I don't own sweep, wish I did because then I could get those cool gothic shoes I'm wanting…….
And also I asked Jennifer how to spell tabiths so if it's wrong it's not my fault! :-P
(A.N the whole story is in Morgan's POV)
I was kneeling on the cold, wet grass in the cemetery just outside town, most witches will know it to be the nearest power sink. The cold wind whipped my hair round my face stinging my eyes. My body and magick was bound strongly so all I could do was blink. Bound my own father. I had come here in the vane hope that I could defeat him and save my coven, Kithic, from the dark wave that my father was sending. The dark wave was a killing spell made by my ancestor Rose McEuan. It could massacre whole towns at a time leaving nothing but the burnt out ruins of buildings. It was a great cloud of Tabiths that not only killed you but claimed your soul. Once taken by a dark wave you were a part of it, nether living nor dead hungering for the souls of the living. My own father had sent that after me and the ones I love. I had to stop it. They couldn't die because of me.
"What do you want from me?" I spat at him.
"You know only too well what I want daughter." I did. He wanted me to join him and his coven Amyranth. My powers were greater than anyone else alive, I just lacked the knowledge and training. He wanted my power for evil.
"Stop the dark wave." I whispered, not exactly sure what I was doing. What would I do if he stopped it? I will never join him, I know that.
"The dark wave?" he started laughing. A cruel, insane laugh.
"Theres no dark wave." He said as soon as he could stop laughing long enough to say it.
"What?" I stared at him.
"Theres no dark wave. The signs you've been seeing. Its just a spell. A spell to lure you here, and it worked didn't it?" he laughed again at the success of his plan. Relief swept over me. There was no dark wave. My coven was safe. The relief didn't last long though. I had come here for nothing and fallen right into his plan. This was exactly as he had planned it. It wasn't going to work though.
"I'll never join you, you know." I said to him. I'd rather die than join you."
"You'll find I can be very persuasive," He said with a cruel smile "and its not your life were bargaining with."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked what was he going to do.
"Where you go daughter, your lover always seems to follow to try and save you, except it wont work this time." Those words cut through me like a knife. Hunter.
(A.N Sorry its short will update soon.)