The Rise of White : From Ash to Magic

Chapter 5

TIME SKIP TO WHEN TINA IS 4...

TINA'S POV:

Life as Tina Maria White has been good so far. A few months after I was reborn I realized I was in the past, 1980 to be specific. It was difficult to adjust to having a baby's body initially, having no control of your own body and crying being the only form of communication. On the plus I caught up with all the sleep and rest which I lacked in my previous life, and I have the sweetest and most loving woman I have ever known as my mother. Amelia White was a blessing from heaven and I absolutely loved her to pieces. Having the mind of a 16 year old in a 4 year old's body is a catastrophe. I remember when I was around 10 months old, I got so frustrated about not being able to catch my mother's attention to tell her the milk, which she had kept to boil, was about to over flow, I had yelled out, "MAMA!". The poor woman nearly had a heart attack because of what I did and kept hugging me and telling me how I was going to be so smart in the future. I realized why she was so happy but the house would have burned down if she didn't turn off the stove, so I kept saying "mama" and attempted to point at stove. She eventually realized I was trying to show her something and looked to where I was pointing and ran to the kitchen to turn off the stove. After that she looked at me with awe clearly present in her eyes, like I was a miracle which she was blessed with and that she had been granted her most desperate wish.

There were many other such small incidents where I forgot to act my age and I would get the same awed look from her. Obviously having the mind of a 16 year old, I was more advanced than I was supposed to be. I chose not to show my mother my knowledge, except for a few minor slip-ups here and there. I didn't like doing it but I knew if I had showed her, she would not be able to handle it. I know she had and still is suspicious because of how much more mature I was than all other kids my age. I didn't throw tantrums, I didn't cry over not getting what I want and mainly kept to myself whenever she attempted to make me play with other kids.

'No matter which year I am in, I will never like toddlers... scratch that children in generally, except very few.'

It took a lot of convincing and a lot of buttering her up, but eventually she gave up trying to make me socialize with other kids. Since she couldn't leave me at home alone, she started taking me to work with her. Amelia was one of the best corporate lawyers in the country and she worked in this huge building and I loved going there. It was my favourite part of the day. No one bothered me, I got compliments from the employees about how cute and well-mannered I was, and I spent time with my mother, even if she had a super busy schedule, she always made time for me.

While I enjoyed my time in this time period, I did witness some of the most bizarre things ever. When I was 2, I swear I saw a woman disappear into a wall, but I played it off as a creative thought of my child self. When I was 3, I saw a man wearing a weird cloak like thing, flying on a broom from my bedroom window. I thought I imagined it and blinked in disbelief but then when I looked back, he was gone so I thought it was a trick of the light. Another time when me and my mom were going shopping, we met a strange man with a terrified look in his eyes, he grabbed my wrist and kept muttering about some "Him" and curses and having mercy and how he would never give up their location. My mother pushed him off and hurried us off towards the mall, grumbling about the effects of alcohol on people, but strangely enough the man didn't look like an alcoholic, and I would know the symptoms after living with that she-devil for 16 years, but rather like he was tortured. He felt oddly familiar.

There were many such incidents which could not be explained logically but more importantly there were things which I made happen that could not be explained logically. There was a time where I could vanish an expensive vase, I had accidently broken when I was attempting to play cricket in the house. I could understand animals which came to backyard if I concentrated hard enough. The thing that made me realize what was happening was when I was playing in the backyard and I heard a panicked voice screaming for help and through the hole in my fence I saw a teenage girl being cornered by 3 old, bald bikers. I knew nothing good ever happened in situations like this I was getting flashbacks of what had happened to me and anger fueled my body. I was still 4 at the time so I could not beat them physically but I prayed mentally that someone would save the poor girl and as though responding to my thoughts, I felt a pull in my gut and I heard a scream. I looked up to see that all 3 of the men were hanging upside down in the air and screaming profanities at each other to do something. The girl seeing her opportunity ran. I realized it was me that had caused the men to hang upside down and decided to test my limits and experimentally moved my finger up and down. To my absolute fucking delight the men also moved up and down with my finger. I kept moving my finger up and down in circles and in any pattern I could think of. The men followed my finger like a dog following its owner. I had fun making them crash to the ground and flying them in circle and crashing them into walls. Though it was fun, it was draining my energy and I could feel it so I reluctantly let them go after crashing them hard to the ground one last time. The bruised and bleeding men ran from there, screaming about black magic and witchcraft.

'That was an enjoyable evening...'

Now before you all freak out and pull your hair out saying I should have realized it long back, you have to realize that I didn't have magic where I came from, and I thought it was some weird side effect of me being reborn back in time.

Of Course when I realized that I could do FRECKING MAGIC!!! I kept trying to make various objects levitate. Let me tell you, doing wandless magic is not as easy as it looks. It was utterly exhausting, both physically and mentally. Eventually after quite a few failed attempts and several things being thrown across my room, I was finally able to levitate the flower pot on my desk. Drunk on my accomplishment, I started jumping up and down and forgot to put the pot down and the next thing I know there's a broken flower pot on my mother's lovely tile floor. Obviously exactly at that time my mother had to come in and started panicking because I was nowhere near the desk and was pretending to play with my toy train on the bed. She thought it was rat which had gotten into my room and that led to her disinfecting the whole house and us staying at a motel for a few days. Finally I got the hang of doing basic magic but it was still taxing on my four year old body and I slept for at least five hours strait after doing it. Which is why I mainly practiced at night.

Eventually after hours of practice and fucking blackouts, I also got the hang of elemental magic. Then came the thing I absolutely dreaded...School! By this I had already turned five and I did not want to waste my time of crying babies with snooty noses. UGH!! But I couldn't really do anything to change what was about to happen and resigned myself to my tragic fate of going to 'LITTLE HEARTS PRIMARY EDUCATION CENTRE'.

'I really hate children....'

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Hey my Darlings!! That was the fifth chapter. Tina finally knows about her Magic!! What did you think of the reveal? Let me know what you guys think.