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prologue

Some trigger warning. Proceed with caution. Also, you are 12 in this prologue.

"Mother, Father, please, I'm sorry!" The girl whimpered.

"You're the devil!" She cried, whipping her with a belt. "You have magical powers! You don't deserve to live!"

The girl whimpered as she curled up into a ball, bloody and bruised, taking the beatings.

"Father! Please, don't let her do this!" The little girl begged.

The man stayed quiet.

"Mother-" She started.

Whip. "I am not your mother, Y/N." The woman growled. Whip.

Then, the girl snapped. She stood, her eyes turned into a white color as her body started to transform.

Her body transformed into a ashy, black-colored, tendril-equipped cloud, barreling through the place she called home, killing the people she called family.

She wreaked havoc on her town in this new form, killing many people before gaining control of herself, transforming into her human form.

She stumbled weakly into an alley, hiding herself as people ran by the alley, running in terror or looking for her, the thing that killed people in her town.

"Find the Obscurus! Don't let it get away!" A men yelled, pulling out what seemed like a wand.

Am I an Obscurus? What's an Obscurus? She thought to herself. Is that what I am?

As she slowly regained her strength, she listened for the footsteps to go away, then walked out, her wounds from her mother's beating still bloody.

She walked throughout the city, looking at all the destruction she had made.

She whimpered in the cold. Why me?

She knelt by a body, closing their eyes. She then saw what looked like a wand by him. Are witches and wizards real? Is this real? I don't know anymore!

She picked up the wand, and pointed it at a nearby not-destroyed building, thinking to herself that it was stupid. She yelped as the wand sent out a ball of white, taking a chunk of the building.

I'm a witch? She thought.

I'm going to have to learn how to control these powers of mine.