The Choosing

17 year old Caitlin Kennedy wakes up in the middle of a deserted street in the dead of night with no recollection of how she got there. All she can remember is the nightmare, and the monster that had been chasing her. What she doesn't realize is that the reality has always known is about to change in an instant....


2. The Changing

 In front of me stood a woman, expect this was no ordinary woman. Her skin was of a light shade of purple, with luscious red hair falling around her shoulders in waves. She held magnificent beauty, her defined eyes the colour of the midnight sky. Her cheekbones stood out against the glare of the streetlamps. One corner of her pale pink lips was curved into a smirk.

"Miss Kennedy, a pleasure to meet you", she said, with a slight accent. My heart felt as if it were about to explode out of my chest. What was she? How did she know who I was? When did she get here? Stumbling for words, all I could manage was "I-- Who are you?".

Her expression didn't change as she replied "My name is Bellisima Roussel, I am a warlock from the realms of Athim. You had a nightmare, did you not?"

"Yes" I answered. For a moment I stared in disbelief. Warlocks. I have heard the name several times in stories but surely they didn't exist, they were fairy tales made up to fuel the imagination of little children weren't they? "Wait, but what does that have to do with anything? Why are you here?" I stammered.

"You have been chosen Miss Kennedy. Your nightmare has signaled the start of the changing. You are becoming one of us now. I am here to collect you."

My heart pounded, and my hands were beginning to sweat. "Changing into what?" I asked, dreading the answer I already knew. "Whats going on?"

"You are changing into a warlock Miss Caitlin, like me. Every year the commanders pick ten young people with hidden powers, giving them dreams of a terrible presence. Sometimes, however, these dreams can also be a reality, as in your case, but you did not realize it when you woke. The chosen usually wake up somewhat close to home. Thus begins the changing. A warlock is summoned, to collect them and take them back to Athim. That is, if they choose to come. There they are taught how to use their powers, and how to defend against monsters such as the one you faced earlier. On the 100th day of training, five conquerors - those who show the most progression in training - are chosen out of the ten to prepare. If these conquerors are victorious, they are given the great gift of keeping their powers til death, one which is highly regarded by the gods. The five who are not chosen to prepare simply lose their powers".

It took me several minutes to process what had been said. I am a warlock, I have been chosen. It did not seem real to me, and I was about to dismiss the idea before a thousand questions arose in my mind, like why the street was completely deserted. However I only asked one which was tugging at my nerves. "What does a chosen warlock have to prepare for exactly?" I inquired out of curiosity.

With a slight pause, Bellisima hesitated, before replying with a voice as hard as stone, "War".

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