The Forbidden Kind

Whoa. People are hyper.  Will be updating later. It's still light. I can only write at dark. 

 

Very sorry for the late post! Here ya go!  Hope you enjoy it.

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ㅡ Raven's POV ㅡ

"Ethuz Athiz Raven." I speak as I open my eyes. Finally. I'm free from the spell. But those words suddenly came out of my mouth.

A smile forms in the goblin's lips. It was big and fat, and their body is green and big. The typical goblins. One of it turned to it's normal form. Dorothy...

W-WHAT...?

"Dorothy...?" I say as my eyes in horror.

She smirks and flips her golden blonde hair, "Hello... Witch," she slowly goes near me and touches my cheek, "you're surprised, aren't you?"

I compose myself and glare at her brown eyes, Dorothy Chandler. Believe it or not, she WAS my very close friend ever since eight years old. But suddenly she drifted away when we turned sixteen. I've always wondered why. But now, I know.

Goblins try to live in their own faith when they turn sixteen, like a transition. Goblins are a family, whether they like it or not, they have to follow their higher ones. If they fail to do so, death. And they are very much afraid of it.

It was getting hotter, I close my eyes and look at her, "What's the reason of this?" I ask.

She scoffs and cups my chin, "Everything. The whole world."

"W-what?" I stammer.

She backs up and stares at me in amusement and curiosity, "Are you ******* kidding with me? You seriously trying to do that 'amnesia' trick on me?"

"What are you saying?" I can't believe it. Another electric shock suddenly came into my mind. But I couldn't remember. What's been happening to me? PLEASE MAKE ME REMEMBER. I scream inside my head.

Dorothy's face is only an inch further, she looks at me intensely in the eyes and backs up, she looked at the other goblins and smirks, SLAP!

"Pethisiruz!" A goblin yelled.

I touch my swollen cheek and look for Dorothy. She wasn't in front of me, I look up and see her on the ceiling, stuck and speechless.

"Hergh esuz atruz noir!" Another goblin yelled.

My eyes are black...? I thought. I'm using magic... on Dorothy?

I smirk at her feeling the electric feeling of using it. I let her down slowly, slowly and let her go. Se was ten feet high from the ground and I let her fall. Bad and painful.

It was uncontrollable. Using magic is addicting. I took them down in just a minute. They didn't seem to fight. After the not so exhausting "battle" I broke the door open and then unknowingly burned the abandoned building in a middle of a deserted land.

I walk on the streets, eyes still pure black. My hands flickering every time I see something that I can hurt or do magic on.

It's so addicting. It's so... Enthralling.