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Risa looked up at the star-sprinkled sky. The moon was a darker circle than the surrounding night. She was in the far back of her remote property, on top of a small hill where barely any electrical lighting shined, with nothing but a white robe on. She hoped the lighter color somehow helped keep the magic clean.

Did she really want to do this?

She had called all her well-known prediction agencies and most of the fortunes had came back out of her favor. They'd talked of something called the "white of night" coming to stalk her if she continued on her intended path. But when she looked up the term, there was nothing explaining what it could be. They'd also talked of many negatives coming upon her if she wasn't careful. Risa shook where she stood, hoping they weren't meaning rebounds.

In her mind she felt a bit like a fool for ever running to that evil old book. What it harbored couldn't be real.

She clinched her palms and shook her head.

No. It had to be real. Magic was real. Dark and his wings were real. Her heart needed it to be true. And that is what pushed her past her lingering fears. Tonight, she was going to go through with her plan and set the motions in play to make more than one of her dreams come true.

Nimble fingers untied the cotton belt at her waist and she slipped out of the single garment. Nothing but smooth skin and petite curves, Risa took a huge red candle and lit it, placing it in front of her, at the edge of the circle etched deeply into the ground. The red represented blood, and therefore everything life could offer.

Backing away and stepping into the middle, Risa took a similar yellow candle and lit it. This represented time, and therefore change. She placed it at what would serve as the back of the circle.

A small breeze blew in the dark night and Risa shivered, feeling exposed on the highest level. The flames of the candles flickered eerily. "Concentration," she snorted disbelievingly, raising an arm to cover the slight swell of her breast and raised nipples. This was uncomfortable. Highly uncomfortable.

She moved and gathered a few pink rose petals she'd plucked earlier. The old book hadn't said anything about involving nature, but she was going to abide by what she felt was best, and that didn't include calling on the dark forces. Either nature agreed that this should be, or it wouldn't be happening.

"Alright," she breathed and closed her eyes, preparing to begin. This had to be done just right; timed just right. She kissed the soft petals for luck and let the breeze take them from her, then lifted her arms high above her, toward the New Moon and chanted while she twirled in a tight circle inside the bigger one.

"Powers that be, listen. Hear my words from lips glistened."

Risa paused, kneeling to one knee, lowering her arms to extend them straight out – one in front and the other behind her, palms down, rotating her wrists and switching her hands by turns over the different candle flames.

"Change is all I ask for this task. To show a bro a lesson."

She stopped her movements and pressed her warmed palms just above her breasts.

"From male to female, gain. This my will so mote it be."

The ritual and chant part complete, a strange bubbling of air caressed her naked body. She opened her eyes abruptly, seeing the petals she'd released dancing next to her, softly gliding over her hips and arms.

Something was happening! Should she continue? … Yes.

She walked to the edge of the circle and reached out for the small kitchen knife, being very careful not to step a toe out of the line. Now came the cursing part. She stepped back to the middle and lifted one arm and pointed to the heavens.

"Satoshi Hiwatari, I become ready to curse you!" She lowered her hand to make a small cut on her index, wincing at the pain that bit at the digit. "With my blood to mark you, I will rank you below me until you can prove yourself as my equal!" She touched a small amount of blood to the tips of her opposite hand's fingers, then raked them down her chest toward her lower abdomen, leaving messy, incomplete streaks running down her front.

As she lifted her arm back toward the New Moon, something cold and empty speared through her gut in unforgiving force. Wind threw her long brown hair straight up into the air. The candles around suddenly melted into the perfectly etched line of the surrounding circle. The liquid wax turned black and the flames of the renegade wicks quickly died, leaving her to collapse on the ground alone and virtually sightless.

Had she done something wrong? Was this a rebound?

With wide doe eyes, Risa glanced at her front, seeing no wound and not much else. It didn't really hurt – not anymore, but she felt so weak. What had happened? She closed her eyes, and by the time she opened them the sky was beginning to show signs of lightening.

She rose easily enough to her feet and grabbed her robe, racing back to the mansion, leaving her items behind to be picked up at another time. No one would find them out there anyway. Later she would notice the tiny black circle on her index where she'd cut herself and the two small dots that decorated inside it.

All she had to do was touch who it was meant for and her wish would happen. Satoshi wouldn't be able to stop her; he wouldn't see it coming. And once it was done it would be too late to do anything about it. It was perfect.

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