The boy who didn't believe who he was destined to be
It started as any ordinary Sunday, but what the day held was far more than ordinary. Quinn woke up excited because today was 16th birthday and he was beyond happy to know more about his parents from grandma Alex. Quinn never knew or saw his parents because he was told that they died the day after he was born so from the age of 6, grandma Alex had been telling him a piece of their lives on his birthday, soon it turned into something of a tradition. But if Quinn asked anything about them on any other day, grandma Alex would get angry and throw her favourite pan on him and keep on muttering some words in a language Quinn failed to understand. Since it was a weekend , Quinn spent most of his time working his shift at the town’s busiest coffee shop and then studying at the town’s library. But today he wasn’t going to the library after working his shift because grandma Alex wanted him home for his present. Quinn was waiting patiently looking at the clock for his shift to be over which still had two minutes to 3 and as usual his best friend Oliver, was late to take over from his shift . Oliver was the son of the mayor of the town and the most popular kid in school, and Quinn was well Quinn . Quinn and Oliver were best friends since 11, Oliver protected Quinn from any potential bullies and Quinn helped him in his studies. But they both didn’t became friends until he started working at the coffee shop. Oliver came barrelling in the door of the coffee shop. And Quinn inquired ‘ why are you 10 minutes late for the shift?’
‘ bringing your birthday present takes time’. Oliver replied . Quinn eyes lit up. He was happy with just the fact that his best friend remembered his birthday ,while he never remembered dates for history test.
When Quinn unwrapped his present, he was amazed to see, an antique dagger lying in the box ,the hilt of the dagger had initials N.F and the blade was made from the rarest metal astatine. He was overwhelmed with the fact that he was not only able to see but he gets to keep it too.
He was so overjoyed that as soon as he came from the coma of happiness he tackled his best friend into a hug with where they ended up falling on the ground .
‘ I thought getting you a present would make me happy from inside and out but the only thing I can feel right now is pain .’ Oliver hissed with pain. Both the boys laughed at this and hugged each other . Quinn never made a big deal out of his birthday nor did he have any hopes to get any superficial gifts like other kids at the school. He thanked Oliver with his whole heart and invited him to his house for dinner as soon as his shift was over .Oliver was reluctant to eat with grandma Alex but soon agreed when he was guilted into it. Quinn tucked the gift box under his arm and soon made his way to his house.
On his way, he had a feeling that he was being watched so he increased his pace and at the end of the street he almost made a run for it . He opened the door with a start and entered his grandma's house. Grandma Alex was baking and without even looking at him spoke, ‘Quinn , why are you breathing heavily?’
He deflected the question and showed her the present which Oliver gave him.
As soon as she saw the dagger she dropped the freshly baked cookies and sank to the ground.
He was shocked to see the most stubborn and hard-headed women at her lowest that he just stood stunned for some time. As soon as he gained consciousness from his stupor he rushed to her side. With tears in his eyes he lifted her and made her sit on the couch as soon as he removed his hand he saw a green coloured liquid which was also oozing out from grandma Alex’s head. He immediately rushed to bring ice and water for her. When he presented the glass before her, she pushed it aside and told him to run upstairs and fetch him the bottle which have sage written over it from her room.
He rushed upstairs but hesitated in front of the door before opening it, since he wasn’t allowed to enter it . He took hesitant steps inside the room and let his eyes wander over the endless shelves of veils and books . He soon found what he was looking when he turned, he tripped over the table, which he could’ve sworn wasn’t there before. There was a book resting on the table with his name was written in Latin,‘ iniuriam reconcinno flamel'. He took the book and made his way downstairs. After giving his grandma Alex the vial, she started resting.
Suddenly ,there was a knock at the door, Quinn opened it to find his best friend standing there. Both the boys sat near grandma Alex and started reading the book. The book was written by his mother and he couldn’t believe his eyes since the last entry was of the present date.
So many questions swirling in his mind ,that if she is alive why didn’t she wanted to see him and where was she and if she didn’t love him enough to be with him.
Suddenly he was interrupted by a small but timid voice in his head , ‘ Quinn, you are the son of the one of the greatest alchemyst Nicholas Flamel and the most powerful sorceress Perenelle Flamel .’
‘ Your parents kept you hidden with me so that you can have a normal life but I am afraid that time has come for you to fulfill the prophecy which was made on the day you were born.’
He turned his head to look at the green orbs of the lady who was all he had known, looking at him. He wanted to ask what prophecy but the words died in his mouth. But Oliver beat him to it and answered ‘you have the power to create another world but right now you are needed to save what little is left of yours.’ Grandma Alex started reciting the prophecy, ‘the one who is supposed to create life will be at the brink of ending it.’
He wordlessly got up ,Oliver and grandma Alex were left looking at his retreating back. He lied on his back, looking at the ceiling silent tears kept pouring out of his eyes and he could only think of one thing , ‘ they could have gotten me a pet for all I care but was it necessary to play such a cruel joke .’ That was his last thought with which he drifted of to sleep.
It started as any ordinary Sunday, but what the day held was far more than ordinary. Quinn woke up excited because today was 16th birthday and he was beyond happy to know more about his parents from grandma Alex. Quinn never knew or saw his parents because he was told that they died the day after he was born so from the age of 6, grandma Alex had been telling him a piece of their lives on his birthday, soon it turned into something of a tradition. But if Quinn asked anything about them on any other day, grandma Alex would get angry and throw her favourite pan on him and keep on muttering some words in a language Quinn failed to understand. Since it was a weekend , Quinn spent most of his time working his shift at the town’s busiest coffee shop and then studying at the town’s library. But today he wasn’t going to the library after working his shift because grandma Alex wanted him home for his present. Quinn was waiting patiently looking at the clock for his shift to be over which still had two minutes to 3 and as usual his best friend Oliver, was late to take over from his shift . Oliver was the son of the mayor of the town and the most popular kid in school, and Quinn was well Quinn . Quinn and Oliver were best friends since 11, Oliver protected Quinn from any potential bullies and Quinn helped him in his studies. But they both didn’t became friends until he started working at the coffee shop. Oliver came barrelling in the door of the coffee shop. And Quinn inquired ‘ why are you 10 minutes late for the shift?’
‘ bringing your birthday present takes time’. Oliver replied . Quinn eyes lit up. He was happy with just the fact that his best friend remembered his birthday ,while he never remembered dates for history test.
When Quinn unwrapped his present, he was amazed to see, an antique dagger lying in the box ,the hilt of the dagger had initials N.F and the blade was made from the rarest metal astatine. He was overwhelmed with the fact that he was not only able to see but he gets to keep it too.
He was so overjoyed that as soon as he came from the coma of happiness he tackled his best friend into a hug with where they ended up falling on the ground .
‘ I thought getting you a present would make me happy from inside and out but the only thing I can feel right now is pain .’ Oliver hissed with pain. Both the boys laughed at this and hugged each other . Quinn never made a big deal out of his birthday nor did he have any hopes to get any superficial gifts like other kids at the school. He thanked Oliver with his whole heart and invited him to his house for dinner as soon as his shift was over .Oliver was reluctant to eat with grandma Alex but soon agreed when he was guilted into it. Quinn tucked the gift box under his arm and soon made his way to his house.
On his way, he had a feeling that he was being watched so he increased his pace and at the end of the street he almost made a run for it . He opened the door with a start and entered his grandma's house. Grandma Alex was baking and without even looking at him spoke, ‘Quinn , why are you breathing heavily?’
He deflected the question and showed her the present which Oliver gave him.
As soon as she saw the dagger she dropped the freshly baked cookies and sank to the ground.
He was shocked to see the most stubborn and hard-headed women at her lowest that he just stood stunned for some time. As soon as he gained consciousness from his stupor he rushed to her side. With tears in his eyes he lifted her and made her sit on the couch as soon as he removed his hand he saw a green coloured liquid which was also oozing out from grandma Alex’s head. He immediately rushed to bring ice and water for her. When he presented the glass before her, she pushed it aside and told him to run upstairs and fetch him the bottle which have sage written over it from her room.
He rushed upstairs but hesitated in front of the door before opening it, since he wasn’t allowed to enter it . He took hesitant steps inside the room and let his eyes wander over the endless shelves of veils and books . He soon found what he was looking when he turned, he tripped over the table, which he could’ve sworn wasn’t there before. There was a book resting on the table with his name was written in Latin,‘ iniuriam reconcinno flamel'. He took the book and made his way downstairs. After giving his grandma Alex the vial, she started resting.
Suddenly ,there was a knock at the door, Quinn opened it to find his best friend standing there. Both the boys sat near grandma Alex and started reading the book. The book was written by his mother and he couldn’t believe his eyes since the last entry was of the present date.
So many questions swirling in his mind ,that if she is alive why didn’t she wanted to see him and where was she and if she didn’t love him enough to be with him.
Suddenly he was interrupted by a small but timid voice in his head , ‘ Quinn, you are the son of the one of the greatest alchemyst Nicholas Flamel and the most powerful sorceress Perenelle Flamel .’
‘ Your parents kept you hidden with me so that you can have a normal life but I am afraid that time has come for you to fulfill the prophecy which was made on the day you were born.’
He turned his head to look at the green orbs of the lady who was all he had known, looking at him. He wanted to ask what prophecy but the words died in his mouth. But Oliver beat him to it and answered ‘you have the power to create another world but right now you are needed to save what little is left of yours.’ Grandma Alex started reciting the prophecy, ‘the one who is supposed to create life will be at the brink of ending it.’
He wordlessly got up ,Oliver and grandma Alex were left looking at his retreating back. He lied on his back, looking at the ceiling silent tears kept pouring out of his eyes and he could only think of one thing , ‘ they could have gotten me a pet for all I care but was it necessary to play such a cruel joke .’ That was his last thought with which he drifted of to sleep.
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