I'd be lying if I said I had some long elaborate sob story about how my life was so hard and trauma filled. Truth is, I wasn't even Exiled or forced to leave. . . . I chose to, and gladly.
I had it pretty easy growing up — loving parents, lots of friends, and not to mention I was strong and smart. My oddities are Intangibility and Force Fields — they're really rare and I received them at a young age.
Intangibility is the ability to render one's body intangible, allowing them to pass through solid objects. So for example, If I want to walk through walls, I can and I don't have to perform a spell to make that possible.
Force Fields are pretty much self explanatory, I can create a shield that protects me from harm. The only downside is that I cant hold it up for that long at the moment because it takes alot out of me. So far the only magic that has been able to break it while its up is Altiair's — stupid Wick magic.
Because of my oddities and extensive knowledge of magic at such an early age, my parents began prepping me to someday lead our coven. I guess you could say I was somewhat of a prodigy, not many rivaled me in raw power better yet knowledge. I think it has to do with the fact that I'm an only child but thats just a theory.
A few years ago, one of my closest friends found out that I had a boyfriend, and of course in an act of betrayal — she told my parents. My dad said that he couldn't "get on board" with that — whatever that means, so he suggested that we use magic to try and change me so I could be a fit leader for the coven. He said they'd never accept me as their leader otherwise.
Yes, you heard that right — mind control, a witches version of conversion therapy basically. I laughed in his face of course because he and I both knew he wasn't a strong enough witch to control someone as gifted and smart as me, a ridiculously hilarious idea it was. Plus he told me ahead of time so I had time to prepare a counter spell just in case.
I remember him saying "you're soul will be tainted Rauz, they won't see you as pure" to which I replied "You guys just hunted and killed an evil witch the other day and had fun doing it. . . . if there is one, we're all going to hell no matter how the cookie crumbles".
My mother seemed less upset, it felt like she more or so agreed with everything my dad said out of loyalty and obligation but I'm not entirely sure if I'm honest.
I know what your thinking, I should be devastated that they refused to accept me — so much that he wanted to enchant straightness upon me. But oddly enough, I just thought it was stupid and foolish to think a spell could genuinely change how I felt deep down, like being straight was some prize.
So one day I woke up, told my parents I loved them, and I left — deciding to never return. I moved from Texas and went to St. Helena, I was only seventeen years old.
I don't know how they feel now, but I have no desire to figure it out. I wont have any part in someone thinking they can control my life. I guess you can say they kind of turned me into a cold hearted bitch with very little patience, Well until I met Altiair Wick that is.
Altiair Wick — my family, my best friend, and the bravest person I know. The day we met she was sloppily drunk at a bar — drinking all her troubles away. It was almost two years after I left and had been on my own for a while.
Being the nosy and alert person I was, I watched some random guy buy her a drink and and practically force her to drink it — I immediately knew something was wrong. Altiair slowly become weary, she was completely out of it. I soon realized she wasn't just drunk, she had been drugged. I planned to talk to her anyways because for some reason I was drawn to her. Almost like it was fate that we even met, but after that, I definitely had to intervene.
Witches are stronger than humans in the way that we're stronger physically and mentally — we're also just overall more durable. For example if something harmful enters the body, our witch blood will destroy it faster unless it was created magically, but at the time I didn't know she was a witch and that the drug would leave her system quickly so I had to help.
I watched the man pretend Altiair was his friend he assured people that he was taking her home, so I followed them. He took her into a dark alleyway and so I knew I had to make my move.
I just remember waving my hand and propelling the guy into the brick wall, its kind of a witchy old faithful.
"You sick perverted asshole!" I screamed at him. And then Altiair got up and was in perfect condition again. It was at that moment I figured out that she was a witch.
The man started to scream and run out of nowhere which confused me because nobody did anything else to him, or so I thought. I soon found out Altiair made him see something that wasn't there.
Altiair is extremely powerful and can do many things. I knew she had to have casted a spell to make the guy go crazy like that.
I asked her "what did you just do?" To which she replied "Oh nothing, I just made him think that satan himself was trying to kill him, thats why he's running. . . . It'll wear off eventually but he'll probably never recover from it. I predict he'll be in the psych ward by morning"
As evil as it sounds, I remember us laughing hysterically, I didn't feel bad because that was what he deserved — at the very least.
Altiair explained to me why she was drinking her problems away. She told me that she been searching for other witches who had been exiled or lost like herself and taking them. As cold and distant as I was at the time, there was just something about Alt that made me feel comfortable. So I told her my story and decided to go back with her and the rest is pretty much history.
Even though I already had most of my powers mastered, she taught me new things and made me her right hand man when it came to teaching. I guess you can say she brought me back to life, my ice cold heart is warm because of her.
Raven wasn't there yet so it was just Altiair, Enya, Calluna, and myself.
We have become so close, we're family and I guess you can say we bring out the best in each other even when we disagree. I couldn't imagine life without her, or any of them for that matter. I would do anything for them.
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Exiled
FantasyA young and powerful gender fluid witch, Altiair Wick, was exiled by her coven and superiors for unfair reasons. She takes a close friend with her and they set out to find others like them, Others who were outcasted for being different. They come ac...