Grey – Prologue

Cassern


Prologue:

Julian's POV

I grew up in a family of witches, we were also a coven and at a young age I've discovered that I can't produce my own magic but I could siphon it, I like to call myself a siphoner-witch. It didn't seem like a problem at first until my family made it a problem, they would neglect me, called me an abomination of nature, treated me like I was a lesser witch. All except my Older Brother Logan but I'll talk more about him later.

I'm just as powerful as any other witch when I siphon magic but the magic I siphon doesn't last long, anyway, I digress. The point is I hate my family, well, except for my Older Brother, Logan. He's a witch, he can produce his own magic but he doesn't rub it in my face like the rest of my family. In fact, he created a ring for me, where if I were to siphon magic it would stay in the ring indefinitely and it wouldn't run out in a few hours, which what usually happens when I siphon magic.

I used to feel like a junkie every time I siphon magic, trying to keep the feeling of having magic but ever since Logan created this ring for me I'm starting to feel normal, I guess. On my sixteenth birthday, my family dropped a bombshell on me, they exiled me because I'm not like normal witches. Where am I supposed to go, I'm still a teenager. God! This family makes me want to hate all witches but I don't and I can't. I just hate this family.

My Older Brother Logan, went into exile with me, I can't believe he… up ended his whole life just for me. We moved to new town in California, it's called Beacon Hills, there's a weird energy in this town and there is magic here, I can feel it. I asked Logan why did he choose this town, he told me that he felt drawn here, weird answer.

Logan was a police officer in our hometown and now he'll be a deputy in the Beacon County Sheriff's Station and he enrolled me in school, yay. I guess, you could say I never liked school, I mean I like studying and learning part but it's the people that I don't like, so I guess will see how this goes. I'll be a junior, I guess you could say I skipped a grade, so two more years of school and maybe college, who knows. I just hope nothing gets in the way of my relatively peaceful life, because the last thing I want is trouble.