Good Fortune

"See ya, nerd." A big, mass of a guy laughed, walking away.
Quinn collected himself, and stood up.
Brushing the dirt off him, he tried his hardest not to cry.
"Bastard…" He said to himself, "I'll show him one day…I'll show them all!"

Quinn was smart.
In fact, he was the smartest kid in his town.
And, as a result, he was considered a nerd by everyone.
Every person in his school saw him as an easy target.
Even some of the teachers picked on him.
A few times he had even contemplated suicide, but always decided against it.

After another attack from another bully, Quinn started to slowly make his way home.
Along the way back, he saw a strange store.
"That's odd…" He mumbled to himself, "That's never been there before…"
Taking a closer look, he noticed that it was a fortune teller.
A sign on the door said that for the grand opening they were giving out free tarot readings.
Having nothing better to do, Quinn decided to try it.
Who knows, maybe something was looking up in his future?

Walking in, Quinn was met with the strong scent of incense.
The first thing he noticed was that it was pretty dark inside.
When his eyes started to adjust, he saw a couple of curtains hanging in the back.
Since there was seemingly no one inside, Quinn started to leave.

"Wait!" A voice yelled, making Quinn jump a bit. "Just give me on moment."
After a few seconds, the curtains in the back opened up, revealing a stereotypical fortune teller.
She had on the purple turban and dress, and sat in front of a table with a crystal ball on it.
"Allow me to introduce myself," She said, trying her hardest to sound mystical. "I am seer Clare. Have you come to hear your fortune?"
"Um…I guess." Quinn answered.
"Very well," Seer Clare replied. "Please, have a seat in front of me and we'll get started."

Quinn took his seat in front of the table, being slightly surprised at how comfortable it was.
"Let us begin." Seer Clare started, taking out the tarot cards.
She drew four of them, and spread them across the table.
She flipped one of them over.
On the other side was an image of some dripping blood.

"Is it safe to assume you got into a fight recently?" The seer asked Quinn.
"Yeah…" Quinn answered, mildly surprised.
'Pure coincidence.' He thought.
The seer flipped over another card.
On the other side, there was a picture of a swirl.
"And you lost." The seer added to her previous statement.
"Sorta…" Quinn frowned.

The next card had a picture of a fist on it.
"Hm…it appears that the next fight you have will be one." The seer said, smiling.
Quinn looked a bit happier at this.
Since the other two cards had been correct, he hoped.

The last card had a picture of a glowing spoon on it.
"Well that's interesting…" The seer said, slightly shocked.
"What is?" Quinn wondered out loud.
Trying to avoid the subject, the seer quickly said "Oh, looks like your time's up! Best be on your way!"
She stood Quinn up, and rushed him out the door.
"Here!" She said, forcing something into his hand before leaving. "Have a nice day!"

"That was odd…" Quinn said, taking a look at the object.
It was just a simple, silver spoon.
Shrugging it off for now, he made his way back home.
At his house, he quickly got ready for bed.
Before getting into bed, he put that spoon he received from the fortune teller onto his nightstand.
He then hopped into his bed, ready to welcome sleep.


Unknown to him, he was actually growing gold colored fur.
It covered his entire body, except for his chest and shoulders, which were growing brown fur.
Suddenly, a large, fluffy tail grew from his back.
A single brown stripe formed in the middle of the tail.
He didn't notice, however, as he was already asleep.


Quinn's arms and legs were mysteriously thinning out.
His hands and feet, however, weren't.
Two of his fingers merged together, leaving him with only three fingers for each hand.
Each finger grew a sharp, white claw.

His feet were going through relatively similar changes.
Two of his toes merged together, leaving him with three on each foot.
They also grew sharp, white claws.
One of the toes on each foot moved to the back of the foot, making them look similar to a bird's feet.

Finally, the changes reached his head.
His face pushed out, giving him a muzzle.
Two large whiskers grew out the sides of the muzzle, looking a bit like a mustache.
Both of his ears became pointed and moved to the top of his head, which had lost all of his human hair awhile ago.
A red star pattern of fur appeared on his forehead.
Lastly, his entire body shrank about two feet.

The next morning, Quinn woke up.
At first he didn't notice the changes, and groggily made his way to the bathroom.
It was when he tried to look into the mirror that he realized something was wrong.
He wasn't able to reach the mirror!
He tried to say something, but all that came out was "Dabra!"

Quinn quickly covered his mouth after realizing what he said.
He then had a sudden, strange urge.
He ran back into his room and went over to the night stand.
He picked up the strange spoon off of it.
Believing he knew what it was for now, he closed his eyes, and focused all his energy.
When he reopened his eyes, he saw that he was hovering his full body mirror in front of him.
When he saw his reflection, he was taken aback a little bit, but then slowly calmed down and began to enjoy this change.
'It's true...' He thought. 'I've become a Kadabra…'
Smiling, he moved the mirror back to its original spot without even touching it.

Suddenly, there was a banging on his front door.
"Hey, nerd, get out here!" One of the bullies yelled. "I need some extra money!"
'Time to make my fortune come true.' Quinn thought happily, heading to the front door.