Author's note: This is a build up of my ideas put into one fantasy story. I figured it would be a bit fun to try and set the story all over the place so it somehow connected with my future stories. Unfortunately it starts a bit slowly so I added a couple fun scenes really close into the beginning as we get started. Feel free to comment and give me suggestions I really like adding new ideas and fixing my mistakes, or even learning new ways to get better at this. I do not mind that others use this but please tell me first so I may read it too. I would like to see how you put things together in your own way. I realize that I may have screwed up in a couple places in this first person POV but I'm not used to that, but I felt like it needed to be in first person to fit the main character.
The Hypnotist.
Hello there. I suppose you're going to want to know my story, eh? Well then let me introduce myself. My name is Jack Stellings, or that's what you'll call me. I've had to switch it up to keep myself from getting into MAJOR amounts of trouble. You would have no idea what consequences could come from power. Neither did I at first. I quickly learned though, as will you. You see...While I will not tell you my real name I'm certain that you won't find Mister Jack Stellings anywhere on the planet. Not because I will deny or that the name doesn't exist but because of a consequence I had to take. And you will learn all about that in due time. It all started on December 31st, 2012, at a corner pub known as Osmonds.
I was new to town, hell, I was new to state. So I was looking for a good place to hang around and possibly get lucky for the new year coming up in about four hours. I knew I wasn't going to have much luck getting to bed due to my looks but hey if I couldn't land some drunk chick who needed help standing up perhaps I could end up in that position and just mope around until I got kicked out. I know, I know...Pathetic, right? If you had seen me back then you would have understood why. You see at a young age my parents house had burned down with us still inside it. Gruesome right? I got lucky though, or so I was told. Apparently it had been some accident with teenagers smoking and drinking in the backyard without them noticing, which must have been impossible with all the broken bottles that were thrown against the house. It wasn't true. I knew it had been his father and his friends instead of some kids. They were idiots who complained about their lives and drowned themselves in alcohol in smoke to try and feel better. One of them had gotten reckless in their drunken rage and tossed a cigarette butt into the beer stained weeds which started the fire. The fire that scarred half of my face.
So I basically tried to let go after that. The worst answers to each decision was the answer I seemed to take. I couldn't afford for plastic surgery or anything like that so I just...moped. Until I found Osmonds. Even though there are horrible consequences to everything I do, if I had the chance to go back and do it all over differently I would take that chance. Screw the consequences it was better than that hole I sat in hoping for nothing.
A lot better than that damned hole.
"One beer please..." I mumbled under my breath at the bartender who had been wiping down the newly cleaned glasses.
"Hey man....It's new years eve! Pick a better drink it's on me..." I stared at the bartender skeptically before looking up at the mirror wall behind him and stared hard at the choices.
"Alright now watch closely...You don't want to miss this...and I doubt you will." My sight hardened on the man in the mirror as did everyone elses in the bar. He lifted a glass of scotch and stared straight into it. "Alright for the trick to work I need everyone to hold their breath with me and relax. I'm going to count it down from ten before I show you the trick. Ten...Focus on the drink." The man slowly began to swish the scotch around in the cup. "Seven...Watch it spin let ourselves spin with it. Just focus on the drink and my voice." My mind slowly began to blur as he spoke, my eyes burning holes in the mirror as I did as he simply commanded. "Five...The light above all of us has begun to get brighter and brighter." It didn't happen. Of everything that did happen that was the one that stopped. I watched as the magician downed the drink and sighed loudly, grinning at the sight of everyone raising a hand to their eyes. Then it shattered.
I turned around trying to figure out what just happened. The magician caught the sudden movement and he finished his countdown, staring at me and I stared back. "Three...You feel your will falling slave to this sudden light. Two. One...I am this light you see suddenly, the light darkening and falling as is your will to me." He paused his speaking after that, standing up to face me, All eyes following him.