Authors note: The characters, places, names, and such are not to be used, copied, or such actions without the permission from the author. Any places, names, descriptions of real life people, places, and such is pure coincidental. Much effort has been placed in keeping everything in this series very original as possible. This story contains, scenes of sex, violence, and use of magic. Let it be noted that all characters engaging in sexual activities are of legal age of consent.
Ch.6
Jack was shocked by the crest design. The crest was of a large tree that resembled an oak tree with white stripes. To the left of the tree trunk was a dragon and to the right a unicorn. Above the tree three crested moons with the middle moon a bit higher than the others. Below the tree an open book surrounded by a half circle like a bowl of eleven rings. Below the imagery, he sees a banner that says 'Dignity, Strength, Integrity, Virtue,' along the length of it. Why would something so specific be in his mind he wondered. Looking at the statues lining the walls he says that there's certainly a lot of them. Jack looked around the areas he could access and then returned from his mind. He took some paper and sketched the crest he'd seen in his mind.
Jack was kind of anxious to try magic after reading about how when performing spell incantations, the caster is weaving mystic particles together to create various spells. Next, he read how when enchanting or creating runes and such like it, the caster is drawing energy into a focused point like a tailor embroidering a piece of fabric. He also begins to learn how to reveal magic energies then starts to become inquisitive as he reads through and sees a telekinesis spell called mage hand. He sees the limit of the spell as to that which the person is capable of physically lifting themselves with the base weight being five pounds within thirty feet radius. He reads over the incantation and then tries to do it. He sees a bottle about twelve feet away. He practiced for nearly three hours and he saw the bottle lift up into the air. By his thoughts, he willed the bottle to him. Jack laughed and then spun the bottle around in a circle. He straightened the bottle out horizontally and then made it launch away like a bullet. He takes his knife and throws it some distance away from him. Then, he tries to use the spell on it but can't. Jack then realized that the knife was out of range of effectiveness.
He takes out a notebook and then writes about what he has found out. He performed the spell several more times and then he felt something clicked in his mind. He shook his head and laughed. 'Ah, yes. Mage hand. I'm going to..' He'd started to think to himself when the glass cup he was glancing at up and flew towards his hand. Quickly grabbing it he didn't want it to break. "What... The... Fuck? I didn't even say the incantation!!" He says staring at the glass in his hand. "Must have been a fluke. But we will see." He says as he walks over and replaces the glass where it was.
He takes a breath. "Okay, now to retrace what I was doing when that happened. I was thinking about how I thought it'd be cool to use that spell. I think I mentioned the name while I was thinking?" Jack mumbled to himself. "Alright if I am right this should work," Jack said to himself before he called out the name of the spell itself. "Mage hand," he said looking at the glass he'd replaced, and sure enough it flew up off the rail and Jack willed it to come to his hand. Jack reversed the direction willing the glass away and sat it down in another place. "Interesting stuff," Jack says out loud to himself. Jack reported his findings in the notebook and looked at another spell.
He sees a spell called arcane missile. He thinks about the spell and tries calling out the spell name but nothing happens. He goes through the incantation and then a bolt of energy shoots out of his hand and into the ground beside his foot. It exploded sending Jack tumbling across the ground. "Smart Jack, real smart." He says gritting in pain. It eventually subsides and he begins brushing himself off. He looks around and checks to see if he woke up Jessica. He waited and nothing happened so he tried it again and this time he aimed his hand out and not down at his feet. He tries again and another bolt of energy shoots out away from him into the ground about a hundred and five feet away. He shot several more times and then he felt that click again. "Arcane missile," Jack says, and the spell worked.
Jack found a spell called sleep. He saw that he needed a reagent that was based upon a powder substance. He goes inside, grabs a bottle of baby powder, and returns outside. He reads the incantation and directions then looks around for a target. Perched on a post about eighteen feet away was an opossum. Jack calls out the incantation and blows the baby powder towards the rodent. The opossum blinks a few times and falls off the post to the ground. Jack checks on the target and finds it only asleep. According to the information, it'll be asleep for half an hour.
Jack plays around with the three spells for a while trying different things. Jack found out that he could maneuver an arcane missile using the mage hand spell to divert the course of the shot from its initial course it was going. But he only had a matter of a second to divert the course as the missile traveled very fast. Jack was trying to do another shot when the bolt shot a little ways out and then fizzled out. Jack suddenly felt tired. Looking at the time he'd spent hours playing with the spells. He writes about what he feels and all that he has tried in the notebook and then heads back into the house. He saw that there was a spell called stone skin. He studied it a bit and learned how to use it. Looking at the clock it was two in the morning. He put away the books, washed up, and did a detox soak before he checked on Jessica. He made sure she was alright before going to bed.
At seven in the morning, Jack wakes up to the smell of bacon and coffee. He opened his eyes and smiled thinking about last night. Jessica was gone but breakfast had been set for him which he ate. While he read in a journal he'd taken from the desk in the study. The desk in the study had a lot that still needed to go through. He didn't have a lot to do so he felt he could take his time and get it done a little by little. Looking at the first page he saw it was owned by a man named Isaiah Grimwood.
He read how this man, Isaiah, had been born in the 1930s. At the age of sixteen, he had awakened and found that he was a ghestalt magi. He awakened as a psion, mage, and thaumaturge. He found out with time that he could travel through time to random time destinations, but with a special device he had created, he could pinpoint specific time destinations. He'd spent many years going back and forth through time. He made sure not to dabble with time-continuity too much. He found that he could physically travel or mentally travel with his astral body. Normally he would travel with the astral body getting a view of the time, and then travel with his physical body.
