by Lexi Thorne
“I cannot make a head of what an alien has got to do with a worldly witch who works secretly a gatherer?” he asked curiously.
“A lot had happened in the past, even before the known Stone Age twixt the two of us which was not in records. These would be a talk for another day, mister. Now that you have come, I have been informed, before I would be able to take another sip of your elixir, I have got to put you through some stuff you would be able to do with you so much seek. Seeking and seeing and even having it is nothing compared to using as expected of you too. I would let you know, and you would have to be showing up often as we have to be working in togetherness henceforth, but, you, though powerful but naïve, shall be another acolyte under me and…” “You said another, why did you say that…?” He asked earnestly.
“Well, it would be very fooled of you to reason that you would be the first to come through the portal to come here. O! I recollect now, that part is left confidential with you over, no need to bother and do not ask question till I direct you to” she said, directly as she was preparing another conjuring portion at the basement. “If you must become a warlock as they have commanded me to try and make you, you’d have to be submissive and follow your right minds. You have got potentials, but you have got the semblance of a baby just learning how to crawl, stand and then run. You would later run but that pends on how determined and concentrated you would try and be in a matter of months, years, maybe…” she added with much emphasis.
“What?! Months?! Years!” exclaimed Woodruff. “A day here is actually a minute there in system Sigmus” Mrs. Kate added whimsically in reassurance.
CHAPTER THREE
TEASERS AND TEACHERS
That day was quite unusual as the sun had refused to not only to come out early enough to do render their world drained with pinching effects but also had decided to come and be mild by soaking its scorching rays in frosty courses. Thus, the day was brightly vibrant and was unbelievably cool. The brooks close in the college was as cool and emitting coldly breezes with ease as the shade of tall trees, native ones greening-up the school had their picturesque reflections on the brook. Mrs. Kate and Ciro were out together having as stroll by the edges of the brook. She was trying to put him through the first lesson to becoming a true warlock.
“To become one or to even show them you truly have capacity and agility surprising enough even for better statuses back home, you have got to know how to the sole comptroller of your mind –your four points and your state of mind counts a lot. There are main four elements we know –air, water, fire, and earth. Could you tell me which one is the best one should possess according to the mythology of the Avatars?” she asked as they having the stroll.
He did his thing by closing eyes searched back in world’s myths for empirical knowledge and began by saying that “each of the gifts has its own merits and the otherwise, and it took concentration and the wills to want to do which aided the Avatars to be able to master and use the four elements together at will effortlessly.”
“Well said, you would need all those qualities to be able to do fine even more than the myths have it about the Avatars,” she said as she stooped.
The grounds close to the brook was coarse texturally as they were full of fine white heavy stones. Having stooped, she dug the ground for heavier stones. She gave him and took the other one to herself. She looked at his face if he had been able to read what she was going to say they were going to do with the two heavy stones in their hands.
“You should have been able to reel what I was going to say next and what I would say we are going to use these two heavy stones to achieve?” She said whimsically as she concentrated on his rounded lips and glowing blue eyes.
“I am trying, but I could not get a thing,” he said.
He held his head with his two hands with his countenance squeezed as he was forcing himself to read the mind of the great witch.
“But this has never happened to me before. How are you doing that, teach me, how to go past the block and to be able to do it as well for me not to be read” he expressed curiously.
“It seems as if you have forgotten the rule one. You do not be directive. When there is room for that, you will get to know. For now, all you have got to do is be digestive and receptive. You must never forget there are some principles which guide every system, planet, being that be. They are constant with everything that is. Everything that is first time for everything and the hierarchy power or might is infinite. For instance, I am able to block you out without needing to my head myself that much doing that. It takes practices and utter holistic commitments to be close to perfection. No portion is perfect but might be cooked to being close to perfection indeed. No race is” she explicated.
She looked away into the brook and looked at him once again trying to get his attention around what she was about doing. She took a light pace backward and threw the stone up, and it came down and began to fly about pouncing on the water and rounding it in a cyclic manner.
“That was magical of the cause,” he said.
“Mmm… Good, you are learning fast, you were able to inquire without needing to be directive. No, it was not, it was what anybody could do if there would be the proper usage of the four points” she said.
“Whoa!’ he exclaimed.
He immediately threw him, and the heavy stone sank on reaching the water level of the brook.
“Uh, you still got a lot to learn,” she said as they proceeded forwards.
And as they were doing there was a big store which was further adjacent to where they were. She called his attention around and pointed to her the two young minds. The male had the back of the other rested on the tall, large wooden store which belonged to the college. He was caressing her hair with the second hand going downwards to hold her butts with it. She looked keenly at the male person, and his belt got loosed and fell, but due to the fact that he was engrossed in the act, he would not know, and as she was liking and probably wanting more, she could not know. As the witch saw that, she looked with much more concentration, and his jean trousers fell, and his attention was caught with that, and the girl began to make a jest of him. She then looked back at him remarking it is all more of the state of mind rather than any other thing. He nodded in agreement to that. She returned to her cottage afterward and he returned to continue with the class… on getting there, coincidence had its way with them. As Ciro was about entering to sit, Adelita was about leaving, and they had a collision at the exit. Ciro books had fallen, and she was already immediately helping to pack it back with the intention of standing handling them over the back to him. He paused and was absorbed as she was doing that without being told to or being forced to. He had seen other guys molest the other because they were many or a bit privileged in power relation compared with the other party. He had seen better friends blockade who could challenge any opposing clique and the stronger or rather the supposed better clique making sure they condescended somehow through anyway. He had always wanted to play the hero but would not want to hurt any as he had not yet fully had the comprehension of his powers yet. He had one time seen Amaia used her arm side having shrugged it on purpose as she was passing by in the passage so that Adelita’s file which she was holding wall, and it did really happen like such, she and her clique only saw that to be fun and nothing more as they or she the cause of that would not say sorry. She had to pack it all herself and continued on her way with her new clique of four as well. She packed it well and stood up, and as she saw that it was him as she stretched her hand that he should collect it, she felt she was beginning to be askew and fainting due to his face glow charmingly with his bewitching blue frosty face she thought. As they were both staring at each other without words, Amaia got nudged by one of the fantastic four what was happening, she rushed in twixt the two of them at the exit and faced Ciro.
“Hi, Amaia, you good?” he asked.
She answered intimidatingly and romantically as she placed her two hands on his shoulder trying
to tease him to her chagrin. She could not bear it. Adelita left sour-hearted by that and was then determined to have her own clique which would compete with her hegemonic postures in the college. She was determined hers would be just the opposite in all ramifications to theirs. He was able to see through her, and he saw she was more than what is on the outside. She is one of the descendants of the wolf family. The father would not her to come down to the town as a result. He felt after several battles to settle down with her mother in the States to avoid issues. But genes passed across from the father had its way in her head and would want to return home where mysteries lie.
“There is more to these peoples…even than they know” he soliloquized as he was watching her depart.
He smiled at her, she felt to do the same thing as she turned back to look at his face once more but she would not; she turned her face forwards confusedly and smiled. Mr. Hoff was a new funky recruit who was considered the previous semester for employment at the college. Adelita believed he was sick in the head with his love advances and sensual affairs he would love drawing around into his topics. He almost molested her as she would have said things which could cause her troubles. He called unto Ciro questioning him trying to find out if there was any real relationship between him and Amaia. Amaia was what was in his stable at that moment. He would not mind having his way when the occasion calls for that sexual escapade with the learners. He was able to see through him and saw he had done was too bad and long that he had committed series of errors, mistakes and lots more which would be categorized orthodoxical and humanly ideally sinful acts.
“Guess what! We have got ourselves, one concrete social group. Wait-wait-wait….what took you long? We agreed to converge here at the tea shop did not we?” said Jean.
“Sorry… I got caught in the middle of his web again, and she came in into the show to spoil it even the more. Although, that would be the mo you know. Hi Chloe!” she said and greeted.
“Hi!’’ responded, Chloe.
‘‘O sorry, let me introduce to you Adelita. She is one of us. Um! Chloe meet Adelita, Adelita meet Chloe meet Adelita, Adelita meet Chloe. Ahem! These are the best out of us all who have felt utter hatred for the fantastic four for they flaunt about like the whole of the campus was theirs and theirs only. I did my homework well, so they are much expectation to do fine as long as we are for real’’ she said.
But back home she was decided not to have any clique as there were much of demerits it fetched at her former High School at the States. Then, it was summed up to be a whole piece of nonsense due to the last straw that broke the camel's back. But there, it was very easy to join other groups if you would not mind doing that. The restriction was not as thick as it had seemed to them at the college on the campus.
It was a birthday party of one of the fantastic four, and everything undergraduates were invited singly, and known clique and upcoming once had been invited to show up; Adelita’s clique was invited as well. She first opined they would not show up but Jean haven known her with narcotic-like ethics when it has to do with Ciro and Amaia, she was able to persuade her that they attend as other girls had concurred they would not mind attending.
‘‘I know you despise her, no, hate her real good for always coming your way but you have got to gather yourself together with some ego. You like him… Do you not?’’ asked Jean.
“Nooooo… no, no I do not like Ciro’’ she shook her head as she responded in disgust minced with pretense she did not. ‘Oooooh, that is nice. I did not even mention his name! You like him… and I think he likes you either” she said.
“What! Wait… Really…?” She exclaimed inquisitively.
“Yeah, I am a girl, and I know he has got a crush on you most probably. I have caught him look at you several time during classes, and we both know what that means” she said.
Adelita blushed. And the party lights were already glowing red, yellow, green and blue infrequently. The tables were already set, few tough and they were already filled with drinks, the hards and the soft and big and little-bottled wines and all that. Girls were already moving about in their skimpies with trays in their hands. Ladies were all in their charming dresses and guys were already teeming the venue in their cute wears. The fantastic four were already there, and so did Adelita’s. She was dressed in one gorgeous black wear with fishy sort of scale designed golden and a diamond attached to it from the back to the front back. She was shining better than any other in the party under the lighting effects of the lights there as plenitude as they were stacked there having fun as the DJ was quite doing his thing leaving no one moment drab. And as was bubbling, in the mid of that, she mounted a chair said she would want to dance to commemorate her friend’s day. It was in this timing that he came in. Ciro was not expected to come as he loved to keep much to himself. It was surprising to those who know him well. There was a prolonged pause, long enough that he was beginning to think to step back. But that was controlled as Amaia continued with the announcement. She was already feeling uneasy as he had come. Jean looked her in the face, and she shook her head. She went to and hi him, and she did that and was still conversing with him she saw them and knowing Jean was part of Adelita’s, she left her clique to draw his attention. But she was not given serious attention that night as she was kind of rude to him by always coming in as he understood the game. Knowing that, she went to the DJ and made some selection and re-announced she would dance and Adelita would as well. ‘After all, we have come here to celebrate with our friend. Everyone shouted ‘yeah…’ ‘She is challenging you’ Jean said. ‘I will not give in to her challenge’ she responded. ‘Nooo… you have to, she thought you would do exactly believing you cannot dance’ she responded into her left ear the DJ beat was already on and rocking everywhere so loud. She was already doing hers as they have given her the ground to at the middle. Adelita was pushed into the same middle so that she would do hers and kill everyone with her own crazy styles which she would put to play in the privy. He looked at everyone’s faces, and they looked quizzical and discouraging, she then saw him, Ciro amid the crowd and his face all she needed. It was pleasing, and she rested on that, closed her eyes and began to move in a magnetizing way with as she thrust her head backward with using her right hand to loosening her bundled blonde in the same vein with her left leg backward and the right half forward. The left hand was already all over middle part, and she was romantic the ways she was rubbing her body from the back of her neck down, she paced forwards and backward did she thrust her hair again with the two hands stretched apart and with her sensual looks on. She was being hailed, and she continued to tweak professionally as her hands were stretched apart, up and down and it was damn crazy as she took the whole lots of people there aback not knowing she was that good at dancing. DJ was signaled, and she put the music off, but she was still there doing the dancing, and as it was beginning to bear another look, Jean having noticed went to tap her, and they both went out, she opened her eyes trying to look for Ciro, but he was already gone. She was applauded and hailed for that, and the party continued to bubble on with loads of funs and all that pillow fights and other stupid-crazy gaming activities.
He felt to trek all the way back to the hut to have a night rest. And it was almost immediately he was done having that resolve that he heard screaming his name as one in the mouth of sharks at a time. He sped like the light there, and they were already beating him up, buglers wanting to collect the little she had gotten in his rough wallet. He had arrived in a supernova whoosh he tapped them both and asked them to let him be.
The first guy –“you now the town’s superman right?”
“I am begging you to please go before…
“No, do not,” said Woodruff.
“Oh…Oh, are you begging him to stop. It is a two to one. I am loving this, common, kick his ass” said the second guy.
“Oh, no-no… You had better run” advised Woodruff.
The first guy dashed forwards with his fisticuffs and hit him
in the face, and his hand wrecked, he used the second and that one got frozen up. The second drew out the knife he had had in his pocket, dashed forwards and thrust it in. ‘uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..” screamed painfully Ciro, in pretense as he stooped.
“Well, that was easy,” he said as he stepped back to face Woodruff his warrior had just fallen.
Woodruff signaled him something was at his back, his eyes were already emitting deep coldly frosts with a vengeance gaze. He drew the knife out of his body, and it was clean as new as it came in, he threw it away and formed an as frosty fist and hit him once in the face and he passed out. They left the scene together for the hunt.
“I hope you were not hot too much,” said Ciro.
“No, I was not, I would be fine. Thank you for coming around on time to save my life and my wallet. He thanked.
“Do not mention! He replied.”
The following day, he was the first person to walk up to her to say hi. ‘I am good’ she said and smiled alongside. You really danced better and well yestreen. It was enjoyable seeing you dance. It was unbelievable really, to me and to others as well. She felt she had to leave before she began to lose it, again. She cut in.
“I would have to go now, sorry,” she said.
“It is okay,” he said as well. I have got someone to visit either too really. They both said “okay” at the same time, and they both departed.
He went to the witch’s to further his teachings which appeared to be one of the crosses he had come around. He knocked her gate, and it was opened unto him. Already, she was preparing the next teaching, and it was as if she knew already he was already on his way. The gate to the cottage opened, and he was able to get himself down to the basement.