"BEFORE SUNRISE"

(Witch and Wizard: Before Chapter 72)

Byron

I enter the main entrance of Garfunkel's, just minutes before I return back as a weasel again. There was no source of light in the building; just darkness. Since all are asleep during the night, they don't need light and they need to save electricity for other facilities. The moonlight didn't shine its light through the windows since it was too cloudy in the sky. I can hear different snores, echoing through the hallways. "I can't walk at this phase. I might bump into something or someone."

I know. I snap my fingers and flicker a spark of continuous electricity on my hands. "Good idea Byron. You're a genius!" I walk back to the Bed and Bath Department quietly. I peek; making sure no one sees me "Good. Everyone's still asleep."

I place a foot on the department, when suddenly; I hear a snap of two fingers and I see a flicker of light. I quickly dissolve my electricity and hide behind a column. "That was close." I relieve. Strange, the flicker of light wasn't any light of a flashlight; it was neither fire, but electricity. The same procedure I did to make use of electricity as a source of light. I take a quick glance and I was amaze to see that it was the boy, whom I gave my bed to. He was the only witness when I transform back to a human.

"Welcome back, Mr. Weasel." He says as his electric flicker becomes brighter. He leaps out of bed and walks to me.

My body changes, magic aura swirls around me. I return back being a weasel again. "So you saw me earlier?"

"No." he replies. He bends down to me. "Use my senses."

"Senses?" I ask.

"Yeah, kinda. Anyways, my name's Crossley." He pulls out his hand. "I'm a wizard and alchemist."

I hand shake his hand "Byron Swain, necromancer and wizard. Nice to meet you"

"You're a wizard too!" he exclaims. Then among the children groan and Crossley pressed his hands on his lips. "You're a wizard too." He whispers.

"A while ago, yes" I reply "I never knew that some of these children here are magicians.

"Not all of us. Maybe, ten to twenty kids here have powers, excluding you and the Allgoods." He replies.

He continues "You know we need some help in the frontlines later on. We're going to escape some kids in the Overworld Prison. Care to join us?"

I think for a moment. I can't just join them in their raid, not because I need to avenge myself against them. It is because I need to keep a secret to limited people who knew that I am a magician. When the time comes I'll tell them, but for now, not yet. "Sorry, I can't fight like this, in weasel form."

"But you have to do something about it." He replies. He snaps his fingers and electricity flickers in his fingers. "Come, I'm going to show you something." He runs away from the department.

"Hey! Wait for me!" I call as I chase after him.

He stops running and as I get him there, I catch my breath "You're a fast runner." I say, inhaling and exhaling.

He ignores me and says "Look here." he forwards his light unto a bulletin board, showing a collage of countless pictures. On the middle of the bulletin says…

"Gone but never forgotten." I read.

"These were the kids who died on the hands of The One." He says. "Some were exploded by raining bombs. Some were shot by bullets. Some fought bravely and they were killed in the action."

If there were a countless pictures of different kids, then countless lives were killed. This is so unbelievable. I never thought that the New Order would do something like this. His face looks gloomy. "Your friend was killed, wasn't?"

"We're not close. How did you know that?" He asks.

"You seem sad and gloomy." I predict. I then look at each child at every picture. Every child in every picture is smiling. They look and smile upon the camera, to show happy they were before.

"That's why you can't say no," he says. "Imagine, without your help, another picture or another hundred, will be placed on that wall." He looks down on me "I'll ask this one more time. Will you help us and save more lives?"

"I will try." I reply.

He smiles and looks outside by gazing through the hole of the wall. I too gaze and smile through the hole. We both witness the sunrise. The rays of the sun stretch out and shine the night away.