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The Magician's Downfall (standard:other, 1993 words)
Author: the guitaristAdded: Feb 27 2007Views/Reads: 2807/1947Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
"The Magician's Downfall" is a story with a tragic ending that shows that love can make a fool of anyone, and lead to their demise in the end.
 



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their minds.  A kid took a seat in front of Jason, and looked straight 
forward.  Jason wanted to meet new people, so he nudged him on the 
shoulder and said " Hi, I'm Jason, who are you?"  The kid turned around 
angrily and said "Who the fuck do you think you are?" in a loud voice.  
Suddenly, Jason's shirt sleeve caught fire, and the whole class watched 
in fear.  Dr. Densen rushed into the room, and extinguished the fire 
almost instantly.  "Bruno."  said Dr. Densen in a reprimanding 
voice,"What have I told you about using your powers on other people?"   
"Sorry." said Bruno.  "Jason, I am going to warn you.  You must be 
careful around other student's here, because some of them can't control 
their powers as well as you can."  "Yes sir." replied Jason in his 
normally obedient voice.  Well time passed on and Jason began to fit in 
pretty well in his new home.  One day, however, he met someone who 
changed his life.  It had been four years since he came to the school, 
and he had another year to go.  He was eating lunch in his normal spot 
in the school's cafeteria, when suddenly a beautiful young lady sat 
down at his table.  Jason thought to himself in his mind "Damn she's 
hot."  "So you think I'm hot?" she said in an inquisitive tone.  "When 
did I say that?" Jason replied.  "I can read minds, and I hear exactly 
what you're thinking."  "Is that the only power you have?" asked Jason. 
 "No", she replied, "I can also use mind control on people, but I 
haven't done that in a long time."  "So you can read minds and control 
them. How nice." he replied jokingly.  "Reading minds is good, but 
controlling them isn't", she explained.  "If I wanted to, I could turn 
you into my slave, but I don't want to do that.", she said.  "I would 
be your slave any day." replied Jason in a joking manner.  " Trust me, 
you don't want to be my slave, because when I'm controlling minds, I'm 
an entirely different person."  "What do you mean?" he asked.  "With my 
powers, I have a dark side.  I am normally a good person, but when I'm 
with someone, I turn into a controlling bitch.", she said sadly.  "So 
what are you saying?" he asks. "I know you like me, and I like you," 
she replies,"but I can't hurt you like that."  I think it would be best 
if we were just friends because if you get too involved with me, you 
will be miserable for the rest of your life."  "Okay", he said 
disappointedly.  "So what is your name?", he asked her.  "My name is 
Lana." she replied.  So time went on, and he got to know her well, and 
he knew he was in love.  He professed his love to her on several 
occasions, and she told him the same story every time.  Graduation was 
drawing near, and he knew he wouldn't be happy unless she decided to go 
out with him.  It was two nights before graduation, and Jason was 
anxious.  He was having the normal conversation with her, and he asked 
her the same question he'd been asking for the last year or so.  "Will 
you go out with me?" he asked in his usual tone.  "Look, Jason, I've 
already told you. You don't want to spend the rest of your life 
miserable."  " I don't care.", he replied, "because I know that I want 
to spend the rest of my life with you no matter what the circumstance." 
 Finally, she gave in to him, and agreed to go out with him.  
Graduation came and it was time for Jason to return home.  Jason had 
not seen his mother since he left that day when he was thirteen, and 
his mother greeted him with a hug.  He upstairs to his room only to 
find it was used for storage.  His mother cleared out a spot in the 
living room for him to sleep, and he slept there every night he was 
there.  A few days after returning home, Jason heard the doorbell ring 
as he awoke.  He went to answer the door, and to his surprise it was 
Lana.  She greeted him with a kiss, and he invited her inside.  "I got 
some good news", she said to him with a smile." I got an apartment down 
the street from here."  " That's great", he replied.  As time went by, 
he found himself at Lana's apartment more and more, and it wasn't much 
later that he moved in with her.  One day he come in from work, excited 
as usual, and told Lana that some friends of his wanted him to go on a 
ski trip with them.  "You're not going."  she said in a low tone.  "Why 
not?" he asked.  "Because I want you here with me." she replied in an 
even lower tone.  He just played it off like she was mad, and prepared 
to go skiing anyway.  Two days later it was time for him and his 
buddies to set forth for the mountains.  As he was preparing to go out 
the door, Lana stopped him and in an angry voice said "I told you you 
weren't going."  "Well, I said I was.", said Jason in a smartalec tone. 
 "I said no!" she screamed in his face, and at that moment a force 
controlled him to sit down.  He tried to get up, but he couldn't, and 
soon she sat on top of him.  He eventually quit trying, finally the 
force let go of him.  "Unless you want the same thing to happen again", 
she said, "I would suggest you do what I say."  He now understood why 
she had warned him all along, but he knew it was too late.  Pretty soon 
he dwindled into a mindless zombie, with no mind of his own.  He 
doesn't leave the apartment anymore, because she won't let him.  He 
wouldn't listen, and this was how he ended up.  This my friend is the 
magician's downfall.


   


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