Once Upon a Red Witching Hood

Chapter 2 - The Red Cloak

I woke up to a bright warm light. I still felt cold and empty inside though. I lost my family and friends for just powers and magic. My eyes started welling up with tears. I cried.

"Their not just powers and magic Rosabelle." I heard a voice say. A very... Familiar voice. "I'm Madaline Florris, the witch who granted you those powers. I've given you those powers because I believe and know you have a wise and pure heart. And as you grow older you become even wiser and your heart become more pure."

I stared at the white light that was ahead of me. She was Madaline. The person who had this power. The person who started this mess!

"Yes I'm Madaline" She rolled her eyes at me. "And no I'm not. I know what you've been through... I know how it feels to lose all your dear ones and feel so lost and alone."

She reads minds too. Oh she read that, I think.

"Yes I do." She replied to my 'I think.' I wiped my tears off.

"I don't think you have. One lover okay but my whole family and friends! I've lost them all!" I was on the verge of crying again, but I had to be stronger.

"I know. But with power comes sacrifice and grief."

"I don't want this power then!"

"Calm down Rosabelle. Shouting and misunderstanding will lead to more trouble. You must listen."

I looked at her for a while pondering over should I or should I not? She had it before me for years... Plus I bet there's more I don't get. "Fine." I mumbles finally. She smiled.

"I've lost my dear ones too. I was born with power years ago. Later on many witches tried taking my powers. I had to protect it and protect all good. It was a duty. I had no choice. My family sacrificed themselves for me. Just like yours did. They were captured by very powerful witches. They threatened me. I was too flustered to know what to do. I was your age and I still hadn't my powers to it's most. I was afraid. My parents told me to run away. My little brother died first. Next was my mom. Then my dad. I saw them die one after the other before my eyes. Their heads were cut off. I cried for many nights and felt guilt. I had nightmares of their death scenes reminding me of my grief and guilt every night. I was to blame. I felt I couldn't live anymore. I couldn't. Then I had a dream one night. Of my whole family. Telling me to be stronger. Telling me to carry on my duty. Evil is everywhere. It teaches good to be better. Evil has to be stopped at it's limit, it can't be completely destroyde because it's pat of life."

I was stunned to hear this. I couldn't even reply to all she said. She knows what I'm feeling and more. I was so rude.

"It's fine. I understand your depression and confusion. You aren't to blame."

Okay I've had enough of this reading mind thing. "Could you stop doing that?" It wasn't a question though. She giggled.

"Sorry. I can't really help it." I sighed at her response.

"Okay what are you and are you going to stay with me?"

"I'm just a spirit waitig to be taken away. I have 30 days to teach you all about your powers and how to use them."

"Thirty days?! You've got to be kidding me right?!"

"Nope." She said popping the 'P'.

"Okay... That's not enough."

"Trust me it is. Plus you're a fast learner which will be great and helpful."

"How would you know that?" I asked curiously.

"I've been by your side the past years since your got your powers. You just never saw me or felt my presence."

"Oh so you've been stalking me for years." She rolled her eyes.