*Tobias's POV*

After the testing, Cleo, Naomi, and I left into different rooms to get ready for the party. They both didn't say one word to me, they didn't even look at me.

I closed the door of my room behind me and sunk to the floor. As I hit the floor my falcon shrieked and flew to a ledge and perched himself there. 

Blood
Bone
Familiar
Assassin

How could I be so many things?

How was it even possible?

Did my father perhaps have something to do with it?

That last thought wasn't likely. He was just a regular warlock. 

The falcon shrieked down at me from his perch.

" Come here." I ordered.

He flapped his wings and flew down, stopping right at my feet. He cocked his head from side to side. Checking me out from different angles. He let out another shriek. Then I realised he was hungry.

Another thing I forgot to mention about the bond is that the life of the owner of the familiar and the familiar are linked. Meaning if I die he will die as well, but thankfully it is not the other way around, that would cause a lot of problems.

I unwrapped the cloth from my still bloody palm, I reached my hand out and let the blood pour. He opened his beak, letting the last drops fall down his throat. Once he had enough he shrieked then flew back up.

" You know I need to give you a name." I stated, only now remembering he needs a name.

"Yes you do master." he shrieked.

The communication bond has been created.

" Mm," I tapped a finger to my chin as I thought of the perfect name, then it came to me," how about Halin, after my father. "

"Wonderful, I like it. Thank you, master !" He shrieked in delight, flapping his wings.

"Anyway, I have to get ready ." I groaned pushing myself up.

I got dressed in the suit my mam got for me. It was just smart black pants with a black button-up shirt, shoes, and a black blazer. If it were up to me I wouldn't be wearing this but regrettably, these parties have to be a formal event. 

Once I was done getting dressed I had to put on my facial art. It was another tradition that the tested witches would wear paint on their forehead. It would just be a mark showing what magic type they are to use.

So laid before me in bowls was gold paint for assassin. Green for familiar, red for blood, and white for bone.

" Boy I'm gonna have lots of colours." I smirked. Halin responded with a laugh, or at least that's what I think it is. 

I dipped my thumb into the white first and pressed it onto my forehead. Alongside it, I placed green, then red, then gold. I looked back in the mirror and grinned at my forehead.

Blood
Bone
Familiar
Assassin

My moment of pride was interrupted by my hands beginning to tremble.

No, no, no, not now!

I sunk to the floor as my eyesight got blurry, sweat began to flow down my face. All the joints in my body felt like they were locking up, my eyes rolled to the back of my head. My head violently convulsed back against the wall and the vision began.

I was running through a meadow, chasing a girl. I couldn't see her face as her back was turned towards me. We were laughing, we were happy.

I caught up to her and tapped her shoulder. But when I did I tripped, bringing her down with me. We rolled around in the grass. When we stopped, she was on top of me. This just made us laugh harder. I still couldn't see her face, it was a blur.  But I could see her eyes, they were a bright blue. Then like magnets, our lips were coming closer together. Closer, closer, and closer. 

She stopped just as her lips were going to touch mine.

She cocked her head and looked deep into my eyes.

" Tobias!" She yelled

it was Naomi's voice. 

"Tobias!" She yelled again. 

I snapped back into reality. Naomi was leaning in front of me. She really looked worried about me. I don't think I've ever seen her worried. I don't like it.

"  What are you looking at?" I growled, pushing myself up.

" I came in here to see how you were. I opened the door and saw you in a full-on vision. What was it about?"

She got up took a few steps back.  As I look up at her I try not to smirk at the very sexy dress she is wearing. 

The dress suited her figure well. Her normally pink lips are painted bright red. She has lightly applied make-up making her blue eyes shine. Her short blond hair is clipped back into a neat bun.

" Well, what was your vision?" She asked, dramatically raising her arms.

" Nothing important to you. And if you tell anyone that I had a vision then I'll gut you myself. I mean I am going to train as an assassin. " I hissed. 

" Fine, I won't tell anyone ." She sighed. 

A loud shriek came up from the perch but it wasn't Halin. I looked up, Naomi's falcon had seated itself next to Halin.

" What did you name it?" I asked.

" Her name is Lily, after my grandmother and my favourite flower. What about him, what's his name?"

" Halin, after my father. Because apparently, that was his name. " I scoffed at my little knowledge of my own father.

" That's sweet." She smiled.

" Don't call it sweet." I growled.

" Jeez, sorry grumpy." She laughed.

The door creaked opened and Cleo walked in. She too wore a black dress but she was just a bit bolder in her choice. 

Unlike Naomi, she went bolder with her make-up choice. Blood red lipstick,  red blush, and gold eyeshadow making her normally cold black eyes seem friendly. Her ebony black hair is loose hanging below the shoulder.

{Her dress}

" What are you guys up to?" She asked leaning against the door frame.

" Just talking." I shrugged.

A loud bang of a cracker made Halin and Lily shriek and fly down to us.

" Come on love birds, it's time to party. " Cleo smirked.