Blood and Spells

Chapter three

#Quarter#
#Magic trainning#
#Supernatural world#

You are either quite ambitious or quite mad

♥Elena's POV♥

They 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 highly-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.