Masters of the Mystic Arts (In Progress)
NOT HARRY POTTER RELATED STILL IN PROGRESS If you like it please post on my wall or OWL me! This is a story in which three best friends explore their magical capabilities. The bad kid, Andrew, is taken back through his memories to find out who he is, while Tasha realizes that Tarik isn't straight, and Jenna figures out who her long lost son is.
Chapter 6 - Inward Struggles
I watched as Tarik left the house. I worried for him. I glanced towards Marcia and thanked her for their friendship. I just hope he will get home okay. He is like the son I never had. I will always love him with all of my being.
“He will be okay.” Finn said to me. “He is a survivor that one.”
I smiled grimly, “I know. If he is in trouble, I will know and I will have my revenge on whoever causes him any harm!”
“Can you teach me magic?” Finn asked shyly.
I looked at him with wide eyes, surprised that he would ask, “Why should I do that? Give me a reason and I may think to teach you.”
“I can be of use.” Finn said hopefully.
I looked at him with an expression that seemed to scare him. My eyes softened, “Fine. I have decided to teach you the magic of visions. You would be able to disguise yourself as someone completely different or be able to make monsters appear or even make flowers bloom with visions.”
“Please let me learn. I really want to learn.” Finn pleaded with me.
“I will teach you but if you turn out like my last student, I will do everything that I can to stop you.” I said.
“Andrew, is he dead?” Victoria asked me.
“No, he will rest.” I said. “Remind him of the situation. I would hate to have to kill him. He is too good for that.”
“Fine.” Victoria said as I exited the room and left the house.
I walked along the road, feeling as though something was missing. I guess it must have been my mom appearing in my memories again. She had been dead for a while but it was still sad to think about her.
AIEEEEEEE! The town's danger alarms went off. My head snapped to one side as I turned to see which way the sirens were pointing. They were pointing in one direction. Towards Jenna’s house. I started to run in that direction before the harsh wind came.
“Tarik. TARIK! Wake up!” Victoria was shaking me trying to get me off of the floor and to wake me up. “Tasha, Tasha. Get up here now! Help me get Tarik back to Jenna.”
Tasha and Maya both ran in at the same time. I was barely able to open my eyes. I saw Tasha and reached out, barely able to move my arm. I tried to speak, “Tasha.” I whispered. “I need Coulter. I need Coulter.” I said as I closed my eyes again.
“I can’t. I can’t. It isn’t that easy Tarik. He is a bad person. He tried to kill you, remember?” Tasha said.
I managed a small smile as my eyes opened again, “No, Tasha, he saved me.” I said before resting my head on the floor and closing my eyes again.
“Oh, Tarik.” Tasha said sadly before her gaze hardened, “You can be so thick headed!”
I smiled. “Just take me to him please Tasha. Please just do this one thing for me. It has been a rather rough day, see?”
“If you don’t want to take him then I will.” Victoria said.
Tasha looked really worried. “If you wish to do so, I will make no attempt to stop you sister. But be warned, if he does something, I will know and I will hit the man with everything I have.”
“You shouldn’t even try to touch Coulter, Tasha. That is a bad thing just waiting to happen.” I said.
“I will do whatever it takes to keep my family together.” She told me.
“Then you have to take me to him or at least get him to come here.” I told her.
“As you wish.” Maya said.
“Thank you Maya.” I said. “Just bring him over here and whatever you do, do not let the man touch you. His touch brings death to whatever he touches.”
“Exactly why I didn’t want you to talk to him.” Tasha muttered quietly.
“What was that Tasha?” I turned towards her. “I am not ready to get impatient with you right now so if you have something important to say just say it.” I looked at her, daring her to repeat what she had just said.
“Lets just all..calm..down.” Monte entered the room.
“Monte? What are you doing here?” I asked. “You were supposed to be in here but you weren’t. Why? Why would you do that to me and leave me alone with Andrew? Why?”
“I brought someone you may wish to see.” He said as he backed out of the room.
As he backed out of the room to make way for the new person I struggled to see them. I kept looking but still couldn’t manage to see them. I saw a person walk in with gloves on both of his hands. One of his gloved hands rested on Andrew’s shoulder and I recoiled from them before shrieking in pain.
“Don’t move.” A very deep voice said.
I breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank God it’s you. I need help, old friend. Make sure not to kill the boy though please.” I said as I watched Andrew's face turn red.
“I said don’t move sonny. Just hold still. Believe it or not I am going to completely cure you. I just need you to be honest with me or my touch will kill you.” Coulter stepped into view as he released his hold on Andrew's arm. “Tell me, what has been going on between the two of you.” He asked as he looked first at Andrew then back at me.
“Absolutely nothing.” Andrew said definitely.
“That isn’t true. As I said, be honest and my touch will not kill you.” Coulter responded with an edge in his voice.
“He used me.” I said. “He used me all the time. I want nothing to do with him but I am somehow attached to him now.”
Andrew stared at me as his face grew red with anger. “I did no such thing!”
I released my vision spells again for everyone to see. Andrew recoiled and tried to leave but Coulter caught his arm and dragged him back into the room before he said, “You have one minute to talk before I take my gloves off boy.”
Andrew paled, “Fine,” he said as he rushed through, “I practiced my magic on him, my father taught me magic and so I chose him to practice it on. I hated him because he is the best student in our grade other than Marcia. They are our two best students. So whenever I practiced my magic on him that was me getting revenge on him for being better than me. I still don’t feel bad about it. Especially whenever I started to punch him too. Now that was satisfying.”
Everyone in the room except for me looked at Andrew in horror. Coulter started to remove his gloves.
“Fine.” Andrew got nervous, “I also made him practice his magic on others. I made him practice it on Tasha, his favorite little sister. I didn’t give him a choice. I was going to dispose of her if he didn’t.”
I started to cry as I listened to Andrew, “There’s more.” I rasped.
Andrew looked at me with anger written across his face, “Fine. I also made him so tired that he fell asleep on the floor. He often woke up wondering what was wrong.”
“There were many things wrong with what you did Andrew. I won’t let you anywhere near me ever again.” I said.
“You don’t have a choice. You don’t have a choice.” He said as he tried to move away.
Coulter had managed to remove one of his gloves. He barely touched Andrew as he turned. Andrew turned back to me and attempted to speak. “Why? Why would you do this to me? Why? We could have done great things together.” He said as he collapsed.
I looked at him, my gaze hardened and I turned away from him. I saw his body barely moving from the corner of my eye. I dragged myself towards him and grabbed hold of both of his hands. In my mind I saw my life force going into Andrew and hesitated for one second. I could distantly hear Coulter yelling at me to stop but I didn't. I had made up my mind. As my life force went into Andrew I could feel myself dying. Whenever I finished I was barely holding on to life. I felt myself slowly drifting away. I wanted to stay with my sisters but I couldn’t. I had already made my choice.
“You shouldn’t have done that Tarik. You really should not have done that.” Andrew said.
“Yet I did it anyway.” I whispered softly. “If you care about people, no matter what they have done to you, it is the right thing to do. Remember that guys. Remember that and don’t forget what I have done for you all today. Remember me and don't you forget it. I will do my best to come back but I make no promises.”
“Hold on, Tarik. Jenna is on her way.” Coulter said as he moved his hands and opened a portal through which Jenna walked through with her pot and materials.
“Do promises really mean nothing anymore Tarik? You said you would be fine and back in half an hour. HALF AN HOUR!” Jenna said.
“It was my fault Jenna.” Andrew said.
“I should have known. I will deal with you later.” Jenna said as Andrew nodded and stepped back. “We shall have a little fun in your memories!”
Andrew looked at her, shocked before his expression quickly turned to nervousness. He seemed really tense but decided against running away.
“Don’t do that to him, mom.” I said.
Jenna looked at Andrew as she said, “Well, I suppose we could do it later.”
“Hmm.” I said. I gave up trying to change her mind because once she makes up her mind it will not change.
“Well!” Jenna said as her eyes sparkled. “Let’s do this.”