The obscurum

The happening

Chapter 2;

The next couple of days went by slowly, luckily Sara had calmed down and not pressured me into coming to the cemetery which was a nice relief. I haven’t had any more awkward conversation with Deacon, in fact we’ve barely said two words to each other which sucks because I think I would’ve at least been happier with awkward conversations than no conversations at all. I think he got freaked out from the weirdness of my family which wouldn’t be the first time; last year my parent’s actually threatened to wrath one of my teachers with some unknown power to her face which was just pure bat s**t but the school still hasn’t got over that and most of them are petrified of me now, one time I asked a kid to move up in the lunch line and he had panic attack right there in front of me, I got suspended for a week over that nut ball not that it was my fault the kid was in capable of moving up in line, like seriously the school acted as though I tried to kill him but they just assumed I was like my parents f*****g insane obviously.

My cemetery night in hell was fast approaching and I still don’t have the slightest idea what it’s about, whether it’s a prank or if it really is tradition like my family said, they said it’s a coming of age thing for all the people in the obscurum line. That’s my last name ‘obscurum’ it means darkness in Latin which pretty much describes my entire family. It’s happening tonight and I’ve been told to wear a long black dress that I have loads of since inheriting all of my mums old clothes so I decided to wear one which had a little trail, netted arms and a fitted waist, I looked pretty good considering I was going to a f*****g grave yard. When I was ready I ventured into the lounge to find all my family all dressed up waiting for me, Winnie wasn’t invited for some reason and the only explanation we got was that she is not old enough, which sucked balls, I could really use someone to ease the awkwardness right now; the look of anticipation on all their faces was frightening, we all stood there awkwardly until my mother broke the silence “we should leave now before we miss the time slot” she stated anxiously. “What does the cemetery take appointments?” I said sarcastically “ha-ha Nixie aren’t you the funny one, but no we have a schedule we have to keep so let’s go” she responded.

When we got to the cemetery everyone got out of their cars trying not to scag their fancy clothes and proceeded to go into the old ruin church. “Why are we going in there? its creepy” I said” it’s not creepy” Radek said “it’s a place of great power for our ancestors.”

They all gathered at the top of the church and formed a circle. “Come now Nixie, you must stand in the centre of us” said Claus “what are you guys doing because if this is a joke id really just rather be

in bed right now” I said annoyed. “This is no joke Nixie come now” dad pushed. When dad spoke you listened so I did as told like a good girl and waited in the middle of this family made circle. Then they started, started f*****g chanting I was so outa there I started to move but I couldn’t my feet were stuck, my eyes started going all hazy and I felt as though I was floating, hovering above the floor my feet floating over all their faces it felt so strange, tingly even suddenly then a wave of feeling crashed into me, an overwhelming sense of joy, contentment even at peace with the world if that was possible.

It changed so quickly I felt and small scream of shock escape my lips, it was anger, and it was too much to bear it consumed me flew out of me and then power rushed through me and around my body more than I ever thought possible, it was like every cell in my body was fused with a fuel source unlike no other, I felt my self-lower to the ground, feeling more like myself. I touched the ground and my body no longer responded to me and then, my mind was gone too, just like a light flicks off.

As I started to wake my head felt heavy and my entire body ached liked id just ran a million miles and I could hear voices and shuffling all around me “she’s been out a lot longer than any of you were” said one “well she is the single most important person in the world right now, maybe that’s a lot of pressure” said another. My eyes started to fade shut again and all I could hear was a word that floated through my head, like it meant something to me, like it was important and that I shouldn’t forget it but I had no idea what it meant, it sounded Latin but I couldn’t be sure and before I could think any more about it blackness reached me again and I was gone.

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The sun woke me, I rolled over to check the clock and s**t I was so, so late for school they are gonna kill me, I threw my covers back and headed for the shower, I was out in minutes, now for some clothes I reached for the closet then bang a hanger clubbed me over the head and the outfit I had planned to wear was on my bead. “What the f**k!” I screamed. I wasn’t sure if I was just completely crazy or if this was still a dream I stood there a minute thinking it over and decided I was probably going crazy, who wouldn’t with a family like mine. I decided to forget it and just roll with it because I couldn’t afford to be any later to school, they already hated me from what happened with my parents last year. I clambered into the outfit that magically flew from my closet and raced for the door.

“Nixie we have to talk” called mum. “Not right now mum I’m seriously late for school and I cannot afford to get any more bad points on my record, see ya later” I shouted back. “This is about last night how do you feel?” suddenly she was right in front of me staring right into my eyes like some kind of creepster. “How’d you get there? And I’m fine why? What happened last night?” I said. “What you don’t remember?” in a rush it flew into me, what happened last night, and strange memories that didn’t belong to me, I felt light headed, I took an unsteady step back and landed on my now sore round buttocks. “What the f**k is happening to me, am I going crazy?” I whispered. Clutching my pulsing head. “ha-ha no of course you’re not going crazy, all of what you see in your head is memories and everything that they could do, those strange powers and curses you can now do and more dear one” she replied. What I could see in my head? But that’s crazy. There is people literally flying up here and waving wands around; what is happening to me!?!? “There are memories in my head that feel like my own but they’re not, they are of witches that lived hundreds of years ago, fighting in wars and being burned at the stake and…….. And of darkness...” I trailed off. “YES, YES! That’s right dear” she said enthusiastically “you are the chosen one that gets to choose our fate for the next one thousand years, witches all around are waiting on your decision” she said “my decision what decision?” I said meekly. “The one where you give witches a purpose, to follow the light or to follow the darkness, the last witch chose darkness, rightfully so, and now all witches have darkness

running through their veins like some kind of gene in our blood, isn’t it amazing?” she squealed.

She squealed actually squealed, I can’t believe it, not that I’m a witch because oddly enough that feels more right than anything I’ve ever felt before like I had always been one always known my potential but not been able to reach it, but about the whole choosing thing; I don’t think so, I can’t be responsible for choosing the fate of possible millions of witches all around the world. This was so strange I had memories of other witches before me, all of my questions had already been answered in my head. I sat there stunned for a minute, I could remember why the old witch had chosen darkness and it wasn’t because of some weird sense of chosen power it was something much deeper than that, I could feel it, I just couldn’t see it. “Does all witches get these memories when you awaken?” I asked “no only ever the chosen ones, which is why you can see only there memories, this makes it a lot easier, with all the others me and your dad were sat around for ages answering all there dumb questions” she said with venom on her tongue like now all of a sudden she can start being her evil self, without having to bury it for my sake. “Um I gotta go to school” I said already with a pounding migraine. “Okay but be careful, you haven’t learnt how to control it yet” she warned “eh I’m sure I’ll be fine” I said already walking away.