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Writing Prompt #864
Raised in an orphanage, you know nothing of your magical heritage. However, when you reached the age of maturity, you discovered that you possessed the powers of both the light and the dark. You don't know how your dark powers came to be, but they could get you killed by the magical enforcers: a group sworn to remove black magic from the world. That's why you fled the orphanage in the dead of night and never looked back. You survived on the streets, using your wit and your grit as well as a little bit of your dark powers, but only when absolutely necessary. Now an adult, you still remain in the shadows, keeping to yourself. One fateful night you stumble across an attempted murder. You refuse to watch an innocent man be killed. With no choice but to use your dark powers, you save his life. Little do you know that the handsome man you saved is, in fact, a magical enforcer.
“I’m going to finish you off.” I hear a male growl. Is he talking to me? I quickly look around. I spot two men fighting in the alleyway to my left. One of them with reddish blonde hair. The other one has dark brown. “You can’t take me.” I hear the same voice say as I see the male with the reddish blonde hair collapse to the ground. Before I even know what I am doing, I yell into the Alleyway.
“Hey, Asshat.” The dark brown haired male turn towards me. He eyes me up and down then turn back towards the male on the ground. I growl at being dismissed so easily. Before I can over think it, I’m storming my way down the alleyway. “How dare you try and kill an innocent man.” I snap at the male pulling on my dark magic. The male turns back towards me with a sly smirk.
“What are you going to do to stop me?” He says mockingly as he lifts a finger and points it towards me. I feel a ball of light heading towards but my dark magic protects me without even a thought.
“This is what I’m going to do about it.” I say as I pull a little more on my dark magic and fling a little bit back at him. It’s not enough to kill him but enough to show him not to under estimate me. Once the dark magic hits him he looks stunned, then he does another look over me. He turns and takes off running. He’s out the other side before I’m even able to do anything. I rush over to the male on the ground. I fall to the ground next to him. He’s still breathing which is a good thing. I place my hands on his chest and pull on my light magic. I push it into him to heal him. As soon as I pull my hands back the male sits up and his fists fly up to protect his face.
“Where did the magic user go?” The male ask looking around the alleyway. His fists slowly lower to his side. “Fuck, he got away.” He hangs his head. “The magical enforcement is going to tan my hide.” Oh fuck, did I just save an enforcer? I slowly back away from him. He finally turns and looks at me.
“Please don’t kill me.” I whimper out.
