Beginning of a Legacy

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The war between witches and wizards has been raging on for 300 years.  Several men, women, and children died because of accusations of deception.  Despite wizards being magical as well, wizards provided help towards the other villagers and solace while people feared witches due to the unknown.  Athena, the chosen witch has been providing escape for other wanted witches and saving them from persecution.  However, the lead wizard Atilla found out and destroyed the witches only hideout.  Athena fought with her magic, golden dust spewing out of her hands with Atilla's want equally matching her power.  The fight went on for what felt like hours until Athena was weak and collapsed, out of breath with Atilla's hard boot pressed against her lungs, his eyes beading with rage as he pointed the wand at her, ready to be her executioner.


"Atilla, it doesn't have to end like this!  We never wanted to fight, we just wanted to equally live on this earth."  Athena pleading, losing each breath with oxygen compressing down.  Ribs cracking with Atilla smiling wide with his wand ready.


"Never!  I let your species live this long without consequence, but now...look what you've done!  We have descended into chaos and now I will reign as the hero of New York City!" Atilla declared with Athena rolling over to get his food off of her, heart pounding so loud you could hear it across the world.  When she tried to stand up, she was blasted into a tree where she landed hard.  Groaning as she struggled to get up, punching and kicking her, struggling to fight back.  Magic draining as her color faded with scars showing and pale.  


"Atilla...we...you won't ever win.  Witches will eventually coexist with this world.  We will never stop existing...and there will be peace eventually.  Even if I'm not here to see it." Athena shook, hopeless but comforted by her fate with Atilla aggressively pushing the other wizards out of the way.


"No! I want the final blow! I kill the chosen one!" Atilla shouted with wizards scattering, spitting and kicking her one last time before leaving.  Atilla bent down again, grabbing the top of her head and pulled her up.  Black eyes and scars covered her arms and legs.  Shaking with his smile becoming smug.


"Isn't it sad, that all you worked for has gone to waste.  Once I destroy you, the wizards will rise up and destroy not just you, but every witch out there." Atilla sneered with Athena realizing that he was right.  The last of her magic came, eyes glowing yellow, magic growing stronger and stronger.  Despite Atilla's magic it didn't work with her magic glowing throughout the entire forest.


"Gravatorie, Delfina, Bavaria.  Save the witches, let their light shine for years to come.  Let their magic never die!" Athena declared with her last dying breath as her chant was complete.  Athena died right there and then before Atilla could get to her.


"No! NO!" He shout with his magic disintegrating and wand melting with other witches standing together.  He ran along with the other witches as they gathered around the chosen one.  Athena's limp body was being carried into the river with witches lighting candles, gently laying her in the river where her body floated away.  Crying with their advocate gone but felt some resurgence with there veins glowing yellow.  Catherina turned to Henry who was stunned.


"The chant.  She saved us, she saved all of us!" Catherine declared with Henry crying, afraid of what was to come.  


"I'm so sorry.  I wish I could stay with you for a lot longe but I hope you are safe.  The new chosen one save us even if it takes centuries to save us." Athena whispered in each of their heads as they stared at the river, mourning but hopeful in the centuries to come.  

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