The Philosopher's Stone

Chapter 1

                    A couple of steps was heard, strong and stiff, but light. It was a boy wearing a light armor and a yellow long sleeved shirt, circling around an ancient tower with a sword on his left waist and strong aggressive eyes.

              He is ready to fight and guard what he strongly protects. He knows what he is here for, but not this blue thing floating in the air.

             Upclose, it was girl wearing a blue hoodie. She was uncertain and was trying to go with the wind, but the uncertainty and the mystery of it all thrills her. She smiled as she felt the strong current took her away.

To a place or someone. . .

She never knew. . .

                 She landed on the ground and nothing was visible except for that ancient tower hovering above the trees. It was strange, it felt like it was calling her.

                 She took a step closer. But before she could step any further, a sharp sword pointed at her. It hovered below her chin.

                 Surprised and terrified, she slowly stared at the wielder. It was a boy and a strong one, fired up to kill her.

                  Taking a step back,she raised her hand and launched her frostbite spell. .

                 . .but the boy managed to dodge her attack.

                 " She was quick but she missed " he thought while staring at her face.

It had delicate features yet letting out a familiar strong presence. She was!!--

The girl saw his reluctance and noticed his expression.

 "do you know me?" she asked in a cold manner.

"Yes-" he replied.

"You're my master's daughter" he sighed, remembering her face in his memories before the war.

                The boy returned the sword in its scabbard.

 " Master. .  I mean your father, told me to guard this tower from witches and wizards."

              Seeing him disarming, the girl let down her guard too. She lowered down her hood and smiled.

"Well, I don't look like one now. Right?".

               The boy smiled back and offered a hand

"By the way. I'm Eren and you're?"

          The girl took a quick glance down to his hand and then up to his smiling face with suspicion in her eyes.

"Jewel- I thought you knew me?" she strictly uttered, alarmed.

"Very unfriendly " he thought, while lowering his hand.

"I only saw you once. My master never mentioned your name." he added with a tune of dissatisfaction."Very rude" he thought again, hiding his hand inside his pocket.

            The girl laughed.

"Never?! hahaha unbelievable. So what's in that tower?" she continued to ask, completely unaware of the guy's disappointment about her impoliteness. "This boy surely is my father's student" she smirked.

"The philosopher's stone. It was kept hidden from dark witches." He replied. "Wanna take a look?" he said while opening the secret passage.

"Sure-" Jewel followed him into that darkness and wondered randomly "how old are you anyway?"