The Seer's Allegory

Chapter 1

It was a friday morning and Freya was staring at the ceiling; she had to get up, but she really didn't feel like it. She stared at the stars that she had stuck to the ceiling around a year ago. It had been 2 years since Cyrus had passed. She refused to go on a mission ever since then. She had finally decided to go on one the next day. She was the top of two specialties she had to go on a mission at some point. She was going on a patrol with Cicer the next day, she wanted to go on one with him just to be safe, I mean he was the strongest hero plus her adoptive father. She's been calling him Dad ever since the accident.

She decided to finally get up and she couldn't keep thinking. She pushed herself up out of bed. She walked over to her closet and grabbed her school uniform. It was a black dress shirt with a skirt that was also black. She wore a white belt which only those at the top of a class wore. She was actually the top of two classes as stated earlier, those two classes being Music and Light. Everyone loved her music, whenever she sang at school people would gather around. Music magic could do a few things it could 1. Enhances the magic already being used and 2. It could summon things, basically anything and she could control whatever was summoned from it. It could summon anything from a table to fire. She really doesn't like using that part of her magic but she does it anyway. Music magic is very hard to control especially if you summon elements, they can get out of control easily.

Freya sighed and walked out of her room, walking down the hall she heard a door close downstairs she assumed it was her Dad leaving for the day. She walked into the bathroom. And closed the door behind her and started changing; after she pulled her belt on she grabbed a hairbrush and started brushing her hair while humming to a song. She then grabbed two hair ties and braided her hair. When she was done she picked up the clothes she was wearing before and put them down the laundry chute. She then looks in the mirror at the scar running down her face. She put her hand up to it and shuddered at the memory of how she got it. Her mother had used darkness magic on her and it made a large scar on her face. She used her illusion magic to make it disappear. She isn't as good at it as some of her other magic but she was forced to learn it anyways when she was little.

When she was done she walks out of the bathroom, and then walking downstairs and into the kitchen to see her Adoptive mother Quilla cooking breakfast, "Morning Mom" she says

"Morning Freya!" she says sweetly 'I'm making french toast for breakfast" she says her mother says.

"Is Dad home?" Freya questions

"No, he had to go do some paperwork at his agency this morning," Quilla says. Freya nods and sits down at the table. She studies the pictures that were hung on the wall. There were quite a few pictures of a boy that was around her age, there were a few pictures of her 2 years ago with the boy. And now a few of her alone from the past 3 years she's been there. She looks at her mom coming over with a plate with 2 pieces of french toast on it.

"Thanks Mom" Freya said and grabbed the syrup and put it on her breakfast. She put the syrup down on the table and grabbed a fork and started eating. Quilla then sat down with her own breakfast and did the same as freya.

"You're goingYou're going on your first mission tomorrow; right?"

Freya swallows her bite of French toast "yea, I guess I do have that tomorrow l, I just hope nothing happens-" freya reminisces thinking of the last time she went out for something like this.

"Hey" Quilla says putting a hand on her shoulder, "you should be excited for this" she says "and Cerci will be there so you have nothing to worry about" She says comforting freya.

Freya nods "yea I know but it's still scary" she says

Quilla sighs not knowing what to say anymore "it's almost time to go" she says glancing at the clock and standing up picking up their plates and putting them in the sink.