Whispers of Magic

Chapter One

The day I fell in love with both of them was the day that everything changed for me. Now some backstory my name is Amarah Bates and I am what some people may call a witch. Now yes I know what you're thinking about witches with the black cat and the pointy hat. No, I don't have a pointy hat but I do have a black cat named Hermes. He's super cute. But back to what I was saying, I'm a witch but I don't wear pointy witch hats and I'm not green and wortey. (Which is a very mean stereotype I don't appreciate.) Being a werewolf has run in my family for generations and in a world full of fae and Gods and monsters a witch is considered to be the least powerful being in the world and it's not surprising considering what creatures live in this world. When I first found out I was surprised.I only found out I was a witch when a pitch black and red grimoire appeared in front of me. It was written in the language of witches. I quickly realized that I was able to read it and it was amazing it was never ending in the information it provided to me it quickly became my one and only friend. I mean it's not easy growing up in a family full of werewolves when you're a witch you're an outcast which I was before all this but this is different everyone looks at me differently then before with disgust. Going to Forest Mist High School is even worse there hasn't been a witch there in over a century. When I got told I was a witch it was like I was the scum of the planet everyone left from friends to my family all I have is my cat Hermes with me. I know I've gotten a little off track so thank you for sticking with me. I am writing this not to seem spiteful or angry. It's so that I can tell you the story of how fantastical it felt when I finally met my soulmates. Also did I mention that we have Soulmates. Yes soulmates exist and they are a very important factor in any creature's life. I am no different. Soulmates only appear on the night of someone's 17th birthday and your soulmate's mark appears on your wrist showing their sign or power. And it just so happens it's the night before my 17th birthday.

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Shadows dance across my walls from the candlelight I had lit in my room. My room was tiny. It had a twin bed with a midnight blue comforter and a dark wood dresser. I had one mirror in my room and a bookshelf and a desk for school work. When I looked into the mirror I saw a girl with waist-length straight hair that was raven black and pale ghostly skin. I was thin and short. I always wore dark gothic clothes that made me even more of an outcast in school. I really didn't mind how people watched me before but now the bullying and staring had become worse and it wasn't just at my school it was in my own house it was everywhere I went. I wished that I could understand why witches were outcasted amongst society. Was it simply because we were weak? I will never accept something like that. I will become strong and I will prove to them that witches are on the same level as everyone else. As these thoughts rattle around in my head the clock strikes 12 and it's the day of my 17th birthday the day I get my soulmate mark. I finally have someone who can love me unconditionally no matter who I am. When I look down at my wrist I see a dark symbol with an upside down arrow and it is criss-crossed with a halo of leaves around it. It looked familiar but I couldn't remember where I had seen it before. As I kept looking down at it I decided to worry about it tomorrow. Perhaps my soulmate went to school with me. As my candles began to burn out I closed my grimoire back into its tattoo form and went to bed.

I woke in the morning to the sun shining brightly over my face waking me an hour before my alarm went off. I decided it was probably best if I got up and got ready for the supposed best day of my life, my birthday. I could already feel the oncoming dread of the day coming on to me. As I pull out my outfit of the day my cat Hermes comes into my room and jumps onto my bed looking ready for a long day of napping. "Ready to get some napping in Hermes?" he looks at me and meows and closes his bright green eyes. I take that as a yes and decide to leave him to leave him to his napping and hop into the shower. After an hour of getting ready I stand in front of the mirror looking at my clothes to see if they look alright. I can see that my dress is in pristine condition and a pure black color with white ruffles and my white Doc Martens look good together. I have my long hair curled and bouncy, I have no makeup except for a little that covers the tree symbol on my head that I was born with. As long as I could remember I have always had this mark on my head. It was a tree that was full of leaves and was a bright white color that was surrounded in a circle. I only hid it because I always got weird looks for it even in a world full of creatures. It was just one of the things that people didn't like about me. As I finished getting ready for my day I decided that today was my birthday and I would make it a good day today. As I walked downstairs for the day I saw that everyone was already sitting and having breakfast. I walked right past them and toward the front door no one said a word to me, not even a single hello but I won't let that get me down. I ignored it.