I was in a bit of pain when I entered my room, and when I entered I saw for a second someone was sitting on my bed it was a woman who looked as if Selena and Kali had switched colors she was reddish purple-haired, tall, whitish brown eyes, I do notice these features because I need mental imagery if I were to know how to how to magic, she was just sitting on my bed. She looked at me and said "Well done "caleb night" your skills in the arts have shown your military prowess, be prepared your handlers coming to offer you the next steps"
"Where am I? What is this and why can't I remember anything?" I sighed and picked up the "scroll" and unrolled it and it was a magazine article from the "romantic and mysterious world of Italy" Many unorthodox ladies lived in Venice through the centuries. From courtesans able to compose elaborate poems and having their literary salons to nuns who would freely entertain in more ways than one the Venetian noblemen, Venice was a hotbed of activity any day and night. Among the most memorable stories of Haunted Venice are those about the witches and, some say, even mermaids who made the city on water their home. Let's learn a bit more about them: Elena Draga was a woman of many talents and, most remarkably, of many different personalities. She was, she said, possessed by evil spirits and could divine the future and perform magical rituals. After the plague in 1582, only two spirits remained in her – one was mute and the other was called Faraon Drago (which explains Elena's moniker). Elena openly complained of the terrors to which the spirits subjected her – from physical maladies to the desire to finish with herself. Curiously, Elena was tried for witchcraft several times and each time she managed to talk herself out of being prosecuted. Not a small feat.
I blinked, unsure about the article why was I given this? I looked up and the woman had vanished. I winced as still felt my shoulders screaming at me and my arm flew to the back of my shoulders and they were hot and stinging they were also feeling like lightning through me. I just sighed and put my hand on my shoulder and sighed. "Leah..." I whispered and let my energy glow green and blue and white into my back as I said under my breath. I sighed and winced, and looked into the mirror, taking me back to the fight with Alexis from not too long ago, and amounting to the fight with Alexis from Rome, the Coliseum, but there was a difference between Alexis here didn't talk or use magic. "What warlock doesn't use magic...furthermore ALEXIS not doing magic? She used magic to her utmost ability to hunt me to kill me...so why not use it now?" that's when the voice came to my mind "Caleb..think why would Alexis attack you physically and not magic?" I then sighed and looked at the mirror "I'm being watched?" I looked at the mirror it only covered the front of the room where the bed was which meant if the mirror was like a camera then the person 'was using scrying magic?' I asked myself and walked over to the front of the room and sat on the floor picked up my water and poured it into the floor to make a puddle on the floor. I put my hand on both sides of the puddle and said " EMIT WEAV" and the small puddle of water glowed and revealed a screen as big as my chest it might as well have a small TV screen. And through the puddle into my mind....A note of execution, A pair of knives then the symbol of Fire, Ice, Lightning, spirit, Earth. Strange what were they? I was shot into the same scene from my dream not too long ago...
Was a calm but cool overcast day as I looked out the window of a barred cell in the city questions formed as I ponded my past life as creak of a door opened and a blubbering young woman was crying and whimpering as a pair of guards pulled her and fought her and eventually struck her in the jaw with the butt of their gun and knocked her out and then they dragged her out. I peered out the window and sure enough, the woman was taken to a massive wooden contraption with a giant vertical pole with a horizontal beam, also known as the gallows pole.
A sigh escaped my lips and watched in curiosity as the one who was taken out and had her hands tied behind her in silence. It was at that point I looked away as the sound of a large creak echoed. I dared not look again and sighed. So this was how it ended for me? Waiting for when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life that didn't have much time 'cause at 5 o'clock, I will be given the same sentence The sands of time for me were running low. Sighing I looked out another window, also barred, and watched in the direction of Italy a story untold and now unfolding and ending. As my chains creaked on the floor I heard a sound like a massive eerie creak and when my head turned softly I saw a priest, and a pair of guards ready to take me to get judged. It doesn't look good to me. What was my crime? Ahh, my friend, I believe I should tell my tale to someone before, well before I vanish from this world listen well my friend for I will only be able to tell this story once.....I was shot back awake when I heard banging on the door I blinked and had no idea what was happening who would come to me? Up here? They had to be sure it was me. I cried out removed my jacket wiped up the water got up and walked to the door. "Yes?" I called and there was a woman's voice that said "It's your handler, your not supposed to bar the door" and I went to my bag and pulled out my knife and hid it in my back and opened the door the woman I thought was going to be the purple red-haired woman from fifteen minutes ago but it was a brown haired woman with hazel eyes. She was about Kalis size wearing a trenchcoat not who I thought it would be. I sighed opened the door and let the woman in I smiled at her she was attractive slightly she reminded me of Aimee. She nodded and looked at me. "Ah Caleb, I caught your fight earlier at the cages," and I was quiet as the images of Alexis once again went through my mind, but I was quiet I needed to keep this short. "You my handler..?" and she nodded.. "I am my name is Cleo..or Cloe whichever one prefers, yes I'm your handler I saw you earlier on the cage you should have some strong skills in hand to hand, we are looking for some strong fighters in our militia" and I looked over at her "You...." Brought me here to convert me into your private army? Me and Judas are warriors for the church we fight everything but each other....that was what I wanted to say, but what I ended up saying was "are gonna need to give more information for these offers, Im sure there are others like me that are better I only did well because you used a moderately decent image of someone I..am feuding with" and she blinked "So your saying if we put you up something that you didn't have any experience you wouldn't do as good?" and I narrowed my eyes at her, I know how to play this game they want me to show my skill...but why is it more than this?" I looked at the woman as she went from the wall to the bed and I stayed "I mean It stands to reason that passion burns my need to fight, and my skills come with it.. now the question is how can you give me the vision to fight? I see images of people I want to fight, or need to survive against" and she blinked at me and wiped her mouth and said. "We have our ways to bring out the best in our warriors. But I dont see why the actual person versus say a visualization of your hatred or fear still can't give the same result" I nodded, not giving my true opinion to this I then walked over to sit by her and I looked at the mirror. "Why the mirror here then? Practice? Surveillance?" this time she wasn't so open she just shrugged. "I guess because it looks good there's a mirror in every room, there's even a mirror in the leader's room" I nodded and looked into my reflection not letting her know what I saw in the mirror I sighed and she blinked. "Why? afraid of mirrors?" and I shrugged. "You could say that, who is the leader?" and She nodded slightly. "Dont be it's just a reflection of yourself, good question I only know her as Faraon Drago" and I nodded slightly pretty sure whoever gave me the article wanted me to know who the leader was I sighed and climbed off the bed. "I see so tell me what the warriors are for and how we are chosen?" and She looked at me and raised an eyebrow and I swallowed and held out my hand."I mean if you want me to join your military I need to know about my comrades and even what our goals are. Are you against the church? Are you vampiric? Witches?" and she blinked at me then giggled slightly. "You can't tell me you believed in such creatures? Vampires? Witches? I think you watched too many novels, no for right now we're just getting to know one another maybe the goal of our priestess will come forward soon as long as you follow your moves, but dont tell one another because not everyone wants to join our military a lot of them just want shelter, You however, Ive saw your...skill you knew how to fight, maybe some MMA in your background?" and I nodded, and slightly tilted my head to the side. "Perhaps, but I can't show my true skill until I know what your goals are..." she nodded, smirked, and shook her head left to right slightly. "You know how to play chess or is it poker? You got to know when to hold your card so we have to keep testing you, until we see your best and that was your best then I can't wait to see your best because that was pretty good" I scowled and raised my eyebrow. "Is Lady..." and she nodded her head slightly. "Faraon" and I nodded. Is she "about my height, reddish purple hair, wearing leather and leggings and boots?" and she nodded. "That's her. why did she come by?" she asked, slightly. Concerned but not showing it, I sighed. "I dont think she did, but her image showed up when I walked back after the..training" What I didn't tell her was that during the scrying I saw me and Judas walking into the building and having a drink....and I sighed. She then nodded. "Yeah honestly I dont know her true intentions, but she keeps telling me about bringing a squad together, I guess you are one of them.." and I nodded and looked at her. "And what about Judas?" and she blinked. "Judas? I'm sorry I dont know who you're referring to as the betrayer in the Bible?" I shook my head. "No my best friend Judas and my guardian he came with me..." and she nodded. "I'm sorry I dont know about him he might be here he might not.." and I nodded, I knew he was, my scrying didn't lie, I think they drugged me and Judas, which means the reason that I couldn't bring everything to thoughts wasnt magic it was drugs that they fed us, but magic cant be cloaked, now the question is why and who is leading for this, or now I need to keep playing this, for now, I need to focus there's still questions, so I sighed. And nodded. "For now I think I need more time to decide if I want to join" and she nodded. "We will keep sending you to tougher challenges" I nodded and she got up and walked towards the door. "If you need anything just ask, I think you can find a way to get to us.." I nodded with that she left me with my thoughts
I didn't realize how long it had been since I had eaten and I could tell money wasn't going to give me anything special I locked in the top tower and the door was locked except the a small pocket in the door. I sighed once again and walked over to the door That was when I heard footsteps coming and suddenly someone's footsteps came over and suddenly the small door opened and inside came a plate of chuck roast and some...juice. I nodded quite surprised. I took the plate put it on the desk and blinked. "Well at least they feed us," I nodded and ate my meal it was delicious I mean IM just glad I got good food, I didn't think of it I needed to eat I have been through some harshly conditioned fight without magic, I looked over at the mirror and again I saw my wolf familiar looking at me and its crescent moon glowed slightly as if talking to me thats when I nodded. "You dont think I'm following the right moves" and it just looked at me then it spoke. "Are you doing your best move?" and I blinked. "I mean I'm kind of limited..they're not giving me the best way to.." It growled so I shut up it then spoke. "Caleb you talking too much again...are you prepared to do your best" and I nodded. "For now I can eat, drink, sleep, and fight" and It sighed and nodded. "What are your goals?" and I nodded. "I need more info on this priestess Faraon, I need to find Judas, I need to find...find...FIND".....I dropped onto the desk, knocking the plate, bowl, and cup off the table as I crashed onto the floor at the foot of my bed, my world went black...
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Trials Of Fire and water 2: the travels of the outcast
Historical FictionHuge event lines up with the realities of young Caleb, Major upset of people go missing under a massive infrastructure, and in between all of that return of friends and family, Caleb isn't out of the woods yet, and his homework is looking more spoo...