Chapter 1: A Future Foretold
It was the darkest night the world had seen in a millenium. Black, heavy clouds coated the sky, obscuring the light of the moon and stars. Not a single candlelight shown for miles across the Irish coasts. The night was eerie and still for the most part. The only sign that Earth was still alive was the wind that blew over the land.
The soft caress of air ruffled the trees and stirred the ground as if greeting an old friend. The wind blew playfully over the waters, enjoying the many ripples and waves it created in the ocean. Spotting a lone campfire, the breeze picked up, blowing hard across the fire. The flames danced, teasing the air as if bragging about its power. The wind blew harder, and the Seer watched, as the fire grew stronger.
Four Witches
Born of Earth, Fire, Water and Air
Two Sisters of Blood
Two Sisters of Soul
All Four come Together
To form The Sisters of Nature
Earth and Air
Are stronger as one
Fire and Water
Are best left apart
Together they come to Defeat One Great Evil
Together they come
To Defeat Themselves
In a small village about 200 miles away, a woman was screaming bloody murder inside her two-bedroom house. The mid-wife came running into the living room to find the 23-year-old mother to be in mid-labor. Five hours and many screams later, a baby girl with a full head of blonde hair was born; her pale blue eyes watching the wind play with the curtains in the window.
Meanwhile, in the desert oasis of the Australian Outback, a soon-to-be mother was having the same ordeal; the only difference being that this mother was 54 years in age. Many had said that she could never have children, but nine months ago, a doctor made a house call and told her the wonderful news. In a short six hours, a baby girl with spots of rich brown hair and big green eyes was born and the earth began to quake as after-shocks do.
Thousands of miles away, in a magical community on the Island of Tahiti, yet another mother was in an already 4 hour-long labor. She was said to be having twins, and when the first baby girl was born with silvery-blonde hair and bright gray eyes, she thought the other would look the same. However, another 4 hours later a baby girl with hair as black as the night outside and eyes nearly as black was born. The mother was flabbergasted and even more stunned at the sudden weight of foreboding in the room. The fire in the grate across the room grew in size as the black haired child giggled with glee and the blonde girl shrunk farther into her pink blanket.
11 Years Later
"Mum! I got my letter, I got my letter! I'm going to Hogwarts mum, can you believe I'm 11 already?" A young girl with blonde hair and pale blue eyes came rushing into the room. The day was hot, reaching almost 95 degrees, but the wind seemed to blow particularly strong in and out of the girl's house.
"My, my…I can't believe that our little Tacey is all grown up…why, it seems like just yesterday that I was in my nearly 6 hour labor." A young, 34 year old woman said to her equally young husband; a tall, clean-cut man who worked as Head of the Department of International Games and Sports. His wife was your average housewife, but had inherited a large sum of money from her grandparents. Besides that, they were your normal pureblood family…but weren't pureblood crazed.
"Da…can we go to Diagon Alley tomorrow. Please! I really want to get my school things and my robes and maybe a broom!" Tacey squealed as she twirled in circles around the yard, causing the wind to pick up slightly, blowing things around the yard.
"Um Tacey, sweetheart. How many times have we told you not to spin like that? You wouldn't want to cause a tornado now, would you?" Her father scolded lovingly.
"Oh…this 'having control over Air' thing isn't any fun. If I stop, can I have a new broom?" The little girl beamed as she spun faster, testing her parents' patience.
"Alright, alright…but remember, you can't take it to Hogwarts." Her mother said, taking a sideways glance at her husband.
"I can if I shrink it. But I guess I'll leave it here." Tacey added after a warning look from her father. His very formidable state was easily melted when Tacey stuck out her bottom lip and dropped her baby-blue eyes.
"Alright. Go get ready, I expect to leave here in thirty minutes." He shouted after his daughter's retreating form.
"I'm scarred, Malachi. We can't protect her at Hogwarts. No one can be protected from her." The young woman said as she wrapped her arms around her husband's middle.
"I know, but Albus Dumbledore is one of the most respected, most talented and wise wizards I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. She'll be fine, Tadi. I promise." Malachi kissed the top of his wife's head and wrapped her in one last hug before leaving to prepare for Diagon Alley.
"Isn't this fun, Da…I can't wait till September 1st! I'm gonna learn so much and I'm gonna be so smart when I come back! Well, maybe not too smart, that would probably be annoying." Tacey was skipping through Flourish and Blott's as if she had never seen the inside of the small bookstore before; which was absurd, as the tiny girl read book after book after book.
"Oh, well if it isn't old Fredrick Hansel! How have you been old mate?" Malachi's voice boomed from across the store. A man with dark black hair and bright blue eyes sauntered over to Malachi and Tacey.
"Malachi Tucker! I haven't seen you since 7th year! I see you have a beautiful daughter here. She looks just like Tadi!" Malachi smiled at this and placed a hand on Tacey's shoulder just as a young girl, about Tacey's age, came from around a bookshelf and walked up to Fredrick. "Ah. Malachi, Tacey, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Toral. She's starting her first year at Hogwarts this year!" Toral's father stated proudly.
"Hey, me too! I just turned 1l last night at 12 P.M.!" Tacey stated proudly as she threw her arm over the small, chocolate-haired, green-eyed girl and led her out the door and down the road toward the venders selling millions of kabaubles.
"Wow…I was born yesterday at midnight too! Mum says that makes me special, because I was born in the 'in-between.'" Toral said to Tacey as the glanced at the items being shown off by an older wizard in sky-blue robes. Just as Tacey was about to ask the man what the spinning item did, Toral pulled her into the nearby abandoned alley.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Tacey question the girl. Toral seemed very nervous, like she wasn't sure if she should be doing this.
"Umm…d-do you have…uh…sp-special p-p-powers too?" The brunette stuttered. She may not be as outgoing and forward as Tacey, but she sure had guts.
"Like…unnatural powers…like, not with a wand kinda powers?" How Tacey hoped that she had found someone like her, that she was not alone. She may have found someone who she can share her secrets with and unleash her power with.
"If I show you…do you promise not to tell? Well, we can tell our parents, I'm sure…but no one else, right?" Toral's green eyes flitted quickly around the alley. Not even waiting for her new friend's response, the girl raised her hand toward a small gathering of rocks on the dirt path. With a quick glance at Tacey, she flipped her hand palm up and stuck out her two fingers. As she raised them, the rocks on the path became level with the girl's raised hand; Tacey looked on in awe.
"Well…watch this!" She said with defiance. Taking a deep breath, Tacey blew as hard as she could onto the spinning rocks, sending them flying into the brick wall at the back of the alley.
"Awesome…I'm Earth…your Air…you've heard the prophecy, right?"
September 1: On Hogwarts Express
"Do you mind if we sit here? Everywhere else is full." A girl with Silvery-blonde hair and bright gray eyes had entered Tacey and Toral's compartment.
"Oh, Abra! Stop being so bloody nice. We can sit here if we feel like it, so sit!" A girl of the same age, but with deep, black hair and eyes just as bottomless.
"Well, you can sit here anyway. My name's Tacey, and this is Toral." Tacey's eyes rested on the silvery-haired girl, before twitching quickly back to the raven-haired child.
"My name's Abra…" The little girl said. She didn't stutter but she seemed to be shaking, kind of like soft ripples in the water.
"Yeah, nothing to great about her. My name's Vera, you want to see something cool? Watch!" The girl with black hair stood in the middle of the compartment.
"Vera, we're not supposed to show anyone…" Abra wasn't so timid anymore, until Vera's eyes glinted red. Abra back away carefully and watched as her sister began expelling smoke from her nostrils. Within seconds, Vera's hands were on Fire. She smirked before bringing her hand back and throwing a large fireball at the curtains covering the window.
"Not again…" Abra took out a large water bottle from her pack and removed the cap. I thought she would throw it on the fire, but instead, she drew it out like it was on a string and whipped it at the curtain; putting out the fire, before drawing it back into the water bottle. "We would appreciate it if you wouldn't tell anyone…my sister doesn't know when to keep her 'ability' to herself."
"Don't worry…we won't tell, as a matter of fact…" Toral explained hers and Tacey's abilities, and for the rest of the train and boat ride, they discussed the Prophecy and how great it was that they had found each other.
" Hansel, Toral" The crinkled old lady called from beside the stool. Toral approached, shaking like a leaf, and placed the hat upon her head. ' A bright one you are, ' said the hat in her ear. ' Bright, but not brilliant. A key part to our future I see, and I notice a special connection to Mother Earth. Quite courageous you are, but again, not to brave…I believe you'll do perfectly in…'
"Hufflepuff!" The hat screamed aloud. Toral skipped happily over to the yellow and black clad table cheering for her. She sat next to a boy named Cedric Diggory, a rather good-looking boy who was shorted shortly before.
"Gates, Abra" The old lady announced next. Abra was still a little shaky, but was fairing well. ' Ah. A bright one you are. Not afraid to stand up to your own flesh and blood. A pureblood too, your family is awful strict about that if I remember. You're destined to save us all…eventually. I've got the perfect place for you…"
"Gryffindor!" Again, the house shouted aloud. Abra's face fell slightly when she realized she wasn't in the same house as Toral, but lifted again as she meandered over to her table.
"Gates, Vera" The girl with the black hair and eyes that read 'Danger!' approached McGonagal. ' You have a difficult decision to make my little one. I only pray it doesn't turn out like the Prophecy suggests, for you and your sister's sakes.'
"Slytherin!" There were small gasps around the room, but were muffled by the cheers of the Slytherins.
"I plan on the Prophecy being very correct." Vera whispered; her eyes glinted and a rather evil smirk played on her lips as she joined Cassias Warrington, another first year.
"Tucker, Tacey" The lady called again. Tacey smiled brightly and walked confidently up to the tattered old hat. ' Ah, the last one, I see. Brought them all together didn't you. Air is the life force…we all need Air to live, you miss, will have the most difficult decision of all.'
"Ravenclaw!" Tacey stood and ambled over to the blue and silver clad table and dropped down next to a first year by the name of Cain Weston and a girl named Keely Fitz.
And so…it begins…