Spring 2020
April 8
12:07am
Apartment

Both stared at the chaos that happened in the blink of an eye. Yuki figured the cause of this out roar was that a witch had stumbled upon another witch. Normally when this happens they fight each other to figure out how strong each is. But this doesn't explain the gunshots.

"Your a witch! Just make them disappear!" Harper proclaimed.

"Shhhhh!" Yuki hushed her. The police officers looked up and glared. One whispered to another and the next thing, 3 cops ran up to the floor they were on using the nearby steps.

"Hey you! The shorties next to the girl!" One called out.

"Are you calling me short!?" Yuki didn't care about what was happening. He only cared that he was called a shortie. Two of the police officers grabbed onto his arms and the other held a gun, not on ting at anyone, but it was there.

"What are you doing? Get your filthy hands off of me!" Yuki cringe due to germs. He was secretly a germ-o-phobe.

"Your a witch. And they are filthy crestures that should've never been born!" He scolded not caring what the young boy thought of him. "And you young lady, will not be following. Understand?

"But-"

"No. Let's go men."

Yuki turned his head and mouthed to Harper, "Its ok, don't worry!" And gave a bright smile, until one of the police officers pushed his head back forward.

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They arrived in a small room. Yuki was handcuffed and his legs were strapped together. A police officer with a tag reading 'Elijah' was sitting across from him. He looked young, probably around 18 years of age. The room was closed in with a giant medal door with tons of locks on it. There were no windows and a small light hung from the ceiling setting a sad mood.

"Whats with this fancy getting on ny hands and legs?" Yuki asked Elijah. He shook the metals around and the made a clanking noise.

"Thats special handcuffs that are able to nit let you use your magic." He replied back.

"Can you take them off of me?"

"No!"

"Ugh so troublesome." he closed his eyes and ripped apart the metals and sent a few tiny peices flying.

"You weren't supposed to be able to use magic!" The police officer looked a bit startled and confused of what just happened.

"I just ripped them apart with raw strength. They hurt quite a bit."

"What? How?!"

"Don't you see I'm a different kind of witch?" He smirked.

A/N sorry this is so short I wanted to get something out there. The next one will be triple the size. Thanks for reading!