Hex Hall discussion

A large dining hall with a bunch of mismatched tables and chairs

Flame walked in and sat down on one of the chairs cross-leged, you could tell she was annoyed.

Lexi sat at a white table that looked like it could be used for a tea. She looked weird sitting at it, considering that she was a dark witch.

Flame wished she was somewhere else

Ice finaly got to the dinning hall

Camella sat down next to Ice.

Amber came in, a bit late, but orientation hadn't started yet. She sat down next to a witch.

The lights went out and everything was dark.

shadow came in at the last moment

Amber jumped and suppressed a squeal.

Camella looked around.

Lexi rolled her eyes at all of the squeals.

Ice just waited

Flame sighed

Shadow just waited bored to death and annoyed

A tiny square of light appeared next to Mrs. Casnoff. It grew larger and larger until it was movie-screen sized.

Amber stared at the screen, wondering what was going to appear.

Camella yawned. This was kind of boring.

Lexi sighed and scanned the room, waiting for someone to do something stupid.

Ice, Flame, And shadow all fell hushed. Ice had a sharp glint in her eyes still mad for being herein the first place.

James walked in a sat some where random. PLease let someone be a little bit normal!

He thought.

Lexi watched as James sat next to her. She sighed and shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

flame waited for the movie to start

Slowly a picture developed. It was a black and white painting of a group of stern faced men wearing puritan hats and black suits.

"Bloody crAp."

Ice sighed and thoght about taking a nap or trning into a cat and snecking away from this place

"In 1692 two witches in Salem killed eighteen innocent humans when they came into their powers." Mrs. Casnoff began.

'SO wha?" James whispered.

Ice was really getting pissed now

"A group of warlocks from nearby boston wrote to the warlocks and witches in London and created the council."Mrs. Casnoff continued.

"Who cares."Lexi muttered, twisting a strand of hair around her finger.

Ice cpould fell fur on the back of her neck now but she shoved away the thoght and it dissapered.

"Warlocks, psh!" He whispered. James was getting worked up.

"Are you okay?"Camella asked Ice in a hushed whisper.

"It was hoped that with structure and resources that the council could prevent other tradgedies like this from happening." Mrs. Casnoff said.

"Just a bit upsetted by this"she wihspered back her voice sonding a bit like a mewish hiss

Camella nodded, hoping that it was just Ice being a little bit upset and not a lot.

She calmed herself down and just glared at the wall it looked like she was trying to be like a witch and set it on fire.

The picture faded and morphed into a potrait of a redheaded woman with a green satin dress with a large hoopskirt.

James tood up and walked over to a different table, a table with people. "Whooptidoo!" He whispered.

Ice muttered to herself something to quiet for others to hear

"Mr James, can you tell me who this woman is?"Mrs Casnoff asked.

Ice looked at him thinking he was speachless now

"This is Jessica Prentiss. She was an enormously powerful light witch from New Orleans. After her younger sister passed away in 1876 while having her powers stripped by the council, she proposed the idea of a safe house of sorts. A place where people whose powers could potentially be harmful could live." Mrs. Casnoff said.

Ice thoght this was a bad idea

The portrait faded and an old picture of the school appeared.

“In 1903 the council founded Hecate Hall. The Council realized that they needed a place to train and mold young prodigium who were using their powers without the proper level of discretion. And so, Hecate Hall was born.”

ice grunted her eyes looked down and went dark

"Are you okay?"Camelle asked Ice.

A small speck of light appeared in the front of the room, taking the shape of an old man.


“This is Charles Watson. He was a white warlock from Lower Quinton in England. He performed lower spells for the people of Quinton. Simple things like a love spell or potions for sickness. But then, in 1945 there was a bad harvest.”

She nodded

Flame tensed sitting alone

More figures appeared behind Charles.

“The people blamed Charles…and well, you can see the rest.”Mrs. Casnoff said as one of the people drove a pitchfork into his neck.

Ava sat in a chair. Great I'm already late.

ice flinched

She watched it in awe.

“All Charles did was try to help and this is how humans repaid him.”

All around the room images popped up. A family of vampires being staked, a werewolf was shot with silver bullets, Faeries shackled in iron that immediately burned their wrists and a gallows full of hanged witches.

Lexi stared wide eyed at the witches.

Camelle cringed at all of the horrible sights.

Amber shrieked as she saw the faeries.