Episode 4

A lot happened during last night's conversation; the following day, my dad took me to meet a few council members who are against the unruly control of Zandor and the black magic hold he has on the entire town.

" Good morning, Mr Morley".

A Tall and handsome Man invited us into his house with a smile. I wasn't expecting that anyone in the system would hold such a huge side of wealth, despite serving Zandor.

"Mr Frank, we need your help".

Dad and I sat on the couch, anxiously waiting for a response.

"Hey! I don't understand, what happened?".

Unfortunately, Mr Frank didn't understand what Dad was trying to tell us.

"Well, it's about Zandor, have you forgotten the plan?". Seated next to my father, as he asked him.

Mr Frank slowly shook his head and then responded, "No! But what can we do to stop Zandor.... And we don't know if the legends are real". He looked on both sides, but then again, what truth?

" The legends are real, don't worry about it".

Dad immediately replied to his question.

"You've seen the witch powerful enough to stop Zandor and save everyone?".

He rephrased his question, making it more coherent and understandable.

" Yes, I have". Dad grabbed my hand.

"This is the witch that's going to stop Zandor" he continued...

"Wait! Isn't she your daughter?". Mr Frank reminded him, and Dad immediately replied, "Yeah! But she's the chosen one".

The countenance on Mr franks was evident to know; he wasn't willing to accept the fact that I happened to be the chosen witch_ and trust me, I neither bargained to have this..

Dad pleaded with Mr Frank to teach me, but because of the high alert on magical activities happening in the city, he promised to teach me about magic away from the city _ because the farther away we were, the less we were to get caught.

The news was pleasing to Mom; she was ecstatic to hear about my training starting tomorrow after school.

"Hey, You can do this, don't be scared". Dad saw the look of despair on my face and so decided to give me a pep talk.

" Scared? I shouldn't be right?". I laughed, and then continued talking again, " Dad, can you tell me about grandma? How strong was she?".

Immediately I asked him that question, his face illuminated brightly. It only does so when he has a long and exciting tale to tell me...

"Agatha, your grandma was so powerful that everyone feared her ". He started with the known fact I knew about her.

"Okay, but what was her powers about?".

I placed one hand on the table and waited for his response _ Mom was also there, but she left Dad to answer every one of my questions.

" Her powers? " He paused for a few minutes and then started talking, " Agatha her powers were beyond compare, but do you want to know a secret?" He ogled at the end of his statement.

"A secret? Please tell me," I replied, and he said, "You just like her, even more powerful; you only have to be able to access your witch Power". He grinned with pride.

The following day, after school, I went for my lessons with Mr Frank. He took me to an abandoned building away from the city.

"Okay, Agatha... Show me what you go ".

Mr Frank placed a chair in the corner and asked me to demonstrate everything I knew about being a witch.

"I'm sorry, but what should I show you?".

I asked him back his question, not knowing what to do.

"Fine, didn't your parents teach you how to harness your powers as a Witch?". He threw another question back to me, and I responded, " No, sir ".

"Wow? So you cannot tell, whether you're a blood witch or an earth witch or a portion witch?". The look on his face became disappointing. It seemed he wasn't willing to teach me from the very start of every witch academy.

"Fuck.... Lesson number one, Agatha ".

He crossed his legs after asking me to bring out a book and a biro.

I followed every of Mr Franks instructions and the for today's lesson? He wants me to elevate a flower pot from the ground using my mind.

I stood in front of the flower pot and was determined to lift it with my mind, but the more I attempted to elevate the pot, the more I kept falling into a dark and empty place in my mind.

" I cannot do it". I said after several failed attempts.

"You can, but you're being taken aback by your fears.... Agatha, what are you scared of?". Mr Frank offered me a seat and we were able to talk about my feelings.

"I don't think I am ready". I answered his question and felt more doubtful than ever.

"Ready? Of course you're not, but you can become ready and save the entire witch clan and the humans in the city".

His thoughtful words comforted me.

With that, I was able to begin my lesson again.

I looked straight at the flower pot on the ground, cleared my mind and with his help, I was able to elevate the flower pot without using my hand.

"Wow! You're a fast learner". He complimented me.

"Thanks, I should be just like my grandma". I compared myself to my Grandma.

"Yeah! But I would want you not to be like her, but better". He came forward and placed his hand on my shoulder, " Can you promise me that, Agatha?". He stopped talking, and I immediately nodded my head, "Yes, sir! I promise". I grinned at the end of my statement.

My parents welcomed us home from the door.

Dad invited mr Frank to have dinner with us but he had an important meeting with the council and had to leave immediately..

"So! How was your first day in training?".

Dad asked me while Mom served dinner on the table.

"It was good; I learned a lot" I nodded my head and smiled.