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AN: I apologize once more for the lack of updates, work schedule got much busier and the ADHD kicked my ass in regards to sitting down and writing this chapter. So while the chapters may not come as frequently I will compensate and make the longer. Anyway enough blabbering and on to the chapter.
Njal was a busy man today. While he was normally busy with either work or taking care of his daughters today was especially busy. After all today was the first day of Annabeth and Katie's training. More specifically, their magic training. He had thought of starting with melee weapons but then realized that they wouldn't be able to always pull them out, even if he put an illusion enchantment over the weapons. Afterall the mist may cover Greek weapons but it didn't cover the ones he had, and enchantments only do so much...at least on starter weapons. So magic would be what they first learned because not only is versatile but can be used to conjure bound weapons if need be.
"Where in oblivion did I put that book?" Njal mumbled and scratched his beard in thought. He had way too many books and was looking for the book Reality and Other Falsehoods, as he already had the other tomes on the basics of magic and their governing schools. Though it appeared to be not in the right spot and his memory seemed to failing him in regards to where it went. Hey, he was nearly 200 years old and had better things to do then remember where he put every single piece of literature he owned, give him a break.
"*sigh* If Urag saw this I would never hear the end of it. Annabeth to for that matter, she always….couldn't have bothered to ask me?" Njal stated to himself as realization on wear the book went hit him. Annabeth swindled it out when she and Katie must have left to go back to bed after their, in Njals mind, way too long of talk. He couldn't help but smirk at how his oldest sought out to learn all she could. It put a nice feeling of pride in Njal, like ripping out a Thalmor's spine and beating their comrades to death with it, except not as violent...or bloody. Well maybe violent, as Annabeth did not like to relent in any regard like her sister, which consequently led to some major fist fights between the two. Though they soon made up after words.
"Katie didn't steal anything as well right?" Njal asked himself as he then inspected the Alchemy table and any relating books to the subject. Sure enough some Giants toe, Deathbell, and Void Salts were missing. Luckily those did jack with each other and his daughter wouldn't accidentally kill herself. With a sigh Njal made his way up the staircase to the main part of the house to find his two girls. Having the senses of a werewolf made this much easier, though a detect life spell would have done just fine as well. Njal stopped in front of a cabinet door that Annabeth used to hide from Katie whenever they played hide and seek. It may have been super effective against her younger sister but on her dad...not so much.
"BOO!" Njal yelled with a smirk as Annabeth let out a very girly scream and jumped from her crouched position. Njals smirk grew bigger as Annabeth looked at him with a puppy eyed look and began to sniffle.
"Now, now, that look may have worked when you and your sister were younger but alas I have become immune." He stated as his daughter huffed and crossed her arms. Njal picked up the book he was looking for from the ground and looked at his daughter, who had the common decency to look sheepish.
"And why did you take this from my library?" He asked her.
"It looked interesting, and I wanted to read it." Was her reply.
"You didn't ask because…..?" Njal sated leaving room for her to answer. He wasn't mad at her he just liked messing with his children from time to time like any good parent should. Keeps things lax and not that tension filled, and in a household of people whose minds are wired for war and fighting thats a good thing to have.
"Uhhh...you...looked….busy.?" Annabeth slowly and half- assely answered. In all honesty she could have asked but when the mind says take something, you take it.
"Right. Anyway have you seen your sister." Njal directed the conversation onto finding his other sneaky daughter.
"She's in her room looking at the things she took from the Alchemy table." Annabeth quickly threw her sister under the metaphorical bus.
"Well then if thats all take that book and head down stairs to the sanctum. I will fetch your sister and be down there in a bit. Oh…..don't read anything while you're alone down there, some of those books are…..best left unopened." Njal cryptically told his oldest and motioned for her to leave the closet she was in. After she disappeared down the hall Njal made his way to his youngest's room. It was stationed down the hall of Annabeth's on the top floor of their house and the door was decorated in various pictures of flora from various regions of the world, a contraindication to Annabeth's door having pictures of architecture. Ahh the arguments that the difference of mentality caused were amazing and quite colorful too. But alas it came to an end when Annabeth had her friend Percy Jackson and his mother Sally over. One of those arguments broke out and was overheard by Sally. She was not as amused as Njal and "recommended" a swear jar be made. Both girls were nearly broke after 3 arguments and as such the swearing died down. Njal's reminiscing stopped when he reached Katies room and knocked.
"Katie. Open up." Njal said as he waited for her to open the door. His hearing allowed him to hear that there was more shifting than was associated with just getting out of a bed. Ao she was trying to hide things? We unfortunately for her Annabeth snitched and he was no longer in a stalling mood. He was in a get your ass down stairs we got magic to learn mood, and boy was he gonna make sure Katie was in the same mood.
"Yes dad?" Katie meekly said as she looked up at her father. She really hoped he didn't find the things she took. She didn't want to but they were plants and other things she had never seen before and was naturally curious.
"I know you took those things and I don't care anymore we got to go down stairs and learn, at the very how to create a bound weapon." He dad stated as he then lifted her up off the ground and carried her under his arm.
"Uh…...can you put me down at least?" Katie finally said after what happened just registered. She had legs, she was perfectly capable of walking.
"No." Was the only response she got before being enveloped in a blue light and reemerging….in the sanctum, scaring the crap out of Annabeth.
"Ahhhhh! How? Why?" Annabeth spurted out very confused. Her dad and sister just appeared in a ball of blue light, that requires answers.
"Teleport spell, and laziness." Njal answered Annabeth's questions and set down Katie who looked rather green. After waiting for her to regain her lunch he motioned for her and Annabeth to sit on the sofa in the middle of the room.
"Now then today will be the first day of training and it is magic focused. Neither of you at the present moment are ready for the more physical stuff so this is the starting point." Njal spoke in a serious tone looking down on his daughters.
"Yesterday I explained what magica was and how it worked, today is going to be you two actually using it." He continued and lifted up a book with a purple cover.
"This is a spell tome for bound sword, the first spell we will be learning. Read through it and attempt to cast it. I will monitor and provide help." Njal finished and handed the books to them. Annabeth immediately dove into it and Katie too a more lax approach to the reading.
After several minutes Annabeth closed the tome and tried to cast the spell, but something was off. She couldn't feel the magic inside her at all despite doing everything required. She seemed lost for a second and then came to a horrifying realization. She was a brainchild, formed from the minds of her dad and mom and lacked the physiology of someone from mundus. That meant she couldn't use magic! But wait. She felt it so her magica was at least able to be sensed by her, but why couldn't she use it? To make matters worse Katie had just cast the spell and created a ghostly demonic sword.
"Got it!" Katie excitedly claimed, she figured that Annie would have had done first and looked over to her sister to see what was up. Katie looked shocked at her sisters crushed look and wondered what happened.
"Hey, I probably just got it off beginers luck. You'll get it soon." Thinking that that was the problem. The gesture only made Annabeth more upset as tears began to swell. Here was this amazing new thing for her and her sister but she couldn't do it.
"Annie." Her father said in a warm voice getting her attention. Njal could see how crushed Annabeth was at not being able to use magic. Luckily…..he saw this coming. Annabeth may not biologically have magic in her but her mind was wired to the idea and as such had reserved a place for magicka. Now while she lacked any magicka to cast, that problem was easily solved with a little enchanting. And by little Njal had used the Drakons soul to power a silvery owl necklace enchanted with fortify and regenerate magicka, ie it would make Annabeth capable of using magic. The necklace itself was made by Njal, the body of the owl being made from moonstone and buffed out to give it a silvery look, the eyes were made from small chunks of sapphire Njal still had lying about. He had a hoard fit for a dragon but didn't do jack with it, never really having the need.
"Put this on then try." He spoke gently, handing her the necklace. She looked at the necklace itself in awe, she knew her dad made things for a living but never knew how beautiful they were if this was anything to go by. She put the necklace on and felt…...amazing. This was not the feeling of magicka this was magicka. With a sense of reinvigoration she went back to the spell, both her dad and sister looking on. She focused on willing the sword from oblivion into this realm and with a quick flick of the wrist she felt it. Looking down at her hand she saw the ghostly sword that Katie had drawn and beamed with a great smile.
"I did it!" Annabeth yelled very joyfully.
"Aye, that you did, but I warn you the necklace may posses a massive amount of magic but it can were off and then you have to wait for it to regenerate. It may not be a problem now but with higher level spells it may become taxing." Njal explained to Annabeth as she looked at him and nodded. It was fine with her if she had some limits in regards to the necklace, as long as she could do this she was fine.