I am so sorry. I know I have other stories to write but this one was in my head for a while now!
Izaya looked outside his window of his now empty apartment. "I'm so glad Namie didn't notice that," he said to himself. What exactly did she not notice? Maybe it was the fact that a vase was about to fall but Izaya used wind magic to put back on the shelf. How exactly could Izaya use wind magic. Isn't obvious?
He's a warlock.
However, not just any warlock but is in fact the reincarnation of Merlin the Wizard himself. The only people who know about his powers are himself and his now deceased uncle Kuroha. His uncle learned from a witch that Izaya was the destined to be one of the most powerful magicians of time. His mother didn't like her magic heritage very much and decided not to learn magic.
Kuroha knew that if Izaya didn't learn magic at an early age he would in even more danger giving off magic aura with lack of control over it and put himself in the hands of evil mages seeking his power. When Izaya was four years old he openly volunteered to watch the boy secretly teaching him magic and eventually telling him who he was.
As soon as he learned that he was Merlin's reincarnation his reaction was different than most people. While most would think this cool Izays was afraid. This started just before he left elementary school and his uncle was foundy with holes in his chest as if someone had stabbed him mutiple times.
It was at this point he decided never to use his magic and do everything by physical skill. When he met Celty and Shizuo he dove himself back into the world of magic using the books Kuroha left for him and even learned how to summon a broom to fly on it. Everything was self taugt though, he could found a witch to help him the young promised himself that absoluty NO ONE would know.
Years passed since then. Izaya never even used his magic outside of his apartment until a paticular man with flaming hands thought it was a good idea to robbed him in an alley.
