

The Magician's AssistantChapter OneThe Magician's Assistant
Well here I am, sitting in a shadowy corner watching a couple make out. Its funny how the teenage mind works, one moment a couple are going out and they love each other, the next moment they break up and all the love has disappeared. Anyway, Im sitting in a shadowy corner in the school courtyard. One of the benefits of wearing nothing but black, having jet black hair and such a skinny frame: people dont notice you when you hide in the shadows. I reckon Id make a good ninja. Anyway, Ive been watching the young couple making out like a freaky stalker for a while now, and I havent been


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A swarm of people in white lab coats surrounded a raven haired youth in his late teens strapped to a cold metallic bench. A broken expression adorned his face, as if all of his hope had been crushed. Numerous tubes snaked from his body, pumping foreign liquids into him. Give him another dose, a cold feminine voice ordered One of the white coats fiddled with the knobs on a IV tube and more liquids flowed into the youth, a bloodcurdling scream of pain exploded from his lips, the straps that held him down cut into his skin as he thrashed about in pain. Whats going o
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