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Chapter One
For an hour and a half I pushed and shoved at the books that refused to fit into my already overflowing bag. It was not for a lack of trying that I could not seem to fit my most prized possessions into the stupid boxy invention that man had come to call a suitcase. In a last ditch attempt I jumped onto the bed and leapt down onto the purple cover of my luggage and as my luck would have it, instead of landing gracefully, I slid sideways and fell with a painful thump onto my butt.
"Stupid bulky piece of junk!" I wasn't usually so aggressive but honestly nothing seemed to be cooperating the way I needed it to!
Six pairs of feet could be heard running quickly up the steps only to stop abruptly in front of my bedroom door. A knock sounded against furnished wood before two heads peered in cautiously. I sighed before mumbling a 'come in'. Six tall figures in the forms of my two older male cousins, my uncle, my mother, and two of my aunts, loomed over me with expressions bubbling with mirth.
"Oh, just laugh already. It's not like you haven't done it at my expense before." Laughing at the situations I usually found myself in, due to my clumsy nature, was actually a daily occurrence.
With my consent, five of the six figures burst into laughter. The only one who didn't, had a smug smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. Chris, my second oldest cousin, offered me a hand and I grabbed it gratefully to pull myself up. With a quick glare at the still chuckling five figures, I turned to my evil suitcase and gave a loud huff of irritation. My mother Renee seemed to recover from her bout of laughter first and came around to place a hand on my shoulder. She smiled in apology before glancing at my predicament.
"Sweetheart, why didn't you just use an enlargement spell? Wouldn't that have saved you some time and pain?" I blushed. It had completely slipped my mind that I was a witch and could have easily increased the area of my luggage. Instead I had acted like a foolish overgrown child and attacked the thing. I sighed.
Yes, my family and I consisted of Witches and White-lighters (angels) that were descended from a long line of magical ancestors that dated back to centuries before my time. Although my mother had originally married a human man named Charlie Swan, they had divorced shortly after my birth. My mother then returned with me, to San Francisco, to live at the Halliwell manor. My father however, remained in a small town called Forks, Washington. My birth had been unusual; my father being human should havemade me only half magical. However on the day of my prophesied birth my magical blood had some how conducted my human DNA, replacing it with half of my mothers White-lighter blood, a quarter of my mothers witch blood, and a quarter of Dark-lighter blood ,that came from a side effect of a demon attack on my mother the day she gavebirth to me. It was an odd occurrence that allowed me to gain multiple powers from the different magical classifications, but also left me with a future riddled with danger. I was a target of many demons wishing to influence me on to their side, in order to use my power against The Charmed Sisters (my three aunts Phoebe, Piper, and Paige),which leads me back to the present. I was currently headed to live with my mortal father Charlie, in order to avoid the constant threat of demons to my health. Since the last few months after the full Awakening of my magical abilities, I had woken up in the middle of the night only to realize that I was not alone in my room. It
had been hell but the many hostile situations had allowed me to become more confident in my fighting abilities and my magical ones. This had falsely lead me to believe that my family would cease to worry so much about my life and the constant threats to it, instead I found myself packing my bags for a more permanent residence in the small rainy town of Forks.
The reason for my repulsion to the town was simple. It was too green and soggy. I had always preferred the hot, smoggy atmosphere of San Francisco and it hurt to have to leave it behind. Sure my Witch abilities allowed me to visit anytime I wished, but even that would be limited in order to ensure my seclusion and more importantly my father's protection against any of the multiple demons that were after my magic.
Leo, my Aunt Piper's husband and one of my favorite people in the world, brought me back out of my self pity. "Bella, you know this is only because we love you. Any more of these attacks and you'll be too physically stressed to have adequate control over your powers. There linked to your emotions and you've been increasingly aggravated at the smallest things from your lack of sleep. Besides, this gives you a chance to spend time with Charlie."
He always gave me a more positive outlook on situations and his words had reassured me. Leo was right; this would definitely give me a chance to get to know my father. Suddenly I was more excited about the prospect of spending two years of my life in Forks. I mean, why not? It only got me closer to fulfilling my dream of someday traveling the world. I nodded at Leo and turned back to my suitcase. Muttering a quick incantation I flicked my wrist at the purple monstrosity and the books fell with a thump into the middle. I quickly zipped it up and turned back with a triumphant smile to my audience. Wyatt was the first to make a smart comment on my extraordinary magical skills.
"Took ya' long enough to figure that out. Is that all you've got? We have to start heading to the airport." He threw his mother Piper a frustrated glance and I laughed when Piper poked him in the ribs disapprovingly. Wyatt didn't understand why he couldn't just magically orb me to Charlie's house in Forks instead of going through all those formalities at the airport. Piper however was adamant about using magic unnecessarily. She said it was part of the experience, to which Wyatt had snorted.
"Well, where's Aunt Phoebe? I want to say goodbye before I leave." I looked at my blonde haired cousin Chris for an answer.
"She's waiting for you in Forks actually. Just to make sure Charlie is notified of the basics of you living there and any safety precautions that may need to be taken if somehow there was a demon attack there." He shrugged and pointed to my youngest aunt Paige. "She was supposed to be your guide for the week, until you got settled in, but I said it would be less conspicuous if I did it. "
"Chris here is trying to make up for that stunt he pulled last week." Aunt Paige smirked and to my surprise the usually shameless Chris blushed red. He was a really private person, but his intimate life had never been a secret from us what with Aunt Phoebe and me being empathetic.
I raised my eyebrows at him and smiled mischievously. "Wow Chrissy, I didn't know you were having these sudden urges." The reason for my teasing was because Leo had caught Chris the other week, with a girl in nothing but a shirt of his, rummaging through our fridge. To say the least, Chris had been adequately punished for his reckless behavior. Leo was a bit of an old fashioned man when it came to romancing women and it was no surprise when he took away Chris's powers and the keys to his expensive Italian sports car.
We all laughed at my comment and Chris gave me an angry growl before stomping off downstairs where Wyatt followed. Leo and Phoebe gave me a hug and many kisses before walking out after them.
Aunt Paige stepped forward and brought me into a sweet hug before standing back and winking. "Make sure you let us know if you find any sexy men down there okay? Your seventeen and you need to start getting some action from the opposite sex." It was always my eccentric Aunt Paige who could make me blush brighter then a stop sign.
My mother admonished her sister with a glare before Paige left my room to give us some time alone. I had been dreading this part. Renee tended to get emotional fast and I wasn't one for getting all weepy over things. I turned on her with wary eyes only to realize there were tears already in hers. "Mom…" I choked. "Please, don't do this. I'll see you every weekend and I promise we'll talk every night on my new cell.
"I know, it's just… you've never been away from me for such long period of time and it's hard for me to let you go so far. Of course your father will be there, but sweetheart if anything happens I know you'll be doing more protecting, then him. This is why I'm frustrated." Her tears were now glimmering down her pale cheeks and I was getting more uncomfortable by the moment, but I anger was also working its way into my voice as I spoke.
"Mom, I'm seventeen and have had that many years of experience with magic. I realize I haven't gained all control but I know the basics and I know you'll always be there if I need help. I need you to trust me and I need to you to believe that I am capable of protecting myself and those I care about. It makes me frustrated when you worry like this. I love you and I promise I'll keep you up to date on everything, but if you can't have this much faith in me then how will I be able to fulfill my duties as a White-Lighter to these Cullens?" I took a deep breath and let the anger and frustration flow out me before continuing. My mother looked sad at my words and I needed to reassure her. "I'll be fine and I'll make you proud. You are a wonderful teacher and I have no doubt you've taught me well. Now I think it's time you let me do my part and let me show you how much I've gained from you mom." My voice had gone down into a whisper and I was happy to see that she was finally coming around a little.
"I'm sorry Bella. I trust you, I do. Just promise me you'll be careful and not stubborn when it comes to calling for help okay? I know you are strong and I know you will make me proud. Sometimes I think your more mature then me even, what with me being so forgetful all the time. I wouldn't know what to do without you sweetheart." I giggled. I only knew too well my mothers tendencies to forget things like eat breakfast or pay the bills.
Under my initial repulsion though, I was eager to see Charlie and meet my new charges. I had finally reached the age where the Elders, who were like our governing body, would entrust me with the lives of innocents. Newly Awakened White-lighters were required to take on charges, who usually consisted of humans or other inferior creatures, but sometimes we were assigned to vampires and demons who needed to be watched. This was the point where we had to prove how responsible we were with the lives of innocents and any mistakes could sometimes cost us their lives. It was a huge responsibility and I was definitely relieved when I received Vampires as my first charges rather then a fragile human, but I still realized that getting them to trust me would be a whole other ordeal.
I came back from my train of thought and looked at the door that my mother had only recently exited, after giving me a warm hug and kiss to my forehead. I took a long memorizing glance around my pale lavender room and stood to leave. I would not see it fro a while and I would miss it, but it was time to go and start my new life. i stood, grabbed my rolling luggage, and headed out my bedroom door without a second glance.
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