Chapter 14

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Sorry this is so late. Btw this is my interpretation on druids soooo yeah. Enjoy.

"What do you mean a spark?" I asked slowly.

"You know, a spark! Meaning you're supernatural in some way." He smiled. I nodded slowly.

"So how do I find out if I am?" I asked. He smiled.

"I have a lot of tests." He smiled evilly. I groaned and layed my head down.

"I'm in." I decided sighing. I'm going to regret this.

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"Are we done yet?" I whined for the millionth time. He glared at me.

"Just one more test." He said rolling his eyes. We had been doing his 'tests' for 4 hours now. I'm hungry and tired.

"Fine, what is it?" I asked pouting.

He came over to me and produced a box cutter.

"I have to cut you." He said and I wrenched away.

"No way! Are you crazy?" I screamed.

"Would I do anything to hurt you?" He asked softly. I scoffed.

"Apparently!" I snapped. He huffed.

"Just let me do it and then say the words written down on the paper." He commanded. I nodded and he gripped my arm before slicing a deep cut. I winced.

"Say it now, while pinching together your cut. Repeat it a few times." He commanded. I stared at the paper and recited the words.

" In the name of Dagda, Bridget and Diancecht. The wound was red, the cut was deep, and the flesh was sore; but there will be no more blood, and no more pain, 'till the Gods come down to earth again." I recited 4 times. I removed my hand and the cut was gone.

"Yes! It worked! I know what you are now!" He cried in triumph. I blinked.

"You're a druid!" He exclaimed. I blinked.

"It's like a witch but more powerful and less evil." He explained. I nodded.

"Can I eat now?" I asked boredly. He nodded. Finally.

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