A/N: I'm putting up the next chapter. Yeah right after the first one, aren't I nice? I dunno if the last was a cliffy but w.e. Enjoy! Yeah, I excluded her name until now cause it was a secret, shhh! *Or maybe I'm just weird. Oh yeah sorry but this girl has to be with Draco cause it just wouldn't fit my plot line if they weren't together! *Sob I'm sorry (Sydney Wood, your review is most appreciated)
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Disclaimer: I own nothing except Kylu, the Magus people, the plot and other stuff I haven't thought about, yet.
Right in front of Kylu laid Ando, her older brother. His lifeless eyes gazed into her horror filled ones. She tarred her eyes away from his corps and looked around the grounds.
Fire, all consuming fire.
The ground was burnt, the wooden frames of their houses blazed like signal lights. Cries for help and screams of pain echoed through her body. Not even conscious of what she was doing, she stood up in a trance to see the remains of her village. Kylu saw Nikki, a four-year-old girl, crumpled on the ground whimpering and beside her was her father, Uncle Bonta, dead. Kylu didn't know where everyone was; maybe they ran for the forest. Her vision became all blurry with unshed tears as she lost her sense of direction and stumbled to the ground. It was too much, today was the day of the feast, her mind screamed, everything was supposed to be perfect not wrong like this, no, not wrong like this. Her breaths came in gasps and her chest burnt with unnameable pain. She felt like curling up in a ball and surrendering to unconsciousness. This couldn't be real; this couldn't be what was left of her life. She felt around on the grass and found a cool metal edge was comfort. Could she do it? What was left anyways, she thought bitterly, it was better then letting them take me alive. She opened her eyes and looked at the shining blade basking in the moonlight. The light reflected off it showing the intricate designs of magic engraved into the body of the dagger.
It was then that she heard it. A voice so melodious that she swayed to its song. The knife found it's way into its rightful place, on her belt. Like a beacon shining bright in the mist she concentrated on it, closing her eyes.
(I'm only going to do the English version)
Spirit, Spirit Mage born at midnight.
Your powers are awoken but this is not your fight.
Grow they will but until then you must flee
The temple holds the key …
(Ok, ok so I shouldn't write songs when I grow up plz. don't flame me)
Her eyes glowed with unearthly power, lightened by new resolve and strengthening of spirit. The moonlight shown upon her dark black hair enchanting it with moon sparks*. She knew what she must do; she got up and ran. Swiftly she wove through trees, vines and plants. Her feet didn't even seem to touch the ground. Halfway there she stopped. Someone evil was coming towards her down the same path. Intentions so cruel were playing in his mind that her eyes widened. She looked up and saw that he was levitating a girl. She let out an audible gasp when she recognised her best friend, Jade, floating unconscious behind the beast. Not thinking twice she cast a silencing ward on her self (using wand less magic) and pulled out her blade.
As he walked past her, she stealthily crept behind him and grabbed him around the neck from behind, pulled out her glistening dagger and whispered fiercely, "This is for my whole fucking family you bastard. I hope you rot in hell and rue the day you decided to attack our village."
Even before she ended her sentence she started gliding the sharp blade against the material covering his neck.
Blood.
The warm ruby liquid flowed over her hands bathing them in sin.
Too much.
She cried out in astonishment quickly removing her blade, the blood quickly disappeared from the blade and handle. Franticly she placed her blade in her belt and sprinted to the temple. It was safe there, she could pray for forgiveness and stay there until the evil men had left. The winding path proved to be a journey of terror and fear. The shadows seemed to move on their own accord, reaching out to her, to grasp her. Never had she viewed the forest as an enemy, until now.
Yet the site of the temple comforted her. The majestic stones carefully engraved with messages in the old tongue, Magus Itgmti, had become the only thing that kept her going. She ran her bloodied fingers over the writing, a small sad smile playing on her lips, as she entered the temple, her sanctuary. There was another statue of the forest goddess dominating the simple interior. She smiled down upon Kylu. The girl knelt down at the base of the statue and prayed for forgiveness and blessings for her family. She prayed for those who died: innocent and evil. It did not matter for life was sacred. When she had finished she stood up and turned her back to the statue, crying softly. Fate seemed to be working against her.
Suddenly the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, she shivered. An eerie music seemed to be playing somewhere; it was low but it echoed off the walls. The voice, she knew that voice. Kylu gasped in surprise, rooted to the spot, to scared to move. She felt the hand graze her shoulder lightly then moving to a tare in the robe covering her right shoulder, it parted the material. Kayla could feel that part of her shoulder blade grow goosebumps. Soft lips where pressed to the bare skin, they kissed the skin sending a wave of comforting heat through Kylu's body.
" You have been blessed Kylu Magus, my forest child. That is my mark upon your shoulder; do not forget it. I wish you luck on your journey…"
A feeling of placidity swept through her as she recognised the voice. It had been the one who sang to her, the voice of the forest goddess. She had blessed Kylu. She moved to lie down on the floor and only noticed the man standing in the opening a second too late…
"Stupify"
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*Moon sparks: small glowing fairies that bring comfort to one going through pain. What ever the moon light touches glows and sometimes the colour of the object will change. It depends on the type of moon spark (these ones were blue)
A/N: This just isn't her day! Ha, oh well. That's it folks, tune in next time for another breath taking, suspenseful episode of EFLOA MAGUS! YAY! Cheer, everyone! *Dead silence, crickets chirp*. Anyways, *cough* please review and I'll love you forever. I'm sorry this is a Draco/OC story. Ginny has to be with someone else, so who should that be? Tell me in your review. You know the thing you were going to write in about five seconds? *Grins*
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