I had always wanted to be special like my sister, you probably have read about her story the 'Shapeshifting Girl' one. What? Did you really think it was a lie? It wasn't, she comes to visit every holiday with her fiancé Jonathan another shape shifter she met him in the woods but you should know this already.

This is my story.

My name is Drake Gravette son of Maria Gravette and Thomas Gravette and younger brother of Rosemary Gravette. Throughout my years of being in this Earth I never knew I could do amazing things, no I can't shape shift like my sister but rather I have magic within me. Something I didn't know until a few months ago but a life had to be taken to do so.

If you wish to know what happened continue on reading, if you don't you are free to click off.

You see, to be able to access your magic something tragic must trigger it like an earthquake, a near death experience, the death of a loved one or the betrayal of one. I guess you can figure out which one was the trigger for me.

We are told that magic is everywhere, and they don't mean the magic of making things float or being able to do things we think are not possible. The magic they talk about is the magic of life and the living things in our Earth and the wizards and witches are us humans. There was a time I would have laughed if someone told me this I mean my sister can change shape at will. So yes I never believed in that, I never saw magic as normal, and then I met her.

Eliza.

She opened my eyes to the world, she showed me that magic and wizards and witches didn't have to come with sparks that came out of your hands or a wand. And in showing me I saw how cruel humans truly are, how some 'wizards and witches' and actual wizards and witches can take a life with no remorse, no mercy, no second thought or hesitation. She showed me that the world isn't perfect and that was something I knew, but she showed me it's most perfect imperfections. It's cruelty.

It's 'wizards and witches'.

It's 'magic'.

I wish I could say that every wizard is good and only witches are bad but that would be a lie; however, I know one thing. We have the choice to be good or bad, we are born as an empty canvas that with every choice we make it is filled with it. I wish I could say my canvas was nothing but goodness but it isn't, how could it when I was the reason everything happened the way it did.

You might be wondering why I'm even bothering to tell you my story, or rather having the same girl that wrote my sister's story tell you mine. Simple, I want to get rid of the pain and even if it doesn't do it completely it will help a lot.

I guess I should say when everything started.

I was eight when it happened I had recently learned that my sister was found dead, sure now I know the truth, but it still hurt and that was traumatic enough for me to show some signs of magic.

My mom and I where crying inside Rosemary's room when all of the sudden my favorite plush started to float above my head. I did the natural thing and screamed my head off at the sight and my mom looked at it in wonder. I guess she was already accustomed to unnatural things happening around our family after Rosemary shifted into a raptor when she was twelve, what you didn't know that? It may be extinct but it was still an animal. After calming down I looked at it in awe and out of instinct I flicked my wrist causing it to go flying and it hit the wall.

My mom immediately started helping me control my powers but I always felt like it wasn't all there. Two years later Rosemary was in front of our door with a boy next to her, she gave us a small smile and we broke down in tears at the sight of her. She explained to us everything that had happened and why it took her so long to see us, it was then that I showed her what I could do and to say that she was shock would be an understatement. She turned into a raven in shock and mom had to give her some of her clothes so she could change.

Needless to say it was an interesting reunion and I thought nothing weirder could happen to me and my family.

And then I met her.

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And here it is! My second original short story for bluedrop77's contest! The prompt? Wizards! I hope you enjoy this and it is definitely going to be longer than 'Shapeshifting Girl'. Who knows... maybe I might make this into a whole series of short stories about this little world I have created. 

We'll see.