Prologue 2
If you have read the first prologue, then you would have come to realize that there is more to this world than what meets the eye. There are quite a few people like me… Not Shapeshifters, but people with what I’d like to call “talents”. That is because magic runs in our blood. Not the street tricks… we do magic that is extremely dangerous. We generally tend to resort to our talents rather than magic because there is a very high risk of getting burned out… Literally speaking, you DIE.
I’m gonna introduce you to my folks later on. For now, let’s settle down on the matters at hand. We’re at war. Yes. You heard it right… War. There are two sects among us – Solaris and Lanfear… Good and evil, light and darkness, you get the jist. While we, at Solaris, fight and strive hard to protect the balance in nature, those at Lanfear are all about destroying it. This has been the conflict that has lasted generations.
Till a few years ago, we had managed to keep the Lanfear isolated on an island that is somewhere in the middle of the Pacific ocean. The exact location and its name? I certainly do not know because my father never got the chance to tell me. The recent years were not so peaceful as they used to be. The Lanfears were breaking loose. Nobody knew how. But the people that we had isolated had become stronger than ever before.
It was twenty-three years ago that they started escaping and attacking Solaris. The isolation enchantment was weakening and the attacks were few in the beginning. Then, all of a sudden, the attacks stopped. A few council members had visited the island and had checked whether all the enchantments were working. However, they failed to know that the isolation enchantment was very weak.
And fifteen years ago, there was a large-scale attack. Or should I say massacre? For it was purely one-sided and the people of Solaris were sure as hell not expecting anything of that sorts. I was a victim of the attack too… But I cannot help but admire the flawless and awesome planning they had done and the hard work they had done to perfect their talents.
In both the sects, we have people with the following talents: Travellers, who don’t literally travel long distances on foot or anything. They have the ability to teleport themselves and anything or anyone in physical contact with them. Then there are the Elementalists, who can control the elements – Fire, Water, Earth, Air and Sky. Next come the Shapeshifters, people like me, who can transform into their spirit animal on being triggered (triggers can be happiness, sadness, anger…. any particular emotion varying from person to person). There are people with extremely high intelligence, called the Cerebrals, who are our strategists. Then come the people who are most beneficial to stealth operations – those who can bend light. In all my thirty years of life( I was seven when the first attack had happened), I’ve never heard any specific term being used to designate them. People just call them the Light Benders.
When the massacre happened, five kids within the ages of ten and fifteen were the only ones to get away with a bit of injuries. I was the oldest among us. So, naturally, I had to assume the leadership of our group. And as you probably would have assumed by now, each of us had different talents. That, dear readers, is for the next part where I will introduce them to you and I’ll also introduce myself more elaborately.
(To be continued…)
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