𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Sirius

You may wonder and think about Sirius, who he really was, and who he really is. Most would think him as a royalty. By his titles, by his power, but little do they know his history.

Nearly twenty years ago of their alien time, in a beautiful realm called Avalon, a group of hopeless wizards were wandering around in the cold and dark night.

They were named Agnes, Erin and Zephyr, practicing dark magic for a living and working together. They were banished from the realm, but had refused to follow such order. And earlier that night, a search was launched for them. The mission was to capture and execute them. That was why they kept walking with cloaks, as fugitives. It wasn't smart to realize they were evil wizards.

Out of nowhere, they heard a cry. Scared and bewildered, they followed the sound cautiously and found a little boy on a box. They approached and gasped. Agnes was the first to speak.

"Hey, look! What's this? A kid?" she whispered, her eyes narrowing with curiousity.

"More like a noisy little brat," Erin replied with a scorn, her eyes scanning the area frantically, "Let's hope there are not some guards here. Let's go," she said, grabbing Agnes's arm.

"Yeah, only little brats are left on the street. Let's mind our own business," Zephyr muttered.

But Agnes didn't move. "I sense power," she said slowly, "there's power emanating from him!" She walked closer, looming over the small boy in the box. Her eyes widened when he saw him. His eyes were blue at first, then red as if blazing with fire, then blue again. He didn't look more then four years old, but Agnes could sense his spiritual strength. Erin and Zephyr exchanged knowing glances, knowing they weren't in the position to stay there.

"So what if he has power?" Erin snapped, "Come on, Agnes, we don't have time for petty kids.

"S-i-r-i-u-s," Agnes spelled his name, which was written on the box's label.

"He must be some little devil waiting to possess," Zephyr said as he noticed the kid's eyes. "But Erin is right. We have to go."

"No!" Agnes protested. "We don't have anywhere to go. We're powerless and have nothing in our pockets. Nowhere to go. They are going to find us and kill us. This kid might be out chance."

"What's a kid going to help with?!" Eris hissed.

Agnes didn't listen. She bent down and took the boy in her arms. He persisted crying, tears rolling down his cheeks. Zephyr and Erin cursed under their breath. "You're such an idiot, Agnes," Zephyr said with a sneer. "But fine, if you want to get that little devil, go with it. Just don't expect us to care for someone else's kid."

"That's fire, he's very powerful!" Agnes said, utterly astonished, ignoring her companions complaints. Erin and Zephyr shook their heads and stepped forward, leaving Agnes to follow them with the kid. The kid continued crying and it was becoming unbearable. But Agnes didn't let him go, she knew that kid was powerful and she was going to exploit that opportunity, despite the foolishness of her friends.

Irritated at the core, Erin cast a spell to put him on deep sleep so that they would be left at solace for a while, and wouldn't attract attention.

They found a warehouse deep in the woods and passed the night there. The kid was relentless, stubborn and grumpy.

Time passed this way and after he woke up, he began to cry less. Erin and Zephyr were both mad. Not only they were on search, now that had to raise a random kid just because Agnes said so.

The warehouse in the woods was secure at least, deep in the woods, a place that not even the fox knew its lair. The wizards had discovered that place time before, so they were certain for one thing. But still, they weren't all relaxed to comply Agnes's demanded.