"Mom, do you believe in witches?" I turned to my mother.
"No," my mother replied curtly to my question.
"This afternoon when I was in the treehouse, I dreamed of meeting a witch,"
"You're an adult and still love fiction, you really are like your dad," my mother chuckled, shaking her head.
I didn't answer what my mother said because I knew, of course, that witches didn't exist. I chuckled to myself, remembering my dream earlier. It felt real. I immediately finished washing the dishes because I wanted to quickly watch the movie I just downloaded.
"Mom, I'm going to my room. I'm done washing the dishes," I shouted to my mother.
"Hm," my mother just mumbled in response.
I started to go to my room, but I stopped when my eyes fell on the stick in the glass stuck to the wall. A wand that closely resembles the man I met in my dream.
I approached the object and took a closer look. It was very similar to the one I saw in the dream, and I just realized that the stone was colorless, different from the one I saw in the dream, shining green.
"Mom, what stick is this?" I asked my mother.
"What stick?" my mother answered from inside the room.
"A stick on the wall, ma'am,"
"That's your dad's favorite stick, he really likes it," my mother explained as she approached me.
"I saw this stick in my dream, Mom. There was a man who brought it, very similar," I said.
My mother said, "Maybe you just got carried away in a dream because you saw daddy's stick."
"But I never realized that there was this stick in my mother's house," I argued.
My mother replied, "No way Nesa, you've lived in this house for 19 years. How can you not see it? It's been on the wall from the start," she said.
I frowned, I have never seen this stick in my house. I should have realized that this wand is actually in my house because of its very unique shape, similar to the wand I often see in fantasy films.
"May I take him to my room, ma'am?" For some reason, the question came out of my mouth.
"Sure, as long as you take care of it, honey."
I just nodded in response to my mother's words. I took the wand to my room and looked deeply, for some reason I felt that this wand had something to do with the man in my dream. I raised the wand and hoped for a green light to appear from the rock. But nothing.
"Haah, I watched too many fantasy movies, how can this stick give off light," I felt so stupid.
I lay down, I put the stick on my desk. Slowly I close my eyes, I hope I meet the man in my dreams.
Duaarr
I woke up to the sound of thunder. I unlocked my phone. It was 12 o'clock at night. I saw the stick on the table disappeared. I think my mother moved it because she was afraid it would fall off. I went to the kitchen for a drink because I was thirsty.
I leaned against the cupboard, drinking. I felt the chill of the rain and the calm atmosphere. My eyes fell on a table. There's a stick on it. I approached the stick. Nothing unusual. Still the same as before.
Duaar
Lightning struck violently. The stick in my hand fell from the shock. I picked it up and raised the wand, hoping something would happen following what the man had done. Nothing, nothing happened.
"I'm stupid. What did I expect?" I'm laughing.
I put the wand back on the table and headed into the room as the thunder continued to echo. But a minute later I turned around and lifted the wand back.
Ctaaarrr... Twoaar
Lightning flashed violently and flashes of visible light made the day, white and soon dark.
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"What happened to Shamrock? Why is the sky so raging?" asked the woman with short reddish hair.
"I don't know, Vermilion, maybe something big will happen," the short-haired man replied, his eyes fixed on the sky.
"Can't you control it?" the woman asked again.
"You know that above my power there is still God, and true nature belongs to God," said Shamrock firmly, his green eyes glaring at Vermilion.
The woman didn't answer, her bloodshot eyes filled with worry continued to stare up at the sky, as if to hint that nothing would happen.
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"Enngh," I said as I awoke from the pain in my forehead. A small stone rolled near me.
"Oww sorry, I was training my strength. Are you okay?" someone approached me.
I looked at the source of the voice, a girl with long straight hair, yellow eyes, and a stick similar to that of a boy.
"Hey, are you okay?" she asked again.
"Why do you have that wand?" I pointed at the stick she was holding without answering his question.
"Are you kidding? You have one too," the girl replied, pointing at the stick next to me.
I was confused, I followed the direction of her hand. Yes there is a stick, it's my father's stick.
"It's not mine," I said.
"Stop being funny, there's no one here who doesn't have a wand. Even newborns have one," the girl said annoyed.
"I'm not kidding," I said. I looked into his eyes intently.
"Enough," the girl rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Which order are you from?" the girl asked.
"What do you mean?" I frowned.
"Your order, what color is your stone?" said the girl with a sigh.
"What stone do you mean?" I'm really confused. Order? Stone? What is she talking about? I looked at the girl, I just realized the clothes she was wearing were quite strange, a long bright yellow robe with a strange pattern around her hands.
"You want me to read..." the girl fell silent, not finishing her sentence as she looked at me. She looked into my eyes. "Your stone is black?" the girl asked anxiously.
"What were you talking about earlier?" I sighed in annoyance. "I don't know what order or stone you were talking about," I continued.
The girl suddenly grabbed my hand, I gasped but I couldn't move, as if some force was holding me back.
"Why can't I read your mind?" the girl said hard.
"Are you a psychic? Why do you have to be able to read my mind?" I said annoyed.
The girl took a few steps back, she looked wary. Her mouth looks muddled, I don't know what she's mumbling about. Slowly my eyes felt heavy and the air felt cold, slowly everything blackened.
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"Who is that? Why is she dressed like that?" whispered a man.
"I don't know, which order is she from?" said the man beside him.
Whispers were heard everywhere, the atmosphere became noisy as people began to arrive wanting to see the stranger who was said to be an intruder. Slowly the atmosphere became quiet, the higher-ups of Irisbow walked towards the stranger who was tied with roots and still unconscious.
"What happened, who reported it?" the long-haired man in a deep voice asked.
"I'm Ivory, I found her when I was training, but her eyes are black and I can't read his mind," the long-haired girl said as she lowered her body.
The atmosphere became chaotic again when she heard that this stranger had black eyes.
"You're from the topaz order but you can't read his mind?" asked the man, Ivory.
"That's right Ivory, I can't read his mind, all I see is black," said the girl.
Ivory was silent hearing the girl's answer, I don't know what he was thinking. His white eyes stared intently at the girl who was being tied up. He raised his wand to face the girl, his mouth mumbled something, flashes of white light started to come out.
"I don't feel any malice" Ivory said after the flash of white light disappeared.
"Still we have to be careful, she could be cast by the enemy," said the short-haired woman. "Let me read her mind," the woman continued.
The woman walked over to the girl who was tied up and placed her hands on her head while closing her eyes. "She may have been bewitched by the enemy, she doesn't have the evil thoughts Ivory said," the woman said.
"Are you sure Tuscany?" replied the woman beside her.
"Yes Ebony, let's take her to the hall to be healed, you guys go back to your respective homes," said Tuscany to the crowd.
The crowd slowly dispersed though still whispers could be heard. Unbeknownst to them, there were eyes staring at the tied girl unblinkingly with a wide smile.
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"Tuscany, to be honest now, there are no more citizens here," the blue-eyed man started the conversation. He glared at Tuscany.
"Haha you really can't be fooled Lagoon," Tuscany chuckled. "She's not from our dimension, she's probably human."
All eyes stared at Tuscany in disbelief. Vermilion's reddish hair began to glow indicating she was alert. A restless aura began to emerge from the other end of the room, the woman who had been silent for a long time began to emit black light all over her body, it was Ebony, a high leader of the onyx order.
"Stop you two, I told you she had no ill intentions," said Ivory, glaring at the two higher-ups who were ready to launch an attack.
"Explain in more detail Tuscany, what did you read from the girl's mind," this time Shamrock spoke up.
"Just like the girl who found her, her mind was just black, but then my mind was spinning when I looked at her," replied Tuscany.
"You know?" this time Tuscany saw the higher-ups. "What I feel is exactly the same as what I learned if topaz reads human minds because humans are different creatures from us,".
"But somehow she has the same wand as us, that's what makes me doubt she's human or not," continued Tuscany, pointing to the wand strapped to the girl's waist.
Lagoon took his wand and checked further. "Very similar to ours, but the wand is colorless, is that possible?"
"That's possible if you haven't found your power or you lost your power, either because it was taken by the enemy or because you made a mistake," answered Ivory.
"But there's no way a kid his age doesn't have strength," this time Vermilion spoke up.
"Why not just wake her up, why do we have to guess?" Ebony smiled lopsidedly.
Ebony raised her wand and pointed at the girl, her mouth mumbled a spell, a second later a black flash started to shoot out from the tip of his wand and spread over the girl's body.
Nesa POV on
I slowly opened my eyes because I felt my body shaking, I felt an unpleasant aura surround me. I felt angry and restless, as if something was bothering me.
I feel myself tied up, this is weird, why am I tied up? I raised my head, I saw there were 6 people in strange clothes looking at me with various expressions. But what caught my attention the most was that they all had the same wand that the man in my dream had.
I looked left and right, I remember I had the same stick with them.
"You looking for this cute girl?" a man with blue eyes and hair held up the wand I was looking for.
He was wearing a shiny blue robe with a strange pattern around his hands, just like any girl I had seen before. He also wears a crown decorated with shiny blue stones, making him look dignified.
"Who are you?" The question slipped from my mouth.
"Wow, you are a brave girl," replied the jet-black-robed woman with a smile.
"Why do you have this wand?" this time the white-robed man glared at me, his white eyes piercing mine. The restlessness I felt grew stronger and made me a little nauseous.
"Why should I answer your question?" I ventured to look back at the white eyes that were staring at me intently.
"You really are a brave girl, you know," the black-robed woman mumbled something, flashes of black light emanating from her wand. Feelings of restlessness and anger permeated my soul, nausea made me want to eviscerate myself.
"Enough Ebony, you hurt him," the golden-yellow-haired woman glared at the black-robed woman.
The black-robed woman snorted in annoyance, a second later the pain I felt gradually disappeared.
"My name is Remela Oliver, I am a Tuscany, leader of the topaz order," the woman with golden hair and bright yellow eyes and a yellow robe and crown decorated with yellow gemstones introduced herself.
"The man holding your wand is Wello Oxiba, Lagoon, leader of the sapphire order. The white-robed man was Echan Esmoda, an Ivory, a leader of the diamond order. The woman with red hair on the other end was Chin Deliza, a Vermilion, a leader of the ruby order. That green-robed man is Danzai Kerilax, a Shamrock, a leader of the emerald order," the woman let out a short sigh. "And the woman who attacked you earlier was Opaz Lycia, an Ebony, leader of the onyx order,"
I furrowed my brow in confusion. I can't digest what that woman said, Order? leader? What is he talking about? I looked at them one by one, I just realized that they have wands of different colors and appearances, hair, eyes, or robes, all of them follow the color of the wand.
"I don't understand what you're saying," I said.
"Are you human?" this time the red-haired woman asked.
"Of course I am human, you are also human, why ask?" I answered his question in annoyance.
"We're not h..."
"Enough Vermilion, we can't believe it yet," the blue-robed man cut off the woman's words. "Where did you get this wand?" the man continued.
"It's my father's," I answered simply.
Their expressions changed at my answer. I don't know what they were thinking, they started whispering. The woman in the yellow robe came out of the room. Somehow the atmosphere became tense, I felt something was wrong with my answer.
"What is your father's name and why does he have this wand?" Ivory asked, his white eyes glaring at him.
"Why should I tell you? Don't you have to untie me if I want to talk? How rude," I glared back at him.
"Bad girl, you want to play around, don't you think?" the black-robed woman smirked at me, her wand raised at me.
"Enough Ebony. Shamrock untied." Ivory glared at Ebony until he let go of his will to attack me, looks like the white-robed man is the leader, I thought.
The green-eyed man started muttering something, the bonds in my body slowly dissipating just like that. It was beyond my imagination, but considering what I've been through, I'm getting used to it.
"Keylan Ox Zemora, that's my dad's name and I don't know why my dad has that wand, it's been in my house since I was born," I said firmly.
"Then why did you come here? Since 1000 years ago no human has been able to get here," asked Gading again.
"It was raining with lightning and thunder and then I raised the stick, white light started appearing then everything went black and I realized when a rock hit my head,"
"Try using this wand," the man called Lagoon returned my wand.
I picked it up but I didn't know what to do, I lifted the stick but nothing happened.
"Hurry up and do something," the black-robed woman sounded annoyed.
I raised the stick higher, but still nothing happened. I tried turning the stick but still nothing happens.
"Never mind, just put it down," said Ivory. "Is Tuscany back?" continued Ivory.
I saw Ebony nod, her eyes looking towards the entrance. The short golden-haired woman entered the room accompanied by the girl I saw when I first woke up.
"What's your name?" Ivory asked me.
"Nesa Zemora"
"And you?" Ivory asked the girl who had just entered.
"Selly Frasyla, Ivory," the girl said, lowering her head.
"Alright Selly, take Nesa to the academy, introduce her to our world," said Gading giving orders.
The girl nodded, she stood up and held out her hand to me.
"Who are you? What world is this? Why should I know your world?" I said confused, I didn't accept the girl's hand.
"Welcome to Irisbow, the world of wizards of color," said Ivory with a smile.