I meet up with Horvath, taking my sweet time to run by past spells so I don't seem like a failure. When I step through the old door, I see Horvath killing a stray rat with a quick spell, tossing it out the broken window.
"Uh..."
"Meet your new allie." He suddenly states, pointing to a familiar figure in the darkness. My roommate steps out with a shocked look.
"Wait, what?" We both ask at the same time.
"How did I not see this?" She asks, walking further into the light.
"You're a Morganian? But you love people." I argue.
"No, human's are worthless. I only use them as love toys. Some have their...perks." she remarks, making me shiver in digust when she crosses her arms and gives me a sly look.
"Uh, anyways. Is she the only reason I've been brought here?" I ask.
"Why would I waste time like that? No, she will be your helper. Since she lives with you, I trust her to train you at home when you aren't here." He explains.
"I get to be homeschooled also? Great." I comment.
"It's the best way to speed up your skill, being Morgana and all." My roommate answers.
"I guess?" I reply, crossing my arms behind my back.
"Wait, what's your name again?" She asks. I sigh and close my eyes, even I know her name. Darcie.
"Sera." I mutter.
"Oh, right." She says. By the look on Horvath's face, I could tell that he was as done with her as I was.
"If you don't mind, I'm going to train her now." He states.
"Right, right. See ya later." Darcie wiggles her fingers as she exits.
"Don't worry, she isn't going to be your tutor." He adds when she leaves.
"Then why get her?" I ask.
"There is a spell called the Parasite. A nasty little bugger, it originated in Haiti. It allows the performer to take the power from another. She will be your victim." He explains, pointing to the door with his cane.
"What? No! I'm not supposed to kill other sorcerers!" I argue.
"You will, just this once. I choose one of the most loathsome." He mutters.
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He went over the spell one last time and I grimly nodded, planning on how to dispose of her. Turning her into a statue, then breaking her up and spreading her in the ocean. Blame it on one of her boy toys by disposing of him too. The perfect eloping story, if only I had enough money to pay both sides of the rent.
"I will do it when I'm ready to get rid of her." I promised him before I left.
I sigh and practically break down the door to my apartment, closing the door behind me and looking at the blasted note on the counter.
I know my heart is set, but my heart is set on more than just getting rid of the filthy humans.
I try to ignore it, seeming harder this time, and move myself to my bedroom. Darcie wasn't here, no surprise, and I groan at the turmoil shuffling around in my brain. I've never had headaches as frequently as I've had now, the two sides of my moral compass always yelling at each other.
I run a hand through my hair and open my closet, picking out simple pajamas and changing into them. I take out the information for Abby's party and look it over, this weekend. Sighing, I place it on my nighstand and press my face into my pillow.
The air was hot and stuffy, my pillow unforgiving and lumpy. Sleep was far from my mind, despite my exhausted state. I twist and uncover myself a bit more from the blankets, hoping to get some sleep. When it doesn't work I groan and stand to my feet, opening a window. I roll onto my stomach and try to fall asleep again, still nothing.
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I rub my temple in the backroom and a hand is places on my back, making me jump. Abby jumps as well and gives me a concerned look.
"Are you okay?" She asks.
"Just great. I'm just stressed." I answer.
"Is it about yesterday?" She asks.
"Yes, it is about yesterday. It is so about yesterday." I reply, glad to be able to tell the truth.
"If you want to talk about it, I'm right here." She insists, going to help a lost customer. I internally laugh and rub my eyes.
Yeah, I'll soo be doing that soon.
I pick up the latest pile of new books and start to put them away, looking behind my shoulder every second, just waiting for Marcus to go for round two of blue-balls.
Unfortunatly, the next five hours go along uneventful, the only exitement when a kid knocked over an entire shelf of books. I half expected them to all fall domino style, but thankfully it didn't or I would've had to reshelve them all.
"I'm going." I warn Abby and she waves, selling a book. I take my bag and leave the store, not ready to do anything. I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to kill a person, I didn't want to train with Horvath, I wanted to go home. I wanted my life to go back to being normal and human, not the mess it is now. I'm done with my magic wish.
I storm out of the mall and fearlessly pass through the bad side of town, entering the training building and seeing Horvath sitting at a table, casually looking around.
"I'm done." I state.
"How cute, you think you can just leave like that." He mumbles.
"I'm stressed, I'm tired. I don't want to kill anyone, I don't want to be Morgana, and I don't want to deal with magic." I exclaim.
"You took an oath. Once you entered the circle there was no going back. You're bound." He hisses.
"You never told me this!" I yell.
"I didn't need to. It's your destiny, you can't escape it. Search deeper, you know you want this. The power, the people who will go with your every word." He entices. I narrow my eyes, but sigh and nod my head.
"Good girl." He whispers, casually looking about the room again.
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