So this story doesnt belong to me but tamora peirce. i just added a plot twist:)
Sandrilene Fa Toren sighed as she put the finishing touches on the embroidery sitting on her lap. How much longer would it take? She, Daja and Briar, her foster siblings had been waiting outside the hall for little over an hour for their other foster sibling, Tris, to call them in. Their teachers had convinced them to try out an experiment that changed one form of magic into another. They each had to put a portion of their magic in, one at a time, and see if they can change their magic types. Because of how closely interlinked their magics already were, the four young mages were the prime candidates for the first tests. Briar, Sandry and Daja had each in turn put in their magic and Tris was next. She had protested the most, stating that this was a waste of their time and nothing good would come of it until it took everyone to get her to grumpily hoist up her skirts and march into the room moodily. That had been over an hour ago and everyone was getting a bit impatient, even though it had taken them all just as long.
20 minutes later, the door slammed open and a plump girl with bright coppery red hair walked through.
"I'm finished." She said after a moment.
The other three looked at each other. "Finally," they chorused.
Tris stuck out her tongue as she walked over and plunked herself between Daja and Sandry. They sat there, not paying attention to the time when Briar looked over and noticed the candle had burnt down several notches.
"Come one girls, lets get this over and done with." He said as he stood up, stretching his arms out wide.
One by one they walked into the room and sat down on the floor, forming a circle. Around them were wardings and markings to help control magic and focus it into the contraption in the middle of the circle. It was a machine built to change magic form and should be able to help them. It had never been tested though so no one knew exactly what was going to happen. Hopefully they would be able to be all finished by the end of the day and go home. Sandry settled her skirts out around her and relaxed into a meditating state, quickly followed by her siblings. Once they were all breathing in sync, they focused and pooled all their magic together.
One the count of three? Without thinking about it, they started conversing mind to mind.
Right.
One.
Two.
Three.
As one they pushed all there magic together, merging it once again. Suddenly there was a massive booming sound and everyone was blown backwards roughly. Tris's head cracked against the wall and she saw red for a moment before slipping into darkness. The other three soon followed her.
Hey so i know this is a really short chapter but i just wanted to set them up and everything:)
