Chapter 4
Hadrian sighed as he laid down the last of the books that he borrowed from the library that week.
It really was unfair that he could only borrow three books at a time.
He knew this was a restriction that only he and the other orphans had not that they even cared since they probably haven't read three books in their entire lives let alone in a two week span.
But Hadrian didn't expect Life to be fair he didn't even believe in it.
Every day he studied and planned for his future.
He knew he was extremely smart and special nothing like the idiotic commoners that infested the orphanage that he was stuck in.
One day they would regret the way they restricted him but right at this moment he was absolutely bored and restless.
He felt a surge from his necklace and his hand automatically came up to grasp the cross that hung from his neck.
His fingers traced the engraving that spelled his name.
The necklace was another indication that he was special.
It has been around his neck since the day he arrived at the orphanage if not longer.
Whomever dropped him off left him on the front porch in a basket, no note and no blanket in November.
The matron who found him once told him when he was six years old about the day he was found.
She said he was surprisingly warm when she pulled him out of the basket. They looked everywhere for a note but none was found and the only type of identifications they found was the name Hadrian on his cross. So that was his name Hadrian Cross.
Even at six Hadrian had a hard time not rolling his eyes at this.
Another pulse and Hadrian relaxed a little.
The cross was pure gold.
He only knew this because the orphanage had people come and look at it over the years.
They were always very excited and happy to take the necklace off the poor orphans hands.
Hadrian only ever smirked at them and did not fight as they tried to take the necklace from him.
He even once was given a pound before the man tried to take it off.
Hadrian quickly put it in his pocket and wished it safe and hidden with all of his might.
After an hour the man gave up tugging and pulling and finally resigned himself that he wouldn't be getting the necklace Then he demanded the pound back but it was no longer in Hadrian's pocket.
Since Hadrian was standing in front of him the whole time he couldn't accuse him of hiding it.
Later when Hadrian was putting on his shoes he felt something inside one of them and their was the pound.
He first noticed his wish magic (embarrassingly this is what he called it at five years old) when he was surrounded by some of the older children. They were demanding his necklace and pushing and kicking him.
He wished to get away and pop he was back in his room.
That day was the most exciting because he was more special than even he thought and the worse because now the other children didn't just think he was a freak they knew it.
He practiced his wish magic every chance he got but was dissatisfied.
It got him out of some close calls and even provided extra food when he was very hungry but it only worked some of the time.
Hadrian needed not only be able to protect himself he needed to have them fear him. When he was done with them they wouldn't even dare to look his direction.
When he was eight he found the oldest boy in the orphanage John who was 17 years old standing in his room holding his pound.
"Give it back ! " Hadrian demanded
John paused almost unsure then shook his head "no freak boy, what are you going to do tell? No one will believe you."
John started heading towards the door and Hadrian didn't feel like wishing he never felt so angry in his life.
"Hurt him! Make him bleed! " Hadrian commanded.
And then there was screaming and blood everywhere and his room was suddenly filled with people who started screaming too once they saw John .
Hadrian just stood as far back as he could and watched the faces of horror and fear run across everyone's face his fist tightly wrapped around his pound and fighting to keep a smile off his face and then everything went black.
Since then he worked with his magic so much that sometimes he could just think something and it happened.
In the beginning he would become very tired if he used his magic too much.
He didn't pass out like he did that first time with John but he wouldn't be able to walk or use more magic for hours.
But every day he got stronger and feeling his magic became easier.
The children no longer teased or tried to steal from him.
Another pulse from his necklace and Hadrian was starting to think a nap might be a good idea.
He stood to do just that when someone knocked on his door.