For those who do not know what a mage is, it's like a wizard but can only control one element, similar to the Dragons but still very different, you'll understand as you read.
I believe this is the only chapter without dialogue.
I do not own Xiaolin Showdown or its Wu or Characters, I simply own any OC, the plot, etc...
A New Evil Arises
Chapter 1
/She didn't know that one encounter with four strange people would change her life forever/
Jewel's POV
Every story has a beginning, my story begins as an infant…
My grandmother was always obsessed with magic, and when she had my mother she was thrilled that she was born a mage, a water mage. She taught her spells and attacks that suited her affinity, but my mother never wanted any of that, she wished to be normal.
My mother was more than cheerful when I was born mortal, like my father. My grandmother was the opposite. One night my grandmother came to visit just weeks after I was born, she walked up to my crib when my parents fell asleep and cast a strong and very difficult spell. The next day she disappeared without a trace and my parents found me untouched in my crib, but my eyes instead of the normal brown, now they had a tint of purple.
You think that's where that ends, but you couldn't anymore wrong. That was only the beginning…
Not even a week after I gained these new magical abilities an evil warlock by the name Lukeron sensed the spell and decided to take advantage of it. He attacked our home and tied my parents to the bedposts. He left them there but shortly returned with me in his arms, in front of my parents he laid me on the bed and chanted a curse on me. Then he left. My mother, used her magic to get her and my father free, then she tried to counter the spell. But being weaker than the warlock she failed and only healed me to a certain extent. I was left with a heavy burden. Due to both spells, marks were left on my body, the insignia of my element formed onto my right hand and the curse burned its mark on my back in-between my shoulder blades.
My mother was never the same again, she was constantly depressed, and she could hardly look at me without getting more miserable. The curse laid upon me couldn't be reversed, and it only physically appears at certain times, since then I always did the same thing to keep myself calm and under control. That's where my father comes in. He looked at me and never saw the burden on my shoulders, all he saw was his little girl. He was a man of music, it was his passion, and it was the thing that bonded us closest. As I got older, he taught me how to edit songs into my own; I listened to the music we created every day, all the time, that's what kept me composed.
Things became even worse for me after my tenth birthday, I found a package in my room and inside was my grandmother's spell book, my element was bookmarked purposefully so I'd know that it was meant for me. I kept it hidden from my parents, my mother wasn't that hard because by then she ignored me and wanted nothing to do with me. I learned from it every night. My twelfth birthday came around and my father had gotten me a laptop completely loaded with music programs and editing software. He told me that now I was old enough to make my own music, and he even gave me new headphones as well.
Six months later he fell ill, from what I'll never know. Standing there by his death bed his wish was that I wouldn't witness what he knew was going to happen. Before his sister, my aunt, took me out of the room he grabbed my hand and planted a soft kiss on the back of it and told me he loved me more then I knew. That was the last thing he said to me before he died a week later. My mother, unable to stand the sadness, told me I was old enough to take care of myself. She packed up her things and she left me.
With my father's old army backpack I packed my laptop, headphones, clothes, the spell book, and a few other things. I also packed my father's electric guitar and violin in my music case and left the house as well. I headed to New York City, far away from my hometown. I lived wherever I could and school was useless to me because I knew more than I should have at my age. I took jobs at stores and as a tutor, anywhere that could provide my next meal. I never disgraced me or my body in anyway and no one ever tried too. No one dared to mess with me.
My mother abandoned me; the only one that ever loved me was taken from me by the claws of death. I never loved another person since; I knew love could never exist with a Ma―no, monster like me. Little did I know that an encounter with four strange people and a gecko three years later would change me forever.
My name is Julianne Monsey, and before I get ahead of myself you need to know how I have lasted this long in the big city.
As soon as I got there I started to explore the city. Some people looked at me strange, being a twelve year old girl alone in the city. I decided to avoid the huge crowds by sneaking through the alleyways when I was surrounded by a group of teenage boys. They threatened to kill me if I didn't give them what they wanted. Normally anyone would be scared to death but I didn't even flinch. But when one of them told me to give him my gloves I did, I made sure I hid my hand from them though.
That's when their leader came out of nowhere and took my gloves back from the one boy, and he gave them back to me. He told them how they were idiots for threatening a little girl like me. He lean down to look at me eye level and looked into my eyes, he was shocked to see the purple, then while I putting my gloves back on he stopped me and stared at the strange looking mark on my hand. He asked me my name and I told him Julianne, just Julianne. He didn't blame me for not giving him my full name, he wouldn't have either. His name was Seth but he went by Sean, leader of the gang called the Scorpions. He told me that there was something about me that he liked, so he let me hang out with the group but not as an official member.
None of them really liked me but after a while I would play my father's electric guitar or my violin for them. They eventually warmed up to me and came to respect me; they all started to refer to me as Jewel (Short for Julianne). One day Sean came up to me and told me that I was becoming very popular with all the guys, and from that point on I became known as Jewel Popular or JP.
As I got older I started to keep my distance from the group and only visited them in an emergency. Everyone knew that I was a favorite of the Scorpions, so they kept distance from me. Residents of the city knew me as Jewel, it was my new name, my new life, but even though all that, I knew love would never be. But something kept bugging me, something sinister was happening in the world, I never thought about till that faithful day.
I think I did a good job. So yay! Finally past that and can get to something that actually has something more to do with XS.
