Well, today was rather mundane. All I did was accidentally find a portal to another universe. In that universe time is distilled so technically a year passed so what was a year there was a day here.(My age didn't carry so yeah, I think I'm still 21) And in there I met a team of ragtag adventurers. I joined their quest. They had a wizard, warrior, bard, ninja and paladin. Anyway my talent was the knowledge from our world. Not only did it fascinate my fellow adventurers but my knowledge allowed me to improvise weapons and other tech. Although the science of our world conflicted with their magic so I had to constantly figure out how the laws of physics were altered by their magic and how I had to adjust our science to accommodate for it. Meh, maybe I'll write it down but then again I'm not sure if you guys would ever care about the detailed adventures of me and those ragtag adventures. Whatever. Anyway, onto the flash fiction!
Magical Selection
“You know the
drill, write the runes for your chosen summon spirit animal evolution
on the scroll.” the annoyed teacher said to me. I could tell by the
worn expression on her face she was ready to cast seven lighting
spells just to blow off some steam if she could find something like a
tree or rock to aim at. Or maybe a very unfortunate goblin. “Please
tell me you decided before you came here.”
“Of course I
did!” I told my teacher. I was going to evolve my summon spirit
from a lame turtle to a tiger. I wasn't going to be mocked anymore as
Tabitha the Turtle Girl! I studied all the runes and was going to get
the tiger. All the popular witch girls have tigers. That's also why I
wear red robes. Wait! All the guys will think I'm trying to hard!
Will I go from Tabitha the Turtle Girl to being Tabitha the Desperate
Tiger Girl. Though they'll probably come up with something with a
more humiliating ring to it.
The teacher
groaned. “I can tell from the look on your face you're having
second thoughts. Picking your next evolution is an important thing.
You have to stick with it for a long time after all, usually years.
Don't rush on my account.” I knew the teacher would wait for me but
I saw her take a glance at the clock. I looked behind me. The other
students in line glared at me.
I could pick
eagle instead. Those gave the owner wind magic. But so many boys pick
them. Would they think I was picking them trying to be like them just
for attention? Ah, the black widow! Dangerous poison magic! Why did
that even cross my mind? Do I wanna look like a total goth? Plus I'd
have to pack components for twenty resurrection spells just because
it'll probably get squashed that much. How about a bear? No! That's
stupid! That's what all the muscle chicks pick! I kept running
options through my head. Nothing fit! Nothing I knew the runes for
hit. I looked behind me and the other kids just glared at me. I
panicked under the pressure.
I just scrawled
down random runes on the scroll and accidentally made some up.
The teacher's
eyes looked at the scroll with a curious look, “What did you pick?
By the gods, did you just scrawl down something randomly?” The
runes started to glow red, despite the fact it was just ordinary ink
on the scroll. The teacher then yelled, “Everyone get down!” All
the students ran from the scroll then ducked, including myself. A
loud bang followed. But there was no explosion just a flash of light.
And confetti. Lots of confetti.
A dragon stood
in the middle of the chamber with a party hat and balloons. “I'd
like you to congratulate you on summoning me with you intense magical
powers,” the beast said in a deep bellowing voice. “Must have
taken you a couple thousand years to discover the runes to summon. I
do love the mortal realm. Don't know why you evolved me from a
turtle. You look young. You must have used a youth spell to last long
enough to learn how to evolve me. Still a turtle? Guess you must have
loved turtles. After all only a real low level witch would actually
be forced to have a summon spirit turtle.” The dragon's loud voice
was accompanied by tiny puffs of smoke from its mouth.
My teacher then
said. “You evolved a dragon! Is that even possible? Must be, you
just did it! I'm going to get the principle. Now. Children, whatever
you do, don't panic, and I'll be back, probably with the rest of the
staff and every 9th level spell that I can muster.”
My teacher then
left.
The dragon then
laughed. “Aw, that's cute. She thinks she can get me with level 9
spells. Anyway, what's you're name and I'm curious what spell did you
use to become immortal so you had the time to learn how to evolve
me?”
I was still in
shock and actually still ducking. I stood, trying to assert
authority. “Um, well. I'm not actually immortal. I'm just a kid who
evolved you by accident. I couldn't decide what to evolve my turtle
into so I just scrawled something down randomly.”
The dragon then
said with a mischievous smile, “So, I am bound by your command. But
being a child you really don't have the discipline to use my powers
responsibly and would have no problem with us doing things like
pulling pranks and just screwing around?”
I then
nervously replied, “I guess so...”
The dragon then
laughed. “Wow, my time in the mortal realm will be so much funner
than the last time I was summoned. What I wanna do is kidnap a
princess, let some prince come to rescue her and right before he's
ready fight me to death just leave. The expression on his face will
be priceless. Or we could suddenly give him and the princess cake.
That could be funny too. Anyway let's ditch this joint.”
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