Okay?" "Don't take too long or I'll miss daddy," she warned me with a pout. "We'll do our best to hurry." She nodded her head, hugging Andy's leg tightly as she looked at Ares. "Be careful, Daddy. Jesse isn't hiding in a very nice place." I think I felt my h

Ares' P.O.V. Frances leaped in front of me, shielding us with her large wing as hell fire was spat from a demon's mouth. Her wings were apparently impervious to it, making her perfect for this battle. I see why the gods chose her. The moment the hell fire stopped, she dropped her wing, allowing me to attack. I pushed my shadow out, grabbing a few ghouls and crushing them. They popped like water balloons inside my shadow cocoons, causing blood to leak and splatter as I let their bodies go. Frances stayed by my side the entire battle, proving to me why she alone was called on. She was strong, agile and had abilities that mixed so well in battle. I called on Andy's light magic, pushing back the darkness around the demons, essentially weakening them further. Frances noticed and used her elf magic beside me, setting ghouls aflame all around us. Her back was towards mine as we fought in a circle. She was small, but she was damn powerful. I kept the visions only 30 seconds out, allowing me

Third Person P.O.V."Good job, Ellie," Petra, the demigod, told little Elara as they wrapped up their magic training.Elara has always enjoyed being praised, smiling widely at the demigod. She thought today’s events played to her favor, allowing her to learn many new things. Her finger was still glowing bright, evidence that she had mastered pulling at her magic."What next?" she asked Petra with gleaming eyes, wanting to learn more, ready to devour the demigod’s teachings. She really wanted to learn how to travel the way Petra did. Her father’s way of travel always felt cold and dark to her. It would leave her with a funny feeling, only because it would pull at the darkness she didn’t know she had inside of her.“Let's train your body now,” Petra answered."My body?" Elara did not like the sound of that. She wanted to focus on her magic. She didn’t want to do more physical training. Her father and mother do plenty of that with her already."Yes, the stronger your body, the better it c

Third person P.O.V.Today was the day Elara would start school. She was excited having had dream after dream of what it would be like. She knew she had to be careful with who she spoke to and what she said, but the excitement outweighed her worry.“Ready?” her mother asked her as they stood just outside the large archway of the academy. Their hands had long ago parted, allowing Elara to walk freely beside them. She nodded, feeling her stomach turn with a slight nervousness. “You’re going to do great. Let’s go check in and get our dorms assigned.”Ares, Andy, and Elara headed in, crossing under the West Ora Academy letterings. The moment Elara stepped through the archway, her magic swirled inside her. She was suddenly more aware of it than before, hitting her hard, and causing her steps to falter. Not wanting to give away that something was wrong—for fear her parents would send her back home—she quickly composed herself.The pull to her magic was strong, as if it had been amplified. Wha

Third Person POVElara had enjoyed her time with Leaf and Icarus during her first week of school, finding at least one of them in each of her classes. It wasn't uncommon to find them contradict one another as they spoke with her, but Elara paid it no mind. She decided what to believe of her own accord, not what her friends told her to.She slept with her mother Andy for the entirety of her first week, but tonight she decided she would sleep in her own room. Elara wanted to be a big girl, or so she thought. She wanted to prove she was growing, already feeling like she was seven.When she entered her dorm she found things strewn on her bed, items that did not belong to her. Her white brows furrowed as she stared at each object assessingly, seeing uniform blazers, ties, undergarments of various colors all over. She picked at one with her nose wrinkled in disgust, pinching it with her thumb and forefinger. She tossed it to the floor, doing the same with all the items on her bed until it wa