The Magic In Me
img img The Magic In Me img Chapter 4 An Untold Truth
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Chapter 6 Noah Thomas img
Chapter 7 The Chaos Servants img
Chapter 8 The Poison Touch img
Chapter 9 Dator Vitae img
Chapter 10 The Werewolf Leader img
Chapter 11 The death of the werewolf leader img
Chapter 12 New Friendships img
Chapter 13 What's In The Red Box img
Chapter 14 In Her Mind img
Chapter 15 The Letter img
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Chapter 4 An Untold Truth

Mr. Andrew opened the book to the first page, the pages were coloured black while the writings were in gold, written in a strange language.

He took a deep breath and started reading out loud in english. "About three thousand years ago, the five covens came together from each part of the world to forge a unity greater than anything ever seen.

It was a time of great prosperity for the magical community, they flourished more than any human civilization, vampires or werewolves. But like anywhere there is power, people will try to cease it for themselves.

In this case it was the leader of the Drago coven, Zarel Namer, who wanted this power. And he managed to convince the elders of his coven to support his ambition.

Originally, he wanted all the covens to join him as they take over the world and rule over all supernaturals and humans at large. But the four other covens disagreed and resisted the Drago coven.

This resulted in an all out magical war, one that happened underneath the noses of the humans. The war raged on for years, but eventually, Zarel Namer coven was losing.

Their coven may have had the numbers, but the combined force of the four covens was too great, even for them. Knowing this, he went to extreme ends to find a way to win and uncovered 'CHAOS MAGIC'

A powerful kind of magic that was considered unnatural to the magical community, one that was now buried forever in only his bloodline. With this new power in Zarel Namer's hand, the war quickly turned to Drago's favor.

But there was a cost for the power, the more he used it, the more it ate up his soul and drove him to madness.

He soon became known as the Chaos sorcerer. All the covens fell, swearing allegiance to him as the new king. Only one coven remained, the Lunars!

Amethyst Achak was the leader of the Lunar coven, and the last person standing between the end of the world and its peace. When she realized there was no more hope, she left to find one.

This led her to the Kalestic kewel, the most powerful magical object on the planet. With it, she would be unstoppable. Soon the stories of Amethyst Achak and the jewel spread across the lands.

The covens who had given up hope and swore their lives to Zarel, came back to aid the Lunars, as they led their final attack on the Drago coven.

The power the kalestic jewel gave Amethyst Achak was unmeasurable, it didn't take long before the Dragos were defeated. They didn't go quietly, they all fought till their last breath.

Amethyst Achak was the one who killed the chaos sorcerer, ending the reign of terror the Drago coven had cost the world.

At the end of the war, Amethyst Achak decided that the kalestic jewel was too powerful for anyone to hold. So she hid it, with the intention that it may never be found.

She then created the council, in order for a thing like this to never happen again. A group of individuals, one chosen from each coven, to form their representative and power would be shared instead of lying in one coven.

The Drago were soon forgotten and their history erased from all witch history. To the eyes of new generation witches and wizards, they never existed.

But unknowingly to the council, Zarel Namer had a son, which continued the bloodline for hundreds of years and with it, the possibility of the chaos magic being passed down.

Then came the prophecy which said, 'One day a descendant of Amethyst Achak would fall in love with the last descendant of Zarel Namer to have a child, one who will inherit the full power of the chaos magic and will bring about the end of the world.'

The council sent out hundreds of wizards and witches to search for and kill every last one of the Drago bloodline, if any still existed. Which led to the deaths of many men, women and children."

Mr. Andrew closed the book and dropped it on the table. He took a deep breath and continued the story. This time, without the book.

"My human mother Linda Andrew was married to the last descendant of Zarel Namer, James Dravel. But even he didn't know about his powers or who he was.

He was an abusive man, who would always hit my mother and William, my elder half brother and the only child she had with him.

He did this until she retaliated one day, by pushing him to save her life and he fell on a glass table, killing him instantly.

The judge in court understood it was self defense, so she got off without going to jail. In the coming years, she relocated to a new city, where she met my father Nicolas Spear, a Lunar wizard.

He loved my mother so much, the love extended to my older brother, William. He took care of them and eventually I was born into the family.

For years we lived in peace not knowing about our magical heritage, until one day when I fell from a tree, a fall that would have been fatal.

But just before I hit the ground, my brother screamed, causing a powerful gushing wind to break my fall, and I landed safely on the ground.

Getting home, we told my father, who then revealed the truth about me being from the Lunar coven. But there was one thing that didn't add up, why did my brother have magical powers when he wasn't a biological son of my father.

For years my father taught us various spells, which helped our magical powers grow over the ages. He had told my mom about magic, so there was no secret.

He told her how he wanted that life of magic behind him, but it had caught up to him and the only thing he could do was teach us how to use our magic so we don't hurt others.

When I was fifteen and my brother, eighteen, we were invited by the council to visit the magical capital city called Cypolia. To learn more about our heritage for the summer.

My father knew it was a bad idea going to Cypolia, but he couldn't teach us all about magic, we needed to experience our heritage of magic in Cypolia by ourselves. My mother wanted to go with us, but only beings with magic were allowed in Cypolia.

So it was that we left for Cypolia, there, we practiced magic better than anything we previously had. It was in the city I first met your mother, Lara Elon, the daughter of a council member, and new leader of the Lunars, Agenta Elon.

Everything was going fine in the city, until my father was requested by the council. They asked about us, he then told them about my heritage and me being his son, but there were unanswered questions when he got to my brother.

William was then asked for a small sample of his blood for them to determine his origin, through which they discovered he was a descendant of Zarel Namer.

It was at that moment, it became clear to my father, the true reason we were ever invited there. It was to see who William truly was.

Before they got their hands on my brother, my father quickly took us far away from Cypolia. He took us home only to find my mother dead, killed by the very people the council sent to find us.

They had arrived at our house before us and killed her. My father tried to take us out of the house so we could run, when the same people that had attacked and killed my mother appeared in front of us.

They tried to kill us but my father held them off and told us to run. So we ran, we did so for years staying off the radar of the council, learning not to use our magic for it could be easily traced.

We stayed that way for a long time, until we met Lara again. The years had turned her into a beautiful woman. William thought she came to turn us over, but later found out she hated the council just as much as we did, despite her mother being a council member.

Lara became our mole, she would turn over information from the council to us, which helped us better in staying under the radar. We did this for years, and in the process Lara fell in love with William.

When I found out about them being together I did nothing, even if I had feelings for Lara, she had chosen who she wanted to be with and there was nothing I could do about it.

William then found a way he could defeat the combined power of the council. He found the book of chaos, the spell book of Zarel Namer which made him realize that being of his descent, he could use chaos magic too.

Lara and I tried to warn him of the dangers using the book would bring, but he didn't listen. He proceeded and learnt how to access the chaos magic within him, which corrupted his soul.

Like Zarel Namer, the more he used it, the more corrupted his soul. Until it drove him insane, he no longer wanted to just end the council, but to rule over the world.

We tried to stop him, he saw it as betrayal and ambushed us at a cliff. At the end of the battle we won and he fell off the cliff. But Lara was already pregnant for William, a secret she kept from him.

In the aftermath of the battle, Agenta found out that her daughter had been helping us and was pregnant with William's child. A child that was prophesied to end the world

Furious, she reported it to the council, who ordered five times the people they had sent after us for years, to kill Lara before the child would be born.

Lara so much believed that the prophecy can be changed, so she decided to have the child anyways. We ran for months until the night that the child was born.

On that fateful night Lara was weakened, the council witches had chased us into a corner and were just a few meters away from finding us.

I wanted to go and lead them from us, but Lara disagreed. She wanted me with her when she had the baby, and to take the child, because she would be too slow to escape our enemies.

Of course I refused, but she made me promise to protect the baby girl no matter what. She then casted a spell on the child that would block her powers.

Because she knew it would be harder for the council to trace her with her powers blocked. So after placing a soft kiss on Lara's forehead. I had to go, I had left with the young innocent child.

I took my mother's last name Andrew, all in order to protect you Isabel. You were that child!" Tears dripped down from Mr. Andrew's eyes.

Isabel on the other hand, was dumbfounded silently staring at Mr. Andrew. She didn't know what to make of the story, or how to react.

            
            

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