Sawin smiled to herself as she washed the dishes. It had been three weeks since Minseek had come to live with her. She had no idea the things he and her daughter were doing with each other, and she misconstrued him staring at her as him starting to see her as a mother, so she was happy. But she gasped as a hand grabbed her shoulder. Because of her slight knowledge of magic, when she heard the soft feminine voice say.
"Zeladim", panic rushed through her body followed by the magically summoned bolt of electricity. Her body tensed up, and she fell forward slamming her head against her counter. She hit the ground spasming, all too aware of the pain, and the fact her death was near. Her bare toes spasmed, scraping the stone floor as milk leaked from her motherly breasts, wearing her nightgown. A yellow spot appeared on her crotch as urine pooled on the floor. And then she was dead. Her eyes stared at nothing, and her tongue hung out. That night Sawin Alwrith died alone and terrified, not even have had seen her thirty-first summer, wetting herself.


Minseek groaned in his sleep as he rolled over in his bed. Something felt wrong, as if something deep in his gut was screaming at him. He rolled over again and found himself looking at the celling of the little room he was staying in. Minni slept soundly in the bed below his as rain started to beat against the window. He sighed, slowly climbing down the latter to the floor. He figured a walk would clear his head. But as he went for the door, it suddenly swung open, slamming against the wall. Minni sat up with a shriek.
“Are you Minseek?” a figure standing in the doorway said with a powerful feminine voice that all at once sounded fierce and dangers, as well as motherly and loving. It remined Minseek of the ringing of the town bell. Lightning flashed, briefly illuminating the figure in the doorway in the door stood a cloaked woman with her hood down exposing her beautiful face. She had neck length raven black hair and bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in the dark. Her skin was porcelain, and across it ran a blue pattern that matched her eyes. Minseek swallowed nervously.
“W-who are you?” he asked. The figure stepped forward, her booted footsteps surprisingly loud considering her small figure.
“Belidim” she said holding her hand out, and suddenly a bright light appeared in her hand, illuminating the room, and her once again. This time however she held a ghostly cold presence as she looked down at the boy.
“Are you Minseek? If so, it is best that you answer me. There are those who would want you dead if you are him, and they are not far” she said. Minni gasped.
“Y-yes” she said. “Yes, he’s Minseek” she said.
“Minni” he snapped turning to her. She yelped turning away.
“You did good girl; in fact, you may have saved the boy’s life” she said stepping forward. “Get dressed, both of you, we’re leaving now” she said.
“But what about my mom?” Minni asked. The woman turned to her with a grave look.
“I’m sorry child, your mother is dead” she said.
“Mom” Minni said “No, you’re lying” she said with an oddly calm voice. You’re lying!” the girl screamed. “You’re lying to me my mommy is fine!” she shrieked.
“Minni” Minseek said firmly as he turned to her. She made a sound like a hiccup.
“She’s lying right? She must be. My mommy is downstairs right now sleeping” she said.
“Get dressed” he said firmly as he did so himself. He did not plan to die because of some girl’s meaningless emotions. Minni sobbed softly but did as she was told. Soon both had changed from their sleepwear to clothes more appropriate for travel.
“Now listen you two” the woman said kneeling down so that she was eye level with them. “There are very bad people in this city right now. I had to fight the ones that where in this house, and I may have to fight more. I will need you to stay by my side the entire time unless I say otherwise. You will do exactly as I say, understand?” she said. Both children nodded. “Good” she said nodding herself. “Good” she repeated as she stood. “Then let us depart”. All three walked down the stairs, and in the floor lay the body of Sawin Alwrith. Minni gave a pained gasp, but Minseek felt a sense of excitement rush through his body, ending at, and stiffening at his cock. She was a truly beautiful woman now that she was dead.
“Mommy” Minni said weakly.
“Come now, we have not time to waste” the woman said. The two followed her outside where a settled whanoo waited outside. The best had sleek blue fur covering its large for legged body which stood taller than even the tallest man. Sturdy hoofs rested at the end of each foot, and matted, tale like links of fur hung from the ends of its ears to its chest. The beast turned to them and snorted, its intelligent purple tented black eyes fixating on the children. Minseek would later find the animal to be quite impressive. Most of the whanoos in the city he called home where nowhere near as large or as impressive looking, but for now all he could think about was whoever was perusing him. The woman helped Minni on onto the animal before helping Minseek, and final leaping atop it herself.
“Minseek, hold onto me, and girl, hold onto him. I cannot afford to stop for you” she said. Minseek wrapped his arms around her waist and felt Minni do the same with him. The woman gently kicked the animal’s side. “Let’s go” she said, and the whanoo took off into a gallop. Minseek felt the cold night air explode against his face, and goosebumps popped up all over his body.
“What’s your name?” he shouted to the woman.
“I am Innis” she said, not even turning back to them. He felt Minni press her face against his back, and her tears soak into his shirt. As they road through the city, a galloping whanoo approached them, carrying a hooded figure. As the rider grew closer, they through off the hood of their cloak reveling them to be a beautiful young woman with blonde hair, and pink markings across her skin.
“Horns of Beldomit” Innis swore barely loud enough for Minseek to hear. She outstretched her hand towards the woman and shouted “Gazin”. A mist shoot from the palm of her hand, before forming into a knife sized icicle which embedded itself into the woman’s chest. She gave a girly “Oof” before falling of the animal, her dead body tumbling on the ground. Minni gave a shriek, but Minseek felt his excitement grow. More cloaked riders emerged from the alleys of the city, one even riding over their fallen. All through their hoods back reveling that they were all beautiful women and began to chant. A fire ball flew past Minseek hitting a building and exploding, and Minni shrieked again as more projectiles flew at them. Innis swore colorfully before turning around on the saddle and standing atop the moving animal. Minseek gasped as the woman balanced atop the rushing animal, her cloak blowing in the wind. She raised her hands out as more projectiles nearly missed them.
“Naaajjay fum!” she shouted thrusting her hands out. Streams of fire erupted from her palm before exploding into a wave of flame which rushed towards the riders and engulfed them as they screamed in pain and terror. Innis swiveled around on her heels and sat back down as the whanoo started to dash towards the city gate.
“That was incredible” Minseek said sounding aw struck. Minni was shaking terrible.
“No” Innis said coldly, eyes forward. “No, it was a tragedy. Suddenly Minni shrieked again, and Minseek felt something warm splatter against him. He quickly turned, just to see Minni, with a pained expression, falling off the back of the running animal with an arrow in her side. Time seemed to slow, and he reached for her, but Innis snatched his wrist, holding him bag.
“We can’t afford stop for her boy” she said. “Besides, I imagine she’s already dead. Minseek stared back at the darkening road behind him. He felt no grief, but part of him wished he could have saved her, she was proving useful after all. The Whanoo rushed out of the open city gate, into an open field, and slowed to a trot.
“Why did you come?” Minseek asked. The cloaked woman did not reply. “Why did they come?” he asked, “Why did they kill Minni and Mrs. Alwrith?”. The woman remained silent for a moment longer before speaking up.
“You scare them Minseek” she said. The boy felt anger flare up in him. They were scared of him? That was the most ridicules thing he had ever heard.
“Those where sorceress” he said, “as are you” he added. “Tell me, why would sorceresses be scared of me, a little boy with no family” he said coldly. The animal stopped and Innis looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful night, and there was hardly a spot in the sky not covered by a star.
“Magic Minseek is a wonderful thing. It is power in its purest form; it is our wills enacting themselves upon this physical world” she said. “Magic is a wonderful thing that can be used for good as well as evil. It is wonderfully chaotic like that. However, sense or perhaps even before time itself began, magic has only been able to be harnessed by women” she said.
“And? What does this have to do with me?” Minseek said heatedly. “You said it yourself only girls can use it. I am a boy”. She turned to him, and her blue eyes which seemed to glow in the dark petrified him.
“I have reason to believe that you are the acceptation to that rule” she said.
“W-what?” Minseek said as panic began to overtake him. He knew full well what she meant.
“I believe that you, Minseek, can use magic”