Okay. This week's post and others in the future will be like a story. I will have it in each week's post. This story is mine and mine alone.

The Real World (part 1)
I am walking through Epping Forest with my human girlfriend. Sadly, I will have to dump her soon because she is human and i am a Caster.
A Caster is a magical being, like a witch or wizard, but can have a variety of skills ranging from Aerokinesis to Telekinesis. The best Casters were called National Casters and had a tatoo on their left shoulder. I am heir to the Caster throne if my younger sister doesn't come back from America.
My girlfriend is cute, getting a doctorate at Cambridge, and just being an all-around cool person. She had bleach blonde hair, caramel coloured eyes, and was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. Her name was Alice.
Everything was right in the Supernatural world. The werewolves weren't attacking people randomly, the Slayers were only killing those who had actually done something wrong, and the vampires were keeping to their HQ and not bothering anybody. Yep, things were going pretty good for my life. Until this one day. This day turned everyone's lives upside down.
When Alice and I reach a clearing, we stop.
"Roth," begins Alice, "I really like you. Your so nice it's impossible to believe you're human." she laughs nervously.
I laugh with equal nervousness. But it's not because I'm nervous about Alice finding out I'm a Caster. It's because I sense something isn't right.
And from the darkness of the surrounding forest, a single grey UPS truck without the insignia bursts through the forest. Alice is screaming. I step in front of her as if to protect her from what might come from the truck. But what comes from it isn't what I expected.
It's a frail, old man dressed like a sixty year old Dracula: black,red, and white suit, black, wide-rimmed hat, long white hair underneath the hat, and pure white gloves.
"Caster." the man says, his voice flowing like liquid silver, which is poisonous to Casters. "You will be the first among all of your population."
"What?" whispers Alice. " 'Caster?' "
"Magic person. It's what I am. I need you to run." I reply.
"No flippin' way. I love you too much. I will folow you to the depths of Hell." Alice says defiantly.
"Nanda?" I say in Japanese. It means what. "Are you prepared to take the consequences?"
"Yes."
End Part 1
Hope you liked it. Please leave constructive comments.
Eternally yours,
Marishka