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What Nia Irving looks like: /outfit-preview/377130
Chapter 1: Arrival
There is nothing better than feeling the wind blow through your hair as you fly above the clouds, whizzing and twirling among the clouds as the full moon shined from above. Becoming a shooting star in the night sky as the world bellow gets smaller and smaller.
"Nia will you stop that I'm a cat, not a bird!" I looked down at the black cat that sat towards the front of my broom.
"Sorry, Plag! I just can't help it! We're finally going to complete our training!" I told my familiar as I slowed down and evened out the broom.
"I don't see why you're so excited you had to hide your powers at home you're going to have to hide your powers at this new place too," Plag said in a bored tone
"I don't know Plag I have a good feeling about where we're headed," I told him looking out into the distance at the sea of clouds that lay before us.
"Do you even know where we're going?"
"No, but I got a feeling like there's something pulling me towards this direction. I'm sure I'll know where we're supposed to be once I see it," I giggled as a gust of wind blew my red hair into my face.
"Well, I hope it's close. I hate being on this thing for too long with you. You're nuts on a broom," Plag told me curling up against me before falling asleep.
"Oh Plag," I whispered as I thought back to how we ended up flying west over the cloud line on my trusty broom.
If you've haven't figured it out yet I'm a witch and very proud of it. I descend from a long line of witches tracing all the way back to the people of ancient Ireland. It's a tradition that whenever a young witch turns 16, on the next full moon they must leave their family and find a new town or city to live in were she or he can help people and the supernatural community. They have to live in this new place for at least a year to complete their training and earn the coven's approval. Once you're approved by the coven you officially become a full-fledged witch. After that time limit is up to the witch to choose either to stay in their new home or leave and return to their families. During this time the young which is supposed to choose her vocation, what she wants to use her power for. There are a lot of options, but I'm going for a guardian, which is a witch who focuses on healing and protection magic. Even though it's one of the easiest vocations to set up, it's the hardest one to master and therefore earn the coven's approval.
We flew for another hour before I finally sensed that we arrived at where we're meant to stay. "Plag wake up! We're here!" As the clouds cleared up a view of a large forest open before us with a town close to its edge. "Look at it Plag, it's our new home," I told the cat looking with wonder at our new surroundings.
"That's great Nia, but have you thought about where we're going to sleep?" Plag asked ruining the mood.
"In fact Plag I think I see where we'll be staying right down there," I said pointing down at a clearing that held what looked like a giant house that was half destroyed from what looks like a fire. "After some restoration spells it should be good as new and a perfect place to set up our business."
"If you say so let's just hurry up and get set up I'm starving," Plagg grumbled.
We landed in front of the house, I did a quick scan of the area just to make sure that there weren't any people in the area. "Plag do you smell anybody's scent?" I asked the cat on my shoulder.
"Nope nobody's been here for at least a month," He answered sniffing the air. Familiars have some special abilities, usually, it varies from familiar to familiar, but one power they all shared was the ability to tell how long somebody has or hasn't been in an area by the scent people leave behind.
"Well I think that's long enough let's get started," Plag jumped down from my shoulder as I got my wand out of my bag, a small staff made out of a branch from an ancient willow tree with a white crystal fused to the end. I walked into the fire-damaged house, standing at the base of the stairs I raised my wand above my head and began to speak the spell, "Déan an teach seo a athchóiriú, a seomraí a chur ar ais, ná mar sin níor tharla sé riamh." As I speak the enchantment mint green whisps begin to flow out of my wand and cover the house. Before our eyes the house began to reform, the crumpled walls put themselves back together, the lights began to flicker as the wires were repaired. Before long the house looked good as new, "Awesome it actually worked!" I yelled jumping up and down.
"I'm surprised too, last time you tried to fix something with your magic it turned into a mouse," Plag sassed from behind me. I rolled my eyes as I began to wander around the house.
It truly was a beautiful and spacious house. There were plenty of rooms for storage and magic worth, I still had to convert one of the rooms into an examination room to have a proper space to heal people. I would keep some of the bedrooms as bedrooms for the rare occasions that a patient might have to stay overnight. After a thorough examination of the house, it was time to set up everything we need outside.
"Come on Plag, lets go put the wards up," I told him taking out my little magic sack from my bigger bag that held all my magic stuff (A/N: it's bigger on the inside) and hooked onto the belt that wrapped around my black dress, and heading out into the forest. My wand acted as our flashlight as Plag came running after me and jumping up to rest on my shoulders. I rolled my eyes at the lazy cat but continued on my way.
Walking a mile out into the forest I began creating the barrier that will keep us safe. I walked over to one of the trees, digging a hole at the base, and planting three seeds. I took a step back and said the incantation, "Lig aon pas olc," waving my wand over the freshly buried seeds. As the wisps of my magic reached into the earth ivy began to sprout, climbing and spreading around the trunk. Ivy was meant to protect people from evil, with the spell I cast and the ivy, no one with any ill intentions to the people within the barrier couldn't pass the leafy plant. Smiling at my handy work I continued the task. Repeating these steps every 3 yards, growing the ivy until the barrier was completed. "There we go we're almost done we just need to plant an Ash tree to show that a guardian lives here and then a willow to connect us to the fae network, from there we should get everything else we need, electricity, wifi, water, you know everything we need to live." I thought out loud going over the list of things we still needed to do. The willow tree is used to connect people with the Faerie realm, any willow grown with magic would become a portal to the realm, and so make it easier for people who need me to get to me.
"Well hurry up I'm exhausted. Flying with you can make anybody want to pass out," Plag complained.
"Well you don't have to stay with me you can just wait in the house," I told him as I continued to walk to where I need to plant the ash tree.
"I would love to do that but as your familiar you know I must be with you at all times when you're performing magic, until you can prove to the coven that you have complete mastery over your powers," He lectured.
"Oh, how can I forget you keep reminding me," I told him reaching the place where the tree needs to be planted. Planting a single seed into the ground I waved my wand over it, "Fás ard agus beo fada." Before I knew it a tall ash tree stood before me. This is one of the most important parts of setting up my new home. This tree will let other supernaturals know that a healer lives here and that they can find sanctuary with me as long as they mean no harm to the people and creatures inside the barrier.
"Come on Plag let's go grow the-," I was interrupted by a bunch of yelling and the sound of motorized vehicles. Plag and I turned our heads and watch as a man ran through the trees a couple of yards away. It was obvious that somebody was chasing the poor man. They haven't caught up to him yet, but it was obvious that if something doesn't happen soon then it would only be a matter of time.
"Nia that man's a werewolf I can smell it," Plag whispered into my ear from his spot on my shoulder.
"Then the people chasing him must be hunters," I said in a hushed voice. I know not all hunters are bad some help the magical community by getting rid of dangerous supernatural creatures, but most are extremely dangerous who would kill any supernatural on sight without remorse. "HEY OVER HERE!" I called out to the scared werewolf.
He snapped his eyes in my direction. He paused for a second giving me a weird look like he was questioning how I could help him, but then he noticed the Ash tree looming over me. As soon as he saw it new hope filled his eyes as he made a B-line to my direction. He was halfway to me when the hunters burst into sight chasing after the poor man on 4-wheelers. They were catching up fast. I dimmed the light from my wand so that the hunters couldn't make out my features, but the werewolf could still see the direction he needed to go. He finally made it past the barrier collapsing on the ground panting hard. The hunters didn't seem to notice me yet or my Ash tree because they just continued going. The 4 wheeler in the front that was ahead of the charge, rammed right into my barrier. The sudden stop of the vehicle sent the two hunters on it hurdling forward hitting the barrier themselves and sliding down it. The crash alerted the other hunters that they needed to stop before they hit it too.
As more hunters stopped they began forming a semi-circle around the other two hunters. Once the two were up and shown to be fine the hunters seemed to notice presence. An older man began walking forward only stopping when he hit the barrier. Now that he was closer I could tell who it was, Gerad Argent. Which means that all these hunters were Argents, the worst group to run into. They claim that they have honor but they're really mass murders killing all shifter in sight, bad and good,
"Oh my it seems we have a little witch," He said in a creepy manner. "Going by this ash tree I'm guessing that this little witch is a guardian. Am I right little girl?" He asked leering at me.
I glared at him in return. "Leave here Argent you can't pass the barrier," I told him trying to sound braver then I felt.
"Oh a brave little witch," Gerad laughed. The other hunters joined him in his laughter, "That's cute, but we don't have time for this. Give us that mutt and we will leave you alone." He offered.
"Never!" I shouted, "The moment this man step through my barrier he became my charge, and I will not let you take him just so you can kill him."
"That's no man, he's a monster, and it's our duty to end him and all of his kind," Gerad acting like he was the most important person on Earth.
I rolled my eyes at his ridiculous claim, not that he could see it through the darkness. "Good luck with that," I said venom dripping from my voice. I turned my back to the crazy man, bending down I helped the poor werewolf up and took him back to my house ignoring the shouts and bangs from the barrier. "Come on Plag let's go home."