The Last Mystic

Chapter Four

I sat down in the middle of the aisle. There was something about this book, it gave me a weird sense of familiarity. It was linked to me. I put the other books down next to me and looked at the contents pages. The pages were small and the writing was tiny.

World War 3 & Tribes of the Praeditus

Contents

Before and During World War Three:
The Cause of World War 3                         Page 3 – 7
Rise of the Natives and the Praeditus            Page 8 – 12
The Fall of the Prosaic Humans                 Page 13 – 15
Annihilation of the Mystic Tribe                Page 16 – 18

The End of World War Three:
The Last Mystic and the Prophecy                Page 19 – 21
Unity of the Tribes of the Praeditus            Page 22 – 24
The Defeat of the Enemy                        Page 25 - 26

After World War Three:
The tribes of the Praeditus Live in Harmony     Page 27 - 28
The Rebirth of Native and Praeditus Civilisation Page 29

I flicked through the yellowed pages of the book to the Rise of the Natives and the Praeditus.The words swirled inside my head. The Mystic Tribe? The last Mystic and the Prophecy? What's that supposed to mean? We learnt about other major tribes: the Silver Tongues, the Embers, the Lumins, the Ethereals, the Sombers and the Aqua and Terra Moderati and others. But I'd never heard of the Mytic tribe. And the Natives were all the magical creatures like some of our teachers are, nymphs and satyrs and centaurs and such. I had always just assumed that we lived in harmony.

I looked at the clock on the back wall of the Library, I was losing time for my last bit of homework before I could walk home with Jacob. I closed the book and stacked it on top of the others. I'll have to come back to it when I'm done, I thought, I'll borrow it though, it looks interesting.

I got up and took the books to the Library reception. I put the stack on top of the counter.

"Hello Pearl, dear."

"Hi Mrs. Winfrey. How have you been today?"

"Not to bad, just these four?"

"Uh, no. Just this one." I gave her World War 3 & the Tribes of the Praeditus, "I won't need the rest for long."

"How're those powers coming along?" She nodded towards my invisible hand as she scanned the books for me.

"Well, they're getting better. My head went invisible at the end of our first class today but I was able to bring it back quite quickly. But then my hand disappeared." She handed my books back with a light chuckle.

"Here you go dear, say hello to Mum for me."

"Thanks, Mrs.Winfrey, will do."

I carried my stack of books back to the desk. Jacob was already stuck into his homework so I didn't bother him. I went straight into concentration mode. I set aside World War 3 & the Tribes of the Praeditus and opened up the first on the stack. I jotted down some notes on how the unity of the Tribes of Praeditus meant that we could mix among the Tribes, like it is now. And how the unity between the Natives and the Praeditus meant that centaurs like Coach Dion and satyrs like Mr. O' Connell could live normally amount us Praedi. I took a few more notes from the second and third about everyone living in harmony. I transferred my notes into a short essay format and wrote unti till I was done. Jacob and I finished at the same time.