Red Sorcery

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, any similarity to any person or any event is purely coincidental. The next story will contain homoerotic and homosexual between males acts which might be explicit

This is the first time I upload a story here, you can send any comments, feedback or suggestions to this e-mail: roxjart@hotmail.com

Also English isn't my native lenguaje since im from Guatemala but rest assured im sure you'll be able to understand this story.

RED SORCERY

There are so many mysteries in the world, so much and so many things yet to be discovered and thousand of inexplicable situations that happen every single day and we don't even notice, not even if it bites us in the butt and yells at us with an angry face. We won't notice because we are blind, and we can't see the magic of these mysteries.

Let us talk about him, a boy who haves many mysteries... No, it may be better to say that he is a mystery himself. But he is one of those mysteries that don't have the need or the urge to be discovered, because unlike most mysteries he could receive the biggest of the damages if he gets discovered. Why you ask? Well simply because... He's a Hero.

Seagull City, U.S.A.

`'How many superhero stories start with bullying, I think there's a couple right? I don't really remember right now since I'm too busy being intimidated by the same bastards again''

SLAM

The loud sound of someone being slammed against some lockers killed the silence on the hallway. The big strong guy took his victim from the ground and slammed him again this time holding him by his clothes.

`'That's going to leave a mark, for sure, Ouch by the way''

• So...

Started to say the big jock that looked like a frightening troll from some medieval fantasy story, with his black short hair and his big (enormous I may add) body and of course a sadistic smile on those devilish lips.

• Care to say why were you staring at our team's captain?

• I-I wasn't staring at him.

`' Damn it they caught me''

Again and again the boy was slammed against the lockers while the football jocks accused him of lying, and they were right but Skye Lopez would never admit it, because that would cause even more beating. And what's worse they will tell Mathew Jones about it and that would be the most humiliating thing ever. And not just because he had a crush on the school's most popular guy ever.

`'No wait, that's exactly it...''

• Well then, if you want to keep on lying. It may be time to spend some time alone, that way you might be able to tell the truth later.

• N-no wait. Not the garbage can.

He begged and the big troll guy smirked again and Skye thought that he looked like some sort of demon.

• Oh yeah, the garbage can.

`'Oh God of the clean things, last time I spent 3 hours on that stupid stinking place''

The guys took him and started walking outside to the parking lot where the big garbage can was while Skye kept on protesting and begging for his releasing, but of course they would never let him go. They hated him way too much, and in their minds they had all the right to hate him. First of all, Skye was openly gay; second of all he was a geek with straight A's, and third he was way too feminine to be a guy. They would never admit it but Skye was hot, he had Latino parents which gave him a very cute tanned skin, he had black eyes that were deep and mysterious and his hair was black and really soft and to top it all his mother was a model and he took a -girly- perfect figure from her. Yeah... every guy knew that if he was a girl Skye would be the most popular girl on the school, but since he was a boy being cute enough to wake up interest on straight guys was abnormal. So they had to hate him, beat him and hurt him for waking those feelings on them.

• What the hell do you think you're doing?!

They were about to throw Skye into the garbage can when someone yelled at them from afar, they saw him coming and realized that it was Mathew who were running towards them with a mad expression. They were obviously terrified from his friend face, because Mathew was one of those people who never got mad and is a life fact that when people that don't get mad get mad... they are demons.

• W-we were just.

• Oh, I know what you were doing. You were bullying! Even when the coach said that he would suspend us all if this shit happens again! Now let him go.

They put Skye down and he tried not to fall on the ground stumbling on his feet. Then he fixed his big square Bayonetta glasses and his winter hat that he always wore and looked up to Mathew who was staring at him with a blank expression in his eyes but a satisfied smile on his mouth.

• Now go away before someone catches you!

They looked over to Skye like saying `we'll get you later' and he took a step back in fear. They went away and only Mathew and Skye could be seen on the parking lot. Mathew looked a little bit nervous and scratched the back of his neck while looking away from Skye's eyes because Skye was obviously blushing right now and that was the cutest thing a person could ever see.

• They... they didn't hurt you did they?

Said Mathew breaking the silence and Skye looked at smiling shyly.

• N-no, I'm fine.

• Liar...

Said Mathew and put a finger on Skye's forehead, there was a red mark over there from the beating and Skye closed his eyes a little from the stingy pain he felt and his face grew even redder. He was a little bit scared, after all Mathew was a jock, one of those guys who had been bully him for years but he was also the guy of his dreams, blonde hair and blue eyes, perfect body and perfect skin, he was just like one of those princes from the fairytales that Skye loved to read when he was younger.

• I-I-I'm fine; please don't worry about me, really... I'd better go.

• Oh, sorry... You're not scared of me are you?

• No! W-well, a little bit but... I really need to go to class now...

He started running towards the school and then he looked over to Mathew who was staring at him smiling like a child.

• Thank you.

He said and ran inside. Mathew smiled to himself even widely and decided that it was time to go to class too.

• So? What are you doing after school?

• Mm? Oh I'm going to the museum, there's this big exposition today.

• I'm sorry that I'm not able to go with you Skye.

Skye smiled to his only friend, his name was Rory Bennett, he was a couple of year's younger meaning he didn't had the same classes Skye had since he was just in middle school. Rory was also gay and received bullying too but unlike Skye he didn't had it so badly. He had blue (dyed) hair that was really long and reached his hips and was always in a ponytail, green eyes and white-pink skin. He was pretty cute but was really rude too.

• Its fine, it'll be pretty boring anyways and you have that project.

Rory let out a big sigh remembering the big project he has to do all by himself and needs to be done in two days. Rory swore that the teacher just hated all of her students and tried to put all this projects just to see them fail or die from exhaustion.

Skye noticed his worried and tired face, just last week he finish (just in time) a big investigation about the presidents of the United States (all the presidents that ever existed) and he was still exhausted from that.

• Don't worry Rory, I promise I will help you with it tomorrow, deal? Rory smiled widely and got up.

• Deal, now if you excuse me I need to go to the library to do this shit.

• Hey, language.

• Leave me alone Mom.

Rory stuck out his tongue and walked away while Skye just rolled his eyes smiling. A couple of moments later the bell rang and he got up ready to the last three hours of school.

... ...

• It looks great! And a lot of people are here today.

Said Skye to Mr. Arthur while watching all the things on the museum, there was a big exposition of an ancient tribe from Europe called the Ouroboros tribe. It was a sorcery tribe that disappeared over two centuries ago. Their `Supposedly' magic tools and old books still remained intact.

• I'm glad you like it little one.

Said the old man watching Skye going up and down watching the books and the torture tools in the room, the Ouroboros were looked like sinners in the past because of their magic and they had to defend themselves, that's why these horrible artifacts of torture were on their belongings. While they weren't specifically violent they had enemies and wars so they used these tools for the prisoners. Mr. Arthur R. was an old man, he was the owner of the museum and he loved to spent most of his time here, he took interest in Skye because he was a frequent face in the place. At the beginning the old man taught that he only was doing a project but Skye kept coming to the museum for months and Mr. Arthur often found him on the town's library reading some old mystery novel. So he took an interest on the boy and started talking to him and they became friends and they had the most fun discussions about mysteries, magic and ancient tribes.

• Let me show you something little one.

He said to Skye taking him to the center of the big salon and they stared at a box of glass where a big red book with weird inscriptions on gold on the front and on the sides was. There was a place on the design where the name of someone should be written but it was erased.

• This is the most precious book for the Ouroboros. It contains all their magic spells and their deepest secrets; it is called the red book, and it's worth a ton of gold.

• Wow.

Was all Skye managed to say when he stared at the book on the glass box, he stared at it for a moment then that moment became a minute it was like the book was calling him, and Mr. Arthur knew what was happening but he kept quiet enjoying the moment of seeing the next successor of the book.

...And Then.

Bang

A big loud shotgun shot at the entrance of the museum made everyone jump and scream.

• Tie the people in here! And find that book!

Before Skye could even process what was happening Mr. Arthur broke the glass that was protecting the big red book with his elbow (since he was wearing a suit as always) and took it on his left hand then he took Skye's hand and started running.

• Sir? W-what's going on?

• Remember that you always said that you wanted to be different? That you wanted to be special and change yourself? Change from being shy and weak to be a better person?

• Y-yeah I remember.

• Then make that wish your biggest strength little one.

He made it into Mr. Arthur's office on the second floor and the old man locked the door and put the book on his desk then he looked over to Skye who was scared and confused.

• Those men want the book, they must not have it and you are going to protect it and all the people here.

• Me? I can't do that? I can't fight, they have guns they will kill me, what do I have?

• Magic little one. You have magic.

Skye took a step back, he was scared and didn't knew what was going on, he just didn't knew what the hell Mr. Arthur was talking about.

• Look Skye, the book has chosen you. For generations the book has chosen one person to be its guardian.

• I'm not getting anything of this, lets call the police, and they will know what to do.

• Touch the book Skye, and you will understand what I'm talking about.

He looked at the enormous book on the desk and was feeling insecure of what would happen when his fingers touched the thing, because Mr. Arthur talked about magic but he still couldn't believe anything of what he was saying.

• Skye...

Said the old man and smiled like a kind grandfather would smile to his grandson to make him calm down, and it work on Skye.

• ... Trust me little one.

Skye walked across the room and looked over to the book, once again something was calling him some kind of power some kind of magic. He touched the book and then thousands of big red lights surround him. Then his name wrote itself on the cover of book in ancient letters.

Skye opened his eyes and he stared around the room and he saw Mr. Arthur smiling widely, he pointed to the mirror and when Skye took a look of himself on the mirror he was surprised.

His hair changed its color to light brown, but that wasn't all because his eyes were different now; it was like the color you get from mixing light blue with a soft green. And we was wearing a weird outfit; he had a pair of long white boots that covered almost all of his legs that had weird letters that only Skye could understand and the rest his legs were covered with white silk tights. He had a dark gray shirt with weird scribbles in it, those were demon names, there was a black necklace around his neck and he was wearing a big red coat with a magic circle in it.

• You are...

• A superhero...

Said Skye looking at himself; then Mr. Arthur tapped his shoulder and gave him a black mask to tie it on his eyes.

• If you're a superhero little one, then you need to protect your identity. You know what you should do right?

• Yeah more or least, when I touched the book I learned some of the spells in it instantly and I think I can defend myself and the people downstairs.

• You are a brave little one.

• Thank you; it seems that when I touched the book all my fears and worries vanished.

• Then go little one, ill wait for you here, show me the strength of a new superhero.

Skye smiled, and the book floated midair and disappeared on Skye's mental orders, no, it was different, the book didn't disappear, it changed its form to a little white ball with black eyes. Skye looked at it for a moment and smiled understanding everything.

He walked to the door. He smiled to his friend and the old man smiled back. Then Skye passed trough the door.

It was like he was under some kind of spell, since the moment he touched the book he felt the power inside of him, he felt his heart without fear and without worries about losing his life and realized that... that was the first quality of the superheroes. Having fear of letting other people die but having no fear to sacrifice themselves for the people they have to protect. That's the most remarkable quality on superheroes and Skye knew from the moment his clothes turned weird and his hair and eyes changed that he had that responsibility.

Because he had seen it, when he touched the book he saw the whole civilization of the Ouroboros, they lived peacefully because there was someone protecting them from every single thing that were to harm them. The wielder of the red book protected everyone from the moment it was created and was passed to the next generation for them to protect their people too. So every generation was engraved on this book and every fighting soul of justice was engraved on the book too and when Skye touched the book and transformed he realized that he just inherit the power and responsibilities of someone who was born to protect people, he had inherit the qualities of a superhero.

...

The men didn't found the book, they were angry and they were looking at the hostages like they knew something. They were desperate after all the police had already arrived and was on the outside of the building trying to negotiate but those men were here with a mission. They wanted, no... they needed that book, not just for its value but because if the legend was true it was their only chance of scape.

A big guy who looked like the one on charge walked towards the room and pointed his shotgun to one of the employees, her eyes grew with fear and tears and her body started trembling and her skin was losing its color.

• Tell me where the red book is!

• I-I- I don't know I swear, I swear for my mother that I don't know where is it.

• Well that doesn't work for me very much you little skank. If I can't find the book and the police are already outside I might as well finish all of your lives.

Everyone gasped with fear, some of the kids that were present at the time on a school excursion started crying openly and their teacher put herself in front of them in a protecting way. But it was useless after all; she was tied from his arms and couldn't do anything to change those men minds, she felt useless, unable to protect their students and she didn't want to show it but she was cowered with fear.

• Eh?

Suddenly everyone grew quiet when a little girl, maybe the most little girl from the group talked, they saw her and she gasped at the empty air when she saw something beautiful that made her forget her fear instantly.

It was...

• A golden... butterfly?

Everyone in the salon heard that and saw how a single golden butterfly entered the room, it was glowing with a magical presence in the room that was so overwhelming that even the criminals were astonished at that butterfly.

Because it was abnormal, weird, estrange and at the same time beautiful, hypnotizing and overwhelming. Then a voice could be heard around the room, it was one of the hostages? No... this voice was different.

• Threatening woman and children for your own sake and ambition, pointing a gun to a girl who is innocent and then saying that you will kill them right away. You are nothing but filth.

The golden butterfly divided itself and now there were two of them, then it divided again and was four of them, then 8, then 16 then hundreds of them appeared and the whole place was painted in gold then the golden butterflies danced around making someone appear, who was he?

• ... No, you are less than filth, you're not human nor furniture anymore because you lack the qualities for being one.

He opened his eyes that were closed this whole time and smiled at them, no, he smirked at them.

• Foolish humans! I will now be the judge for your sins!

• Ugh, all of you shoot him, is obvious he has the book, kill him and search for the book.

The man in charged said and everyone pointed their guns at Skye, they were almost ten men against him but he didn't stop smiling.

• Foolish humans; don't think you can pierce the justice with those types of weapons.

• Shoot!

One shot after another, guns and shotguns, the men started shooting but the boy didn't had fear in his eyes. With a single movement he lifted his big red coat and the coat swallowed the bullets then he pointed his fingers to the ceiling and the bullets got out of the sleeves shooting themselves to the air.

• Don't waste time, keep shooting, don't stop, and kill him.

The started loading their guns but before they could even shot Skye used his magic. The little white ball that were with him all this time shone with a red glow and turned into the red book, then the pages flew and stopped in a specific page then he read.

• Come, come arise, remember the form you had once, you were sleeping for a very long time, I'm sure you had a beautiful form so why don't you show me this form one more time? ; So come, come arise dual brother guns Shannon and Kanon.

A red magic circle appear in the air making every enemy stop and every innocent smile because they could feel that they were not going to be harmed and they were going to be saved.

Then two lights were shot from the circle and Skye took both of the lights on his hands, those lights were guns, two old guns that seemed to be used for duels on the past now were on Skye's hands.

• Don't kill them; I don't want blood in my hands.

The guns shined like they were responding to their master's orders and Skye smirked again, then he shot.

BANG BANG

Two red lights were shot from the guns, but then those lights mutated their form and became a red snake, the red snakes flew around the room dashing and taking care of not touching the hostages.

The snakes tied five men by their necks and made them lose consciousness, they fell to the ground and the snakes released them.

Skye stared at the boss with a blank expression and the man clenched his fists with wrath. Then he pointed his shotgun to one of the hostages.

• Make something weird and I will kill him!

• Don't shoot. If you do then I won't be so nice with you.

Warned Skye looking at him, staring into the man's eyes; he was staring into his soul. The man smiled, he was scared but his mind was close to that of a mad man, so he didn't care anymore, he was about to lose everything anyways, so why don't take a life with him?

He smiled like a mad man and shot his gun.

BANG

The sound... Wasn't that of a shotgun, that sound, was the sound of a little explosion. Skye stared at the man who was blown away and was on the ground with several bloody injuries on his body with a sad expression on his face.

• I did warn you.

At the moment when the man shot his shotgun it exploded, he was blown away by the power of that explosion that didn't warn anyone of the hostages, they were covered with a magic glow, it were barriers, they were covered the whole time since Skye got there so they never were on danger. He smiled at them and snapped his fingers, then the ropes were cut with magic and they were free.

The children quickly started hugging each others and then there it was. The biggest reward for superheroes, the claps the cheering and the happy relieved faces, Skye looked at them and smiled to himself. He did something big for so many people today, he saved this entire people and he did it alone, he was happy with this, their happy faces were all he needed for reward, so he started floating in the midair and started to disappear.

• Take care people, and If you don't then I will for you, I'll take care of you, I promise.

With a smiling face the little girl who saw the golden butterfly first approached the vanishing superhero and talked.

• What is your name?

• ...

Skye smiled and patted her head softly.

• Call me, Red Sorcery.

And he disappeared.

-To be continued...