Chapter One

Joven was distraught. The day had started off so well. First thing in the morning he was taken off to his harrowing. He was told that he had passed with flying colors. After that when he awoke from a cationic state his best friend Jowan was bugging him about him never going into his harrowing.

"Jowan I know that you're afraid but you're just not ready to go into it yet. If they rushed it you could die! Do you know how much that would hurt your lover?"

Jowan mouth dropped and he started to trip over his words like a child does when they're caught doing something wrong.

"I, uh, you, how!? Jowan stuttered out like an infant.

"Please do you think you could hide it from me? Jowan tut tut tut, I know everything."

By now Jowan somewhat composed himself. "Well then Mr. Smarty-pants, you must know what the plan is."

Joven had been walking away until he heard that. "Well my guess is that you don't want to discuss this in the open now do you? I honestly hope not…"

"Fine, since you're all-knowing then meet me in the chapel in an hour." Said Jowan almost pleadingly. "Oh First Enchanter Irving asked me to tell you to see him."

No sooner had Jowan left then a bunch of apprentices came rushing over to Joven. "Hey no trampling please, what brought you all here today? Was it to look at my amazingness, or just bask in my presents?"

"Oh shut up you over pretentious knife ear!"

Joven turned around to see someone that he hated his entire life. He saw the human bastard in the doorway, smirking. It was Senior Enchanter Nathanile, he was from a nobel family, and thought that all the elves should serve him Joven thought otherwise, and wasent afraid to say so.

"Hey guys someone hand me my staff."

The bastard barley blinked before Joven had a bunch of bugs spinning around him.

"Hahaha, maybe if you bathed more the bugs wouldn't want to be by you so much!"

Joven was about to send the bugs on him when he heard a commanding, yet gentle voice call from the other doorway.

"Joven stop that this instant!"

Joven unsummon all the bugs and mumbled an apology/excuse to the First Enchanter.

"But first Enchanter he-"Joven began.

"First Enchanter the knife ear-."

That's as far as both of them got before they were in paralysis glyphs.

"You are like children fighting over the last cookie." Now come on, you guys know how we settle fights like this."

Joven really hated duels. He was very good at them it's just that he hated pain. When they got to the large dueling area a large crowd had already gathered.

"Wow I cannot afford to lose this mat- waits who's that in the corner?" Joven thought to himself.

He instantly broke the new commer down in his head and reassembled him again. Tall, muscular, gray hairs, warrior, heavy armor, weak spots armpits, thighs, neck face. Joven was broken out of his thinking when he was inside the safety circle. They used it so people could watch without being scorched. Joven felt his opponent, Nathanial start to gather his mana for his first attack. Joven put up a shield. Not around him but very close around Nathanial. He didn't realize it was there until he let his spell fly.

It went about two inches before it hit the shield and bounced right back into his face, making him stumble backwards. Joven then make a ring of fire around him making slowly march inwards until its flames were liking up the sides of his boots. Nathanial then started to gather a large amount of mana in the air around him. It was so thick Joven could almost taste it in the air.

Nathanial then shoved his hand into the ground. Right after Nathanial cast the spell he froze his feet to the ground. Joven then realized, abet too late, what was about to happen. Joven then started swaying back and forth with the floor when he fell. His head hit the ground so hard he was almost certain that it was cracked. He felt the shaking stop and heard someone walking towards him. He looked up with blurry vision, who was that standing above him? What was he doing, and why was he here.

He suddenly remembered what was happening and snapped into action he rolled to his left just as he heard the clang form a sharp staff stabbing the area were his head was moments ago, which now only made contact with the ground. He got up and looked at Nathanial's eyes. They were burning with such fury that Joven thought that they would burn a whole through his head. Joven brought his simple oak staff to parry Nathanial's almost halberd looking staff. There was a large snap as his cut right through Joven's staff. Joven knew that this battle would be almost impossible to win without his staff. But before he could say that he yielded felt a slicing sensation in his arm.

"Aarahggu" Joven did his best to not sound feminine. He sent a blast of scolding water at Nathanial eyes. Only to hear a hissing noise like steam. Joven opened his eyes, which he realized he closed when the halberd met bone, only to see a disfigured version of Nathanial staring back at him. Joven jumped back in surprise when he saw the rage demon. He looked and discovered that the force field was still up. Bastards, he thought to himself, better to let one die then all, at least this will contain it. Joven started to get a spell ready when he felt like something kicked him in the stomach, a sure fire way to know that he was out of mana pulling blood from his arm to power his magic hurt, Joven realized, it hurt really bad. 'They'll probably kill me for what I'm doing." Joven thought to himself.

He then started feel the moisture left in the air, which there was very little of thanks to the lava filled rage demon advancing on him. Once Joven felt one that was large enough he started to duplicate it, over and over again. This process took about four seconds, thankfully because of the enchanted amulet around his neck. Then three things happened at once. Joven released his mini tsunami against the rage demons chest, Joven felt a searing pain as the rage demon grabbed his face, and then Joven's world started to go black.

Joven woke up in the Circle's medical room. He always liked it in here, it had rows of clean white cots laid out, each with restaints. Joven could never figure out what those were for. He saw Wynne standing over him slowly moving her hands over his shoulder and face. He felt the cool, almost cold magic moving over his face. When he opened his eyes he was almost blinded as the bright light of magic passed over it.

"Ouch." Joven said almost nonchalantly.

Wynne looked down at him with concern and relief written on her face.

"Wynne, what's wrong? Your face looks like it's caught between smacking me and healing me."

"Why did you do it? Why did you use blood magic? She almost whispered it.

"I'm not sure if you noticed but that thing was coming after me with murder in its eyes. Also I don't think that the vast amount of my mana that remained with me would be able to defeat it." Joven said the last part with a voice dripping with sarcasm. "And also why was that force field still up, why did no one come help me after he turned?"

"You know that we couldn't risk that thing getting out and hurting people."

"Wynne you're my mentor aren't you kinda supposed to be my fairy godmother."

Wynne sent a small bolt of lightning to the part of Joven's face that was still half melted.

"OUCH." Joven said with really pain this time.

"Do you know what they'll do to you know? At best you'll be killed, if not then they'll make you tranquil." Wynne had tears in her eyes now. "Do you have no self-preservation no fore thought? They will take you away from all of us, you selfish bastard."

This went on for a few minutes, Wynne going from healing him, to screaming obscurities at him. Wynne and Joven both jump at the sound of the door opening. Four people walked in. The First Enchanter, Knight Commander Gregor, the man that was in the corner during his duel, and Jowan, who was in shackles.

"Ahhh you all felt so worried that you came to see me, it just warms my heart. Especially you Gregor, I thought you would be wishing for at least a little maiming."

"Silence malificar, you know that I would never wish that on any one. Which almost happened since you used blood magic." Knight Commander Gregor said.

"Yes, I summoned the demon in there, I was so close to achieveing total mind dominance of every one there, sadly you had to spoil my plans of world domination, so sad." Joven thought that if he put any more sarcasim in that sentence that Gregor would smack him, instead of responding however, he just continued talking.

"Duncan here is a Gray Warden and is conscripting you and Wynne. He then turned to Wynne and said "Wynne, you will be there to help on the battle field."

He then turned back to face Joven. "You will become a Gray Warden, they must be losing power indeed if they accept malificar into their ranks. Joven took all this in stride, until he looked at his friend.

"Just one question, why is Jowan in chains?"

"You must have rubbed off on your friend. He was caught using blood magic to destroy his phalatory. He also said that you were going to help him but you never showed."

Joven shot daggers from his eyes at Jowan. "So first you sold me out, and then you used blood magic when I was fighting for my life. And that's what you wanted my help with?" Jowan, how could you be so stupid!"

"Are you serious you're yelling at me for blood magic? According to other people you did the same thing!"

"In self-defense! And I used my own blood, I didn't hurt anyone else! Joven screamed at him.

They went on like this for a while longer until Duncan stepped in.

"That is enough, Jowan here did not use blood magic against or on his lover, he used it after he was threatened with tranquility and Lily was threatened with escarpment in the mage prison. Now we shall let you discuss this alone because I'm sure everyone else is getting a headache too."

With that the others left Jowan and Joven to their yelling/ staring contest.

"Lily, that's that sister that I caught you staring at. Jowan you're getting hit with a double whammy here. It might have been better if you didn't use blood magic, you didn't even get away!" Maybe that's why they were going to make you tranquil, your magic is pitiful. You couldn't even protect Lil-."

Joven didn't finish that sentence before Jowan smacked him in the face with his cuffed hands.

"Don't you dare talk about her like that, or me, I have power you haven't even seen yet!"

Joven tasted blood on his lips and tried to heal it before Jowan could notice, Jowan did see it. Before Joven realized it Jowan was on top of him, covering his mouth while cutting deeper into it.

"You have no idea what I'm capable of!"

"Yes I do, you're forgetting that we've studied together for years now, I know what you have learned because I have mastered it."

"Well then you must now what this spell does." Jowan started mumbling and Joven felt his insides twist and boil. It was like being cooked on the inside.

"Ahhhhhg, I was talking about normal magic, ahhhh!"

Joven started channeling a mind blast right at the door. It burst open and everyone stared inside. When Knight Commander Gregor saw what was happening he send a smite at Jowan. Jowan went flying through the wall and outside. It was a two story fall and Joven heard a sickling crunch when Jowan hit the bottom. He also heard a cry of victory, the sounds of healing, and shouts from the Templars guarding the front door.

Joven moved his hand to his mouth and started healing. He felt a loud pop as his jaw moved back into place.

Duncan walked into his room and said, "Pack your things now, were leaving.

So how do you guys like it? I am planning on doing this for quite a while please rate and review and all that and peace.