This is my second entry to "Red as Crimson." I hope everyone likes it!

I followed my grandma to the dining room table. I expected her and my mom to sit down with me, but instead they paced across the room in almost perfect synchronization.

"Okay, mom, what's going on with me?" I asked anxiously. But instead, grandma answered me again.

"Well dear, something weird is happening to your body. What's going on with you happened to both me and your mother at the age of 17. This has happened to every woman in our family since the dawn of time. As with many other families in this world. Th--"

I interrupted her. "Grandma! I don't know what you're talking about," I said breathlessly. I was getting very impatient and I wanted to know what was happening to me. "Please just tell me what's going on!"

"Okay. As I said before, this has happened to both your mother and I, it's a weird thing that occurs in our bodies at the age of 17, that turns us into something un-human. In this day and age, people would call us witches."

"Woah woah woah, are you telling me that I am a witch?" I asked, hoping this was just all a birthday prank.

My mom finally spoke up. " Yes honey, that is exactly what she is saying. I know you didn't ask for this, none of us did, but we've all had to deal with it. Besides, there are many upsides to being one of us, which I'm sure grandma will tell you all about soon enough, but there's something else you need to know about first."

"And what is that?" I turned to my grandma.

"Well, every witch has to go through this on her 17th birthday. It is a competition that goes between two or three families to make it official. You must go across the world to find a secret prophecy and bring it back to the head of all witches and warlocks, Lillian Royale. You will be competing against a young warlock. Jeffrey Stanley."

" And what if I can't win this competition? What if I don't even want to be a witch? When does this even start anyway?" I threw the questions at them both, glad to get all this off my chest.

"To answer your first question, it's alright if you do not win this competition. You will go back to being a normal person. But if you throw the competition, they will take all our powers away." Grandma looked a little sad, but carried on. " To answer your second question, you don't need to want to be a witch, but you must try and win. You may not think you want this now, but trust your mother and I, you will someday. And to answer your third question, the competition starts today, at 12 p.m."

"12 p.m. as in lunchtime 12 p.m.? And how long does this competition take?" I just wanted to get this over with. They wouldn't know if I threw this or not.

"It will take many days to accomplish. You must travel all over the world to track this prophecy."

"But my party's tonight!" I couldn't believe this. Over 60 people were coming to my party tonight. I had all of my stuff ready and everything.

"Yes I know dear, but this is much more important than a silly birthday party."

"You can schedule your party for another night. But you need to get prepared for this. You still need to learn all the rules and how to win," my mom reasoned.

"Well what if I don't want to be a witch? Huh ?" I asked grandma

"Then we will all lose our powers," she answered in a sad voice. And because of that, I knew I would have to do this " competition," because If I didn't, I would have to see my grandma and my mom everyday with those sad looks.

"Fine, I'll do it, but on one condition."

"What is your condition?" my mother asked.

"I want a new car." I said smugly.

"What's wrong with the one you have?" she reasoned.

"Nothing at all, but if im doing this for you, then you're doing this for me." I didn't really need a new car, I loved my car, it was a little red mustang with a white trim, but if I had to do this, I might as well make my mom pay up.

"Alright then." she answered, kind of disappointed.

"So what are they rules to this thing? What kind of powers do I get?" I asked them. My mother laughed at my straightforwardness.

"There are many rules to remember, so I'll have to write them all down for you. And remember, this young warlock is just as shocked as you are. But down underestimate that. The Stanley family hasn't lost a witchlock in over 100 years.

"Im sorry, a witchlock?" This is going to go great, I'm confused already.

"Sorry honey, I forgot, that's the name of the competition.

"Oh," was all I answered. Then I remembered something. "You said I had to go all over the world right?" They nodded. "Well how am I supposed to find this thing?"

"It's in a different place every time. You probably noticed that your eyes are red. Well, that is because it helps you sense which direction you're going in." My grandma answered.

"Can you help me at all?"

"No dear we can't. You must do this all by yourself." I was getting kind of nervous again. I'm 17 years old for crying out loud. How am I supposed to do this? Ugh.

"Alright then, I'm gonna go take a nap then." They were about to say something else, but I just ran up into my room and cried. Why did this have to happen to me? Why was it my family.

After I cried my eyes out for a good half hour, I fell into a dreamless sleep.


Well thanks for reading everyone (: I know its not that good, but this is the first story I've ever written, so hopefully it will get better in time. If you have any suggestions, please review and tell me some (: . I will probably post another entry up if I see some people have reviewed. Please, even if you don't like it, tell me, that way I can work on my writing.