Chapter 4

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I am thrown into a large room, the ceiling looms over head, almost put of sight. Suddenly the sickness comes and my head becomes light and I stumble. Bile fills my mouth and I attempt to prevent myself from puking. I feel like I have been on a roller coaster 27 times with no breaks in between. Jane pops out behind me and glances at me, tears rimming her eyes.

"Sorry" she snuffles, "it takes a few times for your body to get used to Lay Line traveling" She marches forward rubbing the tears away. She grabs my arm and marches me towards a large white door. I stumble, my head still spinning. Jane stops, "Here" she throws a dust in my face and the queasiness disappears. "That should help."

"Thanks" I reply, straightening myself. I follow her through the large door. We enter and even larger room, the roof is lower hut the walls stretch far out. In the center is a desk, scattered around the white desk are books. Piled high on the desk are even more books, hiding the occupant sitting.

"Dazura" Jane says, putting her hand on her hip. "We finally got her, but we lost Cassandra" she keeps back a sob.

"Great!" A mans voice calls out as a familiar figure walks towards us, he stares at a book with his piercing blue eyes.

"Daz!" I yelp, he looks up.

"Annie?" He stares at Jane questionably. "This is her?" She nods, and he drops his book. "How could I have not seen this?"

"Your name is Dazura?" I question, "And your a leader of a magic secret organization?"

"No" he says, "I mean yes!"

"You have been lying to my mom, you don't even like her do you" I say, feeling betrayed.

"No!" He pleads, "I do like her, its just complicated"

"How complicated can it be?" I raise my voice.

"I just didn't want her to get hurt. I had no idea you were the heir!" He says.

"Wait?" I pause, "Jane never explained, a heir?"

"Yes" he sighs, grateful I have calmed down. "Your father is Merlin, like the King Arthur guy. I believed it could have skipped a few generation."

"So?" I take in the information "My like great-great-great-more great grandfather is a wizard who is only made up?" I ask, immediately I regret saying that, from what I have seen anything could be real. Immediately Daz shoots me a death glare.

"Its real, everything has a pinch of truth in it." He steps towards me and I feel waves of power radiating off of him. "For example" he states "Explain this" he raises his hand towards the roof. Books lift off the ground, they soar around the room, their covers flapping like wings. I grin in amazement, his anger calms and the books float back to their original spots.

"I can't" I confess, staring at my feet. "Its true" I raise my head confidently, suddenly the weight of the truth hits me. My legs buckle and the world spins. Daz catches me as I fall forward.

"My entire life has been explained in less then a minute" I sob into his shoulder.

"I know its a lot to take in but you have to be strong." He whispers, his words of encouragement seep through me and I stand up.

"Your right" I blare confidently. "There are bad people out their" I pause searching for the name Jane used for the bad persons children.

"Nimue" he pipes in.

"Yeah, who is she anyway?" I ask, searching for more answers.

"Nimue, also known as Vivien is the lady in the lake." He informs.

"Ok, but isn't like she a good guy or something?" I reply, scrapping my mind for knowledge.

"Was. Was good. She became evil after she learned all of Merlin's secrets then trapping him in an tree" He finishes. "Since then, her and her children have been killing off your blood-line."

"Wait? She is still alive?" I ask.

"Yes, she discovered immortality." He informs, "Merlin is still even alive" I gasp.

"Then why doesn't Merlin defeat her?" I ask. "And where is he right now"

"He can't, he is still trapped. And we have no idea where he is" he finishes. "Now that leads to a different subject. We need you to find him. Unwind the spell that traps him. And then defeat Nimue and her children."

"How am I supposed to do that?" I ask, dumfounded.

"That, we will train you for."

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