mystic

mallery-one

    I never would have expected what was going to happen to me in the upcoming year. Even though my entire life has been depending on this moment, I have never felt so much dread. This one moment in time will decide my life for me. It wouldn't be my decision, but the magic inside of me that would. All of those restless nights and fights with my parents will lead up to this. It will lead to this moment where I will leave all of my life behind, and I will be shoved into the real world without any warning. My childhood will perish, and my responsibilities will rise. In this moment; this week, the magic inside of me will choose my destiny and I'm terrified.

    Thoughts raced through my head and gave me an ill buzz throughout my whole being as I shoved everything I could in a suitcase. It wasn't like I would be needing my belongings for long, because the LOMA would dispose of our belongings before we went to our schools. Matter of fact, they would dispose of all of our past by changing our birth names according to our school and using their magic to make us forget everything. In times like these, I wish I was never born.

     The LOMA (The League Of the Magical Arts) controlled everyone and everything. They are the reason we have to be in Coteries, because they believe that the universe has balance between the Coteries which are Of the Sun, Of the Moon, Of the Air, Of the Water, Of the Stars and Of the Nature. They believe that if we lived together in the same place, all magic would be lost and anarchy would break out. They built this system where none of us could ever live in perfect harmony. My parents always said that it was better this way, but I never understood.

     We also have two more Coteries which are Life and Death. However, there is only one person in each Coterie. In Life, there is a woman named Lyvia and in Death, there is a man named Salem. They are both eternal beings who have lived for years. They are the true ones who balance out this world. Long ago, they were both in love and were very happy together. They sang together in harmony and casted the most beautiful of spells.

     However, one day Salem strayed far from our galaxy and breathed in the stars and grasped the moons in his lifeless hands. He thought he could be far more powerful than any human being or Lyvia herself. He combined every element he could think of including the stars and the moon to create a Wand of Destiny. This had control of the past, present, and future. Once Lyvia found out Salem stole the elements and used his powers for evil, she broke out into rage and broke the Wand of Destiny. Salem cried in agony, accused her of being the evil one, and dispersed all of his stolen elements down to our world. This created our Coteries and our balance.

     I wiped my eyes of the sweat and grime leftover from my sleep as I packed my last shirt in the navy suitcase. I cried all night about what was coming for me today. The thoughts consumed me the night before like a terrible beast in the night. They haunted me making it impossible for me to ignore. Once I finally fell asleep, the thoughts showed up in my dreams as mysterious figures.. Shadowy, deathly, figures. Those figures reminded me of my derogatory thoughts of how I wasn't going to make it and how miserable I was going to be.

"Enjoy these last few hours, Mal. They could be your last," I said to myself sarcastically.

     My thoughts were interrupted by a roaring of an engine outside my bedroom window. I raced to the window pane covered in a light sheet of dust to find a shuttle waiting outside our house. It was the shuttle that would take me to my soon-to-be doom. My legs froze, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I realized I was starting too much for my own good and returned to my original goal-to pack my past with me so I couldn't forget anything.

"Mallery!" my mother's voice hollered.

"Coming!" I replied.

     My breathing started to create a panicking pattern as I stuffed as much as I could into my suitcase. Scanning the room, I looked for something to take with me that the LOMA couldn't find or take from me.