THE LEGEND OF ALVAH

THE LEGEND OF ALVAH

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A centuries old tale of a woman who grants wishes to lonely souls haunts the mind of the new generation. Charlie Peddington is a broke, aspiring writer who wishes to write and publish her very first novel that would blow the minds of every reader she could imagine. She spends her time struggling in between master classes and in being a ghost writer to any student needing her service. As part of her final project, she's tasked to write the most out of this world story she could ever come up, with the possibility of being introduced to a well-known publisher courtesy of her mentor. But how does she make her story excel amongst the new generation of creators? Until an unfortunate event brought her to the life of a mysterious woman who rescued her one night. Her curiosity got the best of her, that when she learned of her identity, she realizes she could no longer turn her back against the things that she is about to discover. How will she fare against a half jinni, half witch who has lived for hundreds of centuries filled with the most out of this world stories she can ever imagine?

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Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

She sucked in deep breaths as she faced her professor slash mentor. In his face is the look of failure—her failure to be exact.

She has nothing to present this morning, no draft, no blurb, not even a concept of what story will she write for her final project.

But it’s all because of a really good reason.

“I got mugged?” she could sense the discontent coming from his face.

She gulped in heavy saliva, preparing herself for a lie she doesn’t even want to tell.

“Yes.”

“What time exactly did you get mugged?”

“Around midnight.” Did she just sound unsure?

“Are you trying to trick me?”

“No, I’m not. I’m telling the truth.”

Well, not really. She wasn’t exactly mugged.

She was chased.

“Your deadline was two weeks ago. I’m wondering if you are seeing the worth of what this school is paying for your scholarship. You seem uninterested to graduate from my class Miss Peddington. And here I am, thinking that you really want to become a writer. “

“Of course, I do!”

Her professor stated to grab his books and got out of the room. She shuffled against scattered students in the hallway, ready to go home, as she tries to catch up with her professor. Honestly, she never wanted to seem like a disappointment.

She ended getting into his office as she continues to plead for his consideration.

“Please, give me another chance.”

“Well, I didn’t really say anything. I guess you just assumed I won’t wait for your draft. But know that you may be at a disadvantage if you choose to delay drafting your work. That would reflect badly on your work ethics. So, submit it when you can. The sooner the better.” He turned to his desk only to turn back towards her, “But if by any chance you think that I’d just let you be, I will still fail you until you’d get your act together and submit your draft. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

“And please, just be honest. You don’t look like someone who was mugged. Go now.” He says dismissing her.

She scratched a part of her head and fixed her hair after as she exited her professor’s office.

She strode along with all the students busily minding their own business.

Well, she wasn’t mugged but it what happened wasn’t entirely different from being mugged.

She opened her locker and grabbed her tote bag, ready to report to her part time job.

As she shuffled through some books, she needed to take home, she noticed the piece of red cloth that fell from top of a book she had piled up inside her locker.

She grabbed the torn cloth, feeling it’s texture. Her mind traveled to what happened the previous night as she ran away from a man sent by the loan shark she’s indebted to.

She’s been running for as long as she can remember, the man is relentless. Well, who wouldn’t be, she’s been MIA with her payments for the past six months now?

Unfortunately, the money she owed was swindled from her by the man she thought she could trust.

She gasps as she hid against the dark alley. She needs to catch her breath or else, she will collapse. Leaning on the wet wall she mindlessly relied for strength, she peaked at the road where she came from, trying to look out for her perpetrator.

She could hear herself breath harshly after running such a long mile.

She didn’t see anyone and found herself calm down as she closed her eyes and say a quick prayer. But then just when she was about to assume that she’s safe, she found herself having difficulty breathing. Strong set of hands now clasped against her neck, pushing her against the wall was what came across the moment she opened her eyes.

In a steadfast moment, she could see herself losing her life in the hands of the man she’s been running away from. Her life now hangs in a thread, and there’s no one within the area who could help her. She can’t shout, she can’t run and clearly, this is the end of her.

“Yakhtafi!”

Those words filled the silence of the night. Suddenly, the man who was tilting her neck just this moment, disappeared into thin air.

She slowly slumped into the ground, heaving deep breaths, involuntarily laying her body into the ground in an attempt to recover from the sudden distress she’s had.

Behind the blurry sight, she looked at the shadow that started to tower over her weak body.

“Calm down now little one, you are safe.”

All she sees is a woman standing statuesquely against the only lamp post that’s lit on that side of the road. That and an endless terrain of a red dress.

She could feel her body getting weaker and weaker. But just before she’d submit into a deep slumber, she managed to get a hold of red cloth that kissed the ground. She held tight of it that she could still hear the tearing sound of the cloth before her eyes fully submitted to darkness.

She woke up that morning in a hospital ward trying to recall what happened the previous night. She found out that the bills were already paid for, including some of the medicines that she needed to take home.

A strange feeling started to arouse within her as closed her locker door once again and started treading the hallway.

Who was she?

Well, she’d like to think she’s a woman. Her voice was ethereal and it’s highly unlikely that she’s a cross dresser who just happened to pass by the road that night. She gets that nothing is impossible. But she’s completely sure what she heard and what she saw with the minimal consciousness she had that night.

“What language was she using last night? I don’t think I’ve heard that language ever since.” she talked to herself as she started walking the roadside towards her apartment.

Her grandmother’s apartment at least. The only one she has left that was written under name before she passed.

At the age of 27, she’s struggling on a day to day with all the trouble she has after her swindler of a boyfriend sucked everything she had, including her savings.

She never really thought he’d lie to her and scam his way out of her life. Now, she’s paying for the debts she didn’t really intend to have. As a way to recover, she offers services as a ghost writer to students to needs help with their term paper, dissertations and any request to create literary works they need for school.

She gets paid enough for her to pay for her miscellaneous fees, given that she’s a scholar, she does everything she can to budget the low income she has for her daily needs.

She took a stop at the usual ice cream truck not too far from the university and ordered her favorite. She sat in silence on one of the picnic seats set up for the truck’s customers.

Her mind kept going back to everything that happened last night.

She didn’t even get the chance to thank her for the save.

She sighed as she continued to lick on her ice cream.

The sight of children playing on the nearby park sooths her senses. It’s a good distraction on top of all the worries she has. As soon as she was through, she stood up and started treading the roadside once again on her way to the pizza shop where she’s working part-time.

Not even her wage from the shop was enough to cover for the debts she has. She lives her daily meaningless lie as though she has nothing else to fight for but the chance to become great someday.

She’s caught on those deep thoughts when a black van stopped just a few distance away from her. Its door swung open and out came two men wearing black masks.

She felt her heart skip a beat as she started taking a step back, recognizing that dangerous feeling that’s about to take over.

The two men started to advance towards her, that she was forced to run.

But she hasn’t even reached a good distance when one of them managed to grab her hair and pinned her against his hard chest, covering her mouth.

She revolted with all she can, stomping her feet endlessly while her arms are fighting to get out of the man’s strong grip. Please, she can’t be in this same dangerous situation again. She kicked her legs the hardest that she can, but it was all useless as the other man who got out of the van, faced her and before she even knew it, he threw a punch right into her face, making her lose her consciousness. Before her subconscious mind would fully lose against the frightening experience, she wished for someone to rescue her. That somehow, someone is looking at her right at that moment, willing to save her.

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26 Chapters
PROLOGUE
She sucked in deep breaths as she faced her professor slash mentor. In his face is the look of failure—her failure to be exact. She has nothing to present this morning, no draft, no blurb, not even a concept of what story will she write for her final project. But it’s all because of a really good reason. “I got mugged?” she could sense the discontent coming from his face. She gulped in heavy saliva, preparing herself for a lie she doesn’t even want to tell. “Yes.” “What time exactly did you get mugged?” “Around midnight.” Did she just sound unsure? “Are you trying to trick me?” “No, I’m not. I’m telling the truth.” Well, not really. She wasn’t exactly mugged. She was chased. “Your deadline was two weeks ago. I’m wondering if you are seeing the worth of what this school is paying for your scholarship. You seem uninterested to graduate from my class Miss Peddington. And here I am, thinking that you really want to become a writer. “ “Of course, I do!” Her professor stated to
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NEVER HURT A WOMAN
She coughed, slowly feeling the pain seeping through her entire body. There’s a peculiar smell that rushed through her senses the moment she has slowly gained consciousness. Her body aches like she’s never felt them aching before, paired with the poignantly loud banging within her head. She slowly recalled what happened and started sobbing. She realizes that her hands are now restrained at the back of a single chair. She could only imagine the scenes in movies when mafias would kidnap someone and torture them till their death. Will that be the same fate she’ll have right now? “Now you’re awake!” the sound of the man’s voice sounded unfamiliar. She struggled to slowly open her eyes, definitively glaring at her surroundings. She found three men standing across her, two of them she recognizes as the men who took off the black van not too long ago. One man, was dressed in an all-white suit, paired with the same white fedora. He must be their boss. With the gold necklace around his nec
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J-I-N-N-I
She sees herself on a podium, in front of the huge number of people inside a well-lit library. Her forehead is filled with sweat that doesn’t seem to stop from falling. She’s nervous as hell and when she looked down, the pages of the book in front of her was empty. She gulped as curious stare started to dart towards her. Is she in a horror film right now? “I told you Charlie. You should have submitted your draft a long time ago!” she could hear her professor’s voice reverberating all over the place, yet she could not see where he is. She squinted her eyes; they seem to have grown blurry by the minute. Then she hears the click-clack sound she has grown accustomed to listening with. Her grinning face now filled her entire sight and the fear in her grew ecstatic. She gripped her hands against the wooden podium. They are all out to get her. She has nothing. No story to write. Nothing. “So this is what your greatest desire is? I wonder if this too is your greatest fear?” “No.. ple
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INSIGNIFICANT
She clenched her fist as the cool air inside the cave caressed her chin. The lady was right, the hijab made her feel warm. The woman who’s name she still doesn’t know pointed her finger at a fire in the middle of the cave. A man can be seen sitting in front of the fire. His hands softly dancing in the air, and out of it, tiny sand dusts began to form into various forms. It created miniature form of animals, trees, mountains and even the rivers and the seas. Then, he waived his hands, and everything disappeared. The man slowly stood up and walked into the entryway of the cave. They followed him, welcomed by the cool breeze of the desert. The stars were ecstatically bright that night, and all Charlie could ever do was admire in silence. She has never been anywhere outside of her own apartment or the university’s premise. She used to dream of being able to travel even just for studies, but she never had the chance. And now, she’s in the middle of the desert, said to be during the 24th
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LANCELOT
She’s been bored or the entire week that has passed. So far, no man was walking up to her unexpectedly just to force her to pay for the money she owed. She wonders what happened to them. They were waiting for their professor to arrive when she decided to lay her head on top of the table while playing with her pen. She has not started even a single line of the book that she wanted to write. Her professor is pissed off, yet she can’t force herself to write anything. Her pen twirls around as she plays with it. It took five minutes of playing before her professor came in and handed bunch of booklets to one student asking him to distribute it to the entire class. A red covered book laid flat on her desk. “Unpopular legends.” She read it softly. She flipped the pages of the book and thought there must be about a hundred pages. She turned to the first page and saw the table of contents. “Welcome, today we will be talking about some of the most underrated legends of all time. For the e
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APPLES
She was dozing off while in her class, she stayed up all night just because she can’t stop thinking about what Alvah said. The aftermath of all the memories that has come back to her was overwhelming her again. But she couldn’t help herself from smiling. After everything, she remembered her again. And she’d like to believe that the idea of her remembering her again is something special. And now, she’s on her way to learn how to become a Jinni herself. “Miss Peddington!” Her professor’s voice startled her that she almost fell from her seat. “You’re daydreaming again.” “I’m sorry. I was just thinking about my—” she looked around noticing that everyone was now looking at her conspicuously, “my story draft.” She sees her professor crossing his arms against his chest, now getting his attention. “Well, I’d be very interested to know what you have already made. You’ve been quiet a procrastinator lately.” “Well,” she twitched her head sideways, not expecting the kind of question her p
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THE GREATEST
She switched the lights on as she skippered through the library once again. She’s been in that library for almost a week now. Each time, the books are added up with more and more. She wanted to just throw the white flag and end her suffering. This was not leading to anything useful for her at all. What good does reading books give you? And how is it even helpful to someone who’s studying to become a jinni? Do jinni’s teach subjects? “No, but it keeps them grounded, helps them be smart about all the thing that they do.” He heart skipped a beat the moment she heard Alvah’s voice who was now just standing behind her. “You startled me! Please don’t do that again.” “Well, how are you with all the readings?” “I’m great!” she faked a smile as she proceeded on opening another page with the book she was currently reading. It was the story of Jane Austen. A very well know artist during the 18th century. “Well, you’re reading Jane Austen. That’s interesting. She is interesting. More so wa
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I'LL BE THERE
She’s been awake for 19 hours, reading through every page of the books right in front of her. She didn’t notice the time anymore, yet she knows she’s been having progress. And while she was consumed by what she was doing, she realized how much she’s been missing. There were so many things to learn. So many words to discover and all throughout, she didn’t exactly think that reading was a useful tool. She’s almost done, two more books before she could truly say she’s finished the task given to her. When the final page of the current book was done, she heaved a happy sigh as she turned to the next book. This one is thicker than the usual book she has read. It’s also bigger yet majestically intrinsic from the cover to the edges of each page. In the cover was a circular artifact that looked like a knob. Her curiosity once again got the best of her. She tried to turn it around, hoping that she could miraculously make it work. In an instant, she felt a quick prick against her palm that
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WHO WAS THAT MAN?
She shut the door close, gasping for air. A dinosaur was just going after her. Leaning on the door, she catches up her breath and tried to relax.“Did you get it?” Alvah leaned over to her, leveling on her face. She held her hand holding a bone she caught from the Jurassic era. Alvah smiled the moment she sees the piece of bone she gathered from a dead Othnielia. “Those ones are really hard to track.” “I know right.” She scurries towards her craft room. Charlie instantly stood up and followed her. She’s been training as her apprentice for two weeks now. And all she could say is that apart from all the adventures, she’s exhausted by the end of the day with all the things that Alvah just seems to randomly ask her to do. She’s grabbing a piece of bone from the Jurassic era today, the other day, she needed to work her ay out of the deadliest jungle she’s ever been to. All these things do not make sense to her. She learned that part of the things that Alvah can do is to create a po
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PLEASE HELP ME
They arrived back at the mansion with her consistently teasing Alvah of how she acted around the Italian guy. “So, wait, you’ve been going to his store every day and you didn’t even invite him to any dinner or brunch?” “Charlie, that is so inappropriate.” “There’s nothing inappropriate with a woman who asks the man she likes out. It’s empowering. It means you don’t hesitate; you go for what you want, and, in this generation, you should be an empowered woman.” She speaks while placing all the things they’ve shopped for in the long table. “That is highly unlikely.” “Oh, so don’t tell me that the mighty and powerful Alvah does not know how to be confident enough to ask someone out? Do you want me to ask him for you?” “Don’t you dare.” “Well, I mean, I could be your bridge if you want.” “No.” “Okay.” After helping Alvah fix up everything she bought, Charlie grabbed her take out bag and headed for the door. “Are you sure you don’t want my help?” “Go home Charlie.” “Okay. By the
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