I studied DC and Marvel Magic for weeks, I was mostly inspired by Morgan Lefay from from series, Madylen Pryor the Goblin Queen from Marvel... I found so many ideas, and this is what I made.
If Constantine could learn from books, then there are ways beyond getting someone we've seen to help. I just know it.
I am switching this from Arrow to Flash, magic works better with his style of show.
Two Years Before Canon Starts
Cord was a student of magic from the time he turned four, hearing tales of gods and monsters from his grandmother. When he got older, old enough to understand the horribly dangerous and depraved world they lived in, he devoted himself to the craft. By the time he turned twelve he understood magic, in theory anyway, as well as gods and monsters and myth better than any college students on the subject.
He wanted to fight, to have power, strength and the means to ensure his own survival at any cost.
Eventually when he turned seventeen, after studying rituals for years, he started to develop ideas. He was of European descent, and started studying the magics of Hecate, Morgana Lefey, Circe, Medea... the most famous of semihuman magic users in all myths. With them in mind, he lay out a circle of salt and rose petals in the abandoned building in Central City he lived in, kneeling in the center of the circle.
"Mothers of modern western magic. Hecate, Morgana Lefey, Circe, Medea... I draw on you, for inspiration and power, awaken within me, potential and the bounty of magic. The Majesty of the Mystic arts... awaken it, allow it to flow. Grant in me the means to fight back against the evils of this world, and the good... allow me to follow my own path, in this twisted, all powerful world!" Taking out a knife, his slashed his palm. "Through blood and pain, and sigils of old, I offer this sacrifice! Awaken in me the potential to fight!"
To his shock, fire erupted along the circle, burning a dark red before the smoke rising of it swirled around him, searing his skin until he gasped. Everything then sank into him, mouth and nose, he writhed in agony as pain filled him. He could not even scream, his body felt as if it was literally on fire. For what felt hours this continued, before finally he let out a potent scream, the force of which snuffed out the flames and shattered all of the windows around him.
He could not move, horribly worn out, but he had no choice as someone moved into his haven. Turning, he saw a man with bright eyes and dull spirit approach him. "What the hell was that kid, you a freak?" He had a knife in his hands. "I hate freaks!" He moved with frightening speed, but something in Cord's heart took hold, and in a last ditch ever to save himself, he called out.
"ABI!" he threw out his hand, a tremendous force flew from Cord all the while something drained from within him, sending the man into a distant wall with such force that something in him cracked. He fell, coughing up blood, eyes rolling back. Drained, he moved toward the man, grabbing his knife. Kneeling he rammed the knife home, into the man's chest, over and over again, until the man was totally, and entirely dead. "Thank you... Mothers of magic... for waking within me the spark of magic..."
And from that point, from that moment, he devoted his entire life to magic. Learning it, mastering it, understanding it even beyond his previous obsession. Day in and out, he practiced, and soon, soon came a day when that studying... became the very reason he changed the world.
His goals with his powers? Control them first and foremost, and what that happened...
Who knew?
Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.
This was a joy to write,
Love, your Ninja Overlord,
Mika.