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“Wakie, wakie, ___!” You heard how Arthur yelled as he banged on your bedroom door.

You sighed and opened your eyes. Then you lifted your arm to cover them because he had just stormed inside your room and removed the curtains so that the sunlight shone in your face.

“Mr. Arthuuuuuur… Close the curtains agaiiiiiin…!” You moaned and hid underneath your blanket.

“No. It’s time to wake up now, ___.” He said as he pulled off your blanket from you.

You shivered. It was really cold.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?” You shouted as you stood up and grabbed your blanket back from him.

“To get you out of bed. And it worked.” He replied and turned his back to you and walked out of your room.

“Breakfast at eight.” He said as he closed the door.

You scoffed and looked around your room. It was a quite small room with white walls and only some furniture in it. You had a bed, a desk, a wardrobe and a chair and that was basically it. Well, you had a bookshelf too.

You sighed again as you walked up to your wardrobe and opened it. You lazily picked up a pair of jeans and a moss green sweater and threw them on the bed.

You then put them on and walked to the kitchen.

“You’re late.” Arthur said from behind his newspaper as you sat down.

You looked at the clock on the wall. “I’m one minute late… It doesn’t count.”

“It does.”

You ignored him and looked at the plate which was in front of you. It looked as if he had tried to bake pancakes.

Needless to say. They were black.

You picked the plate up and walked up to the trashcan and emptied your plate in it.

Arthur muttered something behind you but continued to read his newspaper.

You made new pancakes and ate them in silence, the only noise was Arthur flipping the pages of his paper.

When you were done eating he put it down. “Well, shall we go?”

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When you finally arrived at the small town it was already dark. The winter was closing up on you so maybe it wasn’t that weird but you still didn’t like it.

You walked behind Arthur in a quite fast pace.

“M-Mr. Arthur?” You asked, looking around in the dark.

“What is it, poppet?”

“C-could I hold your hand?”

He didn’t answer at first, so you thought that it was a no, but then he extended his gloved hand.

You looked at it, and then you took it. “Thanks.”

You continued to walk in silence but you weren’t as scared as before.

You glanced at Arthur. He looked straight in front of him with a stern expression.

His hand felt nice and warm. You smiled, he didn’t often let you hold his hand. But then again, it was your birthday, so… You looked up in the sky and breathed out and your breath became a small cloud.

It was really cold.

“___.” Arthur said but didn’t take his eyes off the road in front of him.

“Yes?”

“We’ll meet up with some other people before dinner, alright?”

You looked at him. “Uh, alright.”

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“Arthur!” the man with strawberry blonde hair yelled happily when he opened the door that you stood in front of.

“Hello, Vladimir.” Arthur replied with an annoyed tone.

Vladimir looked at you. “Well aren’t you a cutie, what’s your name?” He asked with a smile and you could see that he had a fang.

“Uh… My name is ___.” You replied and wondered if he was a vampire.

“___, that’s a wonderful name.” He continued to smile and grabbed your hand. You flinched at the sudden contact, but then you pushed away the thought about him being a vampire, his hand felt nice and warm.

You hugged his hand and didn’t really feel like letting go of it.

Unknown to you, Arthur noticed that and glared at Vladimir from behind you. He didn’t like how he so casually grabbed your hand when he knew that Arthur couldn’t.

Vladimir dragged you into another room where you saw a man with platinum blonde hair and icy blue eyes sit around a table.

He looked at you. “Hei, you must be ___.” He said with a monotone voice.

You nodded.

“I heard that it’s your birthday today. How old are you now?”

“F- fourteen, sir.” You stuttered, you didn’t like his eyes, they were creepy.

He just nodded and then he mumbled something that you couldn’t quite catch.

“I-I’m sorry, but what was that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.” He said with his monotone voice and Arthur came into the room.

“So you creeps still live in this rat hole, huh?” He said and Vladimir glared at him.

“Says the one who still has no electricity.” He hissed.

“I actually have now.”

“Since when?”

“Since last month.”

The two men continued to argue for a few minutes and the platinum blonde walked up to you.

“I forgot to ask for your name, sir?” You said.

“It’s Lukas, and there’s no need to call me sir.”

“Alright, Lukas.” You said and looked at Arthur and Vladimir arguing.

“Is it always like this?” You asked.

“Ja.”

“Not to be rude or anything, but where are you from?”

“I’m from Norway.” He replied, not showing any emotion at all.

“Okay…” You mumbled, trying to remember where that was. You then decided that you thought it was somewhere in northern Europe.

You both stood there, waiting for the other two to stop arguing, and eventually they did.

“Anyway, should we go now? It’s starting to get late.” Arthur asked and walked up to the door.

You followed him. “Mhm.”

The other two were close behind you and you turned around. “You’re coming as well?”

They nodded.

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It had now gone about a month and the first snow had already fell. You were eating your nice, oh well, whatever you feel like calling it, dinner while watching the snow fall outside of the window.

“Mr. Arthur?”

“What is it, poppet?”

“When will you start to learn me real magic?”

He sighed. “Soon, love. Soon.”

“Alright… When’s soon?”

“Not today.”

“So tomorrow?”

“No.”

“Next week?”

“No.”

“Then when!?”

“Another time when I think you’re ready! But clearly you aren’t since you keep nagging about it!”

“But I AM ready!”

“You are most certainly NOT ready!”

“AM TOO!”

“You listen to me now, ___ y-“ He cut off mid-sentence and suddenly grasped his heart.

You stared at him as he made some strange noises as if he was in pain, and it took a few seconds before you understood what was happening.

“M-Mr. Arthur, waah, waah, what should I do!? Are you having a heart attack? But you’re not that old, are you? Aren’t you, like, twenty-three? Gaaah! Doesn’t matter! I need to, eh… to call the police! Or wait… no, that’s not right. The fir- nah… What do you call when people are having a heart attack?”

You stood there for a few seconds, still not remembering.

“Ambulance, maybe…? Oh, Yeah! An AMBULANCE! I need to call for an ambulance!”

“NO, wait!” Arthur yelled between his cramps.

You turned around and looked at him. “But Mr. Arthur… You’re having a heart attack…”

“I’m n-ngh… not having a h-ghh, heart attack ___.” He managed to say as he stood up.

“Are you sure?”

He nodded. “Hundred percent.”

But deep inside, you knew that something was wrong… And you were right…

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“Alright, ___.” Arthur said and picked up a spell book from the desk in his room.

“This is the spell book that we’ll be using, alright?” He continued.

“Sure.”

“Good. The first spell that I’ll learn you is a basic one: How to create fire.”

You looked at him. “Fire…?”

He nodded. “Yes, now repeat after me: Ignis sit, fiat lux. Vos obsecro domine ignis.”

“Ignis sit, fiat lux. Vos obsecro domine ignis.” You said and he nodded at you.

“Good. Now, You need to remember that, if you forget it, you can’t make the spell.”

“Alright, what does it mean? It’s Latin, right?” You asked.

He nodded again. “Yes… It means: Let there be fire, let there be light. I summon thee, Lord of fire.”

You frowned. “Doesn’t that sound kind of cheesy?”

“Do you want to learn magic or not?” He asked and raised his eyebrows.

“Yeees, I want to learn magic… sorry that I said anything…”

He smiled at you, you were so much like her. So much that it was almost scary. Your (h/c) hair, your (e/c) eyes, the way you talked, the way you behaved, walked… He shook his head, he couldn’t think like that. She was dead, and it was his fault, he could not feel the same for you for if he did, you would have to die too. And he wouldn’t know what to do if you died...

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To be continued...