The Dark One

I've always been told to be afraid of not only the dark, but what lurks in the deepest shadows. Instead I've found myself curious of the creatures I was told to fear. I was also told to travel in groups, and when alone never take back alleys. But yet I would find myself in the dead of night walking through the damp, dark and mysterious cracks of the city, enjoying the adrenaline that coursed through my body. Feeling the high that no other drug could offer me, being so close to the danger I was warned about almost made me giggly. Like many other children I was told that I, Spear Blackwood was destined for great things, but unlike many other children, it was my great ancestors who were long dead telling me so. Their whispers would wake me from my sleep, telling me that I would be the strongest witch to have ever lived, that on my eighteenth birthday my powers will claim me. But with my powers will also come him.