Magic wielder

I don't remember the first time I snuck down to my father's workshop but I do remember that day October 3rd 3089 the day I met my rival. It started so long ago the year today is 3103 .more than 12 years ago. I heard yelling down in the workshop and went to investigate to see my father yelling at a man about his age who by his side stood a boy about my age. The boy was being silent but I took a step forward and made a noise the boy turned to me. Then he walked towards me. He stopped right in front of me and said is that fool your dad? I immediately went into defense mode and said he's not a fool and yes he's my dad. Tell him to sell the red amulet to us he'll get a good price. I knew what he was talking about the Transportation amulet a revolutionary amulet that could teleport anyone anywhere. I knew it was my father's pride and joy and he would never sell it. No, I said that is his work you don't need it. I'll ask you one more time to tell your father to sell it to us. No, it's his. His face got dark like a cloud over the sun, his dark purple eyes had a dangerous light. Like a storm swirling over a night sky lighting it up with lightning. His snow-white hair suddenly had dark streaks in it that grew and consumed the white till all his hair was black. I could feel the hairs in my arms standing up in response to his bloodlust. Frightened and angry my own magic rose up. Although I didn't know it my eyes glowed with a silvery light my black hair soon was silver the same way his snow-white hair had turned black. The air was heavy with our magic. The first strike was his, lightning blasted me off my feet in response I flung my most violent wind also knocking him off his feet. At that point, the adults were pulling us away from each other. Yelling at us to stop. The man's father was yelling at dragged his son out the door and up the stairs. Zeus, stop this right now. Zeus, I would always remember that name my father was also yelling ninlill stop it. Ninlill stop. The winds only swirled faster inside the workshop. Outside, lightning stuck it was the making of a storm of destruction. Ninlill stop you are going to destroy all my work! That brought me to a halt and slowly the winds faded till they were no more. My father said later that my hair slowly turned back to black and my eyes glow faded as I calmed down. It was the first time I had ever awakened my magic. But not the last. Soon the lighting outside stopped leaving us in silence where before there were roaring winds and crashing thunder. My father looked around his workshop to see papers and small tools everywhere. He sighed rubbing his hand on his face. I stood there and watched as he picked up everything and put it in it's the proper place. Finally, he turned to me his face wary. Ninlill come here he said. I came he sat down in his rocking chair and pulled me into his lap. What he said next stayed with me forever. Listen to me ninlill I'm not mad. Or even disappointed I am proud of you. To stand up for what you think is right is a noble thing. But there is a time and a place for magic and this was not one of them. magic is dangerous it is most of the time fueled by our emotions but when we feel the urge to use it when we are angry or upset we must not for then it is even harder to control. Magic can be beautiful or It can be very ugly it depends on how it is used so please my little angel don't use your magic just yet gain some more control over your emotions and then I will teach you how to use your magic. Ok? I nodded yes daddy. Thank you. He got up and carried me out the door and up the stairs. Then into the house where mother was pacing back and forth in the kitchen. She looked up and saw us. Oh, thank God. When Raijin and his boy Zeus came out without you two and magic flying everywhere I was so scared that they killed you. No just ninlill and Zeus getting into an argument. Wait Okami what was the crazy wind? It was like I said ninlill and Zeus getting into an argument. So that was ninlill. my baby has magic. She yelled joyously. Dear for it to show up this early means it's very strong she's only three years old. I've made her agree not to use it till she's older .why she said my mother had no magic of her own so she didn't know. Because magic is fueled by emotions the stronger your emotions are the harder it is to control let's use an example to say you really hate someone and you have magic you get angry at them and your magic lashes out at them you didn't mean to but suddenly your magic has killed them. it's happened more than once children killed for lashing out at their friends or bullies because it killed them. One in every 3 magical children is killed like that. And out of every 10 children there, 3 magical children think about that number. For a hundred children born there will be 30 magical children so that's ten children killed in just a year. Having magic isn't rare it's surviving your childhood years with it that is. My father said sadly about 50 kids every 5 years die and that's just in one town. There are 10000towns in our country so that's 500,000 kids dead every year. Just because they couldn't control their magic. My mother was silent for a long time. I was to even though I didn't understand a word of it I caught on to the somber mood. Finally, she said we better explain to her what's going on. So my father said ninlill you know that man and the boy who were just here? I nodded those are daddy's rivals they also make magical items. They wanted my teleportation amulet so they could make it seem like it was their idea and get the credit they offered me a large amount of money for it but I didn't sell it. Well, I said holding my fist up if the man's your rival then that means Zeus is my rival.