Peter James Haynes had barely stepped into the house when a shrill woman with a voice that bats would envy shrieked in a language he guessed was Hindi, the spell had been fluctuating ever since the moment their feet touched the ground, a clear indication illustrating that the translation spell was being jammed. He should have guessed when he couldn't understand her conversation with the FC rider. "Aa gayi Kanjari! Kaha gayi thi tu, aur yeh kaun hai? Ek Firang, vah bai tu to kuch zyada—" "Oh shut up!" Jasmine started, "First of all Manisha I don't answer to you, so quit your shrieking!" she said starting in English and then continuing in her own language flawlessly. "Ek toh vaise I've had one hell of a day, uppar se tu shuru ho jati ho! Papa", she addressed someone, "Main Hale Academy vich select go gayi. Kaafi had tak privileged institute hai, aur tuhanu dasan aayi haan", she yelled equally loud. Peter eyed her sta

"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

"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

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.

"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