Pages of Fate

This is a short story explaining the past happenings of Raven Redwood and some of the mystery surrounding his Maser-Eye.

Pages of Fate
''Magic isn't dead, Raven... Magic has always existed... it existed then, and it exists now...''

''No, it hasn't. Magic is fiction. It's nothing but a fairy tale...''

''How then, do you explain our... abilities?''

...DNA.

''Hahaha... oh Raven, do you really think you can explain something as extraordinary as super speed, super strength, or control over the elements? Magic is magic- you don't need to explain shit...''

...you really think magic exists?

''Of course I do. Back then, it was witches and warlocks... today, it's superhumans...''

Raven Redwood snapped out of the memory, looking up to the primordial stone temple that he and Adonis would soon be entering. It stood tall in the midst of the jungle, much like the stereotypical Aztec monument that hid some sort of priceless treasure.

Adonis, donning a black cloak despite the tropical heat, turned toward Raven and smiled. "You still think magic is fiction, don't you?"

"Of course." Raven responded without shifting his gaze from the temple. He reached into his coat and lifted a book to his face, titled Frankenstein.

Adonis stares at Raven for a moment. "For someone who loves books like you, I'm surprised you aren't a little more open-minded to the idea of magic..."

"Books are fictitious." Raven retorted. "Except for non-fiction, of course, but fiction is fiction- it's not real."

"Perhaps your opinion will change once we get our hands on the Tome of Augury."

"...The only reason I came is because it's a book we're after. Although I'm pretty sure it would've decomposed by now..."

"We'll see." Adonis responded before heading to the temple. Raven sighed and followed, with his nose still in Frankenstein.

(To be continued)