AN: I'm so sorry for not updating another chapter. It has been a busy few days for me, being my birthday and all. But that is all over now and I am dying to get writing again. Thank you to all of the reviews, follows and favourites. It means so much, haha :) Hope this chapter makes up for my short absence.

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You're A Psychic, Noll

Chapter four


Uncle Martin barged into the front room holding a bat with Aunt Luella clinging to his arm. Darren jumped up to his feet and stared at the door as the banging ceased and then it suddenly vanished, just like the glass from the snake incident at the zoo.

Oliver lifted his head from the dirty floor just in time to see a very tall man wearing a trench coat that seemed to be full of bits and bobs. He had black hair that covered one eye and pale skin and chose to wear a rather stoic expression.

The stranger settled himself down on the moth eaten couch and turned to face Martin, "Sorry about the door."

"What are you doing here?" Martin jumped straight to questioning him; he pointed the bat at the stranger and kept his distance.

"You lot can clear out while I have a word with Noll, or you can make me some tea. It was a long journey by motorcycle and I'm quite tired."

Motorcycle, Oliver mused as the memory flashed in his mind. He looked up at the man from across the room; the stranger had yet to notice him. He wondered if he ever would. Why was this man here? Who was he talking about? Why did he want everyone to clear out? Did he really ride here by motorcycle!?

"Noll?" Luella asked, but her tone was not curious.

"Oliver," the stranger corrected himself and glanced at the said boy. "Need to have a quick word and then take him off to buy his things. Now get me my tea or clear off. We need a moment."

"You aren't taking the boy anywhere! I don't even know who you are!" Martin stammered. He moved to go and move Oliver out of the way but was pushed back with an invisible force. He let out a groan as his back hit the wooden wall. Everyone else had their eyes wide but Oliver was momentarily amused.

This stranger was so full of surprises.

"Am I clear?" The stranger's voice was dark and chilled everyone to the bone.

"Cr-crystal." Martin stammered. He grabbed his wife and son and went out of the room and away from the madness.

The stranger stood and walked over to Oliver who was still lying on the floor, his head in his hands. The stranger bowed deeply to show his utmost respect and then stared at Oliver, not moving his gaze. A slight smile tugged on his lips as they stared each other down.

"I'm Lin Koujo," the man introduced himself and that was when Oliver noticed the slight Chinese accent. "And you are Oliver Davis."

"Don't you think I know that?"

"So cocky," Lin muttered but then he straightened his back. "Come with me. I'm going to take you away from here."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Yasuhara's."

"Yasuhara's?" Oliver questions. Who is Yasuhara?!

"You… you don't know who Yasuhara is?"

"Am I supposed to?"

"Yes!" Lin snaps, he glares at where the Davis family had disappeared of to. The anger and fury were evident in his eyes. "What else don't you know?"

"How am I supposed to tell you what I don't know if I don't know?!"

Lin sighed and moved to sit on the moth eaten couch and Oliver sat beside him, their anger and frustration momentarily decreased. "Where to start… you know, you have your mother's eyes but you look like your father."

"You knew my parents?"

"There isn't any soul out there who doesn't know who your parents are, Noll." Lin let a small smile show on his face. "They were amazing extraordinary people. She was a psychic, and he was a wizard. They were powerful and held the greatest power of all; love. And then that day came… thirteen years ago, it must be now."

"What… happened, exactly?"

"You-Know-Who went to their house in the midst of the night. And tried to kill you, Noll, he tried to kill you. When a great wizard or psychic kills one of their own kind they get at least half of that power from the victim. But anyway, You-Know-Who killed your father who had answered the door. Your mother stood by, watching it happen with you in her arms. And then He went for you, but your mother had gotten in the way. So He killed her. But something wonderful happened that night. Your mother sacrificed herself in the name of love and that was what protected you. The power of love."

"Who is this person? This You-Know-Who?"

"I can't say."

"And why can't you."

"I just…"

"You just?"

"Ugh. Eugenius! There! I said it!"

"Now was that so hard?" Oliver was rather amused by this person who sat before him. The mere fact that someone refused to say a single person's name was amusing in another sense. And this man, Lin, who he considered to be rather brave and a little intimidating, couldn't say a name!

He had to suppress a smirk.

"Well my point is, Noll, that you don't belong in this world. With those muggles, especially ones like your family ear wigging us over there."

Oliver's eyes briefly glanced towards the door as he heard a yelp and a hiss to be quiet but then he turned back to Lin, giving his family no mind at all. "You said muggles. What are those?"

"They are people who aren't like us."

"Like what?"

"Wizards or psychics."

"Like magic and spirits and powers?"

"Yes. It's nice to know that you aren't that uneducated," Lin yawned. "What else do you know?"

"Not much really. Magic is magic. Spirits are linked in wit ghosts and demons and the like. And powers vary. You can read people's minds, move things with your own willpower, or even levitate objects."

"I wouldn't have expected any less from you, Noll. In fact, I might even be a little disappointed. Why couldn't those muggles have taught you about Yasuhara's!? This is wasting my time. We could have already been down to The Alley by now and got your stuff."

"My stuff?"

"Your books and that, Noll!" Lin glared at the door as the handle turned and in walked Martin Davis. "Instead those stupid muggles had to keep you in the dark. I'm surprised that you haven't been locked up."

"…the cupboard." Oliver murmured.

Lin stood to his feet and seemed to tower over Martin. "Have you no pride!? Keeping this beloved child locked in a cupboard for the majority of his life when their isn't a child out there in my world who doesn't not know who he is… that was despicable. I'll have to tell Yasuhara about this immediately."

"Yasuhara this, Yasuhara that…" Martin muttered, a sour look on his face.

"Don't," Lin began dangerously. "Bad mouth Yasuhara in my presence."

Lin turned to the quivering Darren in the corner of the room and used an invisible force to push him up against the wall. His eyes narrowed as Luella tried to go near him. But Lin whistled and she was thrown back to in a heap on the floor. Martin gulped and stared at the man with terror in his eyes.

"Never say anything like that again."

Martin nodded his head furiously and dropped the bat that he had clung to. He stuttered, "Now that you have had your chat, you should get going. Leave us alone."

"Oh, I'll leave you alone alright. Come Noll, it's time to leave for The Alley. There are people depending on us to arrive there at a certain time."

Oliver got up from the moth eaten couch and began walking towards the doorway where Lin was waiting.

"I almost forgot. Happy birthday, Noll." Lin handed him and squashed cake and a single letter inside a yellow envelope with a pretty little red stamp on the back. Knowing what it was immediately, Oliver opened it and his eyes scanned over the page. Reading it and re-reading it.

Dear Mr Davis,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Yasuhara's School of Psychics and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on the 1st of September. We await your telepathic response by no later than July 31st.

Yours sincerely,

Matsuzaki Ayako

Deputy Headmistress

"So this is what your… world has been trying to tell me for the past few weeks." Oliver mused to himself as he put the letter in his back pocket.

He and Lin walked outside into the now clear blue skies, away from the 'muggles' who were the Davis's.

"One last thing," Lin turns to Oliver. "Don't tell anyone about what you just saw there. You aren't allowed to do magic in front of muggles or outside of Yasuhara's until you are at a certain age. I don't want anyone thinking it's okay. I'm not allowed to do magic."

"That's all well and good, but why aren't you supposed to do magic."

"That's because once upon a time ago, I got expelled from the school and a banish was put upon my powers."