Witch Chronicles 001 A TG Witches Tale
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I can say it, I messed up. But it wasn't all my fault. I trusted the
wrong person.
But I'm getting ahead of myself.
My name is Sabrina, and I'm a witch.
Nope, don't have a broomstick. Although I guess I could, if I really
wanted to make one.
Witches are actually a subset of the race known as the Magi. There are
three main subsets - Witches, Warlocks, and Wizards.
Before you ask, no, not all witches are girls, and not all Warlocks or
Wizards are guys. It's about what you focus on, not about your gender.
See, Witches focus mostly on living things - plants and animals.
Warlocks, on the other hand, focus mainly on non-living nature - rocks,
waterfalls, even the moon and sun. And Wizards are all about knowledge
and creating magical objects. You need a magic ring, or a scroll, a
Wizard is your best bet.
Not that these categories are exclusive. In practice, most Magi have at
least some skill in all three disciplines. You just tend to be called one
or another, depending on your strengths.
Because our world has become less hospitable to magic of all kinds, many
if not all magi prefer to use magic rarely. Magic is like a kind of
energy and it's never wise to run your reserves dry, as it can take quite
some time to refuel, so to speak.
We also tend to keep to ourselves, and do not mingle much with regular
people. We might be centuries removed from the time when scared peasants
would try to set some mage on fire, but we are encouraged to use caution
regardless.
Which means I have few friends.
Which is why I was willing to hang around Klarion and made the mistake of
trusting him.
I honestly don't know how much of our friendship was real, and how much
was him playing me. Maybe at first it was as good for him to have
another of his kind to talk to. He told me he had been raised by a
golem, a being made of earth brought to life by magic. For reasons
Klarion never explained, and maybe he didn't even know, the golem was
made to resemble a famous mage, Morgan Le Fay.
In any case every once in awhile, he'd escape his golem "babysitter" and
have a little fun - by using his magic to create chaos.
Then a little while ago he had used his magic to make the food at a
school cafeteria come to life and start fighting. I confess, when he told
me what he had done, I laughed, and thought his idea of a "food fight"
was pretty funny.
Then he told me he had learned something doing this spell. It should
have been draining for him to make even two food creatures, but he found
himself tapping into a well of magical power - or manna, as it's called,
that was far greater than anything he had heard of before.
So once the "food fight" was over, he started some experiments, and came
to believe that while we had always been taught that mana had been in
decline for the last couple of thousand years, suddenly there was more
than there had been since the great days of magic.
To find out for sure, he wanted me to help him testing this, by creating
a familiar. Usually a witch will take a family pet for a familiar, but he
wanted to try to do something outrageous.
He had learned there was a family of werecats near who had three
children, and he wanted me to bind them to serve me.
I promise, normally I would have said no way to such an idea. It's one
thing to use a pet, but to take kids, even were- kids, well, that's
wrong.
But I found myself agreeing.
Now, here is the thing I did wrong. "Protect yourself at all times" is
one of the first lessons of being a mage. But I had a bit of a crush on
him, and let my guard down, allowing him to use a suggestion spell.
It probably helped that he kept saying they wouldn't be hurt, they would
just be like my best friends as well as familiars, and that he'd arrange
everything.
All I had to do was sneak out at the proper time, take a potion he had
prepared for me that would "open" my power up even further, and wait.
But what he actually arranged was me to get caught and blamed for all of
it.
The were-family was warned, and sent the children to safety while they
tracked me down, and found me in the woods behind my house acting like I
had been drinking, giggling to myself and cooing over having were-kittens
for friends.
When I sobered up, I had to face the music. My parents had been scared
when they realized I was missing, then worried I had become some kind of
maniac willing to kidnap were-kids. Then they were upset at me for
letting myself get into this mess.
I honestly half expected to end up being put in a magic-proof cel until I
died.
But they brought in a truthsayer, and realized I had been taken advantage
of.
As for Klarion, nobody knows where he went. They figure that had been
his idea from the beginning - to use me as a distraction which would
allow him to find a place where even the best magic couldn't find him, so
he would have the time to figure a way to take advantage of the return of
magic.
And me? I've been given a chance to redeem myself.
I'm being sent to a brand new school for magical creatures of all kinds.
Apparently the revival of magic is a big enough deal that a group
representing a bunch of different magical species got together, and
decided what was needed was for all of us to learn from each other as we
learned about our powers.
I've promised to use this second chance wisely, and I will.
But I am hoping that once I'm strong enough, I'll have an opportunity to
have a little talk with a certain witch boy ...
End.
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