The Forgotten Twin

Searching

Liv

The atmosphere around me was dark and cold. I can not see anything around me. But I know I am sitting on the ground. I don’t know if I am outdoors or inside but everything is cold and wet.

My hands wrap around my waist holding myself tightly. Trying to get a grasp on my breathing. I didn’t know I was breathing so hard at the time. I feel my whole body vibrating the ground. I look up as I feel wet droppings falling on to my hands and lap. It wasn’t raining. All I see above me is the pure darkness that allure me towards it.

“Where am I?” I whisper.

I look around, left, right, forward, back, left, right, forward, and back and again. Hoping to see anything but no. Nothing, there was nothing.

My chin snap down into my chest and I brought my knees along with it. Holding everything together hoping this strange feeling will go away.

“Why do I feel like this.” I cried. “Everything hurts!”

I don’t even feel like myself, it was strange. Was I even me right now. Or am I someone else?

I sat in this dark pit for what seems like hours and cradle myself the whole time. The pain seems to ease off but still linger along the surface. Then I heard it. The music. It was a light noise and it calls to me.

I look up and with open ears I listen to the sound that rang and bounce around my ears drums.

“What is that?”

With the small strength I had, I let go of myself and waited a little, afraid I may fall into pieces. My muscles felt weak and strain from power. Like something drain the life out of me.

I let out a deep breath and then courage took over and I swing my legs around. Using one hand onto the surface and press upwards. Pushing all my might and the other hand on my knee doing the same.

I grunt to myself as the pain rip through my body and killing each nerve. “Aahhhh!!” I yelped.

I fall back unto the ground as the pain was too much for me to bare. My blood was boiling and my gums hurt. My bones ache and my eyes feel like bloodshot.

“What is going on? What happen to me?” I spoke to only myself.

I sat down on the ground and try to get a feeling of something, anything. Trying to figure out where I was. But I couldn’t make it out.

“What is this place?” My eyes burn with every blink I took. And I rub them trying to fix the pain but it didn’t work.

The music got louder but just slightly. Like it was coming towards me. Or was I going towards it. I couldn’t really tell for my body started to move. Was I shaking or was I walking. I couldn’t feel anything, I couldn’t even feel myself in my own skin.

Then I saw it! I saw something glowing in the distances. Mmhh I guess I was walking but how? It was like my body responded to the music more than my mind did. It was like I wasn’t connected fully to myself. Like I was just a spirit.

“Hello is anyone there? Can you help me, I think i’m lost?” I call out as I walk closer and slower to the music that seems to be coming from this light.

I was just feet away from making it to the light but then this odd sharp pain ran through my entire body. Throwing me at the ground again.

“Aaahhh, it hurts! My body hurts so bad why? What is happening to me. Please help me?!” I cried as I reach out my hand.

I grab my body with my arms crossing around it. I felt so lost and broken, it was like something was inside of me. Stretching its way out, my head had a thumping feeling to it like my brain was being ram into.

“Ugh I don’t feel good, my body doesn’t doesn’t…” I stumble my words as the pain got worse. I felt like I was in the oven baking.

Then I felt my whole body going down hitting the ground hard. And I lay there shaking in the coldness. There was nothing left to do. I couldn’t even talk anymore for my throat felt like sandpaper. And my eyes close and tighten. Hoping it will go away as I try to sleep it off.

*Beep Beep*

The alarm I had set before bed went off. It woke me up from my very strange dream. What kind of dream was that? It felt so real I had forgotten I even came to bed at all. I reach over to my stand and turn off the alarm before it wake up Mery.

I look over to her side and waited, making sure I’ve turn it off on time. Last thing I needed was to explain to my sister to why I set an alarm for the middle of the night. I can just hear all her ranting questions in my ear already. After a few minutes of watching Mery snoring peacefully in her sleep. I let out a deep breath, relief my alarm didn’t wake her up. I climb out of bed and tip toe to the door. Thankfully the door was always slightly open and I can make it out with no noise. I look around the hall surrounding to make sure no one was awake.

“Okay I think it’s okay.” I whisper to my little self.

I bite the courage to walk to the stairs and make it down another hall. Still tip toeing away with my child feet. I didn’t have to try hard to not have the floors creek at my footsteps. I was really glad for that. I didn’t want to make any noise and wake up anyone. Especially my parents, just the thought of getting caught has this cold feeling go down my back. An awful thought came to mind if I had waken up mother at this time.

I got to the stairs that lead to the cellar and walk down them. I couldn’t see anything, so I held the wall as I make my way down. Still taking my time. It was darker then dark in here so I close my eyes when I made it to the bottom. As I close my eyes. I exhale and mumble to myself a little spell. Focusing on what I wanted to do with my inner mind. And then I saw a dim light shine from my closed lid.

“Ah thank you.” I spoke to fire for coming to me.

My body unclench itself. Relaxing from its tease brace it kept. I took the last step and make my way around the room. Trying to look for the right book that can give me the answers I was looking for.

“Ugh where is it. It had to be here somewhere?” I search and search as I go through every shelf and book cover.

Then I found it, I think? I pick it up as it had a heavy feeling to it. And slowly got down from my chair that I use to get it. I held the book to my chest as I put it nicely on the table along with some other books. The cover of the book was light with blue trim on it. It had a big gem stone on the front, which tells me this may be the one.

“I hope this is the one.” I stare at the book. Praying to myself that I finally found the right one this time.

So I open the book and try something that I think will help me find what I am looking for. As I turn the first page I held my hands out with my palms face down over the pages. I closed my eyes and whisper to myself on what I wanted to find. Then I felt a small spring of wind come in and I can hear the pages turning. I try to stay in control as I allow the wind to guide me to my question. Then the pages stop. And I didn’t feel the wind anymore. Opening my eyes I saw how depth into the book I was.

“Thank you wind.” Thanking the element for helping me.

I pull the book closer to me as I look over it with my tiny eyes. Seeing an enlarge photo in the book with loads of writing next to it. It show me this rock like thing that’s crystal clear. It was round with two clear white coat on it. Or maybe the photo was just black and white, I don’t know I never seen this rock before.

Next to the photo read Power Scale Stone.

I thought to myself, was this what I was looking for? Mother had call it a Magic Stone not Power Scale Stone. Maybe it had two names to it. I went on to read. Seeing if this was what mother was talking about with father.

Power Scale Stone also known as Magic Stone is a very powerful element. It allows us to see how strong a supernatural being power is. It can also be use to tell if there is any sight of power within the supernatural itself.

In order to use the stone you must hold the stone in both palms of your hands. Focusing only on the power within you, calling forth your magic from the Ancestors. And if there is any sign of magic the stone will start to glow. And if there is no magic then the stone will not glow.

This stone will give you a basic test to see if you hold any magic inside. And it will guide you to build up your power sources as well. For the glow level of the stone shows if you have excel to low, moderate, high, or advance level. For enclose note every source power is different and should not be use towards evil. For DARK magic itself is a different kind of scale and can not be measure at all.

I took my head out the book and thought to myself on what this means. “So if mother makes us take this test. She is seeing if we have magic to become a full witch or not.” Nodding to myself as I recollect the words.

“So all I have to do is hold the rock and call on the Ancestors. Hoping that I have any magic and mother doesn’t hate me for not having any.” I try to think over the words. Making it all sense in my young mind.

“If the rock doesn’t glow then I don’t have any magic and I can’t be a witch. If I can’t light the rock then I have no magic.” Repeating it over and over again.

I start to feel my inside tightening up at the feeling of not having a chance to be a part of my coven. For years, for as long as I can remember. All I wanted was to practice magic and be a great witch just like everyone else in my coven. But if not, then mother will have to do something? What would she have to do? I was only 6. What did mother had in plan if I didn’t pass her test?

Tears fill my eyes at the feeling of not becoming a witch. I couldn’t imagine a world were I was walking around my coven where everyone preforms their magic in front of me and little me was just simply, magicless. What kind of witch am I if I can’t do magic? I cry and cry over this thought. Feeling disappointed with myself for I know my magic skills isn’t up to mother’s levels already.

While I was there, I figure I look up something I’ve been wondering about for a bit now. Trying to get my mind off the whole Power Stone thing. And keeping my stomach from twisting more than it is right now. I grab this small red velvet book that had a heart shape on the books spine. And I open it up and scan through the pages I wanted to read. Yes I know I can call on the wind element again but I didn’t want to seem selfish and bother the element again. So I stick with the old fashion way.

I came across a chapter that read Mating.

Mating is very special for all supernatural beings. All beings will receive a mate at the given age from the Goddess/God themselves. The Goddess/God has hand pick two beings as mates to live a life together and find love and more within each other. For the mating bond will work as it pulls both mates to each other. The two souls becoming as one. And is fated for life.

All mates can be from different types of supernatural, but for most records it is know for the same supernaturals to be match with their own beings. But doesn’t mean you can not be mated with another being. For the Goddess/God does mix mating for a reason. Mix mating will highly not happen as it is rare.

And for this case of record most mix mating is not accept from everyone. For they do believe mix breeding is wrong. For this reason itself, mix mating has fallen under the rank of rejection.

For when you meet your fated mate you will sense them with a very unique scent of smell that only you two can smell. This smell will draw you two together when you are at the same space for the first time.

When you meet with your mate you can chose to reject them. And for this to work you both will have to reject each other as mate. This doesn’t mean you will never have a mate. For the Goddess/God will then again chose a different mate for you. (NOTE: Second mate is rare for most.)

If you chose to not reject your mate but to go forward with the mating bond. There is the case of Marking your mate to complete the mating bond. To complete this process the being has to mark their mate. This Mark can be s****l and painful at the same time. The marking process is set different for each being. And once mark the only way to get rid of it is if one of the two mates have died. Which leads to broken the mating bond.

The book itself goes on and on to farther detail of everything you need to know about mating.

I know I wasn’t close to the age yet, for I still have 10 more years. But after the story father read to us. It was kind of stuck in my head. And I didn’t want to ask him questions about it. So I figure since I am already here with my nose deep in the books. I guess I look into this whole mating thing. I wanted to see if it can be real for a witch to be mated with a wolf. Or if it was just some kind of story for children.

I went back to my thoughts and search for some stories I heard of about witches not having a gift or not being able to do magic. I even went through some more books to see if there was any good outcomes to this doubt test. I was afraid I wouldn’t pass it. If mother wasn’t worry herself. Then she wouldn’t have to bring it up in the first place, right?

My legs start to shake heavily as I go through more and more pages. Reading more and more folktales about witches whom was shunned or kill. It all just brought a full horror fright to me. Making a odd rumble of bubbles swim in my belly. I swallow hard, feeling the need to throw up. I was scared for what will happen to me when I don’t pass. I don’t know what mother will do. These books don’t give me a clear answer at all. And it has my heart beating very fast.

The air thin and slowly my body rock with the shaking walls. I felt so weird right now. My body begins to go through many stages. I can’t breathe, I needed to get out and grab some air. Grab on to my chest. I had to recenter myself back into reality before I slip.

“I need some air.”