The Gamma´s Equinox

Chapter Six: The Pesky Witch

Elyes

The morning dew and upcoming rain was heavy in the air as I stepped out of the office and made my way outside. I needed to think and train my powers. I had always felt more powerful and alive when outside, especially surrounded by the nature.

Magicians thrived when in nature, it was the source of our energy and we were closely connected to the elements our power came from. I was a pyrokinetic, which meant fire was my biggest assent and my strongest companion.

When I was close to the source of a fire my enegry was the biggest as I could easily extract the enegry and fill my body with the neccessary power and vitality.

I walked slowly, but steadily as a man with a purpose seeing the sun was slowly rising high up on the sky. The autum had just started, but it would take no time and the clod would replace the warmth of the season.

I never liked cold for obviosuly reasons, more power was more efficient when in hot enviroment, but thankfully throughout the years I learnt how to store the heat, so my power was as strong during winter as it would be in summer. There was nothing stopping me using the same amount the whole year.

The morning was cold and wind harsh against my heaten skin, but I welcomed it becasue for two days now I was burning on the inside and it wasn´t my magic doing it.

The reason was a certain she-wolf with a pale purple hair. She was burned into my mind, the images were not leaving me alone and every time I clsoed my eyes I could see her clearly. I shook my head annoyed as the anger filled my body, the magic swirling and flowing into the tips of my fingers as I saw the green grass turn yellow underneath my bare feet.

I snapped out of my daze and walked a little faster towards the altar inside the woods created by the acient witches for us to perform the required rituals. I saw the archway in the distance as the wind was blowing making the trees bent slightly under the harsh power of it making me shiver as I sat on the ground inside the holly circle that was created by a elemental crystals.

Right next to the seat was a golden goblet that served as a carrier for a magical power. The magician would call upon his or her power, store it inside the golden goblet where it would grow in intensity extracting an energy from the holly circle and the woods around before the power could be abosorbed by magician.

I waved my hand in the air as the red sparks appeared before creating a whirlwind of fire that was descending in the middle of the altar and into a acient golden goblet. The burning red hot lava of my power was sizzling with the intensity and scorching heat emitting from the goblet.

I sat cross-legged putting my hands on my knees palms up and with my eyes closed I was reciting the acient spell praying to the Goddess to amplify my power. I would definitely need it for the next fight that was to come. We weren´t finished with searching for the hybrids and I knew more troubles were surely awaiting for us.

I knew my master had a plan to eliminate all the hybrids, not just the magic ones. I was led to believe they were abnormality, the error of the nature, something that should never been born. The equlibrium of the powers mixing inside such a person was distrubed, therefore the carrier of the pwoers was more dangerous and unpredictable.

Although, I knew better. After the many years I spent with him, I knew exactly what my master wanted from the hybrids.

He wanted their power!

He wanted to own their unique abilities and strong magic. I saw with my own eyes as he captured a few hybrids, torturing them and awoking their powers just to suck them out of the people leaving them without magic and with just one part of their soul as an empty shell of a person they once were.

The dangerous thing was, that magicians couldn´t live without their magic power. It was like a blood running through our veins, like the air we were breathing for our lungs and heart to work, the water we needed to drink for our body functioning. Simply, it was a essential for us.

The exact reason why the outcome of the process was death. Nobody with a magical power was able to survive being separated from their magic. It was a death sentence.

It didn´t matter if it was a full pureblood magician or hybrid. The shiver went down my spine as I remembered the boy still calmly sleeping inside the bed not knowing what was waiting for him after he woke up. I knew my master wouldn´t be gentle or merciless. No, that wasn´t simply in his nature.

He would come strongly and harshly on the small hybrid boy. Awakeing his powers and testing them. The only thing that was now making me less concerned was that he would probably want to wait until the boy would reach his full potential. So, we still had a couple of years to come.

I was aware that my master was feeding by the magic of the other witches in the coven. They gave their essence and enegry willingly like a good followers they were. We could share our magic and life power through s*x if we wanted to.

I was mumbling the spell over and over again feeling my magic grow on the intensity as the sizzling sounds and the wave of heat reached me. However, the burning heat didn´t hurt even a hair on my body as I was imune against it.

The inferno burning around me was increasing on the intensity creating a fire twister around me and essentially cutting me from the outside world. The holly circle was providing the neccessary protection to the forest and the nature surrounding me as I sucked the power of the fire in my body feeling the skin burn making me smile with satisfaction.

The more it burned my body, the more content I felt knowing my powers were thriving. I sucked all the energy in as the fire was extinguish. I took a few deep breaths as the power spread to every cell of my body and I felt reenergised.

"Lye!" my name sounded through the silent forest disturbing my focus and concentration.

"Lye!" came another shout as I heard the footstepps nearing, "there you are!" woman´s vocie exclaimed breaking the magic of the place.

I sighned heavily knowing exactly who it was recognising the high pitched voice of a fellow witch and my past fling Melinda. She was my age and we knew each other from the begining coming to the master´s coven around the same time. We had quickly became friends and later in the age also lovers.

But that was a history.

"Melinda," I greeted her not caring to cover my irritation taht was clear from the tone of my voice.

She was a tall woman with a gorgeous body and warm sun-kissed skin, honey brown hair and deep light blue eyes. I would once considered her beautiful, stunning even but now the only woman I could call a beauty was the one with a killer body and tanned skin that filled my mind and dreams. The face of an angel was clear except for the light freckles under her eyes, her nsoe was small and her lips pink and plump.

I was once allured and captured by the ocean blue eyes of Melinda, but no more. I was not a horny teenage wizard anymore. Now it was doing nothing to me as the only eyes I was able to see were the deep hazel ones of the unknown she-wolf. The hazel eyes as rich as the earth´s soil stained with the green and gold flecks but deep hazel brown mixing perfectly.

I wanted to see those eyes again. I wanted to see them shine in the sunlight of the morning, to glow when she was angry.

She bewitched me.

Oh, the irony was not lost on me.

I shook my head and focused back to what Melinda was saying to me. I was quite pissed that she came and interrupted my meditating. I wasn´t in a mood to talk with her. I ended things with her long time ago, but we still had s*x from time to time. She could be very persuating when she wanted, but she could also be very pesky. Annoying as hell.

I stayed silent hoping she would leave me the f**k alone as I was still sitting inside the circle, the magic flowing through the air.

Clearly, she didn´t get the hint.

"I was looking for you," she told me batting her eyelashes making me roll my eyes as I got up from the ground and walked towards her and out of the holly circle.

"Why were you looking for me?" I asked her with interest.

"Master is sending me on the mission," she started to say looking up at me seductively.

"And what does that have to do with me?" I was impatient and didn´t want to lose my time with her anymore.

"I was thinking we could have a quicky before I leave. For the old time´s sake." Melinda suggested and a few days ago I would probably agree just to release some tension, but now the thought of having s*x with her was making me sick.

I wanted to vomit all over her. What the hell was wrong with me?

Magicians were s****l creatures, we could share our magic with a partner through the connection of our bodies and it made as stronger and more pumped up. I had never shared my magical force with anyone during s*x and I hadn´t planned to do so yet.

Of course I had s*x, a lot of it with a different witches, mostly Melinda but we weren´t an item and I was free as she was also. I wasn´t jealous when she slept with others, but she seemed to now share my opinion.

Often, she used to get angry on the other witches and would create a scene. She was quite jealous and very annoying.

"I am not in the mood, Mel." I told her trying to walk around her, but she held my arm.

"Come on, Lye. You are all tense, I bet you haven´t had release in the long time." She claimed as her hand went to my trousers palming my c**k.

She was bold and went right to the bottom of the things. I appreciated her approach in the past, but now I felt disgusted. I closed my eyes recalling the early shower I had and the mindblowing orgasm I reached just to be jerking off to the image of a she-wolf I felt nothing at her touch.

My skin burned with the new energy as I took her hand and removed it from my crotch.

"Well, thankfully that is no concern of yours." I told her with a smirk as I walked pass her and through the forest thinking over the morning and how I wasn´t even sure my c**k would be able to stand for her.

"You can have me here against the tree," she whispered into my ear with which was supposed to be a seductive voice.

I leant closer to her my lips brushing hers as I said with a low and deep voice, "I´ll pass,"

The pesky witch was leaving my junior cold and unimpressed, but the thought of a feisty she-wolf was making me painfully hard as my c**k was stained against the zipper of my trousers.

I needed to stop this nonsense, but right now I had more important job waiting for me. I headed to the house seeing that everyone was up as the morning progressed. Walking down the hall and to the left I came to stand in front of the door. I took a deep breath knowing the time had come and there was no escaping it.

I opened the door revealing and went inside seeing the person behind.