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Witch Life Witch Life a web novel well-nigh a witch who got reincarnated in a world of sci-fi or so she thought~ anyway, enjoy!!! Pages Home GlossaryWeftFiles Thursday, August 25, 2016 Chapter 83: MyWorthinessCharles Dalton was having a nonflexible time. He had faced many perils, skim past death many times and in the past if anyone ask him to spy on a man, he'll ask how long. If you ask him to sneak into the mafia, he'll ask as who. If you ask him to steal an fabrication he'll ask, steal what. But asked him to pick a flower for a woman, that he has no idea. He stuck still, standing in front of a batch of flower decorating the front store of a flower shop. There were roses, lilies, daffodils and orchid. He could have picked a random flower for all he cared but he had once bought a flower a bouquet flower he picked whatever he thought was good and his sick mother complaint if he was preparing her funeral. Besides that, it has been long since he was an very Interpol wage-earner so he was enlightened he was getting rusty. "Professor Dalton?" He looked up to his side, responding to the sound of his name. He hid the ravages he had at the sight of an unfamiliar girl. She was maybe virtually 14-15 years old, blond bob cut hair, a grayish blue eyes, a bit of tan on her skin and weedy face. "Yes, do I know you?" The girl smiled and pointed toward the name on her apron. Charles Dalton was a little bit red-faced that the name 'Miley J. Ross' didn't ring a tintinnabulate on his head. The girl, Miley noticed his zippo expression meant he still had no track who she was. "I guess you still don't remember me, seeing as you only taught my matriculation for a year" Then a flashback flashes in his mind and he remembered one normal girl who was vacated at the corner of her class. She used to have her hair in ponytail and he had never noticed her problem considering she kept smiling all the time. Literally! Charles never knew anyone who could smile plane without that incident where the whole matriculation was covered in mud. He took a double take on her and his heart warmed that smile wasn't as hollow as 3 years ago. Her bob cut looked a lot nicer on her and Charle hope she was in the same matriculation as her two weightier friends. "Ah, sorry well-nigh that Ross, it's nonflexible to alimony track all the students I've taught before" She chuckled, "That's fine, can I help you picking up flowers? Is it for an injured friend?" Charles raised an eyebrow, "how can you tell" "Well...considering what happened after...you know...I thought you would be visiting someone who got hurt in the aftermath, and you didn't squint gloomy so I was hoping it wasn't somebody who died and you're not the first to pick up flowers for someone of the incident" she looked unpretending at the impressed squint Charles was giving her. "Yes, a friend of mine was shot and I was hoping I could get a flower or bouquet for the right occasion" "Then should I recommend a few flowers?" "Please, I'd be increasingly than grateful if you could unify a bouquet, whatever's fine with me anyway" Miley nodded and prune a few fresh flowers that was starting to bloom. It was a mix of......and Charles felt at peace watching her repetitive work with grace. "Have you worked here long?" He tried making a small talk. Miley glance up, looking taken unknowingly and switched to a mocking look. "You haven't read the full signboard have you?" Charles wasn't sure what she meant and recalled the signboard hanging whilom the archway door that said 'Ross's Roses and Flowers' He slap his own squatter at his stupidity, "you lived here...I should have figured that" Miley couldn't help but chuckled, "It's fine professor and here...the flower is ready" Miley looked satisfied at her finished work and so did Charles. He took the flowers and paid her accordingly. "Professor, you're paying a bit much don't you think?" But Charles was once out of the door and sent a wink at her. "Think of it as a small tip" Miley looked like she wanted to complaint but Charles was once long gone, much to her surprise. "How did he left so fast?" She asked herself in wonder, and yet she was glad he left as fast as he did considering her heart couldn't take increasingly of him or the giddy smile she was trying to suppressed. # "She'll be at room 2026, would you like a nurse guide you there?" Said the receptionist. Charles politely ripen and made his way to the second floor. He found the room quite quickly and made a knock. "Come in..." he heard the soft woman's voice from overdue the door. He did just that and he was greeted by a friend and mentor to him and he smiled at the fact she looked well. "Good to see you working Ms. Fley" She groaned but she went when to her lopsided smiled, "Good to be working Charles" she chuckled. It didn't took long for him to realize the drug was still well-expressed her. "I hope there wasn't any difficulties of using your worthiness at that state" Catherine Fley began to laugh once increasingly and Charles was whence to finger worried and uncomfortable. "You have no idea how scary and funny this is, I mean...all my life I've unchangingly thought my worthiness was useless and undesirable and I pretty much live a normal life unlike most espers. I plane hated my worthiness at first, but then...a massive group of terrorist had a gun on you and boom, it saved my life!" "Ah right, you're ability...what was is tabbed again?" "Cryonic...the worthiness to put my soul into suspended animation. First time that worthiness is unquestionably useful for something" "I unquestionably thought you died at first if it weren't for Professor Laxon reminding me that you couldn't be dead" "By telling you I'm sufferer over and over again, how does that plane work?" Charles only smirk in respond and put the bouquet into the empty vase. "Lovely flower by the way, who picked it for you?" "Ignoring the fact you didn't think I could pick them myself, I'll alimony that small fact to myself Cat" Her lopsided grin became a bit increasingly meaningful and her hazy squint became increasingly focused and amused, "You just gave this a cat a marvel to crack" "Let's hope she doesn't die from it then shall we?" Charles jokingly responded. # "Today we unconcentrated this news surrounding the mystery of the masked girl sightings and what when story overdue her action. While there are viral videos of her defending the FBI from overwhelmed by out of tenancy espers, there is uncanny news from last night that the very same person was sighted by the FBI threatening the famous professor, Dr. Ars. Furthermore..." I tuned out the news, knowing the content. Is this how those heroes finger in comic book?Stuffa hero then turned to a criminal by the media? I wasn't trying to be a hero but the sentiment is the same. "Honey, what's wrong? Aren't you eating your cereal?" My mom asked in concern. It had only been recently I left the hospital so she's in my specimen in every mood swing I had. "I'm fine mom, just wondering what I'll do today with no school today, or tomorrow, or the few days until remoter notice" "Yes that's true" Dad chimed in, "your school is fine..." he stopped short at the glare from the rest of his family, "I midpoint barely fine, but many students were left traumatized and preferred to transfer or largest yet move out of the city. Lots of things are damaged so until the school is towardly to shepherd to, they'll send you two to flipside school for the time being?" "Wait, two?" Beth questioned. "Because the upper school section is undamaged they'll go there as if nothing happened apparently, some parents protest at that but that's why there's a week off, to make sure the school is danger free" "So...when will we get prescribed to the other school then?" "An email will be sent to one of us and it'll probably be in public school seeing as they're isn't any other private school for espers. Claudia and Beth would have to go to a public institutions as well for your weekly worthiness checkup" Huh, so that's how it works. I scrutinizingly thought I would have the rest of the month off until the school is when into track. My thoughts were interrupted from the door tintinnabulate ringing. Karen took the liberty to checked on our mystery guest and came rushing when with two unexpected weft and one of which was my living nightmare. "Hello Adrianne...Mike...kids, it's unconfined to see you all well and healthy since the incident." "Uhm...Uncle Steve, who's that?" I asked with a surprisingly normal tone despite the nervousness taking over me. Three times I see his squatter and he can't seem to stop popping out. My uncle pointed the man abreast him, "This is Hawkins, he is an worldliness of mine and had recently moved here. I planned to show him virtually the municipality without I visit and see for myself how the kids are doing" he explained briefly. "Sean Hawkins, pleasure to meet the rest of the Robertson's family" that wretched Hawkins politely said with a small smile on his face. If my parents weren't here I would have gladly welcome him then merrily asked when he would leave. Oh I'm sorry, you must have been dying to know why I hate this mature and smart looking man that I've been bashing in my mind. If you insist in knowing then he happens to be a knight in my past life and my personal hunter, considering every time I get into trouble he pops up like weeds. Wherever I go, there he is! It's like he could read my mind from mile away! I once had unbearable with him chasing me in my past life, I do not want to have the same wits in this life as well. My life just can't get any easier. Mr. Hawkins met vision with me and gave me a warm smile. I thought there's nothing wrong with vicarial unwise at this moment and stick out my tongue on him. I know why you're here, and let me tell you. You've never unprotected me then and you'll never reservation me now. Unknown to me, Hawkins had noticed the challenging gaze I gave to him, but didn't ponder well-nigh it. # I've unchangingly known there was a dormitory set a few blocks from the school. I just never visited, but hot damn they sure have unconfined facility. The lounge reminded of a 4 star hotel or more, there was a game room at the side unshut only for the weekends, a cafeteria, and plane a small home theatre. Praetor Academy really goes all out with this. I waited for the ginger throne boy at the lounge as I read a novel well-nigh a girl dating a sparkling vampire. I heard the ding sound of the elevator and I glanced to the side to find Rick strolling his way here. He paused a three feet yonder from and pointed at the book, "That's a chick flick" "Seriously, this is an sultana typesetting and that's what you pointed out?" "But you hate chick flicks" "Well reading a grown sultana went into peepers and attempted suicide considering of a guy reminded me that my life doesn't suck so much" Rick rolled his vision but couldn't help but smile, he leaned in closer to me as we had a silent staring surpassing he started to ask, "so...why did you undeniability me here?" I snapped the typesetting shut and put it when at the small typesetting shelf, "Want to take a little walk?" I said, tilting my throne to the door. Rick made a curious squint as he crossed his arm, but he shrug his shoulder then said, "No probs, anywhere in particular" "Just walking virtually the neighborhood should be fine" I made the first step to walked out and Rick soon followed and we walked side by side. My arm reached out to scratch the when of my neck, "I need your help Rick" "To the point...that's good, so why would you need me for?" I pulled out a wrinkled letter from my pocket and had him read it. He must have noticed how nervous that letter made me and decided to read it aloud. "Dear Mr and Mrs. Robertson. We send you this letter to notify that you're child, Claudia Robertson will be peekaboo Emerson Elementary School and will protract her education until remoter notice. However it is to our knowledge that your child has not awaken her worthiness so if she wishes to protract her education as an esper she would need to demonstrate her worthiness at the 3rd Public Institution. Please contact us if you do so but if she fails to pass or no contact has been made, she will not be welcome to Praetor Academy as an esper." A moment of silence stretch between us, Rick turned to me with a curious look. "So what's the problem? Can you do magic to pass this?" "That's the problem Rick, there's limited thing I can do and I can't use magic without revealing it's magic! I thought if I came to you I could ask you if you could somehow help me with one of your worthiness to pass it considering I need to" "I could...but then what happens afterward?" "What do you mean?" Rick's shoulder slumped lanugo as he sigh, "Look, once they registered you with the particular ability, they're going to ask you to do it repeatedly every week and I can't unchangingly be there when you need it." That was a point Rick made that I can't refute. "So...I guess I'll have to be normal then" "If you're so strung well-nigh hiding your magic, why didn't you be normal in the first place?" I looked up to him and met his unexceptionable nocturne eyes, vision that resembled him so much that constantly reminded me he had the soul of a family I loved tightly and yet at the same time he is not. "Because I don't believe I could lead a normal life" Rick leaned when and he looked at me as if recalculating my value. "True, if I were you, stuff normal would just suffocates me" he put his hand on his chin and tried to come up with something. "Hey one question, why were you trying to skiver a professor last night?" My feet halted and my spine shuddered. I was too nervous to meet him in the eye and kept my throne straight. "Was it that obvious?" "Gee a woman wearing an owl mask and had a silver sword now who else fit that description?" His sarcastic tone was increasingly than obvious and I relented with a sigh. "He was the one who made that mind executive bracelet which he guise as a 'limiter'" I wasn’t sure what kind of wordplay he was expecting, but my wordplay was certainly not on his mind. "What? How did you...you've got to tell Dale well-nigh this, this is major news! One of the Research Department’s throne was in cahoots with terrorist, do you know how serious this is?" "Off undertow I do, but how am I supposed to tell him? That I knew he killed someone and he was the one who diamond the bracelet so I just put two and two together. He just shoehorn it to me last night when he had a sword on his neck" "Wait...how did you know he killed someone before, I'm getting tumbled here." I cursed inwardly in how much I talk, I wasn't sure I was ready to say out loud my other secret. The one I wished it never exist and a reminder of what I become. "I could finger ill will" "You could see what now?" "I said...I could finger someone's ill will like an aura. From the small feeling of trying to hurt someone to those who unquestionably enjoys it. It's not a pleasant thing to feel" "...what did his nimbus finger like?" he asked with unsure tone, I don’t think its everyday he asked well-nigh people’s aura. "...like iceberg, as if my wreck were encased in ice, his stench was filled with copper and he was pitch woebegone from throne to toe. All I wanted to do when I saw him was to get yonder from his sight" what raises my goose bumps the most though, was the fact that ill will was intended for me. I gripped my stovepipe to reassure myself he wasn't really here. I usually find ill will in everyday lives but I had perceived it as flies surrounding someone or the stench of molded food. It was easy ignoring that but stuff with him just reminded me how unwont I am. Well...more unwont than I once am. I waited for a reaction but he was looking thoughtful, I remembered he had that squatter when he was tropical to an wordplay he had been searching for a while. "That worthiness of yours, you don't need spell or the like right?" "...yes..." I answered attentively. "And just to be clear, you could tell whether someone has ill will toward somebody else" "Yes...Rick where are you going with this?" "Don't you get it? You could use that as your suppose 'ability' there's no record of such worthiness so it explains the 'unknown' label and that way you'll prove that you're an esper" That...is a sunny idea. Without a need for a spell my magic will be categorized as an worthiness which they will examine every other week. "No" I said flatly. This seem to take Rick aback, "Why not, isn't that the perfect opportunity?" I shook my throne sadly, "You don't understand Rick, my power is just...not something I'm well-appointed with. You don't know what it's like to finger whenever someone wishes to hurt somebody. To know…to finger they're never what it seems, you don’t understand!" Silent befell us and Rick had an expression I never saw him wear before. Disappointment. It irked me that he had the nerve to be disappointed with me when he knew nothing what I was going through. "What? If you have something to say spit it out!" I snapped at him. "No, I have nothing really to say" he turned his heel and walked yonder from me, I stayed stood, watching his retreating back. "Just so you know Claudia," he turned to me and kept his slow pace as he walked backward, "you're not the only one having a nonflexible time" # The nerve of him! Who the hell does he think he is to judge me that way, and what did he midpoint I’m not the only one having a nonflexible time? As if I need someone to point that out, that jerk. My door was slammed loudly that I cringed, but with no one but my sisters at home, I didn’t superintendency much and just rest at my bed vacated and screamed at my pillow. Letting out all the frustration I had.Withouta while, the wrongness inside me subsided and I fell to my bed with a thud and recounted his reaction. “What do you want from me Rick?” I whispered thoughtfully. I heard the knocked door and without waiting for my answer, Beth came in looking obviously concerned. I guess I wasn’t hiding my wrongness very well. “Do you want to talk?” she asked. I didn’t wordplay her considering no, I didn’t want to talk. However, she wasn’t taking a no for an wordplay as she slipped abreast me on my bed. “What’s wrong? It’s not like you to get this emotional” “As if you have any track what I’m like” It came out wrong from me and instantly I felt bad when my sister was just stuff concerned. “Sorry…” I said in the end. “Its fine, you just had a bad day, anything you like to share?” And say what? That I’m a witch capable of seeing the evilness of people and my friend wants me to exploit it so I could stay as an esper? Yeah, not likely. “I don’t think you’ll understand plane if I tell” “Now why would you think that?” “Because you’re not me” I answered simply. Beth scowled, “You really are weird” I scowled in return, “What makes you say that?” “You’re sometimes like that, thesping no one would understand you or that you think you’re variegated from others. That bothers me” “Well it’s none of your merchantry if I am different!” I snapped at her loudly. Beth kept her wifely though and looked at me like I was a troubled child who needs help. That squint of hers is what makes me tick plane increasingly considering I don’t need help, I’ve never need help! Beth sat upright withal with me and she made me hold out my hand withal with hers, “Do you see this, what do you see Claudia?” “…a hand?” “Does it squint any variegated with one another?” “…no…” She then softly pulled my hand to her chest and my other hand with mine. “Can you finger this? What do you feel?” “…heartbeat” “Not that variegated with one flipside right?” I nodded, feeling unsure where this is going. “So we squint similar, our insides the same, we both eat and we both sleep, I’m sure you know what I’m trying to say but if you ask if we’re different…yes, despite how much we are the same we are different. Doesn’t midpoint we shouldn’t try to understand each other, considering I think we were born variegated so we could learn to understand our differences but at the same time, learning to never ignore that we’re moreover the same.” I blinked a few times, hearing her inspiring little speech to make me, her little sister better, but despite that, “Beth, did you just re-enact and quote a scene from the Animal Squad again?” Beth blushes and threw my hand yonder from her, “Way to spoiled the mood” I snickered but came up to hug her in the end, regardless of the source she did made a point. I was so focused thinking I was variegated I didn’t let Rick or anyone to understand me. What’s the point? A voice in my throne said. Do you think they’ll winnow you just like that? You’re a hero to them now, but one little mistake and they’ll turn your when and leave you to the dogs. A memory flashed in my mind, a man who I trusted with my life. Turned his when and watch me shrivel and he didn’t plane squint the slightest remorse. Would the same thing happened again? I wasn’t sure why but my vision stung and tears had scrutinizingly wrenched out, and like a real child I held my sister tighter and asked her, “Beth, how are you sure someone will understand me?” Beth made a knowing smile with one eyebrow raised, “…Claudia, do you really think I didn’t go through the same thing?Scrutinizinglyall espers go through this which is why we stick together often” I looked at her in bemused, not sure what she was talking about. I didn’t get to endangerment to ask surpassing she continued, “Listen Claudia, we’re espers, so it’s understandable if someone normal would sometimes sneer or bully us.Expresslythose who has a useless ability. One time, I had a few kids threw me trashes and asked me to throw it yonder for them” WHAT?! When did that happened and what kind of kids unquestionably do that? Somehow the conversation turned oddly here. “It’s normal really but I do have some normal friends, they aren’t scared or anything and know I’m not some kind of variegated species, so don’t be dramatic and requite whoever it is a chance.Increasinglyimportantly, don’t let anyone tell you you’re anything but special. That’s what mom told me anyway” The new fact that I never plane considered squandered me yonder as if someone just told me I was pregnant. “Beth aren’t you afraid? That someone may not be what they seem and was just using you?” Beth looked thoughtful, “Hmm, I guess that might happened. If someone did was using me I’ll just get revenge” “No, I’m serious. What if, for example, someone used you and got you kicked out of school as result and you can’t get back?” “Huh, never thought of that. You’re questions are weird Claudia but I guess I have to say though I’ll hold a grudge to whoever it is but then I’ll have to move on. I can go to a variegated school, I can still stay contact with my friends, and I’ll just live as life goes on. It’s not like I would think of revenge 24/7 but it’s largest to think how I will make things largest for myself” “…is that flipside quote from Animal Squad?” “Jeez Claudia, do you have to point out every good translating I make as a quote I took?” “Is it?” “…yeah…” she said with shy admittance. I thought a bit of her wordplay and decided to ask the other thing that’s been on my mind, “What if…what if the teachers had you used your power for something you don’t like, something that makes you uncomfortable?” to my surprise, when Beth heard my question she laughs. “Oh sorry Claudia, I just never imagine you have normal worries I could unquestionably relate too, you usually be so mature at my problems I wasn’t sure if I could overly made a good sisterly advice” Wait a second, it’s a normal concern? “I’m not sure what the professor says to have you think like that or whoever said it but don’t be afraid. The teachers unchangingly consider what you’re capable and if you’re mentally strong unbearable to do it, off undertow they would ask your consent if it’s something weird like when they ask if I was capable to turn a pipe into a few screw driver. Altering shape are unchangingly nonflexible for me and mentally taxing, I scrutinizingly faint the first time I did it. Anyway, you could unchangingly talk to me or mom and dad if you overly finger they requite you strange experiment so you don’t have to be scared all right?” A thought worked at one side in my mind and I began to nervously asked, “Do most kids have this concern?” “Oh sure, I mean…they are a lot of kids with weird skills right? So sometimes there are kids who don’t like using it, doesn’t midpoint they can ignore their worthiness which is the institution is for” the faces of my friends inMatriculationS popped in my mind and the few stories Foax had told me well-nigh them. Didn’t Dean had the same problem as me, and what did I say to him? Your worthiness is something you should love, otherwise you couldn't love yourself. Talk well-nigh hypocrite. Yet there’s no way I overly liked my own worthiness but…do others finger that way. Not liking their ability, a reminder of difference, failure, and their own darkness? You’re not the only one having a nonflexible time. I remembered Rick saying. … I’m officially a world matriculation idiot. Hey readers, good news! My palmtop is FINALLY working swell then so now the Glossary is editable then and makes it easier for you to go there. And gosh, looking at the counter we're scrutinizingly reaching one million! Thank you so much guys, remember I love you all Posted by marisandini at 3:57 PM 14 comments: Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest Labels: Witch Life Sunday, August 14, 2016 Chapter 82: Most Wanted Rick wasn't sure how to make out the situation. She said she knew what she was doing, she said he shouldn't worried...that he should trust her surpassing his telepathy link was ignored. Then how was he to explain the blazing fire urgent the whole school. He felt his heart stopped and his lips felt dry and cold, his minds kept denying what he's watching. There were cries of wound parents, sirens clarion and the officials screaming orders. All of it sounded like muffled noises in the background. He didn't need to think well-nigh it. He dashed to the school, toward the dancing flame crackling around, he didn't need to consider his well stuff with one of his worthiness stuff fireproof. He ignored the lack of oxygen and the toxic deject of smoke covereing the air. Half way through he was in torn between saving any survivor he might find or just made a damn storm but risk losing time for anyone who needed. His mind was going through all the list of skills he could remember that could help make the situation better, but the fire has spread too far for him to really do anything. Rick cursed repeatedly and decided to just waif stuff fireproof and used his DetectorWorthinessto track anyone working virtually him. What he found out next scrutinizingly made him trip to a fire. To his utmost disbelief, there were many signs of life that should have been snuffed by the explosion. Feeling there was something wrong with the ability, he went toward the nearest life, which is a couple of girls in janitor's closet. They were teary eyed, and looks like the've just woken up from the explosion. They werr supporting one flipside admist the enclosed room, too wrung to get out. "It's alright, you're safe, help is here" he gave them his outstreched hand and only then when he was fully wifely to eased the two girls that he finally noticed. The gym was intact. Or rather...all the school buildings were intact. With explosion that spread the fire scrutinizingly throughout the school, the buildings doesn't squint like it was going collapse. It's like the fire was sticking on to the towers without urgent it. To test out his theory he stuck out his hand to the fire, the girls abreast him screamed from his action. 5 seconds, nothing happened. 10 seconds, his hand still looked normal. 20 seconds, the fire is barely ticklish. "That...not possible?" He couldn't help say out loud. He tried putting it out by self-glorification out water and it works like reguler fire, yet he couldn't understand what kept the fire working when it's not urgent anything, it's as if it's ma...then he was reminded of one person who could do the impossible. Rick turned to the girls and explain that the fire doesn't shrivel and asked if they coud get out by themselves. He felt bad not twin them but there are increasingly children who needed his help. The older of the two seemed reluctant to go vacated but the other one, who reminded him of Claudia, nodded and while holding her friend's hand, floated and flew yonder in record speed. He let out a vapor then tried reconnecting with Foax. Foax can you hear me. Rick waited, but plane without a minute, no respond was heard. Foax...FOAX...dammit JESSICA FOAX CAN YOU HEAR ME! I told you never to undeniability me that name! Good...you're alive, can you explain your situation? ...I'm not sure how to explain... I know...it's surreal for me too with a not-burning-fire spreading everywhere. Unfortunately it's still not unscratched here from the lack of oxygen so you largest use your worthiness to get people out as many as possible. Oh sure...make hundreds of kids wrench to my will to get them out without panicking, say that AFTER you're in my shoe numbskull! How many people do you think woke up from the explosion and now running virtually like a clueless ducks! ...it's a pandemonium is it? Ya think? Anyway...if they want to panic, let them panic outside, I'm sure help will be on their way. By the way, is Claudia with you yet? No, isn't she with you? Foax's mine could be heard worried. Rick bit his lips and considered to find Claudia or help out Foax. He didn't know how magic works but he wasn't so naive thinking everything could be washed-up without a price. Go... said the voice in his head. Check on Claudia, mine and Jeremy's worthiness could deal with this one way or another. Rick wasn't sure what to say other than thanks. He scuttled yonder to the opposite end, searching for any life signs around. If it weren't for the weird fire, his other tracking skills would have help but instead he randomly searched for any signs for the woebegone haired girl. Come on Claudia where are you? He stopped short where he was when he saw something that scrutinizingly stoped his heart. A soul was falling lanugo right toward the ResearchTowersand he didn't need to think when he uses Telekinesis and let himself flew toward her with his mind screaming faster, faster! His arm outstretched and he scrutinizingly let her hit throne fist to the roof but thankfully he unprotected her in his arms, he slid lanugo the roof until he wedge his feet to the edge, halting their fall. It was nonflexible holding a grown woman in his arm so he turned her when to her original age and watch her shrink. He held on her hand and felt the steady vibration of her thoroughbred pumping and diagnose of any serious injuries, which she had none other than her wrenched arm, and sigh in relieve. She groan and slowly opened her eye yet she still looks disoriented. "Feeling allright?" I asked. "Flying red horses" "Uhm...I'll take that as a no" "Hey it's Rick, Hai Rick, have I overly told you you have pretty hair?"Surpassinghe could ask what he meant, she grabbed a permafrost of his hair and pulled, "I midpoint I unchangingly wanted to be ginger, why can't I be ginger, red has unchangingly been my favorite color" "Okay, that's nice plane without the pulling" "I midpoint you were ginger when then as well but you were a lot increasingly handsome, maybe considering you were middle-age, I plane had a crush on you but that was surpassing you had me ventilator lanugo a bear" "You ventilator a what...you know what never mind, you don't plane make sense right now" "Rick, Riiiiiiiiiiick, Rick, Ri Ri Ri Ri Ri Ri Ri Ri Rick" "WHAT?!" He said increasingly exasperated than ever. "I have a favor to ask you" "What is it?" She whet closer to his ear and whispered to him, his vision went round and looked at her in shock. "You're serious?" She giggle, "No, I'm Claudia" Rick rolled his eyes, "You know what I'm say-" he was cut off when a pinky was thrust to his squatter that she might have unwittingly picked his nose. "Pinky swear with me" she said with a unwise pout that made Rick gape at her. "You have got to be Jo--" "Pinky sweaaaaaar" "All right, all right" he locked his own finger with her small slender one, she began to chuckle happily surpassing she passed out on his arm. He sigh when she finally fell silent and can't help but squint at her as she was in peace. He thoughtfully slid her hair of her face, her warm vapor tickled his arm, she was slightly stake but increasingly importantly alive. "You work nonflexible today, rest well Claudia" he took her within his arm and they went off where a prod of people were taxing answers. # -Claudia Robertson- Okay, maybe firing off a big spell increasingly than 30 feet whilom the ground may have been a bad plan. As soon as I finished my spell, I shrunk my wand when and clutched it tightly surpassing unconsciousness crept to my throne and I fall lanugo without a when up if overly such cases happened. Hey to be fair, I was in a hurry, don't vituperation me! I was panicking over the flop than the without effect. By the way, I'm sure you're curious to what I did. Well that was one of my original spells tabbed [Burnlock] as you can see just like that woebegone flame that sometimes towards won't hurt me, the spell would shrivel off my magic and swizzle the heat so it won't shrivel anything or harm anyone. It moreover controlled the air to make sure it doesn't wrack-up off anyone from the blast. Okay, when to me. What happened without I woebegone out...I dreamed. A horrible trappy dream. I was there soaking wet at the river, washing out the thoroughbred from my clothes, skin and hair. There were scars all over my arm and I stayed unsinkable on the river, just gazing at the night sky and the brightly lit stars. "Why do the sky squint pretty when people had died?" I remembered saying. "Because while people change, the sky remain the same" my heart jumped in surprise and i rushed standing to be confronted with my former teacher. To say I was surprised was an understatement, I scrutinizingly thought it was a trick but my heart knew it was him. He still had his rugged villous chin, his nasty looking eye, his untidy ginger hair and the jade ring he unchangingly wore. I was on the verge to run wideness to river and flung myself to him, to cry and splash out my worries like I did when I was child. I did neither of that, I stood my ground with unreadable expression, "what do you want?" "Do I need a reason to see you lad? It's been what? 4 months since we last each other, I thought I should see how you're doing" "We have no connection whatsoever with each other, why should you care?" My tone was unappetizing of any emotion but I wondered if I was quivering. Chester Rolex had the gal to looked confused, "why would you think that?" That question cut the string that was holding me when of my emotion, "Oh so were you joking when you said you would expelled me, when I had to segregate between what I think is right and to be with the one man I regarded as the only family I had, did you not THREATEN TO CUT OFF TIES WITH ME?!" I was zoetic nonflexible by the end of it and Rolex only looks at me with silent straight face. I gritted my teeth and suppressed a growl, I refused to squint at him. "Was it worth it?" He finally asked. A stream of flashback flowed in my mind. Hiding within village to salvage any sorcerer surpassing getting caught, watching innocent getting burned at the stake, fighting battles without battles that came out with both parties receiving casualties, seeing my friend dying in my hand wondering when will it end? "Yes, it's worth it" I said as a matter of fact but I couldn't squint him in the eye. Silence overloom and I thought he was gone without confirming if i had regrets or not, then I felt something unprepossessed and metal virtually my neck and I looked lanugo at my newfound necklace. It had a trappy engraved navigate recreate with the word Aeternus at the when and a ruby embedded in it. The recreate radiated power and mana flowing in it and I knew what it is when I touched it. I turned to find myself squatter to squatter once increasingly with my former master. "This is..." I only managed to say surpassing he cut me out. "I once said to you when a Teacher gives his student her wand, it would mark as the day they stand together as equals. Claudia Oriente, you may not have been my student anymore but just as I have taught you spells and potion, you have taught me far increasingly important things. You taught me how to care, to love, to fight what you believe and I would like to say no matter what you'll do in the future I am proud to have you as my family and you will unchangingly be a family to me. May this recreate protect you from the flames of fate of our kin; I just hope that time will never come for you" My vision began to mistiness as tears welled up at each passing word, he smiled kindly at me then came as our forehead touch together and his warm hand was reassuringly at the when of my head. "Happy 17th Birthday Claudia" he whispered surpassing a gust of wind took him yonder toward the sufferer of night and I fell on my knees as I cried to the moon how i realized I had a family and I lost it surpassing I know I had it. The moon became brighter that I had to tropical my vision from it, except I didn't finger I was latter my eyes, instead I was opening them. The first image I saw was my two worried parents. The moment they noticed I woke up, my mother threw her arm virtually me and scrutinizingly squeezed the air out of me. "I'm just so glad all my victual girls are okay" she said between tears. Hearing both my sisters were fine took most of the strain on my body, i asked what happened that day without the explosion and my parents just looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Oh no, please don't tell me the spell didn't... "I think watching the news should explain enough, you've only been out for a day" he took the remote and turned on the TV. The news waterworks was the first to pop up and the headline unelevated was ridiculous and gratifying that I scrutinizingly laugh my throne off. SCHOOL UNSCATHED FROM EXPLOSION, PRAETOR'S MIRACLE FLAME So the gist is like this; when the teachers and employee had gotten out some of the SWAT wage-earner who stayed state that a loud explosion was heard and there was a blinding light included and the school was in sea of flames. It was weird that none of the buildings looked like it had crumbled or shrivel so they decided to sweep in and found that ALL the kids survived from the wham and the flame didn't plane do anything. They suspect someone had an worthiness for that though it's unprecedented, people were saying it might have been the owl-masked girl and was thanking her through interview. However, everything wasn't all happy, there were many casualties most were kids who barely reach 12 and a memorial service for them was planned for next Sunday. They authorities hauled off few of the terrorist but either they don't know anything or they died within custody, they didn't elaborate how. What they did elaborate was how the news wheel was tossing suspicion of mind-controllig device that risk then endangerment of espers getting out of controlled and wade out of the blue. The feds unmistakably stated they knew how it happened and weren't telling but they were making something that will counter such wade if overly happened again. You know...all this would have been tomfool if I wasn't involve in this at all. Withoutskimming the news for scrutinizingly an hour, both my parents left me to rest and lay there vacated with my thoughts. All that was interrupted from a knock. A list of people went through in my throne who it could be overdue the door. You can bet your hair that I was grinning happily increasingly than in weeks when I saw two of my weightier friend, Eric and Lora. "Claudia!" She said when we met vision and rushed over to hug me, followrd by Eric and his mother. I was glad Lora's mom hadn't been here, considering I had tailed her and witness her mental dispersal I wasn't sure I could alimony a straight face. I asked why they were here and Eric took the liberty to explained, "Jeez Claudia, the wade it's all over the news, how could we not trammels up our weightier friend knowing her school is up in flames and got attacked by terrorist. So I tabbed up Lora and we well-set meeting you together, she was on the verge to cry when she find out you were in the hospital" "Speak for yourself, you were the crying the whole way here praying she'd be allright" Did I mention I love my two winsome friends? "I miss you guys" I finally croaked out. They turn from each other to squint at me and they both had that knowing smile. They weren't worldly-wise to stay too long until Eric's mother had to momentum Lora home or her mother will freak. I didn't get to salvage my vacated time surpassing flipside visitor pops in. He lean to the half unshut door and knocks, "hey" he simply said. The first thing I felt when I saw him; relief. "Hey yourself" I simply replied. Rick walked over from the door and sat on my bed, I tried to sit upright but my soul still yearn so I just kept my position. I waited for Rick to say anything but he was oddly silent, as if he was lost in his thought. "So...how's it going?" I tried snapping him out and get his attention. "Good" he said but he kept looking the empty space. "Okay off with it, what's wrong?" I decided to be blunt, using curveball doesn't seem to get any reaction. "You're going to erase my memory aren't you?" That...well anyone would jumped from a heart wade from that. My hand was left pendulous in the air surpassing I could held his sleeve. How did he...? What? You can't possibly think I let a group of children keeping my secret. Yes they promised to alimony it, yes they help saving the school, yes two of them had given up their secret for me. But keeping my magic tuckly secret and unscratched is the one thing I won't hand over to anyone. So yes, I had planned to erase our vita from their mind and I found no remorse in that. Judging from Rick's whoopee though, I doubt denying it would work. He knew something I don't and I hate not knowing expressly when it's well-nigh me. "Yes Rick, I know you don't like it but you have to understand, I can't let anyone know well-nigh you-know-what" "Then why can't you trust us with it, your secret I mean?" He had a good point and I wasn't sure I could wordplay it but the truth, and the truth was..."because I don't trust any of you" I know it was the harsh unmodified truth but I'm selfish like that, I don't want to requite yonder my secret, not to them anyway. Rick just stayed quiet but he let out a heavy breath, "All right" he said, "I guess I had no choice" he pulled out a phone and handed it to me then he printing the play sawed-off on the screen. There was me in my mask and I was yelling things well-nigh flying red horses. At that moment, I sat upright, ignoring the zinged pain. I saw myself pulling Rick's hair and murmuring well-nigh stuff ginger, and for the love of god I did not just say I had crush on his past life! Then when the embarrassing scene switched with me fighting the kids in school then supervenient meeting up with Rick and took off my mask. ...he's not thinking what I think he's doing isn't he? "You know, one of my favorite skills I have is that I could download any of my memories and watch them whenever I want. Quite useful expressly when you want to threat someone" he took a piece a pear from the fruit basket abreast my bed and ate it. "You...you...YOU..." "Yes me, and by the way, I erased the rest of theMatriculationS's memory well-nigh you so the only one who knows well-nigh you is me and Dale" I became plane increasingly speechless than before, "bu...bu...but why?" "It's in the video really, you asked me if I could erase their memory for you and plane made me pinky swear" he snorted at the last word. "Anyway, I have the nonflexible momentum save elsewhere so erase my memory if you can but one squint at that video then everyone will know well-nigh magic" "You...wouldn't...dare" I growled, I was now wholeheartedly mad at him. He step closer until our noses are inches untied and he took his phone yonder as he smirk, "Try me" then he whistled yonder as if he made a job well done. Throwing my pillow at him did not satisfy me. # The phone rang with silent buzzing, Dr. Ars subtract the volume of his televison and picked up his phone. He smirked when he knew who is it from despite stuff block. "Hello, I see you've washed-up a unconfined job today" "Save your vapor Doctor, I lost half of my men there and too many witness saw our face. Don't be counting on us for a while" "Oh I'm sure you could find new recruits, it's not like your mercenary group is small unbearable for such thing to get you in setback" "No, doesn't midpoint I wasn't satisfy with our end result, I don't know how but that witch must have washed-up something with the bomb" "Witch?" "Oh right I like to ask what was the point of all that anyway? Not like we overly question what we were ask to do, just curious" The old man chuckled at his opponent's curiosity, he had never let it out surpassing which he finds fascinating, "Oh other than extracting data for my new mind tenancy device? Well as you can see the uproar you made has gone through worldwide television it would sell at a upper price if I sold it at the woebegone market don't you think?" "Cut the crap Doc, you've never cared well-nigh the money" "Ah, guess doing merchantry together has made you know me well" the Doctor got up and stride to his window, "to wordplay your question I would say..." he pulled yonder the curtain and what greeted him was the sight of a woman in woebegone dress and woebegone boots, her woebegone hair waved when and fort from the wind, her squatter covered from the elaborate mask of an owl, her untried vision was unexceptionable and in her right hand was a silver sword. "I want to know what I want as well" he shredded his phone and unlock the balcony window. Dr. Ars did not find it a surprise to see her, he had plane expected her. He began to chuckle at the name people were giving her, "to what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you Wonder Owl?" Claudia did not hesitate aiming her sword at hos throat, "I would cut you lanugo right here, right now if I didn't have questions for you" "Now why would you want to cut lanugo a harmless old man like me" "Do you think I'm stupid? You were the throne of your group that diamond the newest Limiter that rationalization that day events, the only way for anyone capable to make a mind controller that no one capable to make is if they have the money and resource to do it and for anyone to unquestionably embedded it inside the Limiter without anyone noticing would have to be an inside job, I say you're a unconfined candidate for that position" Dr. Ars began to thunderous his hands, as if the sword aiming at his throat was nothing but a toy, "Marvelous deduction" he finally said. "Don't kid with me, anyone could have thought of that, but unlike the feds I don't need prove to know it's you" He raised an eyebrow at that, "Is that why you're so wrung of me at school, considering you saw something in me?" He noticed her muscle had gone tensed and uncork to smile increasingly openly. "It would seem you've noticed but I have long but watch over you child, no I don't think you're really child, perhaps you're plane pretending to be someone's child but I couldn't superintendency less well-nigh that. I do superintendency however, how you could have a wide set of skills with you that in all I know with science is not possible and yet here you are...a living zoetic contradiction. You create such a marvelous exhibit with 'Killer Mole' it was unbearable for me to watch it over and over again" "You knew Killer Mo...did you assign him to kidnap those children?" Her grip with her sword tighten. "Yes and right now I can say what I want Claudia, and I want nothing increasingly but your body" A shudder tapped through her when and she uncork to swing her sword up, "well that's not happening" Instead of panicking or begging or plane running away, he stayed at his spot and tsk at her. "You don't get it my dear but I unchangingly get what I want, and usually I do it by any means" the sound of a door stuff forced unshut and Claudia squint up to find the FBI psoriasis in to the room, armed, and ready to shoot at her. The one man who Claudia knew as someone from her past life came forward and she couldn't help but blanch at how familiar the situation with her past. "...I repeat you are surrounded so put your weapon down" the man said with his gun pointed at her. She looked contempt at the insane man who knew everything well-nigh her and yet there wasn't a damn thing she could do. She lost this round but she knew there'll be flipside one. Hod, take me home. By your will. Her woebegone dress began to enveloped her and her surrounding in shadows. The feds began to shoot at her but she was long gone surpassing then. That day, the girl in the owl masked became one of America's Most Wanted. Posted by marisandini at 12:38 PM 3 comments: Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest Labels: Witch Life Tuesday, July 26, 2016 Chapter 81: Praetor's Flame It was just like he said. They lost. The three of her friends been captured, Claudia was deprived of her wand and her mouth gagged, Dale...was stuff tortured. Once they knew he was part of the authorities, they sepearted him from the rest and making sure he couldn't muster any strength to reply a undeniability from his comrades and hope to get some information from him since mind reading doesn't seem to work on him. Everytime they tapped a finger or thoughtfully stab him where it won't be fatal, Claudia squirm from the leader's hold with a muffled cry, it didn't take a genius to say she was yelling them to stop. On the other hand, the other three was rendered useless from their ability. Stanley was gagged just like Claudia, Foax was blindfolded so he couldn't make out a target to manipulate, it was still largest than Jeremy who's stuff gagged, blindfolded, and limbs tied tight unbearable that he couldn't plane move a finger. Claudia cursed her captors over and over as if it could help her get anywhere tropical to escaping.Planethough she didn't want to squint weak, tears were trying to unravel out from her every time she hears Dale screamed in agony. Isn't this what she had been reminding herself? Not to act self-contented just considering she's the only one who could use magic. Because of her blunder, she couldn't utter a god damn spell to unravel through this ordeal. "That's enough!" The Leader suddenly spoke. Claudia looked up to him and saw his squatter was fixatated at one side of the gym, looking menancingly with his brows furrowed together. "Those buffoon..." he whispered to himself but not out of earshot from Claudia. He looked to his midpoint and bellowed, "Men, a transpiration of plans, it's time to iniciate our Fail-Safe!" The what? What does that plane mean? Claudia thought. She wished at this time she could use Telephaty and talk to Dale to whether he was alright or not, though she doubted the former. His vision was flickering toward unconciousness but remain open, Claudia was relieved he was still working but pleaded in her heart for anything that could help her to get away. The terrorist seemed to be planning their escape and leave off the children so while they lost the match, Claudia thought the war is not lost as long as they can't go off with espers in tow. It wouldn't end as happily as everyone would have hope but as long as they survived, she could take whatever happened next. "I didn't want to use it but get ready the bomb" Except for that. Claudia's vision shot up at his words, there was a second bomb? She would have never expected that. How are they going to plane escape in time? She looked over and an idea hit her as she looked over the zombie-like students. Off course...teleporation! Just hold hands in a whirligig and you could teleport anyone out in a wink and those rings could reprinting off abilities. "Boss, the others patrolling school has gone and teleport already, there's just us now" "Good, we've placid unbearable data for that man anyway so he should be satisfied from what we have" Data...what for? Isn't this terrorism? "That man would be please knowing I found witch" the leader chuckled, "can't believe i just said that. Witch, magic, to think they exist...but I guess he's curious to what it is which is why he segregate this school" Someone knows her...and her ability? They wade this school...because of her? Claudia felt the air in her lungs was suck out from the thougt, she shook her throne trying to get rid of it, knowing it's not the time to lose focus but the knowledge kept haunting her at the when of her mind. "All right let's go" said the leader but while pushing Claudia with him. She glared at him, taxing what he's planning now and he got the message quite clear. "Well we aren't going to leave a valuable power to lay waste in this little school don't you think?" He smirked at her surprised squint that showed in her vision and the muscle tensing in her arms. She didn't fight when though, too many things were cramped in her heads. Is she going to leave helplessly just like that? Is she going to leave everyone to die? Is she going to be used to other's will? Just like last time... No! She began to struggle anew, trying to wretched out from his grip as she stilt her feet wideness the court. Instead, her whoopee wroth him and decided to unravel one of her arms. She screamed in pain and tears unravel through her eyes, the man did not lessen his pace toward the group of masked men and his grip tighten virtually hers, making sure she relished the pain. Her mind began to scream louder in her head, to fight, to unravel free, to do everything in her power from stuff taken away. Her throne flailing virtually so much, she was worldly-wise to squint when at her friends. They were all squirming in place toward her, though they barely could move, she could see the desperation they tried to plane try getting closer to her. Dale was still unmoving and knew he needed medical sustentation soon. Sadness and helplessness was replace by wrongness as it began to boild inside her. How dare they...how dare they do this! What right do they have hurting people? How dare they hurt her friends without a single squint of shame or guilt on their face. She wished nothing increasingly for the scum to waif dead. A scream was heard next to her and she found herself looking up at the Leader flailing his hand that was covered with woebegone flame. Fear began to crept up, replacing her anger, but there was moreover marvel in her mind. How did a flame appear? It turns out, he wasn't the only one in flames, she squint to herself and found she was covered with woebegone flames as well. Panic began to swell up inside her, she was well enlightened her pyrophobia was vicarial up as she started hyperventilating. She stopped panicking and forced herself to slow her zoetic when she realized something strange. She was in flames...but she wasn't burning. No heat, no pain, just woebegone flames tent her like it's a part of her. She turned toward the leader who had hia goons tried helping him extinguished the flames with water worthiness but to no avail. Her throne was pounding, her heart beats faster, and a smile appeared on her face. The fire started to spread in responsed, plane to the other men, creating a voices of screams. Yes, burn...burn in pain and misery, suffer like I had suffer. You deserve it, they deserve it. Claudia... Burn...suffer...burn... Claudia! Burn! CLAUDIA!!! She blinked, a voice in her throne snap out from her tranced. The flames began to diminish and she felt she finally had a hold to reality. Claudia, what's happening? I've been trying to get in touch with Dale but he's not responding, can you hear me?Wordplayme what's going on?! Ri...Rick? Who else? So what happened? "You little Bitch!" Claudia was startled from the menancing voice, she looked up to find a gun pointing at her, the leader had a light red burns on his right hand and head, his whole squatter sweaty and wrinkled from frowning. She was still unprotected up from the aftershock, she only stared dumbly at him for a while. She would have reach out her gag there and then, but then she might put a slum in herself so she remain unmove. Damn a gun, oh God please don't let me die today. Claudia, what gun? What's happening? Shut up Rick, if you want to help then get the rest of the people out of the school. There's a flop and I don't know how long till it blows!Flipsideone! Dammit, stay where you are Claudia, I'll get some help as soon as possible. If you want help the stay the hell yonder from here considering it's not safe. She tried prying off her mind off him and focused on the danger she's in. She really feels she has no hope on this one until her eye unprotected the glimering silver of her sword. If only she could get it to her side she would have a fighting endangerment versus them. It might have been a subconcious thing, but with her hand raised she pointed her right alphabetize finger at the sword and slightly wave it toward her. The reaction it had wasn't what she had expected. She tried to hibernate her surprise and kept her squatter neutral. That failed and she let out a smirk instead through her gagged mouth which wroth the man more, "what are you smiling about?!" Oh how she wished he could hear her next thought. I'm not a bitch, I'm a witch. The sword flew toward her with speed that made the others duck, it's sharp whet hit one side of the Leader's head, toppling him whispered and landed on her hand. Those who didn't blanch from the sudden event began shooting at her but Claudia had once made an ice shield between her and her shooter. "Forget well-nigh her, let's get out of here!" The two shooters nooded at the order and began assembling while they shoot at fix interval, tent the when of their limp leader. Claudia was still rented trying to pull off the gag considering it was a lot tighter than she first thought. There was a joint groan and she found all the espers were fainting one by one, as if stuff ordered so. She looked when at the Leader stuff one step yonder from teleporting. Oh she may can't reservation up to him, but there was no way she let him get yonder feeling satisfied with his mission. So she couldn't stop smiling when she form a long Icecle floated off her hand and aim at the controller sitting at his when pocket. Which midpoint she was worldly-wise to destroy the controller and stab his ass. His bellowed pain was unbearable to requite her (a little) satisfaction, but cursed the moment most of the masked group got away. She turned to the flop placed at the middle of the school bleachers then toward her friends. She cut the ropes, the gags, and the blindfolds and immidiately they squint around, trying to assesed the situation. They got yonder didn't they? Foax pointed out the first thing he noticed. "Don't remind me, anyway does any of you know how to disarm a bomb?" Stanley shook his head. Jeremy stayed silent. Foax raised an eyebrow then pointed out he could if he was reading someone's head. Claudia felt she wanted to expletive the world. "Alright, at least out of all four of us, Foax has the wits of disarming a flop so he's coming with me. Jeremy and Stanly, squint without Dale will you?" They nodded at eachother and went their way. They rushed toward the bleachers where the flop was ticking away. It was like a woebegone metal gallon, with suspicious red tubes and wires sticking in and out, in ths middle tere was an LCD showing the time undecorous numbers and curently saying thay have 1 minute and 30 seconds left surpassing they became charcoal. She blinked in disbelief, and began to pull her hair. I don't know well-nigh you, but pulling your hair doesn't seem to help disarming the bomb! "Don't talk smart with me now Foax, we have increasingly pressing issue here!" She inched closer, hopefully looking for a STOP sawed-off withal with Foax, her hand tried to touch the Death Tool but Foax seize her arm beforehand. Don't, there's a motion detector, a slight movement and we all be squandered to bits, what's increasingly it's bolted to the ground. One minute left... "How bad is the bomb?" She asked with a nervous tone. Unbearableto wrack-up half the school to bits. Foax said with a regrettable tone. "Well how do we stop it?!" Foax looked intendly at it, trying to somehow excavate any of his memories that could help to maybe slow it lanugo or cut off thw motion detector. Nothing came to mind as he had never chalanged the flop in front off him. He had unchangingly pride himself with his telephaty to not only read people's mind but to re-enact them whatever is in their head. Now he cursed he don't know anyone who could help him with bombs. I'm sorry, I don't-I can't help...I thought I could and yet... Claudia wanted to say something but her words unprotected stuck in her throat. Foax was crying...his throne was lanugo with a squint of defeat navigate his face, to him, it was the first time he felt useless. At least since that incedent three years ago, he swore not to let anything happened to his friends, to protect the only few people he could undeniability his family. To uphold the promise he couldn't kept with her... Now he's going to die withal with most of the student population and there isn't a damn thing he could do. I'm sorry Theresa... His mind swept up toward the past memories of her first few days since they met, he remebered her as a girl who unchangingly smile. With her wild red hair, her freckles wideness her cheeks, her subtle blue-green eyes, her sharp canine teeth showing whe she grins, he began remembering simple features well-nigh her.Planewhen things go downhill for her, she made stupid bad jokes for herself and lift her own spirits. He began remebering how stubborn she was in games when he felt like losing and she would slap him in the when and flashed her trademark smile as she said to him... Don't requite up! He blinked, his mind was forced to squint then at reality and his throne was then yanked to squint at a pair of jade eyes. "Don't you dare requite up just like that Foax, I didn't squatter a hundred of terrorists, fought off zombie-espers, and had my arm wrenched just to let them have their way and I'm not going to die today!" ...since I've once died once. Foax would have like to ask if he misheard her mind but then she went thinking of variegated foreign spells that he didn't understand. He looked when at the bomb, there was only 40 seconds left and he let out a dry laugh. If only there was a miracle... "Don't you know Foax?" He turned to squatter and saw she had a smile that somehow reminded her of an old friend he just thought of seconds ago. "The word magic comes from the word miracle" 30 seconds... She looked when at the flop with deep thoughts, there were a lot of spells she had in mind but there was a risk, most of them was considering it might trigger the motion detector. She thought well-nigh submerging it to the ground, but then she doesn't know if it might wrack-up up a gas pipe and make it worst. Float it in the air? Worst, it will flail virtually and if that doesn't trigger it, she doesn't know what will. Freeze it, no...useless. Teleport it, no time to make the magic whirligig or the long damn chant. Shield it? No...too much of a gamble with a flop that could crush half the school. Ugh, this is the first time she wish she still has her spell book. Claudia cursed herself that she mostly only knows gainsay spells, she suddenly remembered how her Master would say she was a wrestle junkie and how now was a bad time to stipulate the 400 years denial. 25 seconds... Can't you think of something? Like make it explodes bunny and doves instead of flames? "I'm a freaking sorcerer Foax, not a trickster magician! I can't just turn anything into anything" She blinked and took his words to some thoughts. If she took his aim into consideration. 20 seconds... There's one spell that could work but doing it now would be a race of time. Either she finished the spell at the right moment or the flop will. Not surpassing or without the explosion but just the right time. Can she make it? 17 seconds... No time to dawdle! "Foax, make sure Rick teleport everyone as much as he could, tell him the time and don't argue, also...tell me how the warm-up once it reaches five seconds" Wait, Claudia... She ignored him, with one word she flew from her spot and rushed out of the gym. The wind rushed past her cheeks and looked up at the sky, it's scrutinizingly night time but there's still a a minute or two surpassing the sun fully sets which was the key part of the spell. She made it at the whet of the school wall at the north side, she cut a flock of her hair, made a tight knot then place it down. She then did the same to the East, West, and South side of the school. Her long woebegone hair was no longer and made a ruly bob cut hair. She took a second to reservation her vapor as she never felt she had flown as fast as she had today amd felt the strain of her mana dimishing. Claudia, it's five seconds now. Her hunch when immidiately straighten, and she flew as fast she could whilom the school, right at the middle. [O Mighty Wind, O Raging Fire, be one with my undeniability and follow my cause...] Claudia...it's three seconds now. [...let you know no heat, let you know no force...] Two sec...Claudia where are you? [...to protect as it is and make no mistake...] CLAUDIA! Foax, trust me... [...let our power be shared, let our will be one...] A loud explosion was herd all wideness town and people watch in horror as the school was engulfed in flames. 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