Monk: Four Sorcerors

[Aoynn Autumnleaf]

Monk: Four Sorcerors
by: Nicholas Machulis (pen name)

This is one of my writings that I have started maybe a week ago. I'm putting much, much more effort than my previous ones, I hope you all like it.

(NOTE: This may seem like Harry Potter in the beginning, please do not mistake it, I'm trying to make it way different than that.)

Prelude: Magic Spells

Most of the magic here is in Polish or Spanish, or one of my made-up words.

Elements (magic words of elements):

Fire = Incendio
Water = Agua
Storm = (wind = Vendaval) (lightning = Figuropago) (typhoon = Terento)

Spells:

Souluate: Dark magic, Steals Soul of target.
Suprimir Martyr: Dark Magic, Kills Target
Elemento (element): Shoots an element.
Cortafuego Incendio: Shoots a firewall in front of caster.
Levio: Levitates object
Escudo Dapar: Shoots a temporary shield that prtects him, and others behind him.
Macho Sonaro: Gives a man's voice to self.
Feminino Sonaro: Gives's a woman's voice to self.

Staves:

In this book instead of wands theres staves, these are the kinds of staves like there would be kinds of wands.The kinds of staves determine how well you do on spells.

Chestnut - average spells (bonus in all spells)
Acorn - lower earth spells (small bonus to non-element spells)
Goldenfeather - higher fire element spells
Eagleheart - higher average
Wishbone - luck increases (luck is a complicated bonus, there are times when you can do a spell when you couldn't, or if you're really lucky, the staff can protect you itself.)
Monsoon - storm increases
Typhoon - earth and storm increases
Poisonthorn - increases Dark Magic
Ironheart - physical resistance
Clover - greater luck
Richwood - Extreme Average
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Chapter 1: The Beginning

Darkness, a hiding place of many.... The door slammed shut a storm of a quarrel barks outside. All you could do is find darkness... and hide. He finds his darkness and dissapears into the shadow... like a ninja prowling and waiting to strike... But the matter was to get away from something....

This boy's name is Monk Everheit, waiting in the shadow for everything to go away... He lived in the gust but solemn town of Alpena, Michigan. Monk clutched his 'magic stick' tightly, and slammed a closet door, the impact thundered half of the building from the door lintel. "I can still talk to you can I?" Monk stared at his magic stick, which was roughly four feet long. "What am I doing? I'm thirteen, this magic stick is nothing.... But..-" Monk paused and instead of talking waited for whatever is outside his door to leave. Monk knew that person was going to do something. Bringing everybody in and storming the place.... It was all a blur to him now.

"Where is the kid?" barked the man outside, Monk gasped.
"I think he is in the other room! Come on!" another man responded. Monk trailed his hand absentmindedly against the hard-wood door. Monk heard the door thump, at first he thought it was himself. The sound was echoing his ears now.... Someone was on the other side! Monk felt cold sweat launching out of his head and onto his face. He was ignorant of what was happening, so he passed the scary moment by closing his eyes and barring his teeth vigorously. The door broke down and almost fell upon him. Was this the end for Monk? No. Something needs to happen, he's too young... A light invaded his eyes, he tried to focus, but the light was too bright. He then was knocked out by the light, and woke up a while later.....

"Monk, Monk!" Someone called for him, Monk was too tramatized to answer, so he remained in the same position in the closet. He tried to organize all these problems orbiting his head, but they didn't peice together... He heard the voice again, "there you are boy...-"

The man laughed as he walked upon the door rubble. Monk stared at a stout man with a long beard wearing nothing but cloth, a white robe, a purple cowl, and a sash which was as long as his legs and worn as a skirt.

"Uh-a dwarf?" Monk said puzzled, the man had a small smile planted on his face. Monk would NEVER expect this to happen.

"Oh no, child. I am human, but with a small chunk of gnome on my mother's side. But that isn't important.-" Monk, or anyone who was monk would be startled, here you have a half-human, half-gnome, and you don't know why the heck he's here.

"What is important?" Monk interupted, "And how do you know my name? There must be some explination for that. I don't even know y-"

"There will be plenty of time for questions, I am Durnh, of Bigstaff-" Durnh interupted in return. Bigstaff where was that? For some reason this guy being a gnome and this magic stuff didn;t startle Monk as much as it should. Monk looked at Durnh coldly. Nodded his head and once standing up, bowed. "oh no lad no royalty within this one." Monk sighed.

"What now?" Monk questioned, "I mean what is supposed to happen, you obviously are magical." Durnh flicked away a spiderweb, "Why don't you feel astonished, surprised?"

Monk pondered of the question then he felt a burst of surprise. This guy really is magical! he thought to himself stupidly, then he thought of the possibilities. "Uhh-uhhm I guess when I was little my father told me alot about magic, and you are magic..." Durnh bowed. "I am.... confused." He shook his head uncontrollabley. "Durnh why are you here?"

"Well... you will know later." Said Durnh, he gestured monk out of the closet, Monk followed Durnh cautiously, "Wait! I can't leave fostercare!" But Durnh kept gesturing Monk to go furthur into the large corrifors. Monk kept walking scared as ever. Now Monk was feeling the effects of what was happening. Durnh lead him out the door into the busiest streets of Alpena. The sidewalk littered with cigarettes in the cracks of the sidewalk squares. Alas Monk was at the peak of collapsing with tears. He sat down in a ball and stayed there. Durnh looked back with a smile that almost looked like a grimace.

"I can't go any furthur Durnh..." Monk explained. He looked at a tree next to him and tears started to pour.

"Your thirteen! Controll yourself!" Durnh stayed there shaking his head uncontrollabley, he wasn't going to stop until he had a reason to go furthur.

"I just haven't left this far from the fostercare before." Durnh pretended to smile, picked up Monk and carried him like a fireman would.

"Can you put me down?" Snapped Monk.
"No."
"Why?"
"You will refuse to go any furthur!"
"People will stare!" Monk imagined people peaking there heads through their windows and laughing at him. Soon the left the suburbs and went to a more busier road, Golf Course Road, it said on a green sign, also pointing to the right was Wilson Street, but there was no need to go there as Durnh jogged carrying Monk.

"Where are you taking me?" Monk questioned. Durnh did not answer. "Come on...." Monk was frustrated, they kept walking down Golf Course Road. Then they passed a small suburb area. They passed a few more houses and then at a road crossing there was a gas station. They crossed without any fear, Durnh carried Monk into the back of the gas station. Few people were parked to get gas. Durnh felt quite awkward seeing it, like he hasn't seen it before.

They took a path from the back of the station, which lead to apartment buildings. Monk read a sign, "Pine Brook Apartments" with buildings and a couple pine trees. They went inside one of the red colored buildings. Inside was brighter than the outside and the walls were painted with a light beige. And the doors going to an apartment room were brown hardwood. Durnh scurried upstairs, which almost looked like a bounce. Durnh put down Monk. He starred at the dwarf-like human stand in front of the door, doing whatever wierd stuff. Monk stood beside him and waited for something big to happen. He looked at the room number. '8-9-7-8-19-20-1-6-6' This number was unfamiliar to him, one, he hasn't been to this place, and two, he knew that there wasn't over eight million people in the apartment area.

Chapter two is yet to come....

What did you think of the first chapter?[/size]

[Aoynn Autumnleaf]

Chapter 2: The Feast

The door zoomed open after Durnh said the magic word, "Omahara." A gust of violent wind woke, Durnh's sash snapped at his ankles, making him tremble a little. Durnh looked at Monk with a serious look, "The time is now!" Durnh yelled over the wind, "May you descend to other worlds, may you descend to become a great god above these mortals!" Durnh raised his arms up and then enhanced his voice furthur. "Let the spirit of magic bind your soul, Monk!" Then Durnh stopped, the gust of wind growing louder and louder. "Do not fail Monk...." Monk's eyes were widened, then in a quick motion Durnh flung his arms around monk and then threw him like an arrow into the wind. Then he was carried through time itself, lights swirled around him, then purple lights invaded his eyes. Green lights appeared out of nowhere and then invaded his eyes again, in a huge cluster, then... it all stopped. Now it was all white, nothing was around him but pure white. He felt like he was in the air. And he could still breathe. Then the white turned into a light blue and it was slowly getting darker and darker and darker, and then it stopped. He looked what he thought was down, it was ground. He was up in the air some 20,000 feet. He thought he had already reached the speed of sound. But he didn't hear any sonic boom, that was a relief. Monk did not know what was going on so he just screamed and yelled, but no one could hear him. Then he was reaching the ground, no parachute, nothing for a safe landing. He closed his eyes. Then when he thought he was going to die. He landed. He wasn't hurt, he didn't see any injuries, but he did eat some dirt, he spat on the ground. Got up without any pain and saw someone in front of him.

"Temporary Physical Resistance Buff works like a charm does it?" the kid says immediately. Monk nodded, not knowing anything going on. "My name is Hello."

"Uh, hi-Hello" Monk said awkwardly. Monk examined Hello, he was very tall and was the same age he was, he could tell, and he wore nothing but cloth like Durnh. But he had tattered brown robes on and what looked a tribal circlet made from beads and birdfeather.

"You come here to learn about magic?" Hello questioned, of course Monk didn't know why he was here so he answered not thinking, "Yeah, I guess so."

"Ok, I'll teach you something, it's very easy." Hello explained in his flat German accent, it almost seemed like he was faking his accent. Hello walked up to a table and grabbed an apple out of a paper bag. Then Monk noticed the scenary, there were tents pitched everywhere. Students were practicing magic everywhere. They looked like teenagers to adults. There is probably a magic training fascility here, Monk thought to himself. Then he looked back at Hello, who set the apple upon the table, which was right behind the tent in the rich green grass.

"Ok take out your staff and point at the apple." Hello said after Monk looked ready. Monk did so then when he was about to point it at the apple, Hello recognized the writing on his staff. "Wow that's a rare staff my friend." Monk looked at his own then pointed with his free hand, "My staff?-" Monk looked astonished, "I've had this staff for a long time, I don't see anything special about it." Hello nodded then stared back at the apple.

"Ok once you have aimed directly at the apple say Levio."
"Levio?" Monk said irregularly
"Precisley."

Monk aimed again trying to aim it right on the spot, then withn a passionate voice said, "Levio!" the apple soon persevered upwards, now it was in the air and it was controlled by moving around his staff. He then pointed his staff back at the table, the apple fell upon it, then he lost control.

"Applaus, applaus!" Hello cheered happy to see his magic-newcomer-friend to do something with his staff.

"Now let me try!" he said again, he then aimed quickly at the leaned over apple, then he said in a deep voice, "Levio!" the apple zoomed up in the air. And it seemed he had more control than Monk did.

"Hey! How come? -" Monk said puzzled

"You have a different staff than me, your staff is a wishbone and goldenfeather, which means you have luck and are better at fire element spells. I however have an acorn and eagleheart staff. Which means I'm better at all spells and a bonus to earth spells, which is any spell without an element." Hello said a mouthfull, and Monk nodded as he went on and on and on. "So it matter which staff you have?"

"Yup" Hello answered quickly. Monk nodded once more and smiled. Hello gestured him, "Come on, lets go to the welcome tent, the staff members have to put you into my tribe." Monk shook his head, tribe? This all didn't make sense. So Monk followed Hello into a small tent which looked overcrowded because there were lots of voices comming from it. But then when they were inside. It was a huge room with approximately twelve hundred people in it, talking, loitering, gossiping and other stuff. Hello pointed to a line where younger teenagers were, the same age as Monk, so he walked up to there awkwardly and stood in line. Waiting for something wierd to happen.

Someone walked up to the front of the room, where some of the floor was lifted. "Wizards, Witches, Sorcerors one and all. Welcome to the 998th anniversary of our school. We have come to see all the wonderfull people that come here, and you-" he pointed a long index finger from an oversized robe. "-have come here to learn and to become successfull....-" There was silence now, then he said several moments later through barred teeth, "Every single one of you has the chance to become the greatest sorcerors in the world!" There was a tremendous cheer from five tables which were all round. Their cheers grew louder and louder, then Monk thought it would take off the roof. The man smiled, "You will never have that chance.... if you don't try... I expect you use your time wisley here... or else you'll never be a real sorceror...."

His head drooped and then he went to a small round table where all the staff members were seated. Then an older woman stood up and went to the front of the room. Footsteps echoing the whole room like a loud drum. Then the woman said, "Thank you Mr. Rubio, your speeches get better and better every year." She laughed and spread a big smile across her face. "Okay, now since we got all the speeches over with, and before we have our feast, we have to take out the tribe staff. So instead of choosing you to a tribe, the staff will just vote you out of personality. Or if you're just stupid and don;t have one, the staff will randomly choose one for you." Everybody laughed at the last sentence and waited for her to take out the Tribe Staff. Monk felt scared to even know what the tribe staff does. Then the woman came out with the tribe staff and set it on the ground, she nodded and stood back and announced random names. "Kachihiro Yamaguchi!" She said loudly. One of the boys from the group went up the stars onto the platform then went in front of the staff. Hesitated a little, then grabbed the hilt immediately once he made up his mind. Monk watched as the staff controlled him around the room, bouncing off walls. Tumbling down the steps and then he was stopped at the left from the middle table. And then he sat in one of the chairs in the circle. "We've got a Dragonfire tribesman here!" The woman said clapping. Then everone cheered, except the middle table who seemed to be laughing.

Then after maybe fifty students have been drafted from the staff, Monk's turn was up, he looked around then walked slowly up the stairs and next to the staff. He stepped around it once, then grabbed it. The staff flew up in the air, Monk tried to keep his grip, he was flown everywhere around the tent. He was bouncing off walls, hitting the wooden floor. Passing over all the tables then he was landed at the far left table. "We have a new Lionstaff!" everybody cheered, and of course the middle table was laughing. Then Monk waited for everyone to get done with, he waited by eavesdropping on his tables conversations. He looked at the frightened teenagers, he wonders if they were taken from their home too. Then in the next hour, everybody was drafted.

"Now that everyone is in their assigned tribes, we will begin preparing the feast!" Then there were maids comming around setting down tablecloths, dinery and candles that were lit. Monk looked around to try to see the feast but it wasn't here. Then he could start smelling it like if it was nearby... He looked at the middle table, they looked like they were planning to take over the world. Monk pointed at then asked everyone, "Could someone tell me who they are?" Hello answered, "All the tribes are Lionstaff, Dragonfire, Snakefang, Wolfpaw and Serpentsting." Monk was looking at the Snakefangs, he would have to remember that name, he could sense something bad was going to happen with them.

"Hey Monk, Gravy?" Monk turned around quickly and found out they had already been served their food. There was turkey, pees, cranberry, bacon, lemon, melon, seasoning, salt, sugar. But that's all what Monk could see, on the other half of the table was probably more things to eat. Then he turned to the person talking to him. "Sure, thank you." The boy put patatoes on his plate and gravy then he said a moment later. "My name is Archibold Adams. What's yours?" Archibold stuck out a hand to shake then Monk shook it.

"Nice to meet you Archibold, my name is Monk." He smiled then he returned to eating, the food was delicious. He normally didn't like gravy on his patatoes, but now it tastes good to him. "Thanks for the patatoes Archibold."

"Oi! Don't mention it." His rich British accent making the atmosphere more warm, which was wierd. Monk was trying to peice everything together in his head as he ate, Found by half-gone, taken out of fostercare, went through portal, in camp school, what next? Then he had to ask something, he didn't understand this whole tribe thing.

"I don't understand, do you have to have the blood of a tribesman to be in a tribe or is this just some fun way to say magic group?"

"You're joining a tribe bud." said Hello chewing on some bacon, Monk has to try that. "Once you join a tribe it's like a peice of your sould is being taken away from you." Monk nodded but still didn't understand. Then out of nowhere someone introduced theirself, "Hello Monk, My name is Mim, I had to introduce myself to you, right now, nobody notices me." She glares at Archibold, Monk couldn't find out the reason. Then she looked back at Monk not hiding the effects from her glare. "My full name is Mim Lionstaff, I was drafted here automatically because I am part of the tribe." Monk's eyes widened and said, "Really?" Mim nodded quickly.

"Well since you know a bit about this stuff could you explain stuff to me after the feast?" Mim nodded again, Monk thought somebody is going to get whiplash from nodding so much. Monk picked up a lemon then split it in half, takin half of the split peice and biting into it, tasted good, but a bit tangy. "Melon tastes alot better with sugar."

"True." said three or four people at the the table. He then picked up his staff pointed his staff at the sugar jar across the table and then he opened his mouth to say Levio but was interupted.

"Oi!" Archibold rung out.
"'oly cow!" said a random person.
"What?" Monk said puzzled looking at the staff then back at the people that interupted him.

"Your staff! That is very rare." Archibold said smiling down upon it.

"My staff? I'm sorry, I don't see anything rare about it." Monk said puzzled again, "Oh come on, guy, that is a pure Firebrand staff, do you know how much the Elves will pay for this?" Archibold said smiling greedily upon the staff's shiny surface and elegant designs. The staff was a bold crimson with golden letter written upon the hilt, which said, "Firebrand 596 A.D." At the end of the staff the wood propped up and glittered and sparkled from being used so much.

"Elves?" Monk said a moment later.

"Yeah Elves, we got the tiny wood elves around here but the tall ones are out in the Bogg." Archibold answered the simple question.

"The Bogg?" Monk questioned again.

"Bogghard Outlands." Mim answered Monk, almost interupting Archibold. "Aye Missy First Year, I hate interuptions." Archibold snapped at her. Mim sat back in her chair arms crossed, she looked dissapointed like all the other teenagers who were interupted by Archibold. Then Monk looked back at Hello who had half a turkey leg in his mouth. Monk could tell that Hello was very quiet when he ate, he hasn't heard of him in the past twenty minutes.

"Oh I almost forgot!" Monk said suprised to know that he didn't put any sugar on his melon as he took a bite of it. He pointed at the shiny sugar jar and said, "Levio!" The jar soon levitated then with good navigating he placed it softly on to his naked napkin. Then he tapped the pickle-jar-like lid with a knife, and it popped open. The sprinkling sugar from a ladel, took a bite from the melon and closed his eyes with delight. Then he opened his eyes to see Mim still dissapointed, Monk wondered what was wrong with her and Archibold, he would have to ask her after the feast. Then Monk turned his head in the opposite direction to see Hello taking out the organs from the turkey that was in the middle of the table.

"I don't think any of us are Scotish here, but you're not making me eat anything inside that turkey." Monk blurted having nothing to say or do, he had his fill on food and he's just waiting for everyone else to stop eating, some people are really slow eaters.
Hello chuckled then opened his mouth to speak but was interupted by the Snakefang table laughing evily.

"Those wretched Snakefangs what are they doing now? -" he looked over his shoulder and glared at one of them, then turned his head to speak again, "I'm a first year here, and I already know their making a plot to take over the world."

"Hey I got an idea. You know that fourth year there sitting in the same spot you are?" Archibold said a little snobby.

"Yeah?" Hello questioned, looking puzzled and very serious at Archibold who was just blabbing his mouth away, it was like he did that for a living.

"Hide some of this turkey's intestine inside this bisquit, then Kael here will cast the Banish spell on you as you invisibaley sneak the bisquit next to the guy." Archibold explained very clear on what he was talking about, no skipping over the words, it's like he's been planning the whole prank since he was born and revising it ever five minutes.

"I'm not really fond with that plan Archibold." Hello looked a little frightened on what Archibold was saying, Hello knew that no one would expect the goody Lionstaff table to do any harmless prank on someone, but he doesn't want to make the poor kid sick, he's been sick enough, or that's what Hello thinks.

"Oh come on, it'll be fun, please..." Archibold said holding his hands together, not the best persuader in Monk's thoughts holding your hands together and whimpering and saying a few words in an awkward way wouldn't make Monk do it, but he would sure like to see one of those Snakefangs perish.

"I'll do it." Monk said immediately. Archibold smiled brightly, Hello whipped off sweat from his forehead.

"No there's a brave fellow!" Archibold said loudly. "Now that the bisquit is ready to be eaten, Kael here will put the banish spell on you." Archibold pointed to a person with a jungle for hair, he was dressed in all black, "Kael you have the best staff, cast Banish on Monk please."

"Fine..." Kael said angrily. Kael took out a small walet and then set it on the table and then miraculously took out a huge staff, pure black and a yellow snake twirling on the hilt. A serpent head is carved at the tip. Then he said in a quick motion, "Banisho!" Soon Monk was turned into nothingness and his world was a boring black and white. Everyone's face was ghostly and plae and gleamed like the brightest star. His hearing was impaired and he could hear constant whispering in his ears that sound like a whoosh.

"Ok give us a sign; You are here right?" Monk smiled then picked up a fork and stuck it in Archibold's pompadour. "Very funny." said Archibold. "Now give this bisquit as a present to the Snakefangs." Archibold said chuckling. Everyone else at his table laughed loudly. He picked up the bisquit on the table and walked by the Dragonfire table without a trace, then he set the bisquit by the forth year and then whooshed back to his table. He then hit his table that startled everyone. "Ok Monk, I got you here." said Hello. Hello said the spell, "Buff!" Where Monk last hit the table. Then Monk was reformed back to his regular appearance.

"Now let's listen in." said Arechibold evily. Then Mim said the magic words, "Cranamino Enhanco." Monk casted the same thing on himself then he listened in.

There was regular gossiping about the other tables. Then in close vision they saw the forth year pick up the bisquit examine it, shrugged then took a bite of it. Then he kind of struggled to get it down.

"Deere, what's wrong?" said one of the Snakefangs.

"I didn't know these were meatbuns." said Deere. "I think I'm gonna go to the bathroom... for a while." Then he rushed off and everyone at the Lionstaff table started laughing their heads off. This was going to be fun, Monk could already see it.

Chapter 3 Will take a while, so I made Chapter 2 a bit bigger.