The Supreme Witch
By: Aaron Lopez

     Once upon a time lived a witch, a powerful, mighty witch. Rumors say she is non-existent, a myth. Men of this very world have tried to destroy her for centuries. She has no idea what power she holds. Unfortunately, the last one disappeared so men considered her dead—or so they thought.    
     On an old farm lived a married couple about the age of 23. Their names were Ruby and Mark. Sadly, this family was not profitable so they relied on an old corn farm in their backyard. To put more on top of that, Ruby was also pregnant. The baby was due the next day, and that meant they would need to farm harder than before to care for a child. After hard thinking, they settled on a name: Elisabeth.    
     The next morning, Ruby gasped and whispered to Mark, "She's coming." 
     They rushed to the hospital and the nurses brought Ruby to a room while Mark had to wait outside. After a few minutes, a nurse came out of Ruby's room and called Mark in. He walked into the room to find Ruby lying down on a blue colored bed with a baby in her hands. Ruby passed Elisabeth into Mark's stiff arms and stared in awe. He looked into Elisabeth's face and zeroed in on her eyes and saw them glowing red. 
     His eyes widened and he froze. He encouraged Ruby to take the baby back into her arms. She agreed and then drove home in their rusty gray truck. When they arrived home, Mark sighed and walked to bed. Ruby stayed in the kitchen making mashed corn on a plate for Elisabeth to eat. She fed Elisabeth and started washing her bowl. She felt someone's breath on her neck. When she turned around, she saw nothing.    
     Elisabeth was not there. She dropped to the floor and started sobbing. She noticed a sheet of paper on the floor, but it had words. It was a letter. She quickly grabbed it and read it. It was a letter explaining the cause of her kidnapping and Ruby smiled––at least she knew she was safe. 
     Meanwhile, Elisabeth was taken by two mysterious people. They ran through the forest with every breath they had. Their only goal was to get Elisabeth to their home. The two people stopped running and Elisabeth could hear talking in the distance.   
     "Did you get her"   
     "Yes . . .we did."   
     "Good. She'll be one of us soon and she can't get corrupted by the world. Raise her and teach her the ways of the witch. She must be prepared to face the world."       
     A few years later, Elisabeth was 16 and had been taught under the spell of mentors who trained her to become one of the best sorcerers in the world. Her mentors asked her if she wanted to talk. Obviously, she agreed.    
     "I want you to know that you have more of a life than to just be a witch."    
     Elisabeth seemed confused. "What are you talking about? I've been here my whole life. I can not have a citizen life, right?" she replied.    
     "We are afraid you do," one of the mentors said. 
     "We both took you from your mother at a young age. Ever since, our elder has both set us up on a mission for you to become the greatest witch ever."    
     "Thank you so much but, who is my mother? I need to know," Elisabeth asked.    
     "We cannot take you to her or learn about her until you fulfill your destiny."    
     "Which is?" Elisabeth asked.    
     "You have to destroy the world with the magic that you have grown with."    
     Elisabeth stood silent and insisted on having a moment in the forest. Her mentors agreed, and they let her out of her cabin that she lived in when she arrived. Elisabeth knew her first instinct: RUN AWAY.    
     She ran out into the forest and she would sometimes trip on the branches. She just realized she was a trained witch for 16 years -- she could've just flown. That's what she did. She soared through the sky keeping an eagle eye on the ground. Her first thought on her mind was to find her mother. She had to find out who she was, how was her health, and most importantly, if she could tell Elizabeth if she knew about her being taken. Unfortunately, she grew tired of soaring and decided to find the nearest house and ask if she could rest there. As she was flying, she saw a little cabin with a corn field nearby. It looked . . . familiar. She lowered down and explored the back of the house and the corn field. Then, she saw it. She saw that gray rusty truck from which her parents drove her when she was born. She could not believe it. Had she finally found the house where her mother was? She was having a hard time landing, but she managed.           
     She felt exhausted. She felt tired. She came so far, and she was depending on chance if it was the correct household. She was overthinking.   
     What if this is the wrong house?   
     What if you came so far for nothing?    
     Constant fear that all hope was lost, kidnapped from your own mother and was raised by adults she barely knew. She just wanted the truth. She obviously didn't want to destroy the world, especially with her own mother that roamed it. She held back and started walking towards the door. She got close and placed her ear on the door. She could hear distant sobbing. Her pity grew for her but she knocked. The cries for help went silent. She heard the wood floors creaking.    
     An old woman opened the door wiping her tears. The woman gasped and whispered, "Is it really you? What's your name?"    
     "I'm Elisabeth, ma'am".    
     "I always knew you were safe with the witches, but now you've come back to me." They both hugged and started crying on each other's shoulders.