My new story part 1

Ok, this is the first part of my new story, this beginning part defiantly needs work so give me pointers. I hope you like it!

Prolog

The 15 ½ century

      I stepped over a large rain puddle. I was walking home from orchestra and trying my best to stay dry. It was raining, hard. I hadn’t needed to take the family car because, like many things in Salt Lake City Utah, Rivertown High School was in walking distance. 

When I finally got home I noticed a different car parked outside our small one-story house. I opened the door and instantly saw a man talking to my mom in the living room; with each word my mom grew whiter and whiter. The man turned and looked and me, 

“come here child,” he said his voice was deep and sounded a little Irish.

I didn’t like being called child very much but I dropped my Viola by the door and walked into the living room. 

The man looked like he was in his mid fifties, his hair had turned gray, his eyes were an electric green and his neat suit was dark blue. The man held out his hand and I shook it, “my name is Professor James Mason and I am the director of the I.M.T.Y boarding school” he said. 

I felt my stomach drop, a boarding school why was there someone like that here? I had never been that bad in school had I? Last year I had received a 3.700. I was due to start high school next year and was already loving the summer orchestra I participated in. 

For some reason I applied myself only to my three instruments: Piano, Viola and a little guitar. The rest of my subjects seemed less important. I don't think any other mom but mine has had to yell at their kid to stop practicing and do some homework. 

Professor Mason must have seen the look on my face and smiled “let me explain” he said “the I.M.T.Y stands for the Institute for Magically Talented Youth.” I was confused magically talented I thought. 

“Our school name is pretty self explanatory” he said “we take young teenagers from ages twelve to eighteen and train them in the magical arts.” I looked skeptical 

“magical” I said “you mean like, wave your wand and pull a rabbit out of a hat; how old do you think I am?” 

“You are fifteen and incidentally a little late to show your powers” he said calmly. "Jessica," my mother spoke, "listen to the man." 

“Let me explain” and he gestured to a seat and I sat. “I suppose this all starts with the magus deleo age, meaning magically erased in Latin, or what some of our students have come to call the15 ½ century,” he said sitting down on the couch, the broken springs twanged. 

I opened my mouth to say "15 1/2 century?" but he held up a hand. 

“I will ask you not to interrupt as there will be much you do not understand or believe but I will make all clear,” he said. “Now where was I oh yes, the magus deleo age was a time first thought to be after the 15^th century but in more recent studies suggest it was earlier. We’ve decided we really don't know when the magus deleo age was. The events were so confusing and against all that we believe that it was erased from the memory of mankind. It was a time of magic, of grief, joy, sorrow and many wars. 

"It all started with a girl named Thaea and a boy named Feren. Now Thaea was a peasant girl and Feren the lord of their little village in England. But through a turn of events they became friends. Close friends." 

Professor Mason sounded like he had told the story a hundred times. 

"When Thaea was nineteen she and Feren went for a walk in the woods. Soon they became lost but they found there way to a clearing and in that clearing there was a giant floating diamond." 

This story was starting to sound like a kid's book but I didn't interrupt. 

"There were four sections in this diamond, one blue, one red, one green and one pure white.

Feren was overcome with a greed for the power the diamond could bestow and he touched the red part of the gem. Instantly he was enveloped in flames and when they diminished his eyes had turned orange. He tried to convince Thaea to touch the diamond as well but she refused. Feren then attacked her and now had the power to conjure fire. Thaea was scared and pressed her hand against the blue part of the gem. She could now see a kind of red glow emanating from Feren. She too glowed blue. 

They fought and in the end Thaea was victorious although she did not kill Feren. Thaea fled England to America..." 

"But America wasn't settled back then, if it really was before the 15th century it can't have been." 

"Ah, but you forget that an entire century was forgotten by man." I shut my mouth. 

"Where was I? Oh yes, Thaea fled to, what was then called The Western Lands. There she met a boy named Dorric. Only four years later the two were married, which presented another power of the Heaven's Gem." 

"The what?"

"Heaven's Gem, It's what Thaea first called the magic diamond, but you'll learn more about that at the academy. Now I've lost my place again," he said furrowing his brow. 

"The new power" I prompted. 

He nodded his thanks "yes, Thaea discovered that she hadn't aged a day. She was still nineteen in her looks but not in her mind. She and Dorric returned to that little forest in England where Feren awaited them, tipped off by his spies on their ship. Dorric was able to touch the green part of the gem and the element of earth was bestowed upon him. That day marked the start of the Great War. 

Thaea finally told Dorric everything and both swore to overcome Feren at all costs. They allied themselves with many powerful monarchs but those are all stories in and of themselves. What's really important to know is that, when the fighting was done and the century erased, Dorric and Thaea build a school. 

Now Feren built himself an army of what we now call 'Element Workers' but what no one foresaw that the descendants of those men and woman would have the same powers. And that's why Dorric and Thaea built the school, to help those with the same ability to control the elements." 

Professor Mason fell silent. 

"Wait a minuet," I said slowly. 

I was totally unconvinced by everything he had just said. 

"If you're saying that I'm a descendant of these... Element Workers, then you've seriously got the wrong house." 

I thought it was creepy that he knew my name and age but I wasn't about to let him think he was right about me. 

Professor Mason smiled "what's so outrageous about it that you can't believe?" 

I laughed a little "um, magic, a mysterious time that was erased, people who don't age, thinking that I have magic powers." I said it with as much sarcasm as I could. 

"If the time was erased, how do you know it's not true?" 

"Because it's totally crazy! Why would people make up stuff about magic if it were actually true?" 

"Because magic didn't exist wholly in the 15 1/2 century, on the contrary, magic has been around almost all of our existence. But when the century was lost, so was the ability to learn magic. Wizards are so rare that most don't even know about their powers. But Element Workers on the other hand, are being found more and more. 

"Element Workers have the ability to bend the elements to their will. To conjure fire, water, wind or earth and do with it whatever you wish is a truly magnificent gift." 

I was lost for words so I shook my head. 

"What will it take for you to believe me?" 

"Show me," I said bluntly.

Professor Mason sighed, "It seems like I always have to do this." 

He raised his hand, palm up. Something was growing there, a pile of dirt and then a tiny flower sprouted from it. I stared at it in amazement, trying to think of how he could have tricked me. He smiled at my expression. 

"Do you believe me yet?"