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❝Sometimes I wonder about the dreams I have when I'm awake.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
While witches and wizards weren't really restricted on the kinds of magic they could learn, it was true that the more you practiced a certain type of magic, the better you got at it. Erika's 'specialty' had to do with shadow magic. Becoming one with the shadows, traveling in shadows right under normal humans's noses, it was what she did best. This gave her fast transit throughout Min City that nothing but a magical or anti-magic lock could stop. Not many were capable of melting into shadows as much as she could, but hey! That was why she was called the prodigy, wasn't it? Moving far ahead of the car as she hopped from shadow to shadow, it was easy for Erika to reach the Cawthon home before their owners did. She slipped right through the lock and hid, waiting for the perfect moment.
In the shadows she slipped her Blue Lotus outfit on, feeling cool and snazzy as she wore it. Ah, this felt so much better than her stuffy princessy clothes her family always made her wear. As the tiny one of the family, they always were keen on spoiling her and looking down on her. It was as if they forgot who in the family really had the most magical potential of them all! The only other mages in Min City that could match her power were Manfred and Alistair Remington, both of them incredibly gifted as well. The Cawthons were a cruel folk, and Erika always did want to have a crack at them. How messed up do you have to to abduct pretty orphans and turn them into dolls, leaving their minds trapped in an inescapable hell?
She wasn't going to let this continue. Especially not to that adorable little kitty cat she saw.
She waited, waited, waited for the perfect opportunity. Finally, it was time to strike, their guards were gown, eager to start the nerve extraction process. She mouthed the spell while still in the shadows and then released herself from it, cape fluttering out in full glory. "Who the heck is this?" The boy asked, confused at the intruder. "You ask who I am?" The spell changed her voice, of course, making it more mature and dignified. "I am the Blue Lotus, defender of the weak!" There was no recognition, of course. One woman even started laughing at the scene. "This is my debut, but please don't underestimate me."
Do you want to know what made Erika a prodigy? She could cast spells beforehand and save their power before using them. Most mages had to chant and then cast, but she could store up to five in her hand at a time before using them. It really made her much better for fighting situations than most witches and wizards. She thrust her arm out and a bolt of lightning struck the boy before he could cast. There was also magical potential coming from the other woman, not the one with the hat but the one with the scarf. It was time to take her out, too. "Grab her cape!" Someone yelled but Erika unclipped it and tossed it at the speaker, and the cape was magically enchanted to wrap around someone's arms and legs once thrown.
There was the kitty, looking so scared and sad and confused. She melted back into shadows and then reappeared at another side of the room where she could break the light. "Stop hurting people or I, the Blue Lotus, be back and make you pay!" She scooped up the kitty and before anyone could know what was happening, Erika melted into the darkness. She used shadows to hop her way back to the Harrington Estate, overlooking the beautiful ocean and the almost always busy docks as workers toiled day and night. "It's okay." Erika whispered to the kitty. "You're safe with me, I promise."
After carefully hiding the costume, Eamon was there to stare at her, right at the door. "Why do you have the cat? I thought the Cawthons bought her?" Erika shrugged and helped the cat in, locking the door behind her with a magical lock. "Some strange person in a blue outfit came and gave her to me when I was coming back from visiting Sera." She said calmly. Eamon conjured up a magic knife and cut through the chains with a groan. "Ugh, it was probably some idiot vigilante about to get killed. Oh well, we can't just send her back. Dad says not to turn away anyone at the door in need." Erika nodded happily, humming a little tune to herself. "I guess I'll have to give her a name."
She bent down as Eamon watched, mildly amused as he poured milk and prepared oreos, and Erika gently stroked the cat's fur, almost purring herself at how delectable it all felt. "Wonderful." She said, blue eyes twinkling. "You will be my servant." She released another spell, one to cleanse the body of impurities to remove any drugs that may still exist in her system. It was painful, but unfortunately that was a necessary part of the cleaning process. "You should probably ask her her name, she might have one." Eamon suggested helpfully through a mouthful of oreos. "Oh. Good idea!" Erika gave one last scritch and then stood back up to her full not-so-tall height. "What's your name? You'll be living here, and I probably shouldn't keep calling you Kitty."