Chapter Two

PUCK

I walked into the stupid high school, having no idea why I aged or even went to school.

"I'm an Everafter," I mumbled, "I don't have to age."

But it felt as though I was waiting for someone. But who?

New kid… Again. But I always ruled school. Girls winked at me as I past… All excepted one.

She was in ripped jeans with pink leggings under them, pink halter top, white sunglasses with pink swirls sat on her blond head. She was putting her pink and white jacket into her locker.

Her friend, though, hit her and waved in my direction.

"Hey," I said, deciding to stop. Why did the blond look so familiar?

"Hey," The blonde's friend said, "I'm Tori."

"Hi Tori," I said, but she wasn't as interesting as the blonde.

"Sabrina," The blonde said, looking me up and down. "And you are?"

"Robin Goode," I said, I've been cutting of the 'fellow' for ages. "Or, Puck for short."

Sabrina's eyes went wide, "Puck?" She asked, but it wasn't as if she could believe the name it was as though she thought I was familiar.

The bell rang and she fell into step with the rest of the crowd taking to kids and laughing with others.

"Weird," I mumbled to myself as I tried to rack my brain. "I've seen her before."

But it wasn't just that… It felt like I've known her.

SABRINA

I walked into my bedroom, still in a state of shock.

PUCK?

"I'm studying," I called, "Don't come get me ok?"

"Kay, sweetie," My mom called, "Dinner is at 7 though."

"Kay," I called, then locked the door.

I took a deep breath and leaned back against the door.

"Sabrina?" Abrella, my own personal magical mirror, called.

Yes, she is a magical mirror, but I'll get to that.

"Abrella," I called, walking into the closet and looking at the reflection.

Also, my room is sound-proof.

"Yeah, Brina girl?" Abrella asked, looking at me from the mirror. I stepped in and looked around. It was sort of like the Hall of Wonders. Except this was my own personal armory, training arena, and magical warehouse.

"I saw Puck," I told her. She was my best friend… That knew my secret.

"Puck?" Abrella asked, shocked, "You saw him at school?"

"Yeah," I nodded, "But…"

"He doesn't remember does her?" She asked, shaking her head, "I'm sorry Brina."

She was during the war. She was in the trunk of the family's car, so her memory is just as good as mine.

"So'kay," I said, promising myself I wouldn't cry. I haven't cried in a long time and I wasn't planning on starting.

"What are you doing today?" Abrella followed me as I walked to a door labeled 'MAGIC'

Okay, so maybe I was addicted to magic. But after six years of living with it, I can definitely hand a little fairy magic.

Two large buckets of Forgetful dust sat in the corner. They were enchanted to keep themselves full. Along the wall were the magical items I've managed to steal back. Fairy wands, Godfather wands, Godmother wands, magical shoes, weapons, and other things lined the room.

I grabbed a fairy wand and waved it over myself. The clothes changed into light weight armor.

I know it's stupid, but I know some Everafters are planning on attacking again. Start another war. So, I'll be prepared and attack on the slightest start of a war.

"Sword work first," I told Abrella, she nodded and followed me to the room labeled 'ARMORY'

I looked around the room at all the weapons I've made, found, or just bought. I grabbed the nearest one and memories shot through me.

It was the one I won the war with.

The one that took the most blood.

Bellator

It means, Warrior in Latin.

I took it in my hand and swung it at the wall, chipping the wood.

Why do I train? Because the Scarlet Hand isn't all dead. I didn't get to kill all of them. I felt the evil presence watch over us for a while now. They're just waiting to start another war- And guess who has to save the Everafters sorry butts again?

Me.

Or, I can lose my family, die, and have Everafters take over the world.

"What do you want to start with?" Abrella asked me.

"Anything I can stab," I mumbled. "Anything you got, Abrella."