Twelve: The Wizard

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-Brigid-

The cabin is definitely old and broken down. It's almost like it's abandoned, but Joy assures me that the wizard is living here still. I don't sense anyone here, no magic nothing. It's like we were tricked and we just standing outside of an abandoned cabin that will collapse at any moment. I watch as Joy walks up to the door and knocks before walking inside. I hesitated but followed in after her. Inside the cabin is dirty and very messy. There are three tables, all with stuff sitting on top of them and to top it off there's dust covering the tables. There's a broom in the corner but it doesn't seem like it's been used in years as cobwebs had made their homes on it. The fireplace has a pot on it but there's no fire.

"Are you sure the wizard lives here?" I ask Joy twitching my nose from all of the dust.

"He's here, he's just hiding." Joy says as she knocks on a wardrobe three times.

My eyes widen when it opens and someone peeks out, and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. He almost looks frightened but why would he be frightened? Joy is an angel so there's nothing scary about her unless he's scared of me, but why would he be scared of me? He's a wizard with magic he can protect himself, can't he?

"I'm surprised with you angel. You bought a demon with you." The wizard says in an almost cracked voice.

"She's my friend and needs your help wizard." Joy simply answers.

"Oh? What does this demon need help with?" The wizard asks in his cracked voice.

"Brigid was forcibly turned into a demon years ago by Lucifer. She wants to be human again." Joy explains my situation.

"Hm you don't say? I don't get many demons claiming they were tuned forcibly by Lucifer." The wizard say tilting his head observing me.

"Its true sir." I say afraid.

"Sir? Ha! You don't need to call me that missy. My name is Prospero." He tells me tipping his hat.

"Oh okay, uh Prospero." I say awkwardly.

"So angel, who told you that I can be of any help?" Prospero asks Joy.

"My brother Michael did." Joy tells him crossing her arms.

"Of course that boy did." Prospero mutters to himself.

"Huh?" Joy asks.

"Nothing. Now let me see what I can do for this demon girl." Prospero says walking over to his dusty bookshelf.

I stood there not knowing what else to do and I definitely wasn't gonna sit on any of his furniture. Joy leans against the wardrobe watching him run from his bookshelf to the table and back to the bookshelf. Can this wizard really help me? I wondered almost hopeful but at the same time doubtful. I don't want to get my hopes up, but it just feels like I'm getting close to what I've always wanted but at the same time it seems like its too good to be true. I look behind me before leaning against the wall and just continue to wait for the wizard. Prospero finally stayed at the table and he's reading something from the book, and I wanted desperately to go over and see what he's reading. I feel like I'm going to get so close then find out that he can't even help me. It hurts so much knowing it's a big possibility. I wish I never found that damn rose in the first place. I thought angrily at myself. I would've been human and died as a human. I wouldn't be this monster today and burdening everyone with my problems.

Wait! I've been helping people with my magic, even though I hate them I've helped people. I helped get Sirius out of his coma for Jessamyn and everyone else. I helped Sirius find out that Cristobal is still alive in Cordelia's mind. Does that make me a burden to people if I'm actually helping them? Do I even want to turn back to a human now? I have wonderful friends who like me for me, and they never called me a monster. They let me tag along with them, and they call me their friend. Oh my God! I thought realizing. I'm making a big mistake! I can't go through with turning back to human. This is who I am now. I'm Brigid, the demon but that's okay because I have friends who care about me.

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