(this is more for my oc, but I thought you’d all enjoy it too.)

You laid in bed as you where poked and prodded by scientists and the chairpeople. Blood was taken, Mouths were swabbed and you were constantly asked to perform something. The truth and reasoning being—… you were made of magic. Born from it- technically. Your mother messed around with things she shouldn’t had.. then she birthed you.

This was only discovered recently, as your mother kept it a secret all your life until it was leaked due to a rough argument you and her had. Now here you were- A object.

“ How are you feeling this morning? “

Jayce approached, waving off doctors and scientists as he sat on the bed, smiling at you.

“ I was thinking, today, we could try and harness your powers and- What’s with that face? “

He asked, concerned as he saw tears build in your eyes.. you didn’t even know if you had powers. Why did you have to stay here?!