The Witches novel Chapter 15

I met with Margot the following day in front of the wand store. I don't have a wand yet and I'm starting school in an hour which is a huge mistake because finding the perfect wand takes time.

I saw her approaching me and gave her a warm smile because she's always walking around with the brightest smile. She hugged me and took my hand walked into the shop.

"Mr Dudgeon!" She called out and Jeff came to us.

"Hello, Margot. Who do you have with us today?"

"Jeff. This is Kelsey and she needs a wand stat,"

He grinned and gestured for us to follow him. He asked various questions to help us find the perfect wand. Do I know how to use a wand? Do I want a light wand? Which tree should the wand be made of? What magic do I want to do so that it can complement the wand?

Crazy questions. He took me took us to the centre of the shop, there was a table with wands perfect for cooking but I couldn't keep my eyes off from the table. There was a beautiful wand that was so disobedient. It didn't stand still, it floated on a cute tiny little whirlwind. I walked up to the glass that contained those wands. Two were missing, three remained. I've never met Fire and Water but I'd love to.

Margot walked up to me and I glared at her with a small grin. "Can I have the flowing one?"

Margot nodded her head and sighed. "I like the roses one. I've never seen a wand smell so lovely,"

Jeffrey walked up to us with a dark thick wand with a skinnier tip. He also looked at the three wands and sighed, "it's unfortunate that they still haven't been found,"

"Rumour has it that they'll be found this year or next year because of the prediction of powerful witches that will be arising,"

I touched the glass which made the whirlwind wand go nuts. I quickly removed my hand from the glass and looked at Jeffrey with my apologetic eyes. "Sorry,"

"There's literally a sign," he told.

"I said sorry,"

He nodded his head.

"Why aren't these wands at their family's? Like how did these girls lose their wands?" Margot asked.

"The five of them went on a mission. Three died in battle. Their wands laid on the field and as the keeper of wands it was my job to take the wands and keep them safe,"

Margot nodded her head, "makes sense. So the descendants don't even know their heritage,"

"Exactly. So how can they claim their wands if they don't know who they are? Here Kelsey, try this wand,"

I took the wand from Jeff but couldn't stop looking at the whirlwind wand and sighed. This wand was as pretty but it felt great in my hand nonetheless. I swung it and felt the power building up in the wand and released it. A strong wind blew throughout the shop causing the other wands to blow all over. It was a mess.

I looked at Jeffrey terrified. What have I done? "Jeffrey,"

He was furious. His cheeks turned bright red. He had to clean this mess up and it was my fault. Here are about thousands upon thousands of wands and then he still has to sort them out via type. I'm such an idiot.

"Just...leave...!" He instructed through gritted teeth.

Margot grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the shop. We walked a short distance before she started bursting into tears. I just looked at her and grinned. "What?"

"That was incredible. What spell was that? I've never seen it before,"

I shrugged. I don't even remember if I did a spell. I just did it. It was the wand, I don't know why Jeffrey is made at me for. We went to school where I received my schedule.

Monday

Herbalism

Essential Oils

Cooking

Protection

Break

Surviving 101

"And that's my baby sister, Ceira-kat,"

Ceira was lighter-skinned than them both and she had a rounder face than the two of them. She had an orange bob with a thick fringe and a living black mamba curled around her neck. She had beautiful round eyes that stood out against her small facial features like her small nose and lips.

"I'm Danica,"

I was surprised that she didn't have a crazy name, so I asked.

She giggled and shrugged. "You're going to have to ask my dad about it,"

I instantly noticed that she didn't mention her mom. "Why not your mom?"

They all looked at me, I knew that look. They lost her too. " My mother died when I was only three months old,"

Danica placed her hand on mine and nodded her head, "mine as well,"

A god came out. I know this because I've seen him in many books at home and at school. He's a very private god they say and the people that make it into his coven must have something special about them because he doesn't accept just anyone. He says there are many covens, many who accept average magic users. So why should he?

Ka-vu is his name. No one has ever heard his full name. He is mighty and one could always tell by his appearance. His deep-set almond-shaped eyes are always fears. He has thick brow ridge with bushy eyebrows, and he has a raven black voluminous full beard hanging on his chest, his hair was also very thick in volume. The outside of his hair is as dark as the night sky and the inside as white as snow, he has huge strong horns that grow from the side of his head. He hardly ever walks in the form of man, he always has to come chest to chest with the building. He never walked, always hovered as a light fog, never shows his legs only his top part. His lower body looked like thick grey fog disappearing.

He always wears black leather gloves with his sharp white nails breaking through it.

Everyone got to their knees and bowed low before him. I included. He deserves all our worship and praise. He raised his hands in the air and we all took a seat. He adjusted his black silk gown. That's all it looked like he wore, silk gowns exposing his rock hard chest covered in a few hairs.

I have never seen him smile before, nor do I ever think I'll ever do. He always looked so serious. He cleared his throat and looked at his well-behaved coven.

"Good evening my little ones. Many of you by now know why you're here because some of you are in my coven. Some are not however and this is about them..."

He continued his speech that left me confused. He said that we're grey witches. What the hell is that even? Is that why the white juice was bitter? I don't want to be apart of this, this is crazy.

I woke up drenched in sweat. Thank god it was just a dream because if it wasn't I don't know what I would make of it.