the magic battle

Chapter 4 un exspected visiters at the lockers

It was now wednesday, around 11:38, and i was back home. i wanted to go to school not because i give a dam with school just i had some things to/get. So i chucked some clothes on, a pair of light grey skinny jeans, top, and my nice burgundy jumper it had a really cool knitted pattern on the front. ran out of my apartment room, grabbed my bag, down the stairs as the lift has been broken for over half year now, and casually slowed down to a walk, and walked my usual morning school trip. On the way i was thinking of all this wizard stuff. Before i could think of anything more i was there.

I walked through the school gate, down the long drive way, past the visitors park area, turned right, then left before the teachers car parking area, down a wide and short path separating classrooms that link at by this extremely wide hallway that have my lockers in. So i shoved the double doors open and discreetly walked to my locker. I walked down the thin isle that my locker was in, shoved my key in the lock and unlocked it.

Before i could even open the locker door i heard my name shouted. "Oy Sam" i ignored just looking at my name "oy gay boy i called your name look at me yeah." It came again.

"What do you want" i turned to see the guy i mostly hate in my year. He wasn't a bully just he acted hard and thought it was funny to take the mic out of every thing.

"Don't back chat me" he walked over to me like a chav with his little want be bad man group behind him, i always call them a pack of sheep, as they just follow the so called leader around.

"Shut up" i huffed.

"Wat you say dick" he walked closer telling his group to stay still. I just laughed to my self, as he shoved me to the wall.

"Let go" i sternly ordered, he frowned bamboozled from my confidence. With my right hand i waved it towards the small group, then they were all wearing blind folds, making them panic as they couldn't take them of, i then looked at the person he was called Jake he had some stupid surname i struggled to say, latin i think, the closes any teacher has gone is innamarfarty which isn't right at all, but i found it funny as. i knead him, then punched a electric bolt through his head, making him fall to the floor screaming in agony, i was shocked i didn't want to do magic at school, just in case i got court, but anger took over me.

I pushed my hands in front of me, making the group fly backwards out glass window behind them, then i rose Jake from the floor once agin with magic pushed him out of the window, i waited a bit then suddenly a massive breath came from out side i figured that was jake just about living after my magic, i felt less stressed knowing i wasn't a murdirrer.

I went back to my locker opened the locker door and got out a coat, it was a nice coat a slim blue one, i un raped coat to reveal what was in side, a wand, my wand. I loved it but wizards don't really need to use wands as they have found out over the years not to but i loved it, when ever i held it i felt like i was in the film Harry Potter, haha, it was a burgundy wooden stick about 30cm long, it was thin so it was fairly lite. It was about a cm on one side where you hold it, and about 2 mm on the other ends tip.

I looked up to see if anyone was there luckily no one was, so i chucked the coat on and then stuck my wand between my belt and my jeans on my hip. Suddenly i heard some foot steps through the door, i thought it was that idiot Jake again but no it was some tall thin man and a slim lady as tall as the mans shoulders. They both looked mid twenties, the man had jet black hair scarped down to the right covering one of his eyes, and dark blue cloak with black edges, under neath he was wearing black leathery skinny clothes, making him look like some heavy rocker. The lady was wearing a dark red cloak and once again dark leathery clothing under neath, she had brown hair that fell down just past her shoulders, it was casually styled to be puffy, i think its got called lots of volume. I had a pair of un expected visitors at the locker.

"Ello mate" the man sarcastically smiled.

"Umm hey" i stuttered slightly scared.

"I think you would heard of my lots of greats grandad her lots of greats gran" spoke the man again, he had a very deep, croaky voice. I just stood still. " no give you a clue then chap, well one was killed by stupid merlin and and the other killed someone that your pathetic merlin tried to protect."

From that i straight away knew who he was talking about." Mordred and Morgana" Mordred was a evil wizard that merlin killed and Morgana was a evil witch. I suddenly realised they must be some evil relatives.

"Well done kid you ent as dumb as i thought" spoke out the lady.

"Sarcastic bitch" i muttered, it just slipped out, i didn't particularly want to agitate some evil relatives that obviously wants revenge.

"What you say you little brat" shouted the lady.

"Don't you dare speak to my wife like that" angrily shouted the man. I stepped back in fear. With that the man raised his hand clenching his fingers i flew back and was magically dangling a couple of feat of the floor, my hands strangling my own neck i tried to pull them away but, i just couldn't. I just about gagged out,

"P..leas,e .......... Le,t..go..... A.h,hh" as he loosened up and i fell to my knees, gasping for air. The two started to walk closer, until they stood just next to me.

"My name is Skye and he his Mason." Announced the lady. I court my breath and leapt up, my hands aiming for both of their faces, shooting twi fire bolts, one out of each fist. Some how they both lent back doing the matrixes. The two bolts shot into the root marking to brown burnt patches, i turned around to face them both again to see to very angry people. I gulped in fear.

"Kid has balls" smirked Mason, i smiled proud of the slightly sarcastic compliment. Mason nodded at skye, instantly a smirk rose on her face as she stood forward, in a cowboy stance like a stand of in the old western films.

"Ladies first" i stuttered.

"Aww true gentle man," as she jumped up doing a 360 kick kicking five fire bolts, smashing me back into the wall creating a big crack in the wall, she then kicked up wards shooting three fat electric bolts hitting me right in the chest, making me shake furiously. I fell to my knees once again, Skye walked back and Mason stepped forward, he wiped his right arm to the side and instantly a rope stretched out of his hand. He whipped it forward rapping round my neck and flung me into the lockers on the left ,then the right, then the roof, then the floor. I was now power less, no energy, my body from my head to my toes was as numb as can be. I just lade on the floor blood poring from my nose. My sight became blurred, but i could just about, make out that i was picked up, by magic, it felt like my wrist and ankle were tide.

I could see a small crowed of people come in, i felt my self get lowered down and a bunch of lights of all colours and other random, what i think where spells pass over me, within seconds later i saw, what looked like sean, crouch down to me. And then it was pitch black, i was out cold.