The Beginning
"WON'T YOU EVER GET THIS DAMNED SPELL RIGHT?!" my magic professor was yelling at me.But he only ever yelled at me when he knew that he was teaching the lesson wrong. He had warned me of this when he started teaching me. Professor Black had taught my mother when she was a little girl herself.
"I'm sorry my dear, but I am afraid I am just getting old in my age is all." Professor sat down in his wooden chair and sighed. Finally he dismissed me from my lesson. Before I left I kissed him on the cheek. He was treated as family.
Around dinner time there was a lot of banging on the front doors of the castle. My father stood, and said;
"Willow, my darling, please do me and your mother a favor, go to your room." Then to an mistress; "please escort Willow and stay with her. I was too preoccupied with my thoughts to notice exactly what mistress my father had sent with me.
I sat in silence wondering what could possibly going on in the Grand Hall. I got up and started pacing around my bedroom.
"Ms. Willow, would you please stop bothering yourself like this? You know your parents say it 'tis unhealthy for such a young girl to worry herself with others' troubles." Says my mistress Dora.
"Oh, who cares what my parents say! They know I never listen anyways." I stated firmly, all the while flailing my arms about. Mistress Dora chuckled.
"You know, your mother and father have always said you would- and are- a free spirit. Free as a Willow."
"Yes I know. And that 'tis how I have gotten my Name."
CRASH!
We nearly jumped out of our own skins!
BANG!
And again! What could all that racket be?! All of a sudden my door burst open with my father and the professor barging in. they were covered in blood and I was horrified. What had happened? My father took me by the shoulders and told me to listen to him closely.
"Willow, you must hide. The castle is under attack by the Night Creatures. They must not find you!" it wasn't until much later that I would find out what he meant. But all I knew of right now is that when he stepped away, he was drove through the heart with a blade.
I screamed.
Darkness.
I could feel myself trying to fight back, trying to perform a spell.
Darkness again.
Then I was falling into Nothingness.
Was I alive? Or, was I dead?
To this, I did not know the answer.