The Rise of the Mythical Sorceress

Screams echoed throughout the valley bouncing off the colossal stone formations which resembled mountains, I thought to myself it must be time, at the peak of these formations were concealed with ash mixed with snow. Forceful gales of energy dashed past my head, I managed to dodge it, I looked around and I could not identify my attacker. My eyes glanced over to lush green leaves which tumbled off the lanky tree, the trunk was coated with maroon liquid, it looked as if the tree itself was oozing blood. Small-scale rocks were scattered along the entire gravel path.

Delicately, I started to walk down the narrow path which was in the center of the valley. I felt a presence I began to fall weak, it is as if my vitality itself was being drained from my body. I knew what was happening it was the trappers, I was prepared for this in my years of training. Tears came to my eyes as I had a flashback to my younger years.

“Sara, you aren’t channeling your gift,” said Edward as he brushed his hand through his long blonde locks

I flashed back to reality and began channeling my mythical energy from the surrounding earth, my Geokinesis was at its strongest, with my years of training and using it in combat. Energy flooded out of the ground and into my scepter, the glass was shining a vibrant green and surrounding the glass were beige roots. I heard a twig snap I twisted my body around swiftly.

I vocalized the words:

“Earth, I call to thee please lend me your strength! Earth, I call to thee please give me your energy! so mote it be!”

The energy continued to pulsate through my body an aura of vigor embraced my body as I took a deep breath.

“Well, what do we have here, let me introduce myself my name is Omen Vonner, it is a pleasure to meet you,” laughed a mysterious voice.

The voice was deep and raspy it slithered through my body and I shook gently.

I shouted, “Reveal yourself at once, come and face me you, coward.”

A figure revealed himself. He wore a red and black flowing gown with a white broken mask. In the figures' hands was a long-pointed sliver sword with a yellow handle.

I clasped my hands and pointed my head down towards the ground. I focused and lifted the gravel from the path and aimed it towards the figure. The particles fluttered towards him.

He launched his sword into the air and the gravel was absorbed into his sword, it shot down towards him and he grasped it and gripped it firmly, it began to glow a dim green.

The sky became dark and cloudy and the wind started to move around him in a vortex. It appeared that he was indeed a Trapper but what did he need with me I muttered under my breath.

He snarled, “Marvellous attempt sorceress, you are powerful, but you are in a weakened state because of my presence I have been absorbing your life essence, you do not stand a chance.”

I thought to myself that is why I started to feel feeble. I remembered learning about people like this at the academy.

Promptly I have expected a counter-attack, so I put up my wards by summoning a rock shield. Surrounding me was brick red and musty rocks, the rocks were combined with the gravel from below mixed with dirt.

Omen started to walk gradually towards me. Through my barrier, I saw him take down his hood from his gown. It revealed his straw-blonde hair which was cut up short. His ears were pointed at the top and had a gold earring attached. From what I could observe his skin tone was light with onyx lines which dribbled down the side of his temple and his cheeks.

He picked up the pace, my breathing was now rapid, panic set in and I couldn’t control my breathing I felt as if I was being choked. The sound of his shoes crunching into the ground made me feel uneasy and fearful. He was a few steps away from me and I concentrated, and I drove the boulder towards him. I missed I took a deep breath.

“Ha-ha you are one pathetic sorceress aren’t you, missing a single target at close range, aren’t you all supposed to be a cracker shot?” questioned Omen.

“We... “I tried to finish my sentence, but a darkness traveled through my barrier and grasped my face. The weakness in my body became heavy and I began to feel powerless, but I felt a surge of energy pass through my body, I gazed towards the figure and forced a gale of wind to sweep him off his feet Omen grunted as he fell to the floor. I have never had control over the wind element, I’ve only ever been able to influence earth and water. Perhaps this is a new power developing.

I exclaimed, “How was that for a pathetic sorceress I will continue to fight you”

“Maybe I underestimated your powers, Amelia,” uttered Omen.

I inquired, “Wait how do you know my name?”

“That’s enough of the talking you are going down,” screamed Omen.

I lectured, “No matter how hard you try to break me I will not permit you to have your way.”

He drew out his sword and launched it towards me, my barrier protected me from this attack. His sword absorbed my barrier like it did with my other attempt to attack, I was vulnerable. That sword must be enchanted with a magic draining spell, but only mythical ones can use magic.

The sky blackened, thunder cracked and roared as a single bolt of lightning crashed down in the distance.

“Now it is time to perform the ceremony,” exclaimed Omen as he took off his mask.

His face was smothered with what appeared to be war paint and his brown eyes pierced through my body with a single glare. His nose was large and was crooked, his lips were small and thin.

Lightning bolts continued to plunge from the sky, the heavens opened, and rain lashed down. A luminous light carved through the darkness in the sky and shot down to the ground with a deafening blow.

A figure tumbled out of the light and lifted its hand and placed it towards me. I began to fly throughout the valley. I felt tense as I flew, the sky started to become lighter and the roaring had stopped. I thought to myself what time of magic is that, I know it must be air, but this force is different it seems more malicious and powerful.

My journey arrived at a halt as I crashed into a grass meadow near my village. I did not feel feeble anymore, in fact, I felt more powerful but within this chaos, I have misplaced my spectre.

A voice echoed from the sky, “The Curse has now been placed.”