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Chapter 1- hide and seek

Many, many years in the past, so long ago that no one still lives from that era; a prophecy was made about a child born in the midst of April. This child would be more powerful than any other. Both sides of light and darkness will tussle for purchase over this child. She will be distinguishable by the ring of Serenity on their right hand. It was also foretold that she would know of our world but be withheld from us till her fifteenth birthday.

"Oh honey, she's beautiful." Mr. Evans smiled at his wife who smiled back and shook her head. Mr. Evans gently placed his sleeping toddler on the couch in their living room and walked back to his wife's side. It had been a long ride home from the hospital and Petunia, the sleepy toddler, shifted slightly then fell into an even deeper sleep.

"You've told me this so many times already in the hospital."

"But now we're at home and I want to tell you again. She has your red hair…"

"And your green eyes. I know. Can you go grab the luggage from the car while I change Lily's clothes."

Mrs. Evans had given birth to their second child, Lillian Marie Evans on April 12th and a week later they were bringing her home for the first time.

"Sure sugar." Mr. Evans kissed his wife and then headed out the door. Mrs. Evans turned her back on the door and bent over her new daughter. She began to undo the belts strapping her to her car seat.

She didn't get to finish.

A stunner hit her in the back and she fell in a heap to the floor. The figure from the doorway stepped further in the room till she stood looking down at the sleeping baby. "Hello dear. I'm sorry to have to do this to you, but I can't let you fall into the wrong hands. This way what's coming cannot use you for evil. Unfortunately good won't be able to either." She sighed then cast a spell over the baby to hold her powers in undetectable and stop the child from ever using them. Once the spell was cast she turned on her heel and disappeared with a small pop.

Two minutes later Mrs. Evans woke with no memory of how she had got to the floor. Thinking she was merely exhausted when her husband came in moments later, neglected to mention the incident and went straight to bed.

All would have stayed as the unknown woman wished had she not underestimated the girl's power. As was foreseen, Lily was not aware of her powers and they stayed hidden within her until at the age of fifteen they overcame the barrier holding them back. The magical population was in for the shock of their lives.

Fifteen years later, a fiery haired young woman woke feeling energized and highly charged. It felt like all her particles had been super shocked and they tingled with a rush of power. Her emerald eyes sparkled with the energy coursing through her veins. She was wide-awake, even though it was a Saturday morning at 7 o'clock and very few people are really awake at that time on a weekend. Two hours later she was calmer but still pumped.

Miles, and miles away in different directions, three very different people also felt what she did. One, shrouded in shadows and surrounded by a destructive and fiery aura, cackled evilly under his breath as he felt the power sweep through his senses. Another, powerfully kind-hearted and intimately tender, smiled for a moment and then rose to seek this prophesized energy and save it from darkness. Finally, the third, and perhaps most important person who felt the rush of charge, shuddered at the imminent future that she had tried and failed to prevent.

"Bye Mum…Petunia." Lily called as she waved from the doorway of their small two-story house in Britain. After their car pulled away up the street she walked inside, shutting and locking the door firmly behind her. Lily wandered slowly up to her room and flopped onto her twin-sized bed with a sigh of content. Finally. The house all to myself with Mum and Petunia out shopping for summer clothes and Dad away on business Lily thought to herself.

With nothing better to do and a constructive conscious, Lily started on her homework. Not too much later she had finished and was deep in her favorite book. Propped against her headboard, Lily unconsciously fiddled with her ring. She had found it just weeks prior to that day, three weeks before her fifteenth birthday.

Lily loved walking home from school. It was so close and not a long walk. Looking around the new spring buds sprouting on the trees that lined her street, Lily could smell the fresh new smell of a defeated winter. She loved spring and the fully charged feeling it gave to her senses.

As she neared her house a shine from the sun sticking metal in the perfect spot caught her attention. There at her feet rested a silver ring. Lily stooped to pick it from the cement of the sidewalk. The mysterious ring warmed at her touch, shining beautifully in the afternoon sunshine. It was a plain band with no inscription on it.

Her right hand clutched the ring in her palm and her left tucked a stray strand of flaming red hair behind her ear as she looked around for someone who might have dropped the ring. It was not dirty or rusty from prolonged contact with the ground so Lily assumed that the person who had lost it must still be nearby.

There was no one there.

Lily didn't know what made her decide to keep the ring. Probably the same feeling of rightness that she felt whenever she wore it. That feeling kept her from feeling guilty about not giving the ring back to its previous owner. It was hers and it felt so right.

Around 2:00, Lily ran to the front of the house to answer the doorbell. Surprised at having any visitors because she hadn't been expecting any, Lily smiled calmly at the kind face of the floral deliveryman.

"Flowers ma'am." Lily quickly paid him and carried the flowers inside and set them down on the living room coffee table. The colorful, miscellaneous arrangement of flowers had come in their own glass vase that twinkled with rainbows from the reflected sunlight off the windows. Lily stylishly shifted the flowers to highlight their individual flairs more before she turned to read the card that came with them.

To our neighbors

We hope these flowers are to your liking.

Best of greetings,

The Robinsons

Lily tried to smile at the thoughtfulness of her new neighbors, but just couldn't follow through. The fact was that they felt all wrong to her. The Robinson Family consisted of simply a husband and wife, two equally, overly cheerful and sickeningly sweet people. They had just moved in two days ago and whenever she had looked out of her window from her bedroom in the past few days, they had been looking back. As soon as they saw her staring, they'd smile and shift their gaze somewhere else, but this in and of itself creeped her out the most.

Grimacing in thought, Lily turned to walk back upstairs and delve once more into her book and personal thoughts, when a shattering crash jolted her around. This morning she had chosen her yellow tank top and white capris with sandals, a very springy look that seemed appropriate with the unnaturally warm temperature of the day. The hem of her tank had become entangled with the stem of a heinous looking poppy and as she walked away the whole floral arrangement had come with her.

The captivating vase was in thousands of tiny pieces and the watery flowers had spilled over the hard wood floor. Lily frowned in mental anguish. She squatted down to begin the long process of cleaning up when she noticed that the flowers had all withered and shriveled up when the vase had smashed. Worried and confused by this strange behavior, Lily stretched out her hand to pick up the closest dead flower.

DING DONG

Lily's fingertips stopped just inches from the destroyed beauty. Her head twisted around to gaze back at the door and she withdrew her hand. Rising slowly Lily stepped closer to the door. Lately, Lily had been getting 'feelings' about people. She was getting one now. She knew that on the other side of that door were three people, extraordinary people. She couldn't quite understand one of her feelings because didn't make sense and couldn't possibly be true so for the moment so she ignored it. They harbored secrets and mysteries, but Lily also felt as though she could trust these people. And Lily trusted her feelings.

Making her decision, Lily walked the rest of the way to the door, turning her back on the floral carnage in the living room. Throwing open the door, Lily gazed calmly at the three strange people on her doorstep, all wearing cloaks and robes of varying colors. One was a scared and penetrating man with a glass eye and a black cloak and robe. On the other side of the doorway was a stern woman, whose features betrayed her eternal sternness and desire for discipline. She wore robes and cloak of a green color that looked like pine trees. In the middle of the trio stood the most captivating man Lily had ever seen. He stood a full head taller than the other two with an equally long beard and hair. His half-moon spectacles that perched on his crooked nose glinted with mirth and his sky blue robes and cloak twinkled in the afternoon sunlight.

As soon as Lily finished examining them, the feeling that had seemed so impossible only minutes before, abruptly shifted to very possible. Lily casually leaned against the doorframe, waiting for them to speak first.

"Are you Lillian Evans?" the tallest man said. Inwardly, Lily was shocked that they knew who she was, but none of her feelings showed on her face.

"If I tell you…will you answer my question?" Lily answered calmly. The man nodded solemnly. Everyone was silent for a moment and then,

"You can do magic, can't you? And so can my neighbors, but for very different and evil reasons, right?"

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