When Alison opened her eyes that morning, even the walls of the room seemed a different color. It was as if a thin fog had settled over everything. The dim light filtering through the curtains made the crystals on the wall shimmer, tiny reflections filling the room like magic. Even the air inside the mansion felt differen heavy, ancient, filled with whispers.
When the door opened silently, William's deep voice sounded. "You are awake." His voice seemed to touch her mind, echoing. For a moment, Alison couldn't answer; she couldn't take her eyes off him. William wore a black shirt, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and dark markings glowed on his wrists—like runes, shifting as he moved. "What are these?" Alison asked, her fingers involuntarily reaching for those markings. William smiled. "Your power is calling to you, Alison. You should begin to feel it now. The energy within you is like a storm, waiting to be awakened. But if you can't control it… it will destroy you."
Alison took a step back. "If there is a power within me… why haven't I felt it until now?" "Because it was sealed for you," William said, his eyes deepening. "By someone the moment you were born. But now that seal has weakened. You were meant to be here, to face your destiny." The temperature in the room suddenly changed. The air began to tremble, and Alison's hands felt as if they were on fire. A white light seeped from her palms. Her heart pounded, and she drew back in panic. "What's happening to me?!" William rushed to her side and clasped his hands over hers. "Look at me, Alison. Don't be afraid. You must channel the power before it controls you. Close your eyes." Alison obeyed involuntarily. His voice was soft, yet commanding. "Listen to the voice within you now. There is a spark in that darkness. Find it, hold it, and shape it. Make the light one with you." Suddenly, every candle in the room lit itself. A breeze blew through the windows, but the curtains did not move.
When Alison's eyes opened again, William's had turned black like a vast night. But in that moment, she didn't feel fear; on the contrary, a wave of attraction coursed through her. "That's it," William said in a whisper. "You're a natural-born vessel, Alison. You carry both light and darkness." "So I can… control both?" William's gaze hardened. "If you wish… yes. But that makes you a target for everyone. Especially beings that frighten even me."
Small sparks danced on Alison's fingertips. "Are you trying to scare me?" William approached with a wry smile. "No, I'm preparing you. Because they will find you very soon." At that moment, a hum was heard outside. The mansion shook for a moment, the windows shaking. William's eyes brightened immediately. "They came early," he said, his voice cold this time. "The training is over." "Who is here?" Alison asked, her voice trembling. William turned for the door, the edges of his cloak blowing like the wind. "The Servants of Darkness. They've been searching for you since the day you were born." Then he turned his head toward her, his eyes piercing into hers. "The choice is yours now, Alison. Will you run, or will you fight with them?" Not fear, but anger flared within Alison. His hands glittered again stronger this time, steadier. "I won't run anymore," he said. "Teach me how to fight, William." William paused for a moment, a barely perceptible smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "So you've finally decided…" He moved closer, pressing his forehead to hers. "Well then, the darkness calls you, Alison Brown. And I will be your guide." In that instant, everything went silent. Time stood still, leaving the world to just the two of them. And outside, beyond the invisible walls, a voice echoed into the night: "The wizard has awoken."
When Alison pressed her forehead against William's, the energy inside her suddenly rose. It was as if every cell of his body was trembling, and flashing waves of light were circulating through his veins. He closed his eyes and deepened his breathing. William's hands were still on hers, his touch reassuring yet commanding. "Now… feel," said William. His voice seemed to bounce off the walls of the room, echoing deep within Alison's mind. "Let go of your energy. Don't be afraid, because fear feeds on power. But when you channel it with anger and determination... you can control it." Alison opened her eyes. The light emanating from his palms illuminated the walls of the room, filling the surroundings like magic with tiny bursts of color reflected from the crystals.
He slowly raised his hands up; The energy from his fingertips stirred in the air as small sparks. For a moment he was afraid of losing control of that energy. But William was watching him; His eyes were sharp and patient. "Feel more," said William. "Notice the flow of energy with each breath. Now clear your mind, focus only on the power within you." Alison took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and quieted her mind. At first, he only felt a slight warmth; Then the energy spread throughout his body in harmony with the rhythm of his heart. He had goosebumps, as if he was facing his own inner storm. He drew a small circle with his hands and the energy began to swirl in the air, following his movements. "Great," William said quietly. "Now shape it. Direct the energy in a way that suits you. This is your body language, a reflection of your soul. Don't suppress it, but also release it." A question appeared in Alison's mind. What if I can't control it? What if the energy takes over me? Fear suddenly increased. His hands shook involuntarily, energy began to explode erratically. A small wave of light hit the wall of the room, slightly cracking part of it.
William quickly stepped forward, his hands placed over Alison's. "Stop!" he said. "Be careful, control your breathing. Energy does not fight you, you must control it. Remember, the power is not yours, you are strong." Alison took a deep breath and opened her hands again. This time the energy was moving under his control. White light radiated from his palms, creating a slowly dancing glow in the room. Along with the reflections of the crystals, all the objects in the room were vibrating slightly, as if under the influence of magic. William leaned back, his eyes carefully monitoring the energy in the room. "You're doing well," he said. "But now I'm going to push you even more. Try directing the energy not only towards yourself, but also around you. Touch small objects, move them slightly. Feel the power of the energy, but keep control." Alison closed her eyes. To increase his concentration, he took a few steps, slowly raising his hands in the direction of a table and chair.
The light from his palms lifted the table a few inches into the air and made the edges of the chair tremble. After a few tries, he could move objects more precisely. Each movement gave him a better understanding of the flow of energy. "Be careful," said William, "don't just lose control, shape it. The energy is not as dangerous as you fear; it is you who shape it." Alison slowly evened her breathing, calmed her heartbeat, and turned the light from her palms into a small sphere in the middle of the room. The sphere was shaking slightly, but it was being controlled. For the first time, he felt a sense of satisfaction instead of fear and anger. William nodded, a slight smile appearing on his lips. "Good. Now you're ready for the next step. Energy responds not only to objects touched, but also to your thoughts and feelings. Would you like to try this?" Alison nodded. He felt a small tremor, but this time it wasn't fear; There was curiosity and determination. "Yes," he said quietly. "I want to try." William narrowed his eyes and pressed his hands lightly on Alison's shoulders. "Now, open your mind. Just think and feel. Try to sense the energy within you. Do you remember, I just said… the power is in its purest form when it is in harmony with you." Alison took a deep breath, cleared her mind, and focused her full attention on the energy within her.
A small spark left his hands, then turned into a glowing wave that rose in the middle of the room. He made the sphere larger and brighter, then slowly lowered it onto a table. The objects around the table shook slightly, then stopped in place. "Great," William said, deepening his breath. "Now we're going to take this one step further. Energy can also be directed to the walls and floor. As long as you're in control, power doesn't scare you; on the contrary, it strengthens you. Are you ready to try?" Alison nodded, feeling the light radiating from her palms. This time there was no fear; There was only a determination, a feeling of power. A small wave of energy was directed at the wall, increasing the glow of the crystals. He slowly directed the energy to various corners of the room; each spark was a reflection of the potential within him.
William watched silently, intervening when necessary but mostly guiding Alison. Seeing his power under control even brought a slight smile to William's lips. "You are doing well. Now you can use your energy faster and more precisely. But remember, this is just the beginning. There are people waiting for you. They have already started to feel you." Alison brought her palms together, bringing small sparks together to create a glowing ball of energy. A small smile spread across his lips; There was a satisfaction in being aware of one's own power. "If they find me… I'll be ready for them," he said firmly. William nodded. "Yes, Alison. This is the right mindset. When your strength, determination and courage are combined, no one who wants to stop you can resist. But remember, this power will attract the attention of not only you, but also those who know you and follow you.
Every step must be taken carefully from now on." Alison paused for a moment, looking around. The inside of the mansion was still heavy, ancient, and full of whispers. The walls seemed to follow his every move, the crystals reflected energy, every shadow in the room moved as if it were alive. But he wasn't afraid anymore. He fully felt the power with his hands, heart and mind. William took a step forward and rested his forehead on hers. "Now you're truly waking up, Alison. The darkness and the light are with you now. When you can control them, you will choose what you stand against." Alison took a deep breath. The energy gently radiated from his hands, touching the entire atmosphere of the room.
The power inside him was rising like a storm, but this time it was guiding him instead of destroying him. He looked at William determinedly. "Then teach me everything," he said. "I won't run away anymore." William softened his eyes and smiled slightly. "Then here we go," he said. "And remember, Alison, those who were waiting for you will now be after you. But do not be afraid; the force is with you and I will be with you." Alison nodded. Now he was ready to make his own way on the line between darkness and light. As the energy radiating from his hands filled the room, the silence of this morning was giving way to the storm of the future with an explosion of energy.