The Mystics

The Mystics: Book One

We are called the Mystics, we are all able to transform into our true spirit animal. I change into a wolf, not many know of us but we are here, we always have been and we always will be. We have to share our power with one other person that we trust our power, but it is hard for us to make the right choice because we are always in hiding from the Gypsies. The Gypsies are an elite force of former Mystics who know our secrets and are out for revenge. Centuries ago the Gypsies were a part of the Mystics but were cast out because of their extreme blood lust. I am called Shadow, I am a royal among the Mystics because I am the only one who has had the spirit of the wolf in several centuries. My fur is pitch black and I have eyes that could pierce into ones soul... or at least that is what everybody says.

       "Shadow!" Cried a small lynx

       "What is it Alyss?" The lynx looked out of breath, she had obviously ran here, but from where? And why did she look like she just saw a ghost?

        "It's the Gypsies! They r-r-request a m-m-meeting with y-you!" I stood for a moment in pure shock. The last time the Gypsies requested a meeting they had killed the chief. At that point the chief had been a large stag, he had become the chief because he was loyal, brave, and strong.

          "Thank you Alyss, tell them I shall meet with them tonight, when the moon reaches its peek."

            "Yes chief, would you like me to spy on them after I relay the message?" Alyss was my best spy, she was a master of concealment and silence.

            "No, but thank you Alyss, that will be all for now." And the small lynx walked off the down the long winding trail leading to the Mystic boarders. It felt like my heart was about to explode out of my wolf chest, all that I could hear was it thumping loud and fast. I was scared, really scared. I needed to come prepared, I wondered what the Gypsies wanted, I knew I was the youngest chief and the only female to rule the Mystics, which would mean that I would seem like an easy victim. But none the less I will go, but little does any one know, I wont be alone.

                As night approached my nerves jumped and leaped leaving me shaking, I gained my composure and thought everything through. The moon would meet its peek in about half an hour, but I trusted Scar. After all having a cougar by my side had more ups than downs, especially since this cougars human form was and expert with a bow. So was I but I would be at close range, too close to shoot a bow. As I entered Scars cave my nostrils were filled with the metallic smell of blood. Scar never was very good at concealing the scent of his left over food. I shift into my wolf form and looked around the dimly lit cave. Scar was curled in a tight ball with his long swishing tail wrapped protectively around him. I crept forward careful not to startle  him.

          "Scar! Scar! wake up!" He didn't even budge and we were running out of time. So I did the only thing i could think of, I walked up to him and bit his tail, jumping back to avoid his thrashing claws. The caved filled with his painful yowls, but at least he was awake now. He threw me a dirty look and transformed into his human form.

             "What was that for!" I turned back into my human form as well and stood proudly, even in his human form Scar was strongly built., his muscles rippling with every step he took.

              "You weren't waking up, we are almost out of time."

               "So! I was sleeping peacefully until you and your sharp teeth came in here!" He was pacing now like a caged tiger, he almost cared more about his sleep than about himself. I rolled my eyes and motioned for him to follow me. We started down the treacherous path that had led several others to their deaths. We came to a clearing and I gestured towards a group of trees and he left to hide in them with his bow ready. I waited on the Gypsies for about ten minutes before four of them suddenly appeared from the trees, they made a half circle around me, their eyes piercing into my skull with icy intensity.