"The Sequel"
Monday, December 09, 2002
Intro: As you all know and have been eagerly awaiting, I am making a sequel to my previous fiction entitled "Morgan, Hunter, and the New Guy." To read this fiction it would be nice for you to read Morgan, Hunter, and the New Guy. However, it is not necesary to read it, for this new piece of fiction has nothing to with my first work of art. We are starting off in Widow's Vale and no one one remembers who Morgan was.
Chapter 1- A New Begining
Hunter
I sat in my living room waiting for my half brother Cal to come back home. He and I had lost touch over the years but when I came to Widow's Vale we formed a new bond. Cal and I worked in a store called Practical Magick. My coven Kithic visited there frequently.
The reason for my being in Widow's Vale was to try and find a man by the name of Ciaran. He is the leader of a particularly evil coven named Amyranth. The only problem is that we don't know what he looks like. Until we find a picture of him we will be left in the dark.
Bree
I sat in my car putting on my finishing touches of makeup. It was a new semester, a time to boost my grades up so I could get into a good college. I got out and was imedeatly greated by my boyfriend Robbie. We have been going out for one month and things had already gotten intimate.
Robbie and I had been best friends up until now. For some reason his acne cleared up and his vision got better. I think the acne glunk he was using finally started working, but as for the eyes we were all suprised. So hand in hand we walked inside and went to sit with the rest of our coven.
Cal
My brother and I have been living together for about a month now. Life has been pretty normal since my mothers death. When she died I thought my whole life would fall apart but thankfully Hunter came to the rescue. Where our father is we have no clue, but hopefully we will be able to try to find him.
Until the day when our family is reunited I must stay in this mediocre life. I sometimes doubt that there are things worth living for. And till the day that I find someone to bring me from this abyss of depression I will just have to go through life.
Intro: As you all know and have been eagerly awaiting, I am making a sequel to my previous fiction entitled "Morgan, Hunter, and the New Guy." To read this fiction it would be nice for you to read Morgan, Hunter, and the New Guy. However, it is not necesary to read it, for this new piece of fiction has nothing to with my first work of art. We are starting off in Widow's Vale and no one one remembers who Morgan was.
Chapter 1- A New Begining
Hunter
I sat in my living room waiting for my half brother Cal to come back home. He and I had lost touch over the years but when I came to Widow's Vale we formed a new bond. Cal and I worked in a store called Practical Magick. My coven Kithic visited there frequently.
The reason for my being in Widow's Vale was to try and find a man by the name of Ciaran. He is the leader of a particularly evil coven named Amyranth. The only problem is that we don't know what he looks like. Until we find a picture of him we will be left in the dark.
Bree
I sat in my car putting on my finishing touches of makeup. It was a new semester, a time to boost my grades up so I could get into a good college. I got out and was imedeatly greated by my boyfriend Robbie. We have been going out for one month and things had already gotten intimate.
Robbie and I had been best friends up until now. For some reason his acne cleared up and his vision got better. I think the acne glunk he was using finally started working, but as for the eyes we were all suprised. So hand in hand we walked inside and went to sit with the rest of our coven.
Cal
My brother and I have been living together for about a month now. Life has been pretty normal since my mothers death. When she died I thought my whole life would fall apart but thankfully Hunter came to the rescue. Where our father is we have no clue, but hopefully we will be able to try to find him.
Until the day when our family is reunited I must stay in this mediocre life. I sometimes doubt that there are things worth living for. And till the day that I find someone to bring me from this abyss of depression I will just have to go through life.