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"Why don't I come with you? Into the real world."
"Kiel that's insane, you belong in Magisteria."
He reached out for her hand. "Beth I don't wanna leave you. I belong wherever you are."
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"Kiel! What have I told you about keeping this place clean? It reeks in here!" shouted a young voice. The voice belonged to a red-haired young woman, known as Bethany. She stepped over some books in the room and stumbled over to Kiel's desk.
"Wake up Kiel, don't make me pour cold water on you again." She persisted. "Just a couple more minutes?" groaned the young male. Bethany laughed and nudged him a bit. "I let you sleep in yesterday! Besides, I'm sure the Boys Shelter is expecting the great boy magician." She chuckled.
He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Fine, if you insist. Can I at least eat breakfast before I go?" Bethany ruffled his hair and have a small smile. "Actually, I figured I would go stop by the bakery to get us some cupcakes. Just as a treat."
"Ooh really?! For me?" He gasped, jokingly. "Not just for you, I feel like I deserve some cupcakes after Queen Magica took my suggestion last week! Only took her three months." She muttered.
"You're absolutely right, you do deserve cupcakes." Kiel laughed. "I'm gonna go to the Boys Shelter while you're gone." Bethany gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Good. I'll be back in a few!" She yelled, rushing out the door. Kiel chuckled and turned back to his incredibly messy desk.
Okay, was it bad to lie about going to help orphans every Tuesday? Yes.
Was Kiel still doing it? Unfortunately, yes.
I mean, he totally would if he could. It's just that he had other things to take care of at the moment. Although, he mainly told himself that to make him feel better. It's not like he never did. In fact, he used to go a lot to do some tricks for the kids. Then one day, he just couldn't bring himself to go back.
He was doing his regular routine that day. Just performing simple tricks for the young boys in the shelter. "Any requests?" He asked the group around him.
"Ooh ooh can you make my pet mousie dance?" One boy piped up, holding up a small mouse. The other boys around him laughed. "I'll try my best," Kiel assured with a wink. He flipped through his book until he landed on the perfect spell. He whispered some words and waved his wands in an extravagant way.
He pointed the wands toward the mouse, and suddenly, it started moving in a funny way. It's little arms wiggled in the air, and it began to dance much like a ballerina. The boys oohed and aahed with wondrous applause following. Kiel smiled and gave a quick bow before taking a quick glance around the room.
One applause caused him to look towards a dark corner of the room.
There stood Owen. Or, what looked like Owen. The figure just clapped slowly, with a slick grin on his face. Although Kiel was confused, he knew this wasn't Owen.
It had to be Fowen. Orange jumpsuit and all. Most definitely from the Time Prison, he got banished to in Kara's book.
As soon as Kiel blinked, the boy was gone. Nobody seemed to notice Kiel's face shift into a look of fear or his skin fading to a white, ghostly color. The cheering of the boys seemed to slowly stop as the workers gathered the boys off to bed. Then Kiel was in the empty hall, all alone.
Ever since then he no longer wanted to visit the Boys Shelter. Whenever Bethany wanted to visit the workers, whom she was friends with, Kiel insisted she stayed home. On one hand he wanted to message Owen about how he thought Fowen was in town, but on the other hand he knew how busy Owen and Charm usually were.
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The Next Battle
FanfictionAfter the end of book five, a story closed and our favorite characters moved on. Or so that's what we're led to believe. But the battle isn't over, and these characters aren't done with this story. The only problem is, they haven't seen each other i...
