Once there was a land of magic that was dominated by many wizard guilds. Makarov was one of these wizards, a shapeshifter, untrained but deadly.
One day he woke up to a suprise, his dad brang him breakfast in bed and told him he had found Makarov a tutor! Makarov leapt out of bed and ran down stairs to bump into a hulk of a man,
"Hello," the man said in a gravely voice, "I was just looking for you."
Makarov apologized hurridly and bowed,
"I am so sorry master," he said
"There's no need for that!" Said his new master with a laugh, and they had break fast.
CHAPTER 2
The next morning Makarov woke up and went strait to where his tutor had told him to meet, as his tutor had promised he was already there.
"Hello master!" He cried exitedly, "how are you?"
"I'm fine," his master replied, "how we you?"
"Really really exited master!" Makarov replied.
"Then let's get going!"
Makarov and his tutor, who was called Wazalsky, worked very hard that day they practiced turning parts of their body larger, Makarov was able to enlarge his fist to the size of a dinner plate by the end of the day!
"Very well done Makarov!" Said Wazalsky "I am very proud of you! And we will carry on with this tomorrow."
And they would of done, but life said differently.
CHAPTER 3
The next morning Makarov woke to find the house dark, he called for his mother and father but they were nowhere to be seen.
He walked downstairs to find his kitchen in a wreck, the Windows were shatered; the table was in two and the marble surfaces were fractured.
Makarov panicked, he ran through the house screaming for his parents, yet he knew they would never come.
He ran back into his bedroom and packed his bag, a packet of crisps, a sandwich and a sleeping bag, he didn't need anything else. As he ran from the house he made a quick check of where he should go:
1: go to the safehouse
2: go to the safehouse
3: go to the safehouse
Well he didn't have much choice did he?
He ran, ran faster than ever and wouldn't stop, he kept going even though he knew he wouldn't find his parents.
CHAPTER 4
As dawn broke the next day he reached the safehousehe as starving and hunger was constantly clawing at his insides. He could smell the food inside and that have him the strength to pull open the reinforced door.
Inside he smelt the wonderful small of bacon and eggs and as he peered round the corner Makarov saw Wazalsky sitting there eating breakfast.
"MASTER!!!" He cried exitedly,
"Why hello Makarov," replica his master "I was expeslcting to see you here.
As night fell Wazalsky told Makarov that he was going out for the night and that he would be back in time for the morning Makarov said goodnight and went to bed.
The next day Wazalsky wasn't back but still Makarov waited, he sat at the window through storm and snow and waited.
