Flowing Evil

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Meeting

Magi. That's a being with supernatural powers. That is what I am. An Earth type magi, to be exact, and sometimes known as a physical user. That means I have powers associated with the earth such as super strength, but I also have pyrokinesis.

Oh, right. My name is Kira Tachibanna. Yeah, spelled with two n's.

My hair has always been on the shorter, boyish side, and is dark blue. I have more of a muscular body frame as well because of my job as a police officer, but it was muscular before that, too. I'm often mistaken for male but I don't care one bit.

There's spiritual magi, which have powers that can range from healing to seeing spirits. They can see any spirits relating to the spirit world. All of them have healing powers. That's what my sister is. They can also have telekinesis, high empathy, telepathy, and teleportation. Depending on the user, they can use their powers and emotion to connect to each other.

I had recently gotten off work and walked into my house. As soon as I stepped through the door, my kids ran up to me. I bent down as they hugged me.

I should mention I have three kids. Two of them are semi identical twins, one male, the other female. The girl is Jaden. The boy is Sousuke. The other kid, Akari, was born a few years later.

"Mama! Daddy finished cooking!" My son said, his short blue hair moving as he spoke, his green eyes shining.

"He did? What did he make?" I asked, smiling at him.

"Food!" My daughter, Jaden, said as her short blue hair swayed behind her, her green eyes closed, her sharp teeth appearing as she grinned at me.

"Yeah, but what kind?"

"Uh....I think it was chicken. But he saved some for you!" Akari said, walking between her siblings and putting her hands on my knees with a smile on her face.

The twins are twelve. Akari is six.

"Yup. That's your daddy." I said.

"My wife is back from work!" A familiar voice from behind me said. It was my husband, Yuki Tachibanna.

"Hey Yuki! Thanks for savin' me a piece a' chicken." I said, turning around to face him. Yuki smiled as we walked into the kitchen together where he pointed to the microwave, indicating to check the oven.

Oh, and he's an adorable person who must be protected at all costs. My pretty boy. That's a nickname I called him back in high school, and as you can tell, I still call him that. Sometimes I do, anyway. He's got short white hair and the same emerald green eyes that the twins inherited. Yuki is muscular, but one of the gentlest people you'll ever meet. Today he wore a simple loose white t-shirt and black pants.

"Of course! What kind of husband would I be if I made dinner for our kids but not for you?" Yuki asked.

"A bad one, I guess." I said, looking through the microwave and then turning it on, setting it to one minute. Inside it was a piece of chicken sitting on a plate just like Akari said. It spun around in the microwave while I turned its inner light off.

"Exactly!"

As he walked away to our room, the microwave dinged and I opened the microwave's door. Once I finished eating the piece of chicken, it was time for bed.

I walked into the bedroom I share with Yuki to see him asleep and already changed for bed in that same loose white t-shirt, but now he wore brown shorts.

"Ha! Look at that pretty boy, already changed for bed and asleep." I shook my head and crossed my arms, chuckling and smiling as I listened to him letting out light snores.