centerL.A.SummerTime ( until I think of a better title)/center
Pby dragonwriter
pDisclaimers: I do not own Ash redfern, trust me no one is as sad over this as I am ^-^
not the nightworld, they all belong to L.J.Smith. I'm just writing this for fun while I wait for Strange Fate to come out, no profit is being made. Hense a FAN-fiction. I'm a poor college student so sueing me wouldn't get anyone anywhere. I Do own the new characters I 've vreated for this story. Namely
Laurel Astrea, Leilari Astrea, Iris Astrea, Drake Mornglori, and Sindel Walker(partcially owned by the girl she was created from) so far…
pSummery: Laurel Astrea is a witch raised by circle midnight, raised to distrust all men, and to use humans. But can we choose our own fate beyond what we were raised to be? Laurel's world gets changed when she accidentily breaks one of the Night World rules (and I don't mean love) for the sake of friendship. How many lies would it take to survive?
p How much of foresight is unchangeable? Cameo's to run rampant. e.g. redferns, harmans... ( please keep in mind that this is my first fanfic EVER. Please be kind.. and review) I promise it will get more interesting! This gives you a little background of everybody! This is the first book of many in this series I'm writing…
Chapter 1
Setting : Nothern California almost coastal town.
"Later!" Laurel Astrea waved at Sindel, looking foreward to the Summer and entering highschool a year early. ' Lucky chance…kasu kai ni' her cd player blared as she approached her families messy old house, turning it off as she reached the door. It was a two story victorian home with a porch and the other things you'd expect from a victorian home, the gardens etc. Herbs were being dried among the rafters of the porch, to be used in Leilari, her mother's famous potions, from which they received their income. She knew the herbs by name herself, but had never really been interested in making potions, much to her mom's chargrin. Who would continue her business when she died? Instead she took after her mother's sister Iris who lived up north in Portland, preferring to master her foretelling and defense skills.
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Leilari felt a presence that shouldn't be there. She quickly and impulsively turned off the stove where she had been heating a truth serum. The bell at the front door, that rung louldy whenever someone entered made a light hesitant noise…too soft. A vampire, an expeiranced one who knew about the bell, or maybe since many witches had them he had just guessed? Her mind ran through the possibilities. She walked carefully into the living room, wooden broomstick in hand. Wood, that was the only real defense against their kind. Her face made a cruel imitation of a smile. Whatever this one was after, if it had been smart enough to know about the bell, it should have known not to mess with a circle midnight witch,an Astrea even more. She'd show him. Strange how she assumed it to be a him, but then her husband had been one.- of them. How she distrusted that man, and ALL men. His blue eyes…well she hadn't seen him in years… She was in the center of the room when she saw the barest glimmer of a shadow-
And then felt strong arms wrap around her waist from behind. As he reached for her hands, she felt shock, not just that she had been caught unawares, but that touch. And then the voice confirmed it.
"Hello Witch of mine." Drake Mornglori whispered into her ear, she could feel him smile. He always had liked to prove who was boss.
"I thought I had gotton rid of you." She said voice slightly unsteady, unconsciously easing into his embrace.
"Now why would you want to go and do that?" always the smooth talker.
"I don't know, I would have thought the divorce papers would have specified that." She said as if she was considering the idea. He answered with a low tenor rumble against her back
"I rarely pay attention to such things, woman are such a contridiction, they say to go away when really." He turned her around, leaving to room to struggle in. His eyes on hers, arms tight on her biceps. "Want you to follow them."
He was smiling one of those smiles that used to do something to her heart. Before she found out that Drake Mornglori would always think of the soulmate bond as a way to get a woman to do what her wanted. To USE her. To get whatever he was after.
Her heart hardened. Which is probably why he is here now. She assessed him with a level gaze. Ignoring the way he looked. That would NOT trap her again. His golden hair, his daughter had inheritied was wild, almost shoulder length. His sculpted body. He would always be taller than her. He looked young, perhaps 30, he would always look younger than her- now. Not that you could tell with his kind.
"Whatever you're after, I'm afraid I'm going to have to be rather contrary. You haven't visited." She too could play the game.
"That's my girl, knowing me better than I know myself."
She felt sick. She was Evil, she admitted it, she liked to be in control over people,she loved power, it came with being a part of circle Midnight, but she had never used him… not really.
***********
Her fluffy white cat greeted Laurel as she entered, mewing an purring circling around her ankles and then running off. As if to say "Follow me." She dropped her backpack and followed after stealthily. Low voices waifted to her, a man's voice. When was the last time her Mom has lured some human to be her plaything? It had been a while. Leilari hated and distrusted all men, and as such had been one of Laurel's first lessons. Esp. Vampires, she saposed because her father had been a lamia. So she was surprized to find her mother embraced by a obviously inhuman man.
She frowned. He was quick, realizing her presence. -she hadn't really been hiding, and turned around calmly. The man seemed vaguedly familiar, had mom brought him here before?
"Laurel," her mom nodded at her. The man's face seemed to register surprize when her mom said that. What? Yes she had a Lamia name, her dad had picked it, but she was a witch through and through. So… "Dear this is." Leilari's eyes lightened with grim amusement. "your father, come to visit on business."
Her dad? Why would her mom have been in her DAD's arms? But it made sense why he was vaguely familiar. She had seen him once a year and received letters about as frequently. He had broken off contact for those few years between Leilari's messed up spell that had driven her crazy, quite literally, and last year when Laurel was 13 and came into her own powers,( Astrea Coming of Age ritual) and had with Iris's help had broken the spell's affect on her mom. What did he want now?
"My little girl is growing up I see,"
She didn't respond, he didn't deserve it.
"Your mother tells me that you've become quite the fortune teller, and have become rather skilled. I'm sure that you had a wonderful teacher." That to her mom. Laying it on a bit thick aren't we? Laurel rolled her eyes. "Congradulations." He offered
"Yes well a lot has happened since you abandoned me, none of which should concern you." She replied curtly.
"Touch-e"
"No thanks."
"You have your mother's tongue as well I see." He seemed amused, he almost always did. He would carve someone up and smile the whole way through the screams.
She sat down on one of the overstuffed couches facing them. She wasn't scared of him though. He wouldn't kill his only heir, small comfort. Then the bombshell was dropped.
" Your mother has aggreed to have me take you back with me to L.A. to learn about the other half of your heritage."
"Yay." Without enthusiasm.
She wasn't ½ vampire, more like ¼ the Morniglori clan was made up of lamia, a lot of whom had married 'shifters and witches, but not werewolves,who would allow them into the family? I'm such a mutt.
_______
He could get a feel for his daughter's thoughts. Something about friends in L.A. But she was considering, which meant of course that she would agree. Like Mother like daughter.
Had she been raised in an enclave she would have simply agreed with her elders. Like a good Lamia girl. Spirit was useful, but it would be amusing to teach his heir some manners.
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Why had her mom agreed to it? She wasn't afraid of him. What if she had found out about Sindel? Laurel didn't put it past her mom to kill her friend if she knew that the girl was really a human, and not a harman like her violet eyes and years of lies would make you believe.
In L.A. Ash was there, this last year he had been allowed off the enclave and was happily running amock and going to all the parties she had heard about from him. Too bad his sister's were still stuck in the Redfern enclave.
"You need to learn how to be independent." Was that just her mom's excuse?
" Fine then, but If I go, Sindel's coming WITH me." Flatly.
Her mom frowned. But before she could respond, Drake did.
"Your little lost witch friend? Fine." The questions and answers began to overlap each other, as if a deal was being closed.
"How long?"
"The summer."
"We're not driving there." Statement.
"Do I look like someone who would waste time? We fly."
Laurel's eyes focused on the floor.
" We leave tomarrow. Noon. Bring your friend if she's coming." Drake said folding his arms in satisfaction. He had won. He left then winking at Leilari. He wasn't staying here tonight. Good. When he was gone, Laurel looked at her mother directly.
"Why? And I want the REAL reason.now."
"Can't fool you can I? I have some… business to attend to that I'd prefer you not be around for."
She must have seen Laurel's panicked look because she continued. "You're distracting, I would have sent you to my sister's but… oppourtunity knocked first."
Which meant that whatever It was was dangerous.
"Please, PLEASE don't do anything like that Soul Stealer again okay? I had to convince the circle for years that you wouldn't stay…"
"Crazy?"Leilari supplied, stuff like that never seemed to bother her, getting up and returned to the kitchen to engross herself in finishing up her potion. End of Disscusion.
Laurel ran upstairs and used the secure phoneline to call Sindel. "You're going to L.A. and you're not taking me along?" Sindel whimpered with a grin. After being her best friend forever she was being left behind?
"HECK no. You're coming With. I'm sure you can convince your cousin to let you go. We're leaving tomarrow." Sindel lived with one of her horrid cousins, since her own parents were both dead, and had been for quite a while. "Mom's cooking up some…trouble. It won't be safe here." Codeword for circle midnight stuff.
"oh. Well then you're forgiven." Sindel gave an unlady-like snort. "and it won't take much convincing, a whole summer withour having to pay for me? They'll be positively thrilled."
"I'm going with my..dad. so… remember you're a lost harman and are adopted into circle twilight by my aunt Iris. RIGHT?" Twilight. The only Circle she could stand. How could she even contemplate Midnight after what one of it's spells had done to her mom?
"Leeches?" codeword for vampires.
"And more. If you couldn't sense evil a mile away, you know, we'd both be dead about now."
*******
L.A. was huge, both girls agreed apon reaching the L.A. airport. Sindel's midnight hair was pulled back in a braid, native american complexion making her look mysterious. It was her rare violet eyes though that had convinced Laurel for sure 2 years ago that she must be a lost harman. And had told Her about the Night World.. But she wasn't. She was just a very talented human, telepath, etc that kept people thinking that she was indeed a witch. It could also be the black dahia ring Laurel had gotton for her, with safety wards in it. If anyone knew the truth, well then they would both be dead. It was a blessing that Aunt Iris had taken her under her wing 2 years ago to refine both of their foresight gifts.
The two girls couldn't be more disalike in looks. Laurel was a tall golden blonde with silver blue eyes, and very pale, while Sindel was a lot shorter, and darker but the two were like sisters.
When they reached her dad's very expensive red car, her curiousity got the better of her.
"Where exactly are we going?"
"Thousand Oaks."
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End of chapter one. I hope you guys like. It gets faster paced from here on in.
Please review!
Notes: Ash is 15 here, Laurel and Sindel are both 14, ( they skipped a grade) Laurel knows Ash and his sisters because they met while Leilari was putting wards and stuff for the redfern enclave. Defense being her specialty. Back when Laurel was 4. She lived there for 2 years. Becoming Ash's friend because they both got into mischief. She's like Ash's extra sister. Like another Rowan, lecturing. And since she's a foreseer, humor will insue. ^-^
Pby dragonwriter
pDisclaimers: I do not own Ash redfern, trust me no one is as sad over this as I am ^-^
not the nightworld, they all belong to L.J.Smith. I'm just writing this for fun while I wait for Strange Fate to come out, no profit is being made. Hense a FAN-fiction. I'm a poor college student so sueing me wouldn't get anyone anywhere. I Do own the new characters I 've vreated for this story. Namely
Laurel Astrea, Leilari Astrea, Iris Astrea, Drake Mornglori, and Sindel Walker(partcially owned by the girl she was created from) so far…
pSummery: Laurel Astrea is a witch raised by circle midnight, raised to distrust all men, and to use humans. But can we choose our own fate beyond what we were raised to be? Laurel's world gets changed when she accidentily breaks one of the Night World rules (and I don't mean love) for the sake of friendship. How many lies would it take to survive?
p How much of foresight is unchangeable? Cameo's to run rampant. e.g. redferns, harmans... ( please keep in mind that this is my first fanfic EVER. Please be kind.. and review) I promise it will get more interesting! This gives you a little background of everybody! This is the first book of many in this series I'm writing…
Chapter 1
Setting : Nothern California almost coastal town.
"Later!" Laurel Astrea waved at Sindel, looking foreward to the Summer and entering highschool a year early. ' Lucky chance…kasu kai ni' her cd player blared as she approached her families messy old house, turning it off as she reached the door. It was a two story victorian home with a porch and the other things you'd expect from a victorian home, the gardens etc. Herbs were being dried among the rafters of the porch, to be used in Leilari, her mother's famous potions, from which they received their income. She knew the herbs by name herself, but had never really been interested in making potions, much to her mom's chargrin. Who would continue her business when she died? Instead she took after her mother's sister Iris who lived up north in Portland, preferring to master her foretelling and defense skills.
********
Leilari felt a presence that shouldn't be there. She quickly and impulsively turned off the stove where she had been heating a truth serum. The bell at the front door, that rung louldy whenever someone entered made a light hesitant noise…too soft. A vampire, an expeiranced one who knew about the bell, or maybe since many witches had them he had just guessed? Her mind ran through the possibilities. She walked carefully into the living room, wooden broomstick in hand. Wood, that was the only real defense against their kind. Her face made a cruel imitation of a smile. Whatever this one was after, if it had been smart enough to know about the bell, it should have known not to mess with a circle midnight witch,an Astrea even more. She'd show him. Strange how she assumed it to be a him, but then her husband had been one.- of them. How she distrusted that man, and ALL men. His blue eyes…well she hadn't seen him in years… She was in the center of the room when she saw the barest glimmer of a shadow-
And then felt strong arms wrap around her waist from behind. As he reached for her hands, she felt shock, not just that she had been caught unawares, but that touch. And then the voice confirmed it.
"Hello Witch of mine." Drake Mornglori whispered into her ear, she could feel him smile. He always had liked to prove who was boss.
"I thought I had gotton rid of you." She said voice slightly unsteady, unconsciously easing into his embrace.
"Now why would you want to go and do that?" always the smooth talker.
"I don't know, I would have thought the divorce papers would have specified that." She said as if she was considering the idea. He answered with a low tenor rumble against her back
"I rarely pay attention to such things, woman are such a contridiction, they say to go away when really." He turned her around, leaving to room to struggle in. His eyes on hers, arms tight on her biceps. "Want you to follow them."
He was smiling one of those smiles that used to do something to her heart. Before she found out that Drake Mornglori would always think of the soulmate bond as a way to get a woman to do what her wanted. To USE her. To get whatever he was after.
Her heart hardened. Which is probably why he is here now. She assessed him with a level gaze. Ignoring the way he looked. That would NOT trap her again. His golden hair, his daughter had inheritied was wild, almost shoulder length. His sculpted body. He would always be taller than her. He looked young, perhaps 30, he would always look younger than her- now. Not that you could tell with his kind.
"Whatever you're after, I'm afraid I'm going to have to be rather contrary. You haven't visited." She too could play the game.
"That's my girl, knowing me better than I know myself."
She felt sick. She was Evil, she admitted it, she liked to be in control over people,she loved power, it came with being a part of circle Midnight, but she had never used him… not really.
***********
Her fluffy white cat greeted Laurel as she entered, mewing an purring circling around her ankles and then running off. As if to say "Follow me." She dropped her backpack and followed after stealthily. Low voices waifted to her, a man's voice. When was the last time her Mom has lured some human to be her plaything? It had been a while. Leilari hated and distrusted all men, and as such had been one of Laurel's first lessons. Esp. Vampires, she saposed because her father had been a lamia. So she was surprized to find her mother embraced by a obviously inhuman man.
She frowned. He was quick, realizing her presence. -she hadn't really been hiding, and turned around calmly. The man seemed vaguedly familiar, had mom brought him here before?
"Laurel," her mom nodded at her. The man's face seemed to register surprize when her mom said that. What? Yes she had a Lamia name, her dad had picked it, but she was a witch through and through. So… "Dear this is." Leilari's eyes lightened with grim amusement. "your father, come to visit on business."
Her dad? Why would her mom have been in her DAD's arms? But it made sense why he was vaguely familiar. She had seen him once a year and received letters about as frequently. He had broken off contact for those few years between Leilari's messed up spell that had driven her crazy, quite literally, and last year when Laurel was 13 and came into her own powers,( Astrea Coming of Age ritual) and had with Iris's help had broken the spell's affect on her mom. What did he want now?
"My little girl is growing up I see,"
She didn't respond, he didn't deserve it.
"Your mother tells me that you've become quite the fortune teller, and have become rather skilled. I'm sure that you had a wonderful teacher." That to her mom. Laying it on a bit thick aren't we? Laurel rolled her eyes. "Congradulations." He offered
"Yes well a lot has happened since you abandoned me, none of which should concern you." She replied curtly.
"Touch-e"
"No thanks."
"You have your mother's tongue as well I see." He seemed amused, he almost always did. He would carve someone up and smile the whole way through the screams.
She sat down on one of the overstuffed couches facing them. She wasn't scared of him though. He wouldn't kill his only heir, small comfort. Then the bombshell was dropped.
" Your mother has aggreed to have me take you back with me to L.A. to learn about the other half of your heritage."
"Yay." Without enthusiasm.
She wasn't ½ vampire, more like ¼ the Morniglori clan was made up of lamia, a lot of whom had married 'shifters and witches, but not werewolves,who would allow them into the family? I'm such a mutt.
_______
He could get a feel for his daughter's thoughts. Something about friends in L.A. But she was considering, which meant of course that she would agree. Like Mother like daughter.
Had she been raised in an enclave she would have simply agreed with her elders. Like a good Lamia girl. Spirit was useful, but it would be amusing to teach his heir some manners.
______
Why had her mom agreed to it? She wasn't afraid of him. What if she had found out about Sindel? Laurel didn't put it past her mom to kill her friend if she knew that the girl was really a human, and not a harman like her violet eyes and years of lies would make you believe.
In L.A. Ash was there, this last year he had been allowed off the enclave and was happily running amock and going to all the parties she had heard about from him. Too bad his sister's were still stuck in the Redfern enclave.
"You need to learn how to be independent." Was that just her mom's excuse?
" Fine then, but If I go, Sindel's coming WITH me." Flatly.
Her mom frowned. But before she could respond, Drake did.
"Your little lost witch friend? Fine." The questions and answers began to overlap each other, as if a deal was being closed.
"How long?"
"The summer."
"We're not driving there." Statement.
"Do I look like someone who would waste time? We fly."
Laurel's eyes focused on the floor.
" We leave tomarrow. Noon. Bring your friend if she's coming." Drake said folding his arms in satisfaction. He had won. He left then winking at Leilari. He wasn't staying here tonight. Good. When he was gone, Laurel looked at her mother directly.
"Why? And I want the REAL reason.now."
"Can't fool you can I? I have some… business to attend to that I'd prefer you not be around for."
She must have seen Laurel's panicked look because she continued. "You're distracting, I would have sent you to my sister's but… oppourtunity knocked first."
Which meant that whatever It was was dangerous.
"Please, PLEASE don't do anything like that Soul Stealer again okay? I had to convince the circle for years that you wouldn't stay…"
"Crazy?"Leilari supplied, stuff like that never seemed to bother her, getting up and returned to the kitchen to engross herself in finishing up her potion. End of Disscusion.
Laurel ran upstairs and used the secure phoneline to call Sindel. "You're going to L.A. and you're not taking me along?" Sindel whimpered with a grin. After being her best friend forever she was being left behind?
"HECK no. You're coming With. I'm sure you can convince your cousin to let you go. We're leaving tomarrow." Sindel lived with one of her horrid cousins, since her own parents were both dead, and had been for quite a while. "Mom's cooking up some…trouble. It won't be safe here." Codeword for circle midnight stuff.
"oh. Well then you're forgiven." Sindel gave an unlady-like snort. "and it won't take much convincing, a whole summer withour having to pay for me? They'll be positively thrilled."
"I'm going with my..dad. so… remember you're a lost harman and are adopted into circle twilight by my aunt Iris. RIGHT?" Twilight. The only Circle she could stand. How could she even contemplate Midnight after what one of it's spells had done to her mom?
"Leeches?" codeword for vampires.
"And more. If you couldn't sense evil a mile away, you know, we'd both be dead about now."
*******
L.A. was huge, both girls agreed apon reaching the L.A. airport. Sindel's midnight hair was pulled back in a braid, native american complexion making her look mysterious. It was her rare violet eyes though that had convinced Laurel for sure 2 years ago that she must be a lost harman. And had told Her about the Night World.. But she wasn't. She was just a very talented human, telepath, etc that kept people thinking that she was indeed a witch. It could also be the black dahia ring Laurel had gotton for her, with safety wards in it. If anyone knew the truth, well then they would both be dead. It was a blessing that Aunt Iris had taken her under her wing 2 years ago to refine both of their foresight gifts.
The two girls couldn't be more disalike in looks. Laurel was a tall golden blonde with silver blue eyes, and very pale, while Sindel was a lot shorter, and darker but the two were like sisters.
When they reached her dad's very expensive red car, her curiousity got the better of her.
"Where exactly are we going?"
"Thousand Oaks."
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End of chapter one. I hope you guys like. It gets faster paced from here on in.
Please review!
Notes: Ash is 15 here, Laurel and Sindel are both 14, ( they skipped a grade) Laurel knows Ash and his sisters because they met while Leilari was putting wards and stuff for the redfern enclave. Defense being her specialty. Back when Laurel was 4. She lived there for 2 years. Becoming Ash's friend because they both got into mischief. She's like Ash's extra sister. Like another Rowan, lecturing. And since she's a foreseer, humor will insue. ^-^
