When You mind is cloudy for thousand of questions and doubts You can't calm yourself easily. And just try to go somewhere, where the world seems smaller.
Evolette was sitting at the edge of the roof of one of the tallest buildings in the city. The wind blew strong and cold at that height, moving the antennas of the building causing them to creak. It was the only annoying noise that could be heard in addition to the beep of a car that was in the city.
The cold burned to the bone but Evolette had used a spell of heat, which was reflected in the skin of her hand, spreading all over her body with marks of an ancient language which seemed to be burning red-hot on her skin.
But she could feel the wind, and that helped her to think about the madness she was about to commit.
Under her right hand resting on the edge were the papers that the stranger had given him the night before. The work itself seemed simple since it was very small her life had revolved around this type of work to survive and not be pursued by anyone. She possessed certain skills that very few witches managed to master. Could you see all the physical and mental torture you had suffered all those years ago? Who knows. The fact is that she was good at her job and that's how she came to be known as the Black Raven, the perfect animal that was attracted by what shines and takes it with her without being noticed.
But now She had to steal something more complicated than a simple jewel. An object that today was of incalculable value for history and belonging. That nobody was so silly previously to steal it because its owner could be worse than facing the authorities. We were talking about the most powerful witch of the last millennium, the only one in history which was compared to the first witch of all. No, you had to be very crazy to take that risk. But for her, the payment could mean a withdrawal from the business permanently and finally be recognized not as the Black Crow, but as simply Evolette.
"Come on Evolette, you have to focus," she told herself in her thoughts.
The truth is that she had not sat in any building in the city, she was right in front of her goal, watching for hours as people came and went.
The building was old, towards the corner between two streets and in front of a roundabout. It was grey concrete with sculptures and carvings on the walls. From what he said the information that had been given, has nine floors, the ninth being an open roof with a dome in the middle and plants forming an exotic garden. The entire building was illuminated, both inside and outside. Each focus reflected in the building, leaving no place to see.
"Ok, here is as far as I'm going," she thought and ran her hand over her eyes, muttering a single word, which transformed her iris into those of a feline that allowed him to see at a long distance. "The medallion is in the room of the dome, which is only accessible by the eighth floor. I could enter the roof but there are runes in each corner and I would paralyze a few seconds warning the guards and even if I dodge the windows of the dome they seem to be enchanted, surely a spell of 'abyss'. Possible option, but too much risk. " I look on the other side "The centre is not a possibility, too many rooms and although I have the building map I can not see any more of the windows and I could run into someone. No ... of course, the best way, although the most absurd too, ... is the front door." She looked towards the door, where people came and went dressed in gala costumes. "It's a party, so that's the reason he said it could be the best time. All races are here so they will have removed all magic defence on the main floor except for the guards of the doors plus the inside. I'll just have to trick you a little." She sighed a second, to concentrate from now on, at each step. "Here I go"
She pushed herself with her hands from the roof, falling into the void, but a few meters before she touched the ground her body distorted as if it were a column of smoke until she appeared in the street beyond, mixed and walking towards the building.
She noticed each person who entered: who they are, how they dress, who ask them for guards ... etc. She just needed the proper costume. She snapped her fingers and took a turn on herself and a beautiful long dress, black with bright blue highlights and two straps falling below the shoulders with the silhouette of wings, appeared slowly on her body. As she approached the door her clothes became more similar to the rest of the guests, appearing sets as were the shoes. She looked for a second on a woman who walked beside her, and on how elegant he was. "How well that dress is left," She thought "sure that a lot of money has cost. and that hairdresser's from hairstyle ... oh fuck the hairstyle! "She took her hands to her head quickly and shook her hair as if she was fixing it. Then It isn't any more a scruffy tail to become a perfect pick of expensive hairdressing.
People walked inside and the guards looked at the guests. It must have been an open party. What kind of event is it? That didn't matter, now she had to concentrate on going through the whole room with the people in the middle, and the security that was on that floor.
She went through the double doors. Upon entering the room will open in all directions, with high ceilings that will hold columns throughout the room an emerald green. On the front of it, there is a small round stage where a band plays an elven woman singing on high. It seems a very old building ut at shame time especially luxury and expensive. As long as the separation of the clans ceased to exist. Everyone has been people of all races talking among themselves: Nordics, Humans, Elfs and Niïms, even the mestizos, who have been separated and tortured from society many years ago, were now quoted and laughed with the rest of the races.
Then let's look at the end of the room towards her right hand where there were some words written on the wood of the wall: "Elevators".
"Easy. I just had to find the way to be able to climb them without too many questions."
She's about walking in the direction of the elevators, and then a Nordic man hit her and a little smoke from a cigarette, entered to the nose. Evolette started coughing
-Oh, dear, I'm sorry. - The old man said trying to help her. - I-I think..., there are some bathrooms going down the stairs to the right, I'm sorry ...
-Don't worry - She answers coughing. - Only *cofcof* I need a little air ... *cofcof*
The perfect truth to be able to climb those elevators without being questioned. And there she went, straight to the elevators, I just needed to press the bot ...
-Excuse Miss, these elevators are for private use. -said a security guard in her hand between her and the lift. Now she have to find another way to go up.
-Oh please, - said an old voice behind her. This is an old man he had crashed with. - She needs just a moment, and at the front door there are so many people smoking, let her go upstairs and take some fresh air, it will not hurt.
It was her perfect ticket to get her goal. She just needed to get a little more into the paper. Maybe if coughing a little more.
*Cofcof cof* ...*Cofcof...cofcof!!* -Perfect paper interpreted
-It's okay! it's okay! - the guard said scolding, standing aside and letting go. - You have fifteen minutes, Miss.
-Thank you, very kind. -She answered, still pretending to be a damsel drowned out by tobacco.
Finally, She enters the elevator and before the doors are closed I throw a gesture of thanks to the old man who enjoyed his tobacco.
The elevator went up. She looks up dumbly in case there is a camera or detects a surveillance spell. Soon I detected a small drawing of arcane language in the upper left corner. A surveillance spell, it was obvious. She got rid of it and then changed his formal dress for her normal work clothes: everything was complete of a matt black that was perfectly adapted to her body, and a very thin hood that covered her face.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. But Evolette didn't move a centimetre, her eyes examined every corner of the place that her eyes reached. There seemed to be nothing at first sight. Then she brought her knees to the floor and from her right sleeve she took out a small capsule which She squeezed in her hands and brought it to her lips: "Iname bem" She murmured and drop the dust from her hands, which became a Nebula that spread across the roof. When finally reached the last corner, the cloud retraced its steps until it was inspired by the breathing of Evolette.
She kept her eyes closed just for a moment, and she could feel like every inch of the room, everything the cloud had touched. She already knew where the traps were, what She didn't understand was why there were so few. But even so, She didn't think much just had to cross the garden to a very small size and at a speed considered to cover the magic.
She clicked her tongue and stood up. From the buckle of her belt, She pulled out a small vial of a liquid that appeared to be water. She poured it all over her head as if trying to cover herself with something. "Krumbael ugal deru evipel" She said aloud and then to turn around on herself and turn her body into that of a small wasp. Then She crosses the roof without problems, flying underneath the plants not to be detected and with the body wet from the potion that hid the magic. She passes the door of the room of the dome. "Strange room" Thought, at the same time he returned to his normal state.
It was a library, which apparently was delighted because it seemed small from the outside but certainly not small. The light from the spotlights was not just a clear light from the moons that ran through the windows of the dome. The shelves adorned the walls with the same sculpted stones that were on the walls outside the building. To her left, a spiral staircase that went down the floors and you could see how the books were still in every corner of that place. It certainly seemed so ... Quiet. But then she noticed that in the middle of the room, just where the light of the moon came through the centre of the bob, was the medallion, floating in the air by some kind of enchantment.
She approached stealthily and watched it for a few seconds as it danced in the air, as the dim light of the moon reflected in it. It was smaller than she expected. It had a long thin chain of a silver colour. From the closing of the medallion came another chain were at the end there was a crystal in the shape of a tear that would serve as a counterweight so that the chain would not move when it was worn. The pendant was not very large: composed of three separate circles which rotated one above the other and each one in the opposite direction never in the same direction, but in each cycle could be distinguished certain symbols, which seemed completely different to each turn that they completed and complicity unknow it to her. And in the epicentre a crystal sphere which contained some kind of hot spot or sparkle.
She had seen pictures in the history books but none could judge the beauty that the pendant really showed. She could understand why so many people craved it. And there she was, standing just in front of him just had to raise his hand and take it.
"It's done," She thought "I did it" watching the pendant in her hands, proud of what she had achieved. She quickly put it around her neck and hidden it among her clothes. She put her hood back on and started to run to the door, but then ...
Bum bum ... bum bum ...
Her whole body was immobilized and she was prey to his own movement, everything was moving slowly and she could barely understand what was happening because her mind was even blocked. A force attracted her as if it were a magnet. Forcing her to not be able to move even a single muscle of her body, seeing herself wrapped in zero gravity.
-Well, I was curious enough to know who wanted the medallion, but I never imagined it was a little girl like you ... -said a female voice that echoed in the walls, or maybe it was in Evolette's ears. -Tell me, what do you want it for? It is something that you can not use if you do not understand its language.
"Shit I cannot move! I have to get out of here now! "Alarmed by the situation began trying to focus the view to find a solution, an escape route. She even forced his own body to move but it was in vain.
-Don't bother trying, you're under two immobilizing spells besides the runes that hid in the room. - said the female voice as if she could guess his thoughts.
"What…? Runes? How couldn't I detected them when I enter? "
-Because you only saw what I wanted you to see.
"Do you read my mind? I do not think, only high-level witches have that ability "
-Oh yes, as you also have it, it's not like that Evolette?
The blood froze instantly more than his body was already. Did she know her name? Could she read her mind? Could be…? No, that's impossible.
-Well, let's cut to the chase, how about we cut to the chase? - said the woman's voice interrupting Evolette's thoughts. - You committed a crime so you have to judge yourself for it. Let's see, you have stolen something. How about I steal something from you?
"What are you saying? I have nothing of value that interests you. Show yourself damn you! "Evolette cried desperately in her thoughts. Her body did nothing but spin in zero gravity around the room but always in the same vertical point, and she did nothing but try to look up to where her eyes allowed her to try to find her opponent.
-Yes, you have something. - the voice affirmed. - Your life.
"What !? What are you talking about!? " She exclaimed alarmed. Did she want to kill her?
-I want your past life. -replied the woman, and then a slight white figure was visible on the side of the column. - I want every thought, every emotion, every suffering and moment of your day to day until now ...
" What are you saying, crazy!? You can not be serious! Let me go! Face me as you should! "
This time the woman did not respond, she just moved her hands slightly and some engravings began to appear on the floor as if the marble was burned by the light of the moon. The white figure murmured a few words, could not distinguish them. They were not arcane you were not Hebrew, not Latin. I had never heard anything like it, I did not know what the woman was doing.
"Let me go! You heard an old witch! Let me…"
Evolette's voice fell silent. He had fainted.
The woman approached the sleeping body of Evolette and gently stroked her hair. He watched her for a few seconds and leaned down so he could whisper something in her ear.
"The ..." "... they ..." ".. mountain ..." "... learn ..." "... Good luck"
Concluded the woman and stepped back so that the specks of light clung to the body of Evolette and then ... disappeared everything.
The woman stayed a second to the place where Evolette had disappeared.
- How did I do it? - she said, without looking away.
-Excellent. - replied a male voice from the back of the room.