I went to my closet and threw my bag on the floor from the gym, I hadn't seen Mia all day. She won't reply to my text or calls. Isaac had persuaded me to go with him to the gym, now I know just how much I'm out of shape. Just as I was about to turn to my dresser my heart nearly jumps out of my chest.
                              "W-who are you get out I'll call the police mum!" I yell but he just laughs. 
                              "You are Harold Styles right? Your mother is Ann Hemp by maiden name and your father is Mathew Styles, you grew up in Holmes Chapel, England. Your parents divorced when you were 16, 2 years exact by next Tuesday." He sits legs crossed on my bed. He has a persuading deep voice, black medium long hair and wears an all black suit. 
                              "Who the fuck are you and how do you know all of that?" Where the hell is my mum.
                              "My name is Christian Gailbrum the 5th, also known as the leader of Gailbrum and proud father of the second powerful caster that currently walks this earth, me being in first place." He gets up and looks towards Mia's window.
                              "Your Mia's father." I step back, I can see how they are related, the hair color, their blue eyes, almost everything. 
                              "What a bright boy now let's go." He holds his hand out like a hand shake but I step away.
                              "No I don't know you get out of my room!" his lips narrow in a straight line and he lunges for me and I'm forced to close my eyes. 
                              "Where are we?" I look around and we're in an office. 
                              "Mr. Styles do take a seat." He gestures to the velvet seat in front of his desk I don't budge but he holds out his hand and I feel like I'm paralyzed as me levitates my body to the seat. The chair 'comes alive' and vines tie down my arms and legs. 
                              "So Harry it has come to my attention my daughter has broken a law, a caster law. Has she told you any of them?" his wicked smile tells me he knows the exact answer. 
                              "My daughter may be bright and have all the smarts in school but not when a boy is clouding her thinking." He points his finger to the book shelf and an image starts to open up in midair. 
                              When it clears up it shows Mia sitting on an edge of a rocky mountain swinging her legs over the ocean. Her black hair flows with the wind.
                              "Mia has been there all day if you were wondering where she was." He give and evil cocky smirk that'd love to wipe off his face. "This is my favorite part." Her father beams as we look at the motion picture. I watch as Mia raises her hands and makes swift movements and the ocean sea moves along with her hands.  
                              "Mia is a special caster, she has high abilities only a leader of Gailbrum can accomplish. I on the other hand gave her half of my powers. In a few years time she will be fit for the next in line leader, but every leader has to have no broken laws and Mia my love has tainted the main law." I start to panic as the restraints get tighter.
                              "Harry you are not an immortal like us and Mia has failed to keep her powers to herself." His eyes fill with a dark red. 
                              "I'm sorry my love." With his other hand her snaps his fingers and Mia is starting to be lifted in the air slowly. She panics and starts to plead crying out 'no' repeatedly. Another snap and she's spread out over the ocean.
                              "Stop it no!" I panic in my seat. Another snap and she lets out a scream, its like a scene from the exorcist as she's slightly bent backwards. Another snap and her screams make me lose it.
                              She screams please stop but her father just closes his eyes as he snaps for the third and hopefully final time. Her cries stop and he waves his hand across the image and she goes away. He closes the picture and turns to me. 
                                      
                                   
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Teen FictionThey call her freak, geek, witch, weirdo. He sees the oposite, he knows her secret, but she doesn't know his.
 
                                               
                                                  