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#Magic trainning##Supernatural world#You are either quite ambitious or quite madElena's POVThey say that any technology sufficiently advanced looks like magic. But the truth is that there is always a clue to magic.Magic can manifest itself as either science or technology so the gullible humans can celebrate creating a successful theory that is backed up with experiments. Magic can be used for the betterment of mankind and supernaturals. It is the thin thread that binds everything together to make sense. It promotes our evolution or brings devastation upon us all.Those who practice dark art use it for power and control, for abuse, and for the pleasure they feel in causing pain and death. Just like the tragic story of Diego, Harry, and Mary. Mary was eventually served as food to the vampires and they ensured to drain her vile blood till she became a walking corpse and ended up as bones.Harry on the other hand was made to combat in a duel for his life. He fought with all his might but the vampire warrior was too strong so he died a painful death. But one thing I can't help but wonder is what debt Mary owed that led to her demise and what exactly did she trade to pay her dues? But the matter seems insignificant to the others because no one mentioned it.Today is the day I learn the ethics of magic and how to control my power but Suzy is nowhere to be found."Looking for Suzy?" Hilda leaned on the pillar of the quarter and tossed the body of a human she just finished draining to the floor."Yeah, I can't seem to find her anywhere, do you happen to know where she is?" I cocked a brow and folded my arm to my chest.Hilda took baby steps and her black leather boot clicked and echoed through empty walls till she was beside me. "If there is one thing I can bet my money on, she is probably screwing some hoe." She tapped my back and walked away."Wait, can you help me find her?" I hollered after her and she stopped without turning to face me."If you want me to kill an enemy or train your fighting skills, then I'm your girl, but any other silly task isn't for me." She turned to give a plastered fake smile and went on her merry way."How can someone be so useless and useful simultaneously." I hissed back at her and resumed hollering Suzy's name around the quarter.I rummaged through every part of the quarter but I couldn't find her so I decided to tap into my magic. I have seen Suzy perform locator spells to find a missing person before, so I bought out a map and her hairbrush and began chanting. The brush was shoved multiple times by the spell and it eventually landed at the riverside near the bayou.What could Suzy be doing at the bayou meant for the werewolves? I hurriedly returned the brush and head out of the quarter. Vampires aren't allowed in the bayou so she must be somewhere close to the bayou. But next to the riverside is a high-profiled bar, Susan must be shagging some guy there.I packed my jet-black curly hair in a messy bun and began to sniff the air to track Suzy's scent. I walked through the pathway that led to the local bar. The cold air was nipping on my exposed skin. It is the night of a full moon and you can mildly hear the howls of wolves through the night sky.I reached the bar in no time, even from outside of the door you can hear the loud and excessive voices and shouts of the people from within. I swung the door open and covered my nose the moment the stench hit me. The establishment reeked of human sweat and scent. Each man held a twin prostitute on their legs and the hoes shoved their open bosom to the face of the drunk men. They all looked pretty wasted. This is the perfect environment to find her.Susan would never stay so close to the humans so she must be somewhere less crowded, I ordered a chilled beer and sat at a corner till I spotted the slutty blonde.Seduction was what Suzy knew best and did right. She moved into a guy's personal space but he didn't look like he minded. They held their gazes with the right look of heat present in their eyes. Suzy didn't just look at the man, she looked into him as if she knew his desires. They eventually started making out; and with the kiss came a rough touch of her body poised, just the right blend of relaxation and tension. Their lips locked for some moment before she started planting wet kisses all over his cheeks and neck and her hands wandered dangerously down.I drained my cup of its beer and slammed it on the table before heading to hijack Susan by the elbow."Uhm! Sorry, you had to witness that," the wolf guy Suzy was eyeing some days back at the court said awkwardly and scratched his neck.Suzy rolled her eyes and grunted. "Aren't you supposed to be reading for school now? Why did you have to interrupt my fun.""I ditched study session so I could learn magic and I need you to bring your ass along with me and come tutor me." I gave an apologetic smile to the wolf guy and dragged Suzy back to the quarter."You selfish witch. I was lending my ass to the wolf guy and you could have asked him for permission to share.""Eew! I don't want your ass, I need you to train my power, hoe!" I crinkled my nose at her."Call me that one more time and I will pin you to the wall and strike you with a plague." She said with a tight-lipped smile."Too bad it will be a wasted effort because the last time I checked." I crossed my arms over my chest."I can't die. Perks of being a hybrid." I winked at her."Cool! So where should we start from?" She placed her hands on her hips and sighed."How about you tell me how magic works? And I tried the locator spell to find you." I wiggled my brows at a mortified Suzy."You did what?" She gasped and placed her hand on her chest in horror."Don't blame me, no one was willing to assist me with the search so I tried magic." I shrugged my shoulders."I'm impressed. It is either you are quite ambitious or quite mad." She tapped her chin thoughtfully."Thanks," I smirked at her. "But I vouch for the former.""Magic is linked to emotions; the stronger the emotion the potent the magic." Suzy pulled off her leather jacket to reveal a pink-colored crop top that dropped so low that her full boobs were on display except for her nipples."Okay!" I said and eyed her warily. Her cheerful self was gone and replaced with the seriousness of a witch."All you need to do is to channel your emotions to your prey or object." Suzy rolled her hands in the hair and a whirlwind started. The windows of the quarter began slamming themselves. One smashed the wall hard and the shred fell to the floor.I stared at her with wide eyes as I tried to absorb what the hell just happened. "Did you cause that whirlwind?""I concentrated my emotions and controlled the molecules present in the air. It is quite simple, try it."I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate but nothing was coming through. I rolled my hands in the air, grunted, punched the air, yet it was still the same emptiness and voidness. It is either my magic isn't collaborating or I have been ridden off my emotions.Failure has a war of irking me and making me feel like peeling off my skin, getting laid, or doing something completely irrational and spontaneous.I kicked the wall and my toe hit a broken fraction of the glass. I started bleeding but the blood stopped as soon as it started and my cut was sealed back like it was never there."Are you alright?" Suzy touched my shoulders and said with a voice laced with concern."I'm far from that, I just failed my first attempt at a magic lesson." I squeezed my eyes shut and punched the wall till I could feel a crack and then I felt better."It's okay to not get magic right at first, but I can guarantee you that will be a master witch as long as you keep practicing." Suzy twirled me around and said subtly."But how can we continue when I didn't get the first lesson right?" My brows furrowed."We can continue by learning the scope of magic and some history." She stood tall and cracked her knuckles.She led us to
#French quarter##Dark magic mojo##supernatural world#Looks like you all came from the lineage of psychos♥Elena's POV♥To be honest, I have had my own fair share of bad dreams. Nightmares like when my brain conjures up monsters in form of witches who suction my soul out of my body, drive me through the ancestral plane, and tries to murder me in my dream world. They sometimes come in form of a vision, a dreadful illusion, or a spiritual war zone.But on the contrary, when reality falls far from our expectations and turns against our favor, we prefer to imagine it as a bad dream and try as much as possible not to snap back to existence because the truth can be overbearing and too much to stomach.I tried to stay calm and tell myself it is some bad mirage that I didn't want to wake up to. But the moment the scenario registered fully, my mind went blank and my body went numb as a stray tear-stained my cheek.There was a huge circl
The idea of going to hunt down the witch that killed Dan was very thrilling. Hell, everyone looked excited like they were attending a party with free booze, only that the major booze vampires chug down is blood."Wait! Even though I don't understand a thing y'all are blabbing about. Can you at least help me up so I can be on my merry way?" Blondie's voice interrupted our brief merriment.Dad brought out his checkbook and gave the blondie a hundred thousand dollars cheque."Okay, what murderous job do you want me to do?" Blondie stared wide-eyed at father and the cheque and pretended to shoot himself in the head."Forget everything you saw today, forget about losing your job and go start a new life out of LA." Dad compelled the blondie who stood up and looked like his memory was severed before sauntering out of our sight without a word.Mind compulsion is another benefit we enjoy as vampires. It is the ability of immortals like vampires and hybrids to control
#Witches cemetery##Dark magic mojo##supernatural world#Perhaps a much more subtle approach might do the magic♥Elena's POV♥Negative actions create negative chaos which is quite synonymous to destruction. Whereas, positive actions create positive chaos and positive chaos is constructive.All my life, I have heard my family talk about war but I never got to experience one so I kinda wished it happened in my lifetime. But thinking over it again made me realize it was a stupid wish.What is war? But the slaughter of our finest at the devil's command. How can we evolve when our best is taken? For Hilda, this feels like fun to her because it is her thing. It allows her to exercise her tomboyish attitude and showcase her tough girl skills.For Susan, she looked conflicted. Fighting against her own kind when she used to be one, a witch. But the paranoia didn't stop her from eyeing a hot dude who kept trying to revive a dead flower bu
Suspense they say is thrilling but also pretty terrific. We are at the brink of it all, we are the most influential and powerful family yet we currently sit at the mercy of Bastiana while she enjoys the torture she is meting to us."Defeating an ancient warlock won't be easy and to be two steps ahead. We need a seer." She took Dad's hands and they both rose together.A proud smile was on dad's face and there was silent jubilation in our eyes. We finally have an elder on our side and she can perhaps combat with the warlock magically."And I can't think straight with this throbbing head and bleeding body."I bobbed my head and bit a chunk of my hand before filling a wine glass with the droplets of my blood. The blood of vampires can help heal up all kinds of wounds on any supernatural species and fragile humans.Bastiana accepted the glass and drank my blood with a gulp while her face mirrored disgust. Her scars began healing and her cuts closed back till he
#cemetery##supernatural world##Dark magic vs action#Why subject yourself to that screaming banshee?♥Elena's POV♥Lilium candidium, the botanical name of white lily which is popularly known as the cemetery plant grew around the graveyard and blossomed into beautiful flowers which symbolized the innocence that has been restored to the soul of the departed.The blossom opened as if each flower were a book-- a book that was more sculpted divinely than written, the ink infusing into the petals to give them their soft glow while the flowers gave a subtle aromatic fragrance to the graveyard.The moment the warlock made his appearance, their once beautiful petals curled at the edge from Lucindo's black magic. Already their stalks are limp and when I bent to pick some up, their head withered with gravity towards the ground and they remained dry and dead. The dead petals could only symbolize something. Either Lucindo is toxic or he has a de
Now, mom had fully shifted to a white wolf with shining silver furs and eyes. She looked helpless since she was bounded by magic and the same thing is applicable to Cedric and Hilda."You know, I have thought of nine hundred and ninety nine ways to kill you over the millennium, Cedric." He snapped his fingers and candles were lit with fire that burned brighter than I had ever seen all over the cemetery. He pulled out a blade and pierced the snake right from the tail upward before throwing it inside the fire."And this was the whack idea you came up with? It's too bad you are this dumb considering the fact that you are over a thousand years old." Dad snickered."Killing your father would have been pointless, so it occurred to me to kill the son that aided him and the seeds of your loins." Lucindo inhaled sharply."Eew!" I scoffed. "You know when you put it that way it makes me want to gag." I scrunched my face up in disgust."Oh, poor sweet soul! You wi
#Supernatural world##The Quarter##Stormy July#Am I going to get a hug or an orgasm?Elena's POVIt is the beginning of July and this month often comes with a confident wind, rousing the trees into a vortex of dance as a slight breeze dominated the atmosphere, year in year out since timely memorial. Normally the sky at this time would be filled with chirping birds and warm sun rays, but this is a new month and it's time to kiss summer goodbye.Usually, a rainy season comes with an invitation to rest, relax, and enjoy the cool weather but peace and serenity seem like a foreign words right now. Even as I peer outside my window, humans are seen racing across the busy street with umbrellas as they try to prevent the drizzling of rain from staining their outfits. Every human on the street has a worried face as they struggle to make it through their various destinations. Be it school or work. One thing is common today among all the creatures, everyone