Failure has a war of irking me and making me feel like peeling off my skin, getting laid, or doing something completely irrational and spontaneous.
I kicked the wall and my toe hit a broken fraction of the glass. I started bleeding but the blood stopped as soon as it started and my cut was sealed back like it was never there.
"Are you alright?" Suzy touched my shoulders and said with a voice laced with concern.
"I'm far from that, I just failed my first attempt at a magic lesson." I squeezed my eyes shut and punched the wall till I could feel a crack and then I felt better."It's okay to not get magic right at first, but I can guarantee you that will be a master witch as long as you keep practicing." Suzy twirled me around and said subtly."But how can we continue when I didn't get the first lesson right?" My brows furrowed."We can continue by learning the scope of magic and some history." She stood tall and cracked her knuckles.She led us towards the fifth storey building pavement and we hopped on it to watch the full moon at its brightest glory. The warm milky glow of the moon graced the sky as if she had some bright idea, something brilliant that needed to shine upon the earth."There are five major branches of magic that witches must be familiarized with." Suzy's eyes riveted from the moon to face my porcelain glass skin that the moonlight centered on."Ancestral magic, representational magic, necromancy, hoodoo, and voodoo." Her tone came out softly and there was a unique light in her eyes like she missed being a full witch."That is a lot. It is so good hearing you talk about magic than pussies and dick." I chuckled and she ruffled my long hair."Ancestral magic is an extremely powerful form of witchcraft that draws on the power of consecrated or sacred witches. But it is limited to the area where the witch's ancestors are buried.""Does the witches of LA practice ancestral magic?" My gaze at the moon broke as I blinked repeatedly."Yes, that's the reason why no matter how many times they are stopped from using magic, they can't leave LA else their magic fades." She pinched her index finger and thumb together to make her point."No wonder Basitana can't help but hate dad. The witches are totally helpless." I pouted and recalled the glare she kept sparing dad in the courtroom."But why does dad forbids them from using magic?" I stretched my legs forward to the air and backward to feel the rough patches of the pavement while the chill wind ruffled our hair."Once upon a time, in year 1208. There was a french warlock, a voodoo wizard that moved from France to LA and became the leader of the coven of witches. He claimed to be a necromancer that could raise the dead and enforce his own brand of law. Sailors would go buy wind from him to ensure a safe journey and the citizens of the city sought him to solve their legal issues rather than going to the authorities. The humans and vampire factions weren't happy with the development because it made them the minorities while the witches ruled the quarter."I shivered from the cold and rubbed my hands to feel warm. "Damn! That must have been a terrible time for the other factions. I can't believe the witches once ruled.""Lucindo D'Abovillle the great eventually died in the hands of the ruthless dark lord. Alaric Marshall I.""Wait a minute!" I raised my hands to stop her. "Isn't that grandfather?""Yes, He was not the best of angels but more of a devil and he had lots of enemies. Alaric choked the life out of him and threw him on the floor to rot and wither into nothing in the year 1273.""He lived for sixty-five years?""That is absolutely correct and that happened in the 13th century. After his downfall, the witches were banned from using magic for the first time in history.""Wait a minute! Something doesn't add up. The witches didn't use magic for a very long time?""No, so many wars have happened child, sometimes the witches regained power and freedom and ruled the quarter and sometimes the wolves. We have a whole library filled with our history." Suzy patted my back and jumped from the fifth storey building.I followed her swiftly and landed on my feet and hands."You are a quarter witch and have so much power inside of you. All you need to do is tap into that energy." Suzy said before slipping a lollipop in her mouth. I guess slutty Suzy is back."Right!" I sighed and nodded my head at her motivation. I closed my eyes and tried to decipher what emotion I felt. It was that of despair and how I needed to prove myself.I shut my eyes tight and balled my fists hard till I couldn't feel them. I could feel my energy turning into electricity inside of me. I felt like I could feel little sparks so I channeled the sparks to my mind and it felt like a whole voltage shot through me. The loud bang of the gate with Suzy's cry made me open my eyes."I told you to blast the air and not knock me out of existence." Suzy yelped and struggled to stand up while I cackled."I can't believe it, I did it." I jumped and twirled around, feeling good and proud of myself."Oh!" Suzy scratched her neck and furrowed her brows. "That's true, you did it.""Come here and help me shut this gate." Suzy beckoned on me. I walked towards the gate to close it properly when something caught my eyes.I pushed the gate open wide as curiosity seeped into me."What is that?" Suzy hollered from the compound."Come take a look." I waved my hands at her and tried to grasp the situation.Three vampires laid dead right outside the quarter. There is a Crescent sign on their forehead with dried patched blood in it. The vampires were placed in a circle drawn with chalk on the floor."How is this possible? Killing of vampires is a taboo." Suzy gasped and her legs wobbled."These vampires weren't even staked, they are just dead, how is that possible? And why leave the bodies here when they should be hidden from the dark lord?""Elena, the bodies were meant to be seen, this is a message."It has been twenty-four hours since the incident happened. The FBI visited the murder scene and tapped the place as a district area. They found only Amanda's corpse with her fangs retracted and her claws removed. We left them with the brain-tasking job of finding out what kind of monster she is and why she was killed in that horrific way.Hilda's corpse was placed in a wooden coffin made with the finest and darkest shade of brown with a huge 'H' accessory adorning it. Her body was placed in there with the cover opened while we mourned her. She was a great warrior and a friend. She had the best intentions for all with a weird way of showing emotions. But from her history of what happened a century again, we understood her better."Come!" Suzy beckoned on me. For the first time in history, she wasn't wearing a skimpy outfit. She was draped in a long black gown to honor Hilda. An effort I commended. I was impressed with her character development."I stood up from the liv
#Los Angeles##Blood and fangs##Wands and claws#You are outmaneuvered, out mannered and frankly speaking, quite out of your freaking mind!!!♥Elena's POV♥"Hilda moved out." Cedric's baritone thundered as he walked into my room, wiping his blood-stained mouth with the hem of a shirt."Don't ask me how the hell it happened, I'm still feeling guilty enough about what happened yesterday." She held her hands up before mumbling, "It is mental torture, I feel like I'm going crazy." She said to herself."We could probably blame it on the excessive vodka she had yesterday night after opening up to you both." Cedric plopped on the edge of my bed."Or maybe it was the club. It was probably the strobing lights of the nightclub and repetitive doof doof of the bass that triggered some form of chemical reaction in her brain, causing her to make a rash decision all of a sudden." I furrowed my brows at the both of them, lost in thoughts.
Sunbeam crept into my room bit by bit before gradually illuminating my room as the soft golden diffuse rays settled on my face, waking me in the process and disrupting my much more craved slumber."Hilda, I have made hot coffee, fried yummy eggs, and pancakes, and picked up fresh apples for you from the garden." Mom's voice reverberated around the house."Thanks mother," I said begrudgingly and used my pillow to shield my face."Come downstairs right now and come and have breakfast before I come in using formula B for you." She called out again, this time around with a threat."Five more minutes mom, just five and I will be at the dining." The shrilling sound of a voice made me jump up from my bed in nightmare. It was my mother dressed in her pajamas, singing God knows what while my eardrums bled and cried in agony. Her skin glowed in the presence of sunlight and she looked pretty chic for a woman of forty-five years."Stop ma, you are hurting my ears,
#Alaska##Sexual slavery##Vampires#Daylight rings and sexual epidemic♥Elena's POV♥On a scale of one to ten, the past two days have brought in more trouble than a global pandemic has and so far, it kept on deteriorating further. The thought of even being related to a psychopath with a jagged scarred face who has done nothing but cause trouble to us makes me sick to the bone marrow. Questions like if he was truly Kate's brother why didn't we know about him all these years, why he never attended Kate's funeral and if there will be new siblings popping out of the blue raced through my head all night and made me sleep-deprived.How can I sleep when my father is slowly losing his mind and kidnapping hostages yet he still bears the crown. Questions like what other crazy things would he embark on made me consider options like chaining him in a dungeon and treating his mental health before he can be released because him roaming around like a ti
♥Suzy's POV♥Usually I'm not always one to get involved in things that don't concern my life, my family, and Elena, but seeing Amanda trying so hard to get Hilda to bury the hatchet made me want to contribute although I can't tell if it's because of her alluring beauty or her soft voice but the fact remains unchanged and that is she is willing to make amends so Hilda should give her the benefit of the doubt and move on with her."When I screamed harder, I meant the sex and not the entire relationship, Amanda, you fucked me up." Hilda paced around her room, throwing things around and breaking fragile objects like the painting of a mermaid in ceramic porcelain we got from china two hundred years ago and that hurt me to my bone marrow."And that is why I will always apologize, I'm sorry Hilda, at least invite me in so you can see that I have changed." Her tender baritone pleaded."I don't invite cunning foxes to my home, leave my window side and let me
#Factions conflict##California##factory duels#Let me remind you why they call me that dark lord, have you ever been skinned alive?♥Elena's POV♥The day was dwindling by and the sunset was finally escaping. It blossoms upon the cloud like a sweet wild clover bloom with a flourish of romance. The sky tinges a vibrant orange glow and a glossy gold upon the horizon as the evening casts her dusky gown."C'mon everyone, hurry into my brand new whip!" Hilda beckoned on everyone as we exited the quarter. "Nice whip!" Tiana said as she caressed the cream-colored car that must have cost thousands of dollars. "I know right!" Hilda grinned, revealing her white translucent pair of teeth."Wow! Hilda, did you buy a Lamborghini Urus? She is gorgeous." I took a step back slowly to admire the car. The details of the car screamed of pure grandeur. The tyre was well crafted with layers of shar