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Finding Out

Crystal Rose-Leaf of The New Beginning
Eight minutes of reading 2,101 words – 1 June 2012
English – original version

“The wom­an waved her hand in front of the face of the ar­mored and be­low it ap­pears pur­ple cir­cle, and he dis­ap­peared im­mers­ing him­self in cir­cle while the ar­mored dis­ap­pear­ing wom­an de­creased to me. I was still numb from what I saw, my heart was beat­ing with ac­cel­er­at­ed speed, and I didn’t see when the wom­an ap­proached me.
“Are you okay?” Sud­den­ly I heard her ask me.”

With­out hes­i­ta­tion I looked at the voice, al­though it was still dark, the light com­ing from un­der my fluffy cot­ton shone enough to see that smirk of an un­known wom­an, and her eyes showed a mis­chievous look as if watch­ing some­thing fun­ny.

Nar­rowed eyes, re­al­iz­ing that she was smil­ing at me (or rather laugh at me), my body shrank in de­fense pos­ture with­out be­ing re­al­ized and it seemed my sav­ior was lit­tle both­ered about that (I hope). Sure­ly she no­ticed my re­ac­tion as sud­den­ly raised her hands.

“Come on. Re­lax, I won’t hurt you and I will do noth­ing to you, ” she said mov­ing away “ Oh come on, I has just saved you. You will not be like those rude young peo­ple who don’t both­er to say thank you? ”she be­gan again, prob­a­bly be­cause she saw that I did not move.

“Um, thanks?” I said soft­ly while I watched her fright­ened “Who are you? Who was that man? What IS …….” I start­ed with my nu­mer­ous ques­tions.

“Hold on!” She in­ter­rupt­ed by rais­ing her hand to my face “things ac­cord­ing to or­der, please. So first lets go to some­where else, here it is not safe to speak and is it bet­ter to keep us warm, but be­fore that … ”she took her hand from my face and said to the sunken in­to obliv­ion Leila, who flew to the“ cot­ton ” with a sur­prised face.

She said some­thing with a loud voice, again un­known to me lan­guage words, and un­der the Leila’s bloody leg ap­pear pur­ple cir­cle, and from it came a huge white lily and en­veloped Leila. Be­fore the flow­er to em­brace her I saw a star­tled and at the same time fright­ened, and for a mo­ment she looked at me.

“What I start­ed to ask ….” turn­ing to an un­known wom­an.

“Do not wor­ry about her, she’s good. Trust me, ”she re­as­sured me in­ter­rupt­ing me be­fore I fin­ish the ques­tion,“ Now go, the sun will soon shine ”

“How …” I went back to say but the strong wind com­ing from be­neath us in­ter­rupt­ed me and I cov­ered my eyes with my hand.

I opened my eyes again when I felt the wind sub­sid­ed and I re­al­ized that no longer sit on the “cot­ton”, but on a brown hard­wood floor. While got up from the floor I looked around the room in which I was lo­cat­ed, smells like wood so I guess it is made en­tire­ly of wood, I was not sure be­cause the walls were not seen since they were ob­scured by the book shelfs. The shelfs were so high that I could not see its end, I won­dered whether there even a roof, the whole room was full of shelves with books, there were even books were be­hind the stairs, ex­cept of course in front of the brown wood­en door and two win­dows be­side it cov­ered with big man­dar­i­nate or­ange cur­tains.In front of one of the shelves there was a great beige so­fa, be­side the so­fa was rock­ing chair, in front of the chairs had glass rec­tan­gu­lar ta­ble and her legs had a sil­ver metal­lic col­or.

“An in­ter­est­ing taste has this wom­an” I thought. And then I re­mem­bered that I could see all this in the room with­out light, I looked up to see the lights but I re­al­ize that the ceil­ing is not vis­i­ble, so I looked at the walls again and no­ticed the fly­ing lanterns, as I went to touch them a loud voice stopped me .

“I wouldn’t that if I was you, you will get burned,” she said smil­ing “What would you say to climb up here and get warmed up?” She waved her hand and turned around.

I heard her foot­steps and the sound of her chair be­ing moved, I walked up­stairs mak­ing nois­es ev­ery time I step on the stairs. Again, I sur­veyed the room, it seems that this is the din­ing room, the walls had no shelves of books but pho­to­graphs her fam­i­ly as­sumed, the an­gle be­tween the wall and wood­en fence had two cab­i­net, above them al­so had pic­tures. In the mid­dle of the room was a large round ta­ble and around it there were six chairs, one of which sat a wom­an with a cup of tea in her hand, and with a fin­ger she point­ed the chair be­side her.

“I sup­pose that’s for me,” I thought.

Go­ing to a place de­signed for me I looked at wom­an again, this time in a clear light. Her hair is still braid­ed, and the col­or was dark blue, her eyes are bright blue and they re­flect­ed un­con­ven­tion­al wis­dom for her age, as she seemed in her 20s. She was wear­ing a dark pur­ple shirt and blue jeans, and her bots have been re­placed with pink slip­pers. Once I sat in the chair be­side her, she turned around to me still smil­ing.

“In­deed, much like your moth­er, ex­cept for hair and eye col­or, but the face … the stand … If I didn’t know your moth­er I would say that you’re her,” she said af­ter a few min­utes laugh­ing.

“You know my moth­er?” I asked the sur­prised

“Of course I know her so I’m her sis­ter,” she laughed high­ly.

“But she told me that her par­ents are de­ceased and she no oth­er rel­a­tives,” I said nar­row­ing my eyes as these words came out of my mouth the wom­an we stopped laugh­ing and looked at me again but this time her eyes showed sad­ness.

“Yes … it was a prom­ise for her to stay and mar­ry your fa­ther, we made her prom­ise nev­er to share who she is and where she comes from” look­ing at her tea as she spoke, “we thought they would not fol­low her in hu­man world, and she had giv­en up their pow­er be­cause your fa­ther, ”she said in a low voice thatI bare­ly heard her say to me.

“Ex­cuse me? What are you talk­ing about? What prom­ise? What pow­ers? ”I was to­tal­ly con­fused, the ques­tions lit­er­al­ly flew out of my mouth and I jumped from my chair

“I un­der­stand your con­fu­sion it, but first sit drink your tea and calm down. While do­ing that I’ll tell the whole sto­ry, okay? ”She raised her hand and gen­tly pushed me to sit down.

I did what she told me, drank tea and re­lax. When she was suf­fi­cient­ly con­vinced that I was soothed, she smiled and raised her hand turned to the pic­tures on the walls and waved to her­self. The pho­tos in­stant­ly flew to her, and I opened my eyes wide star­ing va­cant­ly, she laughed a lit­tle, but her face was back to a se­ri­ous one af­ter sec­onds there­after.

“So let us first start with my name, I am Nattsu­ki Fuka­ia­ma” turned to me with a se­ri­ous face, "Now let me ex­plain the mag­ic”

She lift­ed her hand to my face and the pur­ple cir­cle ap­pears again, af­ter a mo­ment the cir­cle move over the ta­ble and some­thing be­gan to rise from it.

“Mag­ic is the art of ma­nip­u­lat­ing cer­tain as­pects of re­al­i­ty or by su­per­nat­u­ral means or through knowl­edge of the oc­cult laws, un­known to sci­ence in our world that mag­ic is trans­mit­ted at birth. Mag­ic is of­ten viewed with sus­pi­cion by the gen­er­al pub­lic for this many years the mags did not want any­thing to do with peo­ple and trained their heirs in ”Aish­warya“, mag­ic world whom them­selves have cre­at­ed. ”She paused to sip tea.

Once she was done talk­ing from the cir­cle, which had ap­peared ear­li­er, rose a lit­tle girl with wings. She looked at me and shake, then she take off some­where, the cir­cle van­ished short­ly af­ter she took off. My head rolled quick­ly to aunt Nat­su­ki, but she on­ly smiled sly­ly

“What does that have any­thing to do with me?” I asked her while I stared her

“Well my dear, you mage” she said as point­ing at me

“That is ab­surd” I said sur­prised, “You said your­self that mag­ic is trans­mit­ted by birth and I am sure that none of my fam­i­ly are mags”

“Wrong,” she said wav­ing a fin­ger in front of my face, “Your moth­er is .. No I should say ”was“ ma­gi­cian. She was one of the best ma­gi­cians I’ve ev­er met ”with a sad voice said,“ But… ”

“Wait, wait. Do you se­ri­ous­ly say­ing that my moth­er is ma­gi? But she … she … al­ways….Clum­sy” I in­ter­rupt­ed her and on­ly man­aged to ar­gue.
“Yes, and I was as sur­prised as you are now.” She laughed “Let me fin­ish. But af­ter meet­ing with your fa­ther, she changes, ”she con­tin­ued as sure that won’t cut her off again “ She raised against our fam­i­ly or in fact against your grand­moth­er. ”

“I have a grand­moth­er?” In­ter­rupt­ed her again

“Yes, of course, ac­tu­al­ly have the whole fam­i­ly mem­ber whom you would able to think off” She smiled and one pic­tures flew out be­fore my face.
In the pic­ture were 20th peo­ple lined up around in four rows, the first rows were men, the wom­en af­ter them I had as­sumed their wives, the third rows was the teens, the last row were of chil­dren whom were seat­ed, and in the mid­dle sat a wom­an about ’30no more.

“They look more like sol­diers than fam­i­ly,” I tough

“This is por­tion of the fam­i­ly, and this is your grand­moth­er,” said aunt Nattsu­ki the sit­ting wom­an in the midst of chil­dren and aunt Nat­su­ki smiled as if she was hav­ing fun.

“She seems pret­ty young,” I point­ed out

“And yes, mages grows with very slow pace,” she laughed, “She seems like that, how­ev­er your grand­moth­er is 279years”

“Re­al­ly? Wow ” I stared at the pho­to

“May I re­sume?”

“Oh, sor­ry”

“Ev­ery day both of them quar­reled con­stant­ly. Fi­nal­ly grand­moth­er hit a hand on the ta­ble and then dis­owned her from the fam­i­ly. She made her give up her pow­ers and made her prom­ise nev­er to talk about our fam­i­ly, and so your moth­er left the fam­i­ly, since then I have not heard from her. But the oth­er day you moth­er sent a mes­sage to me to come and pro­tect you, I would have come ear­li­er but was de­layed by your un­cle. ”

“Be­fore a day? But the plane is gone to­day ”

“To­day they have found that it dis­ap­peared, but it dis­ap­peared yes­ter­day evening. Your moth­er sent me a mes­sage then ”

“You said that she has giv­en up her pow­er, so then how did she sent the mes­sage?”

“I gave one of my mag­i­cal ob­ject, to which you can record a mes­sage and send it to me,” said as she lift­ed her fin­ger an
d she whirled in a cir­cle, and then came a snow-white bird.

I watched the bird but I did not un­der­stand her breed, it was small as the swal­low but her wings were larg­er and its tail was longer. The bird flew over our heads for a minute and land­ed on aunt Nat­su­ki shoul­der, he opened his mouth wide and then I heard the voice of my moth­er.

“I’ve been found and wound­ed heav­i­ly. I’m sure that my hunter will bring me to that ”place“ so I ask you to pro­tect ”her“ as I can not any­more. I know it’s a short no­tice but pleas pro­tect ”her and teach“ her ”, tell“ her ”what she is sup­pose to know, I’m beg­ging you"

“For” that place “I’m not sure where is it, but”she “I’m sure you must you, giv­en how they tried to kid­nap you” my aunt Nat­su­ki said while I stare at the bird

“She seems to know her cap­tor, who are they? What they want from my moth­er? ”I asked the rapid­ly

“Hon­ey you know that mil­lions more ques­tions, but it is too late and suf­fered a lot to­day, so it is bet­ter to drink your tea and go to bed. To­mor­row we will con­tin­ue, right? ”Aunt Nat­su­ki again raised her hand to my face and said with a tight vote

“Okay … but to­mor­row we will con­tin­ue, right?”

“Yes, yes. Of course, now drink your tea ”

So she end­ed our con­ver­sa­tion, while drink­ing tea many ques­tions arose in my head. But one ques­tion I keen to know

“Where is my moth­er?”