Magicks

Chapter Three

    Alex woke up early that morning so she walked to the training room by herself. The halls were unusually quiet. As she walked through them she saw a man just standing by the doors leading into the training room. He was wearing the same clothes the man in black usually wore, but his hood and mask were off.  She walked up to him, his blue eyes stared off into the distance. He was a little taller than her but not by much. his hands were in his pockets. He stood still like a heroic statue staring off into the sunset. Alex cleared her throat trying to get his attention. "I ain't an idiot, I know you're there." He said still looking off into the distance. Alex stood next to him and looked where he was looking to see what was so magnificent to be staring at. All she saw was the training room. "What are you looking at?" Asked Alex. The man made a quick side glance then looked back. "Memories." He said quietly with more breath in his voice than sound. "Who are you?" She asked. The man looked at her. "No one important to your story." He said. Alex looked down at the ground, then walked into the room. She practiced what grace taught her. She thought of something happy that would let the light come out of her in magicks form. As she did this the man was watching her. She felt slightly uncomfortable but tried not to think about it. Eventually, the man walked over to her. "I wanna help you." He said. "Why? I thought you said you weren't important to my story." " You obviously have no idea what you're doing and it makes me cringe to watch you." "Then don't" said Alex with a snippy time in her voice. He knelt down towards the ground and payed his hands flat on it. The ground shook and Alex could hear a crashing sound coming from the distance. Suddenly a huge wave appeared from the other side of the room it rolled over them, but instead of drowning them it became what seemed to be the ceiling. It glowed shimmery blues and purples. "It's beautiful." Said Alex. "I'm a part of the storm family. Storm magicks can be misinterpreted as evil magicks because of all of the destruction that can come from them. We help calm storms or prevent them, but we can also create them to help man kind." He said staring at the water ceiling. The man closed his eyes and the water disappeared into little particles. "My name's Sam." He said. "I can tell you have some sort of light magicks." He said. "Let's go to the research lab, maybe we can figure out what family you come from." He said starting out the door. "Wait I never agreed to this." Said Alex rushing after him. They came to an empty room with machines tightly packed in the room. "Every machine does something different." He said walking over to one. It had a cylinder glass outside and a seat in the middle with two metal rods sticking out where the arm are supposed to go. "This one tests your strength, then when the results come in they go into this computer and come up with results. So please step in." Alex sat down in the chair and placed her arms on the rods. "Alright, this may sting." He said walking over to a key pad he pressed a button causing an electric shock to run through the wires. Alex didn't move. "Did you feel anything?" He asked. "No." She said. "Alright then, let's go to the next one." He said. After going from machine to machine they went to the computer to see what the results where. " You were great on all the lighter magicks tests, but you didn't do so great on the darker magicks tests." The computer read all of her scores but on the bottom where her magicks family was supposed to be there was an error written in bold red letters. "I don't get it, you're able to use magicks, but you don't have a magicks family?" Sam paused. "Wait what's your name again?" He asked. "Alex, right?" "Yeah, why?" "You don't by any chance know an Allie do you?" "Yes, why?" Sam paused staring at her searching for an answer. "I have to go." "Why?" "There's something I need to do." He said running out the door. Sam hurried to the library. He pushed the doors open and hurried over to a bookshelf. He ran his fingers across the dusty books and stopped at an old leather covered one. He pulled it out and started carefully flipping threw the pages as to not tear the old pages. He came across some text that cough this eye.

   Entry 189,
Although this small book cannot even capture anything close to the thoughts that are trapped in my head, I must write this down. I've just sent my girls Alex, and Allie away with Desmond. My dear husband try's to comfort me with protection orbs of different colors, but I'm still unsettled. Desmond says he will bring my girls back to me when they're older and trained to fight the orb hunters, but I will not get to grow with them. When they go to the world with no magicks I requested they be close so they may grow and help each other threw obstacles in life. No more thoughts could be written down for they are too complex for words.

"Could she be her, she would be about alexs' age and for her to know a girl named Allie it's remarkably coincidental, but there's not enough evidence." He looked down at the text. "Maybe I should talk to Allie too." He said. "If these kids are who I think they are I have to train them to face the orb hunters."