"Angel!" Professor drake snapped me back into reality. His sapphire eyes were reduced to slits as he dug for answers. Harshly stabbing me with question after question. Where I was, what I was doing, what I saw. Honestly, I'm just tired of all of it I want it to be over I just wanna go to my dorm and sleep the day away.
But no, I can't. I may not even have a dorm in a few minutes. After all, the punishment for murder here at Ravenwood is the immediate removal of all magic and expulsion from the school.
Well to be clear I didn't mean to kill the poor girl. Didn't I? Bartleby forgive me. The memory was on repeat in my mind and vivid as a movie.
It was a magic duel tournament and we were in the semi-finals. My opponent was Elizabeth NightHeart, a grandmaster necromancer.
The match seemed pretty much in my favor, honestly, what chance did a death have against an ice. Or so I'm told.
That's not what I saw, I was at a sliver of health. There was no way my attack could have been that deadly to someone who was in such great shape. I am NOT crazy.
"Well, Mr. FrostCloud, from what you claim it sounds like you were under the beguiling spell. Makes one see their enemies as comrades and has been known to cause a sort of mirror like effect on Magic duels as I'm sure a wizard of your... Stature would know. However, the duel master claims no such spell was used or even in her deck during the duel"
What's happening to me. I was just a regular thaumaturge who was dared into a tourney. two days ago, I was studying for finals, pet training, gardening, and now I'm a murderer?
I couldn't speak I couldn't move I could hardly breathe. I was frozen.
Of course, I'm sure Cyrus could feel the drop in temperature in the room.
"IF YOU INTEND TO USE ICE MAGIC TO GET YOU OUT OF THIS I CONSIDER YOU USE IT FOR DEFENSE" his voice boomed sending me into shock
My arms crossed in front of my face, encasing me in a small dome of ice.
"..very well then." Cyrus stood from his chair gave me a last disgusted look and walked out from gammas office into the headmaster's room
"Wait!" I called out hoping he'd come back by the door was already shut
This just keeps getting better and better. I slumped back into my chair within my ice shell
After what seemed like hours of waiting the door opened again. This time the headmaster, gamma, Cyrus, Falmea, and professor Greyrose entered.
The sight of my professor in near tears was like swallowing a stone. My heart was crushed seeing the disappointment in her eyes.
"Dalia if you will.." The headmaster nodded
The room grew warmer and warmer until it felt like the room was on fire itself. My ice shell melted away.
"Young wizard..." Ambrose's voice was harsh but soft
"The Ravenwood staff has decided to remove you from all magic and expel you to Newgate prison" gamma finished for him
Tears filled my eyes. I could feel my heart practically bursting from my chest
My magic. Gone?
"I've gone 7 years with my magic and it's become a part of me. I AM magic. Ice runs through my very blood. Headmaster please!" My words were choked out of me as I held back my sobs
"That's enough!" Cyrus interrupted but I didn't care anymore what he had to say
I tried to open my mouth to protest more but to no avail. He must have hexed my tongue.
"Professor greyrose will escort you to the ice tower and begin the ritual" the headmaster could barely look me in the eyes as he left the room and left me alone with greyrose
She flew over to me wiping a small tear from her rosy cheeks
"Come now, dear, it'll all be over soon" she put her hand on my shoulder and in a blink, we were in the ice tower
We stood in silence
"This is where I defeated the ice colossus to earn my first prism.." I could tell my words touched her very heart
"I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember feeling so proud of myself like... The Giants were watching over me like one of their own" I stared down at my feet hoping not to catch her tear-filled gaze.
"I'll make this fast young one." she raised both her arms summoning five tipped ice pillars that surrounded me
the tips glowed a dark blue as beams of light shot from them. two beams on my hands and feet and one on my forehead.
"Giants of frost in the sky give this wizard reckoning." she began to chant the words used to rid wizards of their magic which only the professors knew how to do for their own school.
"His heart is no longer pure, make his magic obscure. take his ice his frost his cold for he is no longer bold. Take his-" she stopped
I had already felt my magic leaving my very body. it was more painful than I could have ever imagined and I felt weaker than ever before. my mana must have been less than half of what it used to be.
the forces of anti-magic acting upon me were gone now but my vision was blurred.
I heard a gasp from greyrose and shortly after a thud that sounded as if she fell to the ground
"p-Professor?" I called out in confusion
was this part of the ritual? what's happening? am I hallucinating?
through my blurred vision, I could make out a dark hooded figure approach where was on my hands and knees.
Was this a rogue undead?
quickly, I formed an ice wall between us to defend myself from whatever malicious intentions this person or thing had for me.
however, because of the partial loss of my magic, the ice didn't reach the full diameter of the room leaving the figure enough space to walk around.
"I'm here to help you." it was a girls voice. she whispered the phrase as if we were being watched.
"Who are you?" I called back panting. I started to muster up some strength in case I needed to go offensive.
She began to pace towards me, but she did so in an unbearably slow way. it was almost terrifying. I could hear my breathing become frantic.
As she came nearer I felt her magic presence was that of a myth.
She reached inside her cloak and to me, at the time it seemed very threatening which sounded all alarms in my head
with the magic, I was able to gain I flung a few ice shards in her direction. they were weaker than what I'm used to, but they should have done the job
As the shards sped towards her she didn't even move but stared at them intensely. I could have sworn the attack was a direct hit.
I took a closer glance at where I had shot. She still stood there, but behind a troll minion that took the shot for her.
"Please, we must hurry if you want to keep your magic." She continued to take a spiral gate key out from the pocket within her cloak.
The thought of not losing the rest of my damaged magic was enough hope for me to cling onto and join this mysterious stranger that already assaulted a professor.
I slowly nodded my head. she walked over faster this time and placed her hand on my shoulder. Again we were somewhere new. this time a glacial wasteland. how did she know how to teleport more than herself? I'm pretty sure that's magic only the professors at Ravenwood knew.
She was visibly shaking at the painful cold of the ice around us. as for me, I was enjoying the temperature
We stood atop a lake of ice.
"Where are we?" asked her not knowing what world we were in.
"R-Ravenclaw" she folded her arms and shuddered harder
"H-hurry and jump in" she pointed at a hole in the ice that entered into the lake
"Why? are planning on drowning me? my magic may be weakened but I hold the advantage here" I was always warned about rogues at Ravenwood and how they'd do anything to obtain the power of the students and that we should do anything at all costs to protect ourselves. but I guess that makes me a rogue now.
"P-p-please trust me" she looked physically in pain now and I could tell frostbite was starting to set in
I looked at the water again. If this helps save my magic ill do it.
I jumped in. the water felt almost relaxing as being closer to my element relaxed me. I could actually feel my strength begin to increase even pass what it originally was. I stayed under for as long as I could before I began to need air.
I resurfaced poking my head out of the water and gasping for air. I felt whatever force that was pouring its power into my stop.
"I think I'm done." I stared up at her almost catching a glance of her eyes.
She ran towards me and took my hand.
I found myself on the ground of a Dragonspyre styled floor.
"Dragonspyre?" i stood and dusted myself
"Crap. the atheneum." She looked around at the many singed bookshelfs in dissapointment
"We aren't supposed to be here exactly, sorry i havent had to teleport this many times in such a short period." she sat against a bookshelf and took a deep breath
"But why are we in Dragonspyre?"
She looked up at me, this time i got a clear look at her full face as her hood fell from her face, she was beautiful, with red hair and piercing blue eyes like mine. she also had freckles decorated across her cheeks.
Her face gave an expression of almost upset confusion as if it were obvious.
"We're here to get the Necronomicon from the Great Spyre"
Ocs are open.
Thank you for reading!