When she was captured and made into a vampires pet and fresh source of blood she never imagined she might have been saved. Or that she might save him.
Lavender was raised to be a magic bride as on of the privileged humans to be born with magic in he...
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A day in the school was nothing like I imagined it must have been before the first and second apocalypse. I had read many books and they always seemed to have lengthy classes on things that now remained a mystery. Algebra, Chemistry, English and other such subjects that I could only guess the purpose of in the context of old novels.
We, however, first practiced with scripture study after being divided into two groups, the younger ones who were fresh from the nursery up until twelve.
At twelve you're considered old enough to go over the more advanced part of the scripture including fighting of the angels against the devils and how both magi and vampires came to be.
The tome's of Pandora's box are pretty graphic and disturbing for younger children and even us older ones. Either way, though it was important to read the words of Angels so that we could grasp our situation and really understand how important our mission was on the planet.
Ignorance was bliss . I believed everything they had taught me back then and it always gave me a centered calm. The false calm , the eye of a storm to come.
There was of course only thirty girls at the school in total at that time so this made up for a group of about ten older girls including myself, Violet and the girls I had scolded at breakfast. Magi blood girls were rare , but I heard once that alot of us were born in other villiages to be brought up for the cause and escaped lives that might have been much more difficult.
Matron Mary was usually the one in charge of the older scripture studies but once a week one of the priests was the one in charge visiting from the temple and he would share his sage wisdom and blessings with us.
And if we behaved sometimes ...and only sometimes if it was Priest Jacob, we would get to watch him use magic.
Of course, he would wink and make us promise not to tell anyone which we would agree to wholeheartedly since the only people we would want to tell were each other. Who else was there but the younger ones?
There were days he would create rings of fire, or make a small storm in a tiny covered glass. These tricks were amazing and I always found myself wishing I had been born a boy later so I could study and perform magic like they did. On the other hand Violet with the capability to conjour fire? Let us not explore that possibility.
That day, of course, we were stuck with Matron Mary with her droning scornful voice...
"It was then that the angel converged with the mortal woman and she bore him a son, the first magi Xavier and he slew countless children of the devils who sought to rule the planet in chaos. "
She did get passionate at the part where the Magi priests killed vampires though so I had to give her credit there for never making those parts boring. If anything I think she might have added to the gore and violence of the scenes.
Afterward, we would study together in a large room that had once been three rooms for patients. The walls between them had been torn out as well as could be managed and it had an assortment of fraying carpets of different verities covering the meticulously swept linoleum tiles that had mostly peeled back and developed deep scratches on their surface.
