Chapter one
Strange occurrences
The morning sun was revealing himself above the glassy sea, painting a scenery only seen in fairy tales. He revealed a rare sight as his rays shown through small puffs of cotton wool drifting on orange and blue water, creating a gradient of colour. Below this sky, a luscious cliff stood proud above the crushing waves of an ocean more beautiful than any other. The cliff's usual visitor was once again sitting on the edge, her eyes taking in the beauty before her.
Letting out a relaxed sigh, she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head on her palms, balancing her arms on her knees. She allowed a light breeze to play with her chocolate hair, making her highlights look like bright dancing lines on a plain backdrop. Her crystal-blue eyes were unblinking, taking in everything they saw and permanently sketching it inside her memory.
Birds were rising from their beds to welcome the new day and the gentle breeze ruffled the leaves on the ever-blooming trees, casting them in a direction and letting the pink petals experience flight. It was Nature's way of waking up and welcoming another perfect day.
Rosemary let her thoughts wander, each one in a different direction as she gazed at the amazing sight before her. It was like this every morning and, even though she's been doing this every day for five years, it still took her breath away.
"I thought that I might find you here, Rosemary." Her mother said, standing behind her daughter. "You never miss this, do you?"
Rosemary let out a hum before standing up and turning to face her mother.
"It calms my soul, Mother. If I do not, I fear I might lose my mind as no painting or sight in the world could compare to nature waking up." came Rosemary's response in the same way she had always been taught to speak.
"It is time for breakfast, Rosemary. You should come or else you will be late for school."
Rosemary gave her mother a smile and followed as her mother turned to head back inside the house, the scenery already gone as the sun was now fully awake.
Rochelle was one of a kind in Rosemary's eyes. Rosemary has always looked up to her, always obeyed each order and always spoke in true respect. Being from an upper-class society, Rosemary was expected to be perfect and do everything perfectly and Rochelle made sure she did.
Being adopted, Rosemary looked nothing like her parents. Rochelle's hair was short and blonde, a thin fringe resting above her light-brown eyes. She was dressed in long, elegant, dresses and looked perfect in every way. It's the perfection that Rosemary has been struggling with for years but it seems that Rochelle's training is finally paying off.
Breakfast was served inside the dining hall of the large mansion, every dish fit for a king. Kenneth was seated at the end, Rochelle next to him and Rosemary opposite her father.
"Good morning, Father. I hope you had a peaceful night's rest."
Kenneth merely nodded as Rosemary took her seat before eating the food placed before her.
Kenneth was the type of man who was silent and serious and would not tolerate mistakes. He has laid his hands on Rosemary for her carelessness several times but that has not been needed of him recently. His black hair was short and neatly combed, his body language showed dominance, and his dark-brown eyes showed no emotion.
The family ate in silence, one that was never uncomfortable but merely peaceful. Afterwards, Rosemary placed down her cutlery and turned to her father.
"Father, may I please be excused? I wish to get ready for school."
A mere nod was his reply and Rosemary stood up and pushed back her chair before leaving with a "Thank you, Father". Once out of earshot, Rochelle turned her attention to Kenneth.
"What are your plans for today, Kenneth?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary. I'm still following the same schedule as always." He replied dully, placing down his cutlery. "Has Rosemary been acting strange lately?"
"No, she hasn't. There have been no incidents recently."
"We must keep an eye on her while we are still able to. If any incident occurs, she must be…"
"Please, Kenneth, do not think such thoughts. Rosemary is not mentally ill, she is merely maturing at a slow rate. If she wishes to still believe in fairy tales, then it is her choice. That choice alone does not make her…"
"I never said it did. I was merely expressing my concern for the incidents that have occurred not so long ago."
"Are you referring to the times when she heard voices that no one else did?"
Kenneth gave a slight nod and Rochelle continued.
"Kenneth, you know it was merely her imagination. Please do not allow yourself to think that our daughter is mentally unstable. She is perfectly fine."
'Run. You have to keep running.' Terta's mind continued to shout at her as her legs carried her through the Clarity Lands. It was her only option now. With her wings destroyed and her magic down to nothing, she has no other choice but to run. She was running out of breath and her body screamed in agony but Terta didn't stop. Her goal was to run to a safe place and rest to regain her magic and she would not stop until she reached it.
"Terta, you are only making this harder on yourself! Stop at once and your sentence will be lighter!"
Hald, Captain of Rosanine's army, ordered as many soldiers followed him in his quest to capture Terta.
Terta didn't look back as she continued to run, her destination just before her, but Captain Hald would not have it and ordered an all-out assault.
"Capture her at once! Dead or alive!"
"Sir! Permission to cast a Teleportation Spell, sir!" a soldier requested.
"Granted! Make it the Rosanine dungeon!"
"Sir!"
The soldier ran ahead and began to chant his spell. As magic formed around his body he cast the spell on Terta and magic began to appear around her.
'No! If the spell succeeds…' Panic flooded Terta's mind as she realised how close her destination was and that she might not make it. 'Perhaps…I… No! I won't give in to them! If I can just alter… I must try, I have to!'
Terta gathered her last bit of magic and began to chant a spell. As her own magic began to mix with the soldier's, Terta changed her destination to Earth, the only place where Magi don't exist.
"Rosemary, get your nose out of the book! You're gonna go blind!" Cora shouted, causing Rosemary to jump slightly.
"I apologize, Cora." Rosemary said as she closed her book and removed her green-framed glassed. "It is just so…"
"Fascinating. Now, what are you going to do?" Cora asked as she twirled a lock of her black hair, her hazel eyes focused on Rosemary.
"I am not sure but I am certain that I will know once I have…"
"Consulted your parents. Can't you ever think for yourself?"
"I do think for myself, Cora, but they…"
"Are authorised above you."
Rosemary smiled and Cora released a sigh.
"When are you going to drop the whole act? You know you don't have to act so perfect around me." Cora asked.
"I am well aware of that, Cora, but I enjoy the way I speak. I have no desire to change my ways."
"Whatever. I do have a question, though."
"I do not know, so please do not pressure me." Rosemary answered, giving her friend a smile. "I do not know him so well and I am not ready yet."
"Suit yourself, but may I say…"
"No, you may not. May I please request that we change the subject?"
Cora groaned but chose to do as Rosemary asked.
"The park's not too far from here, so wanna go there?"
At Rosemary's nod, Cora led the way.
Terta appeared in the centre of Gardenia Park just as she lost all her energy. Falling to the ground, she breathed deeply and slowly, trying to prolong her life, if only by a few seconds. However, she knew her time was coming. She had lost too much blood due to her injuries as she had fought the army and she had no energy left. Several people rushed forward as they saw her fall, all either offering help or calling Emergency Services.
'I need to… transfer… my powers… If I don't… the magic… will die out…'
"Ma'am, where are you bleeding?"
"They're on their way, just stay strong!"
'These humans…'
Terta's eyes slowly became blurry as she searched around for a way to transfer her powers. She had no other choice but to give it to a human but that was impossible.
'No one… they wouldn't… understand… the gift…'
Sirens sounded in the background but Terta didn't hear them.
"Ma'ma, here they are! Just hang in a while longer!"
The crowd was becoming larger and her vision became worse but still she could not transfer her powers. Her life was fading away and she couldn't cling to her life much longer. Two teens pushed themselves forward to see what all the commotion was about, leaving an opening in the crowd, and Terta made a choice as she saw the one thing that she thought she would never see.
'I need to… I can't… hold out… Please, Wishing fairy, please… I wish to transfer my powers to the girl I'm looking at… I truly wish it…'
As the last thought ended, Terta passed away as she felt her powers being stripped from her.
"Gardenia Park. Gardenia's favourite place to relax and enjoy life to the fullest. Many…"
"Cora, please may I request that you do not speak in such a way. I find it quite…" Rosemary interrupted but was cut short by Cora.
"Annoying, I know, but you can't argue with… What in the world?"
"I beg your pardon?" Rosemary asked when Cora changed her sentence.
"There. I wonder why everyone is gathering there. Think something happened?" Cora asked as the two stopped.
"I am unsure and perhaps it would be best if we did not…"
Cora was already part of the crowd before Rosemary could finish her sentence, the crowd growing larger by the second. As Rosemary began to approach the crowd, Cora turned and came back in slow and small steps, her face pale.
"Cora? What has happened?" Rosemary asked with worry in her voice.
"There… is a corpse…" Cora replied in a whisper.
Rosemary walked closer and hugged her friend, Cora crying slightly, as her eyes stayed on the crowd before her, watching as two boys pushed their way through.
'Wishing fairy, please… I wish to transfer my powers to the girl I'm looking at… I truly wish it…'
As if by natural instinct Rosemary scratched her ear, her mind unaware of what she had just done and how she had just sealed her own fate. Paramedics pushed their way through and the crowd parted, revealing Terta to Rosemary. Rosemary's eyes widened and her heart stopped at the image before her.
"What…"
Lying on the ground was Terta, a young woman dressed in a black dress covered in crimson blood, her eyes closed and a smile on her face. As Rosemary took in the sight, her eyes landed on Terta's hand where a small doll lay, its body clean of any blood.
Cora sniffed and freed herself from Rosemary before turning around. Following Rosemary's eyes, she saw Terta and the doll. Her heart stopped when the doll shifted its head and looked right into Cora's eyes. Cora's body froze and her mind stopped working as only one sentence repeated itself: "You are my master and I will kill for you."
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I updated this because if I recall correctly, Rosemary's father was named Gerald. Gerald is also the name of another character's father so I changed this one.
