Umbrella Academy Symbols Novels & Stories

The sleeves are short and puffed, adding a touch of sweetness to my overall appearance. My dark blue blazer features the same golden emblem on the chest pocket as Alonzo, symbolizing my connection to Celestia Academy and my commitment to learning and growth. The blazer is fitted with a slightly flared silhouette, accentuating my tiny waist and emphasizing my bright, curious spirit.

"I believe that traveling to the center will be more exhausting for you.... so just kept going down that road." "Thank you, Eureka," Emily responded, a smile on her face. In response to his surprise, Eureka took a step back from his position. Instantaneously, he asled, "How did you come to know my name?" he wondered. Smiling Emily rolled the sleeve of the shirt she was wearing up to her armpit level. Emily's arm had a symbol on it, and Eureka recognized it right away. He finds it to be a deeply symbolic representation. With this symbol, you can see a half-day and a half-moon sign at the same time.

His eyes turned icy as he froze in his steps to look at me. “I should have known, they were extra cautious.” I mumbled, then pulled out Igni's weapon. The dart had a symbol. The symbol of an eagle flying and a chick trapped in between his legs, this symbol represented Igni. Even if she isn't physically present, having anything that had her symbol could grant you access anywhere. I was right, the moment the guard saw the symbol, his eyes popped out and he bowed slightly and then hurried away to show me where Alice was.

“Her glorious tits?” “No, perv!” Well, yeah. I pointed again, doing it right this time. “Look at that. The symbol.” I grabbed my uniform jacket from the chair and flipped it over. Side by side, it was almost identical, although it was blurry. Regardless, it was COL’s crest, unmistakable. Kai jerked back like I’d just told him he failed a test. “No way. There is no way a goddess attends our school, and we don’t know. No freaking way!”

But that’s impossible! I exited the email and refreshed my laptop before checking the email again. It’s still there! I saw the mysterious logo and the name of the academy again and I am completely speechless. The logo looked prestigious. There’s like this shapes of diamonds in the middle, it looked like some infinite stairs which you can see when you look down on one. But that’s not only it, there are five stones surrounding the diamond shape. Each color differs with fiery red, glowing green, deep shiny blue, crystal white and the one at the center of them, golden yellow.

Being a king, Xee was also a member of the council. Addy trailed off, "This logo circle has 6 parts and each one represents a supernatural creature. Here, see this paw with a human handprint, it's for werewolves. This union of three circles is for witches." Her finger shifted to the next one, "Can you see this arrow and bow? That's for elves. And this portal arch is for warlocks. This fangs here is for vampires and this flower bouquet is for faes." I looked at Addy in awe, "You really are pro at it, girl."

So, I'm in class with William beside me. I've never worn a uniform in my life, and the idea of even wearing one was a nightmare to me, but to be honest, I kind of like this one. I'm dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and black shoes. I've taken off my jacket since I'm feeling kind of hot. The jacket is black with the school's insignia on its chest pocket. It consists of a cat's claw mark, a crescent moon with stars, a wolf howling at the moon, and three drops of blood encased within a shield.

You'd think after seventeen years, I'd be used to it. You'd be wrong. "Aria Blackwood," I read aloud, tracing the elegant calligraphy with my thumb. No one in Pine Hollow received mail with such beautiful writing. Hell, most of us were lucky if the bills arrived without coffee stains. The return address made my blood turn to ice: Crimson Moon Academy. "No," I whispered, my hands starting to shake. "No, no, no." But there it was, the official seal pressed into blood-red wax—a crescent moon wrapped around a wolf's head. Everyone knew what that meant. Every human between seventeen and nineteen knew what that meant.

The group reached the observatory entrance just as another gunshot shattered a nearby pillar. Stone exploded across the ground. Elyra flinched. Zevarion instinctively moved her behind him. Protecting her. Again. Even in the middle of chaos. The gesture didn't go unnoticed. Especially by Seraphina. The woman watched them briefly. Then turned her attention to the enormous doors ahead. Ancient symbols covered the surface. The Crest of the Founders had been carved into the center. The thirteen-branched tree. The symbol that now seemed to appear everywhere.

The invitation came on the first day of autumn. Iris brought it to the great hall, her face flushed, her eyes bright. The paper was thick, expensive, sealed with wax stamped with the crest of Silver Creek Academy—a wolf howling at a crescent moon, the symbol of learning and legacy, of young wolves finding their way. She held it like it was something precious, something fragile, something that might break if she held it too tightly, something that represented a future she had almost given up on.