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// Prologue 
// Story: Spellbooks, Dating and Why Humans don't like the Arcane 
// by Emerald Oracle 
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	"Albert they're here!" Yelled young Sarah Goode, assistant of the powerful wizard and great mind Albert Einstein, having just found out the whole of their little English town was bearing down on them. The great witch hunt was on and they were next on the long list of magic wielding men to hang.

"Fear not Sarah! For I have a plan! I will use my magic to teleport us to the future! Finally we can enjoy the wonders of indoor plumbing and I can wow the masses with my great mind!" Albert replied. He pulled out his great, leather-bound journal that contained every one of his discoveries when unraveling the universe, without which he would never remember any of his discoveries. He prepared the arcane circle and spoke the words of power.

"Transportum Timey Wimey Forwarnam!"

With a flash and a ding Albert threw himself and his assistant into a temporal portal traversed only by the TARDIS and the odd DeLorean. However, the trip proves to be much rougher than Albert anticipated and he loses grip of both his assistant/girlfriend and journal. Sarah Goode would end up only 98 years in the future and would settle down in the quaint town of Salem Village in America. The book would fly through space and time until finally landing in the library of a one Mr. Lee, the proud and successful stock broker and father of teenage Kenneth Washington Lee. Here is where this story begins.





"Arcana?" Kenny Lee had been perusing through his father's library when a strange little book had caught his eye. It was rough and rustic. A thick spine bore branded lettering in thick, bold text. The letters spelled out one word, Arcana. 

"What little wonders do you hold?" 

Kenny opened the small book to the first page. He had expected yellow crumbling pages and archaic unreadable text. Instead he got a simple page of off-white parchment that read Hello Kenneth. in simple, easy-to-read and neat script.

"What the fuck!" Kenny yelled in shock and dropped the book. It landed with a thump on the floor before laying open, displaying the words What the hell, you bumbling idiot! You are 17 years old! Stop being a fool and pick me up from the floor! Or, perhaps you don't want to know the secrets of the universe?.

Kenny kneeled down and lifted the book from the ground slowly, staring at the words on the pages. 

"What kind of book is this?" Kenny mumbled and turned a page.

The kind of book that can read thoughts, ingrate.

Now Kenny was just annoyed, "You don't have to be a jerk." Kenny threw back at the book in his hand, "Great, now I'm talking to a book."

Surprisingly the book didn't respond. The pages remained exactly the same as before. Kenny stared in bewilderment at the parchment and wondered why the book hadn't come up with another insult. Kenny then remembered that the book had a new response when he changed the page. To test this out he flipped back a page to see if it would change its message.

Finally, you dimwit. Maybe you aren't cut out to be a wizard.

Kenny would have responded with more reprimands if it hadn't caught his attention with the last comment.

"Did you say 'wizard'?" Kenny asked and turned the page again.

Indeed. I am the Arcana, the holder of the many secrets of the arcane realm. I can reveal the forces of the universe to you, and teach you to bend them to your will.

"Cool" Another page was turned.

I going to assume that was some modern slang and not that you are so brain-dead that you would call magic cold. So,what awe-inspiring power do you want to learn first?

Kenny marveled at this. Not only had he found a talking book, but it had just offered to teach him magic! What new powers will he learn? What things will he able to do? The possibilities were endless!

"I will get so many girls."