This was largely inspired by Neferet and Grandma Redbird.
It was an interesting year of practice, from the moment Gabe got a hold of magic everything changed. He spent day after day practicing, memorizing the usage of Latin and Herbs to cast all sorts of interesting spells. The first spell he cast was a ritual to protect his magical things from others. Sort of a notice me not spell, one he cast on a full moon, drawing on it's radiance. To his shock, the moment he first tapped into magic he gained the power to sense things, like a layer of reality was open to his senses. He knew, for sure, that the moon's power was a great thing and through it he could cast magic. That made sense, everything in modern-day Wiccan told him about the power of the moon.
Speaking of Modern Day Wicca, he learned about the elements, the pentagram's true purpose and so many other things. He learned, through these ideas, how to cast and create a talisman to focus his powers without the need for blood sacrifices for everything. The magic would draw on his lifeforce, which sadly was weak given his mortal and human status. His talisman was a lovely silver coin, blessed by blood under the full moon. That ritual was rather fun and exhausting and something he was deeply proud of.
It started by going outside and creating a circle out of salt in a local park, by a tree he felt emanating power. A spell using his blood led him to it just to make sure he wasn't just guessing. Cutting his palm, he scattered his blood around him in a semi-circle. He felt the power rising the moment his blood touched the hallowed earth.
With a steady voice, he made his offering, this time in English. He held out his coin in his bloody hand, coating it in his blood.
"Powers above and below, Might of the Earth and Strength of Spirit. Elemental forces, I conjure thee and beseech your aid. Imbue this coin, this talisman, with magic, with might. Let it draw on latent power all life oozes and store it for greater use. Let it be the connective force between me and the magic I am trying to channel and contain. Through this offering of pain and blood, take this from me and grant it the power I desire, I crave."
The world trembled, he felt the coin heat up, so much that he was forced to drop it to the ground. It glowed a harsh red, the blood boiling away and evaporating into the air. The moon itself felt brighter, harsher on his skin... and then it faded away. The power that built up, the magic, the everything. Dropping his gaze down, he grabbed the coin and gasped as he touched it. Magic, pure and steady but very weak, trembled into his skin, his soul... and he knew he was successful.
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Before he knew it, more than a year passed for Gabe and in that time everything changed. He was stronger than ever, able to accomplish a great many things with his mind. With simple focus or a spell, he could start fires, move things with his mind, heal small bruises or cuts, revive plants to full strength with some effort, and so on. He had a connection to the real world he never had before and it was amazing. With a lot of effort he could even read the auras of the people around him, seeing through the veils of magic to see the colorful energy around them though that was so stressful it always gave him a headache.
Everything seemed to be going well in that year, he was graduating early, his foster parents were leaving him alone, and he was magical... all was great!
And then when he got to school, three days before Christmas and the day before break, everything changed. Standing by his locker, was a Tracker Vampyre. He was stunned, horrified and amazed all at once. He could feel power wafting off of the being in waves, seeking him out. Which was odd, since Gabe wasn't even sick like most prefledglings. He felt great, stronger than ever! A byproduct of magic perhaps?
"Do I really want to be a vampyre anymore? I've accomplished so much on my own... but I can gain so much more through this path... " He asked himself... sighing, he knew his answer without thought and approached the vampyre with a clear heart and open mind. "It's about time.?
The Vampyre flinched, then held out his hand. "Gabe Marshall Night has chosen thee, Thy Death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee, hearken to her sweet voice. Your Destiny awaits you at the House of Night!"
A ripple of dark magic shot towards him and smacked into his forehead, he collapsed and before he knew it warmth rushed through his body and he knew his dreams ould come true...
And then another reality hit him.
'Wait, if I fail at this... I die... shit. I guess I have a new project, find a way to survive this and thrive even more. With my magic, it shouldn't be too hard... right?' Shaking his head, his hurried away, out to the parking lot and onward to the House of Night, eager to survive and become as powerful as his path would allow.
Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.
This was a joy to write.
Love, your Ninja Overlord,
Mika.
