Chapter 9 The Acupuncturists Pt. 2

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Earlier in Head Mistress' office...

I was waiting with Head Mistress until she was finally able to sense that James had found Feng. It only made the anticipation all that more nerve-wracking. By the way that Head Mistress was peacefully just meditating, as I was pacing back and forth, meant that she had something planned for me. 

James, hurry up and find your teacher, but at the same time, please don't. I've heard of the power that she has, and I don't know if I'll live through this. 

"James found him," Head Mistress solemnly said, and my nerves shot up. She turned towards me and took a sip of her coffee. "It's time to begin with your training, Julia." 

"So what are we gonna do exactly?" 

"Before we begin, let me say one thing. The magic you wield is one that has never been used of had since the war against the Archangels. Your grandmother, Irene, was known as the Necromancer and Manipulator of Souls to those who saw her fight on the battlefield. She was proficient in Soul Magic and Necromancy against the Archangels and would wipe massive waves of them with nothing but a flick of her hand. She was unstoppable." She explained to me and with a tone of awe-inspired by my Grandma. 

"None of this was in the Scriptures when Father Alric read it to us, we were only told that she knew necromancy and only used that. How do you know so much about my Grandma?" 

Head Mistress giggled at my question. "It's because I was there helping fight against the Archangels. Back then, I was only a novice like you, but when I met her...she told me that I had potential and granted me everlasting life. 'The five of us are allowed to grant five individuals with the everlasting life of the Holy Five, and I grant it to you child. I see great potential in you, so don't disappoint me' was what she told me before granting me this everlasting gift. I hope I've been living up to her expectations." 

You have, child. The apparition of my Grandma appeared before us and walked over to Head Mistress. Grandma Irene gently placed her hand on Head Mistress' cheek and wiped a tear off with her thumb. I'm glad that I'm able to see the choice I made was a good one. 

I just watched as my grandma consoled Head Mistress, and something inside me twisted around in my gut like a knot that wouldn't untangle. It was something I haven't felt in such a long time. And I could tell Grandma Irene sensed that feeling and stopped to look back at me. 

Is this jealousy I'm sensing from you, girl? 

It was. I thought I had tossed the feeling aside when I finally accepted that no one was going to adopt James and me. But watching my own Grandma comfort someone else felt like betrayal. All I saw was a mother comforting her child, when instead it should be me being the one that she should console. I glanced up at Grandma Irene, and her eyes were cold and casual. There was nothing I could do but look down at my knees in shame. Shame that I was feeling this way in front of my Grandma. "Yes, Grandma Irene. What you are sensing from me is jealousy." 

And why am I sensing this from you? 

I clenched my teeth tight and scrunched at my skirt with my hands before looking back at her with tears running down my face. "You should know the answer to that already! The way James and I have lived, the way I had to live before I was able to walk. I know you saw for yourself how I was bound to a wheelchair for all my life and everyone called me weak for it. No one ever gave me a chance, except for James, the only family I have. And when I finally got to see you, the first thing you did is yell at me and call me weak. And right now, I see you consoling someone else that's not even hurt, when it should be me! Me that's gone through so much!" 

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