Capricarius90

     I’m sitting, waiting for Oli to come. My parents are not home, so I don’t have to worry about getting caught, even though I’m eighteen and legally an adult now. After we do this, we’re going to run away together. We’ll have to hide, but I don’t care as long as I’m with Oli. I left them a note so they know I wasn’t kidnapped. They never trusted us together, but they won’t find it till we’re long gone. They always spend a few weeks away when trying to regain their youth. They always go without me. I peek out the window again, waiting to hear the noise of Oli’s car engine coming down th

     I wake with a start in one of the beds.  Where am I?  I think, but as the sleep wears off, I remember. I look at the other bed and see Diego, asleep, and out the window, I can see the moon hidden behind a few clouds, but still high in the sky, so it must be late. I try to go back to sleep, but I end up just lying here, unable to sleep, all those half memories of people and places swimming through my head, unable to hold onto them for more than a moment. I decide to get up, maybe go outside. Slipping quietly out of the room so Diego doesn’t wake up, I leave the small sick room and begin to go into the main room, but stop at the curta

      After helping her, I go back to ask Janus what was really happening.      “I’m not sure,” he says. “It’s as if there’s something undoing my magic. But that can’t happen unless…”      “Unless what?” I ask.      “It is rare, hasn’t been seen in at least a century, probably more,” he says to himself. Now I get why my parents always hated having to talk to fully grown wizards, if they were all like this.      “Unless what?” I try

      Why did they come here?  I wonder. I can’t ask anyone what that place is, I need to remain undetected, so I decide to stay nearby and wait till nightfall. ************************************************************     I come back to find two worried faces staring at me. I move backward, to try to gain some personal space, and find that every muscle in my body is sore. “Are you okay?” they say together at the pained look that must have crossed my face. “Yeah,” I say to pacify them, even though I hurt everywhere, “what happened?”     Diego says, “Janus was behind you doing something-“

     The taste is awful, so much so that I almost spit it back out immediately, but then it is replaced by a sweeter taste, and I continue to drink. I finish all of what was in there and see that they are leaning in, watching me. I move backward, uncomfortable with the closeness.     “Do you remember anything,” Diego asks.     “Ummm…I’m not sure,” I say. How are you supposed to remember something if you have no idea what you are trying to remember?     “She might need something specific to focus on, to help bring them back,” Janus says.     “Try remembering the first time we met,” Dieg

     “There you are my bugabear,” I sang as he walked in. Bugabear, the nickname I gave him because he could bug the shit out of me, but whenever I really needed him, whenever it really mattered, he would always show up and protect me from whatever I needed protection from.     “Could we sit down for a minute?” he asks me. I step away from my attempt, more like dying attempt, at making dinner. I see the coupon book and think, “If I had ordered when I began to cook, that Chinese food could be here by now.” I go and sit on the couch with him, trading a stirring spoon for a TV remote. “I really need to get it

     “How did this amnesia happen?” he asks.      Even though I know what happened, I still let Diego explain, since he can actually remember it. “We were running from some people, who had found out about Angie’s powers,” he tells Janus, continuing up to the point I first remember.     “Okay,” he says, getting up, “I know what to do.” He walks over to one of the cabinets and begins rummaging through bottles with no labels, following a system only he knows. When he’s pulled out four of them, he begins mixing them into a fifth bottle. He then

     Surprised, I stop, trying to figure out what to say to this strange man. But before I can, he says, “I am Janus.”      Wow, I think, Here is the man who might be able to help me. “How are you able to tell?” I ask.      “When you’ve been practicing magic as long as I have, you learn to see these things,” he says looking at me with a smile. “So, what brings you two here?”      “Angie needs a teacher,” Diego tells him.      “You haven’t begun your tr

     The door opens to a dimly lit room. There are windows, but most of them are shut, the ones that are open allowing little light inside. There are cabinets in every corner of the room, all full of differently sized and colored bowls and bottles. In the center of the room is a table with five chairs around it and a few candles on top. As I step inside and my eyes adjust, I notice a curtain right next to the cabinets in the farthest corner, probably leading to a back room.     He leads us to the table and we all sit down, him opposite us. I can see that he is old, but he somehow seems young, as if his body still has the energy to fight any

     We walk into Mathos in the late afternoon. It is a very busy town, with people going back and forth, and always a wagon somewhere on the road. I begin to lead him around again, since he has to appear to be blind so as not to be suspicious. After a few tries, I manage to get someone to stop long enough to ask them where to find Janus. He gives us directions to a place deeper into the town. I knock at the door and it is opened a crack. “Is Janus here?” I ask. I see the person’s eyes flick to Diego then back to me.     “Sorry, blindness cannot be healed here,” he says, then begins to close the door.     I quickl