(A/N: sorry this is shorter than I would have liked it to be. I've had a lot of writers block and writers laziness with this fic and I really just want to move on to the action lolz. I plan to introduce more about the witches and they're magic in the next chapter along with some other witches-in-training and stuff. Oh and I found lots of typos in the last couple of chapters but I'm too lazy to fix them xD)

The first thing that Onyx did the next morning (after getting dressed of course), was to borrow her mom's car and drive over to Brandon's house. She knew that her grandmother had forbidden her to tell anyone what she was but…Brandon kind of already knew didn't he? He knew about her telekinesis and now that she knew why she had it, Onyx believed that he had a right to know too. Besides, friends didn't keep secrets like that and she felt that she'd kept her telekinesis a secret far too long.

She walked up the steps to his porch only to find that Brandon was already waiting for her, with the door wide open.

He shrugged, seeing her look and said, "I figured that you'd come over early to find out my little secret thing." He invited her inside and led her up to his room. He motioned for her to sit down in the chair at his desk and sighed. "Where to start…"

Of course, after the nights revelations with her grandmother, Onyx already had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that she already knew that Brandon was. "Well I found out why I can-"

"I already know why," he interrupted.

"Huh? You do? But…how? Did my grandma tell you? Or did you just figure it out when I told you about my powers?"

"None of those. Ever since I've met you, I've know what you are. And even then when I moved here, I was told of a witch with Djinn blood in her veins at the school by some…higher-ups you could call them."

"Brandon, what the fuck are you talking about?"

Now Brandon was looking beaten, like he'd done something wrong and had to face up to the punishment. "I'm a Djinn, Onyx. But I'm not just any Djinn- I'm your Djinn teacher." He saw her eyes widen slightly but she didn't look too surprised at the news that he was a Djinn and he continued before she could interrupt with more questions. "I was chosen at infancy as your teacher by your Witch's Council. They decided that your teacher be someone close to your age to make you more comfortable. I was chosen and began training earlier than other Djinn children, and I was told at a young age that it was because I was meant to train a half-witch part-Djinn child how to use her powers when she was older. I finished my training during the summer after my 15th birthday and I was sent to live here and put in the same school as you. I was told that I would be able to sense which girl was the one I was meant to train but half-way through the school year I had no luck, so I purposefully pulled the stunt with the teacher and set his car on fire. When you came up and talked to me about it, I knew that you were the one."

Onyx's eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. "You mean that you've only been friends with me because you were 'chosen' to train me?! Bastard!" She felt anger- and hurt- rising up within her. Brandon was the first friend that she ever had, and now it seemed that her entire friendship with him was a lie, a cover-up for the fact that he was only hanging around her because he'd have to help train her one day. The feeling was worse than the realization she came to years ago when she learned that she'd always be the friendless loner.

"Onyx its not like that!"

"Oh really? That's not how it sounds like, you fucking- UGH!" She turned and stormed off to the door, completely pissed off now. First he admits that he lies, and now he tries to twist it around so that it doesn't sound the way that it really is? She wondered if that's what her grandmother meant when she said that Djinn were "disgusting creatures". From what she knew from her random web searches, Djinn were tricky, manipulative creatures made of fire that could grant three wishes to humans that usually always backfired.

Brandon skidded in front of her, blocking her path. "Please, Onyx, just hear me out!"

"Why the fuck should I? Now get out of my way before I fucking curse you or something!"

"We both know that you don't know how to cast a single spell! Let alone a curse!" Brandon sighed. "Onyx, I'm your friend. I swear. Yes, I only came here to train you and originally, yeah I did plan on faking friendship-"

"You really aren't helping your case much," she snarled, glaring daggers at him as she interrupted.

Brandon looked at her unblinkingly, not at all put off by her aggression. "But when I met you and started talking to you, I realized that I didn't need to fake it. We have so much in common and I really have enjoyed your friendship- even if you do scare me sometimes. I've never faked being friend. Never. C'mon, Onyx you know me. Why would I lie to you? I would have told you what I was and what you were if I could but I was put under a binding spell that I couldn't tell you anything until after your 16th birthday when your grandmother had a chance to tell you the simple basics." He looked at her sincerely, and Onyx could tell that he was telling the truth- and it wasn't just by his look. It was like she had some sort of 6th sense whenever it came to if she was being lied to or tricked. Its something that she's always had and it sure has been useful.

Onyx let out a defeated sigh, but the harshness of her glare didn't subside. She was still angry, but now not as much at Brandon as she was before. Though that didn't change the fact that she was still pissed of.

"So…I'm a witch and you're a Djinn who's supposed to be my teacher- anything else I know?"

"Yeah just about every other Djinn will hate you for being mostly Witch. Our kinds don't exactly get along very well."

"But we get along fine and you've known what I am all along."

"Yeah but…most of my kind are pretty prejudiced towards witches and vice versa."

"Why?"

"Because of origins. Witches don't exactly know where they're power comes from but Djinn are convinced that it happened because a Djinn had a child with a human and the child had powers. According the legend, the boy fell in love and wanted a human girl to have the same powers as him and started granting her wishes- more wishes than he was supposed to grant. Somehow his powers were different from a Djinn's and it's a coming belief that he and his lover became the first witches. There's also a gender thing that goes on, most Djinn are males- females are rare or they don't always survive whereas for Witches it's the opposite with males being the rarity."

"Wow, this its like, extreme racism."

"Yeah pretty much."

"So where do Djinn come from."

"…I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?!"

"It's a carefully guarded secret known only by the Osric Djinn and his or her successors. The most we know is that we are made of fire."

"And witches are magic…"

"Down to your very blood, 'Nyx."

"So…are there other magical beings?"

"Yes, but it's not my job to tell you what they are or how they came to be, only to help you control your Djinn magic."

Onyx sighed slightly and stared out the window. "Well…so much for this being another boring high school year. I guess I really am a demonic freak," she said with a wry smile.