BirthRights

by PorcelainStyle

The job was done, and the Four Horseman have joined the Eye. Now staying at headquarters, they are meeting people and learning things they never thought possible. They're about to learn the truth about magic. Real magic.

1. Prologue

Prologue

"Magic" What is magic? For me, it's my life. It owns me, and it governs me. For some, magic is a lifestyle. A way to make money, or a way to get noticed. To them, magic is misdirection and sleight of hand. Whether it's simple parlor tricks or blueprints for a sold out show, it is still exactly that. Tricks. An illusion of the mind. Me? I have the power of real magic. I know what real power is. I feel it running through my veins. I wouldn't trade it for anything. But sometimes, I pretend that I am just like everyone else. No different from a guy riding his bike or a college girl eating Ramen every night. Because the pressure gets to be a lot. The pressure of being the only person who can do what I do. Everyone wants me to be extraordinary, but sometimes I just want to be me. So yes, the pressure can be a lot to handle. But never too much. Because of all the painful, horrid things I have seen and done, what's a little pressure?