A boom echoed throughout the room coating the walls with sauced pumpkin. An angry groan that might have put Dowager King Adam to shame rang out. The cement walls contained it all with ease, but Fairy Godmother wished there could be a way to push out the negativity that is locked in the body of the young fairy. Her mother's hold is still strong.
"It's a pumpkin to a carriage," Mal growled, "Why can't I do this?"
"My dear," Fairy Godmother bit her lip, "what are you thinking about when you cast your spell?"
"What? I am thinking about making this work or I'm going to quit." Mal wanted to throw the blasted wand against a wall, but something in her realized the inherent need to protect. "I could do magic just fine with my spell book."
"Yes, but your intent for that magic was evil, correct?" Mal turned to her mentor. "Mal, good magic is unselfish. It's pure and determined to do nothing but what is best for those under its protection." How do we go about expelling the evil tug that still remains?
"But I've chosen good," Mal cried. "I've accepted the burden, what am I missing?"
"I'm not sure yet."
"What do you think it is?" Mal's eyes pleaded with the head mistress. The old fairy's heart broke because her apprentice truly didn't know the hold her background still held on her thoughts and on her heart. Tears of confusion and frustration captured Mal's emerald eyes.
"Mal, I think you need to see, talk to and let go of your mother and sever the strings that she still holds."
"Mother?" Suddenly understanding filled her face.
"Yes, and I think you should go to the island as well." Mal nodded. "I'll arrange for your trip tomorrow instead of training."
"Yes, Godmother," Mal hugged the wand to her chest hoping its belief in her would give her strength.
"You shall go incognito. You are just going to observe. I want you to go to old haunts and just remember feel what you would've felt when you were there and see how far you've grown from that. Recognize where all that still holds strong and fight against it." She put a hand on Mal's shoulder. "Evil will never truly go away. The powers of evil are truly strong, but the power of good is overwhelming."
"Do you think I'll ever be rid of the evil ingrained in me?"
"No, Mal." Fairy Godmother drew her close. "You were born of evil to do good. You need both sides to fight for what is truly good."
Mal nodded, handed back the wand and went to the door. She knew that she had to mentally prepare for the task ahead, but tonight she needed to be with her friends.
Fairy Godmother inspected the worn out tool in her hand. The ribbon of lavender had widened since the last time, and even now was starting to sport a thin line of emerald green. Godmother sighed and lifted her eyes to the ceiling. Six stories above her is a young lady that needs strength, but has the potential to do great things. Mal, you are truly special and I know that you are ready for the challenges ahead... Good Luck.
Author's Note:
What do you think for Mal's first training session. Do you think Fairy Godmother's solution could be the key to unlocking Mal's true potential? Let me know in the comments.
I want to thank you all for your incredible patience with me. I still have so many ideas for this story and I am not going to stop until I have officially run out of them. So I ask for your continued patience and wonderful comments as I continue to balance real life with my fictional life.
I don't know if I've mentioned this but I am a college student, so I am trying really hard to balance my time accordingly. I feel I haven't been fair to my loyal readers by not explaining what is going on.