-A Pure Blood-

-The Shopkeeper- Oh! You are right I almost forgot about that.

Elijah took a small knife from his pocket and cut his hand a little. His hand started to bleed and the blood was indeed blue. The Shopkeeper and Riley were looking at the hand shocked.

-Riley- Jeez, you really are a real pure blooded vampire. I can't believe my eyes.

-The Shopkeeper- This is really rare, young man.

-Elijah- Can you tell me about the magic wand now?

-The Shopkeeper- Oh, yes. 300 years ago, a vampire named Gray ruled our Kingdom.

This magic wand belonged to him. He died at the age of 28 sadly.

-Elijah- But, if he was a vampire, how did he manage to die so young?

-The Shopkeeper- No one has the answer to that, young man. You have to look for the answer yourself if you want to know more.

-Elijah- So what is so great about this magic wand?

-The Shopkeeper- It was made from a really rare type of wood. The tree's name was Asher, if I remember correctly. It was a magic tree so powerful, that every Asher tree had to be burned. This magic wand is probably the only item in the world that was made from Asher.

-Elijah- So that is why it reacted to me?

-Riley- Well, it can only be used by the chosen one. If it really glowed in your hand, then I'm pretty sure you're the chosen one then.

-Elijah- So normal humans can't use it?

-Riley- No, they can't use it's full power. Of course, they could use it as a wooden stick, but that-

-The Shopkeeper- Riley!

-Riley- Sorry~~!

-Elijah- Old man, is it possible that I could try this wand?

-The Shopkeeper- Yes, if the magic wand chose you, then I can give it to you.

Elijah touched the magic wand again and he suddenly felt something. As if he was flowing with power. The Shopkeeper and Riley watched with schock again.

-The Shopkeeper- Y- you!

-Riley- Wowie, man you are POWERFUL. Did you just awaken your powers?

-The Shopkeeper- Riley can you shut up for a second?

-Riley- Oh sorry...

-Elijah- Wha- what is this power? It just seems to grow larger and larger. I feel like throwing up.

-The Shopkeeper- Let me give you a hand, young man.

The Shopkeeper placed his hand on Elijah's hand. The light got smaller and Elijah started to breath normally.

-Elijah- I have no idea what you just did, but it helped, old man, so thanks.

-The Shopkeeper- No need to thank me, young man.

To be continued.