Enchanter

Chapter 2

After Cas and his mother packed up the car and returned to their home, Caleb was too tired to worry about the gifts on his bed stand. He thought that it'd best to leave them for tomorrow when he would be more alert. As he slept that night, he had a strange and frightening dream. Yet it was like it had some sort of ominous hold on him that prevented awaking.

Alice was screaming as fire burned the flesh off of the people around him. Suddenly, in front of him was a ring, a book, and a sword. Each one shining with a light so bright it was nearly blinding. Three sets of eyes stared down at him: one gold, one sapphire blue, and the last dark red. The eyes blinked and their colours changed turning to silver, green, and lavender. The dream was almost too real. He wanted out more than ever. Looking for an escape he turned and found himself in a white fenced garden with a mirror. Slowly he approached it and as he looked inside he saw himself falling apart like a porcelain doll. Behind him was a man with one red eye and one gold laughing. He said over and over, "Light Bringer."

Breathing heavily, Caleb woke up to the sun shining his bed drenched in cold sweat. He dragged himself out and felt himself becoming sick. What kind of dream was that, he thought. He took a minute to look out his window and allow the morning breeze to awaken his senses. Something about the dream itself was so familiar, but he couldn't figure it out.

He looked back towards his bed. "Come on man, its summer," he said to it. "You're supposed to be my best friend." He flipped his hair back, but didn't change out of his nightclothes; it was the start of summer, his mother wouldn't care.

He sat in the living room of his loft, watching television as his mother walked in. "Oh, you're up rather early." She opened up the front door to grab the newspaper, "I thought you had said that you wanted to sleep in today." Pouring two cups of coffee she handed one to Caleb.

"Thank you." He said as he looked back at the screen. "I was thinking about going to the park today. Soccer try-outs will be around the corner sooner or later." He took a sip from the mug, "I really want to try to be on first string this year."

When no response came from his mother he turned to see if she was still there. Her face was filled with remorse and guilt as she sat down her cup, "Yeah," she turned away. "That sounds like a great idea."

"Is there something the matter," Caleb asked. "If you need me to be here today, I could always go tomorrow."

"No Caleb, you can't," she turn around and Caleb saw that she was crying. "After today everything changes."

"Mom calm down, I just turn seventeen yesterday. I'm not going anywhere just yet. I still have to get into college before that happens," he said jokingly.

"Caleb, college is the least of your problems." A knock came from the door. "They were supposed to give me more time," she said with despair in each word.

The door made a soft click and a man in a grey suit with a trench coat entered, "I swear," he said monotoned. "I always have to let myself in now a days." He saw Caleb jump out of his seat and ran to guard his mother. "Well, at least you have some virtue, unlike my last initiate."

"Stay back!" Caleb screamed.

"Or what? You're no stronger than a basic mortal at this point. If I wanted to, I could fry you where you stand." His eyes were cold and lacking of compassion like that of a wolf on the hunt.

Before Caleb could respond his mother stepped in front of him, "Enough!" The chair next to the man swung underneath his legs knocking him into it. "Eli, might I remind you that you are in my house." Her eyes were the same as the man's. It was like she had made a transformation into a different person, one that was strong instead of frail and crying only moments ago.