Okay, well hello everyone who has decided to read this story. I am just going to say now that first chapter is long but it has a lot of information in it. But everything in this chapter is very important for my plot of this. I hope everyone enjoys this!
One thing that is absolutely important for you to know before reading this is that it follows a girl from a coven of wiccans. I don't want you to get confused because I don't mention Wiccans till the middle part.
This is my first attempt to writing a Teen Wolf Fan Fiction and I am pretty excited to go on this journey with you.
I do not and will never own Teen Wolf :,( But I do own the Collins and the Morlock families.
So without further adieu
It was a Sunday afternoon in June. I sat at my desk reading a book, with the window open enjoying the cool breeze, which was odd for the summer.
I could hear my little cousins running around playing tag across the street. I looked out my window, which was facing towards my cousins house, to see their mother in her garden looking up and telling them to be careful and to not go into the streets.
But my cousins continued, ignoring anything their mom said. She shook her head and continued with her garden. I giggled at them; they were 6 and 8 and never listened to anyone; I would know, I have babysat them a million times.
I go back to reading my book about public high school. I figured I should probably study up on what high school is like, since I was joining it this coming school year.
My coven's children were always home schooled by their parents, so they could learn more about their gifts and how to use them. But I never showed signs of having a gift, so we decided I was probably born without one.
I didn't mind being home schooled with my sister, it let me learn more about my Wiccan heritage and all the different gifts that a witch could get. Like my mom and sister both share the gift of precognition and my dad has the gift of healing. But the best gift known, is the element gifts water, fire, earth, and air.
There is only one person known to have one of the element gifts in this lifetime and that is my Aunt Lavinia. She has the gift of fire and since it was stronger than my dads, she became the leader.
You see each family, or I should say each coven, has the leaders children compete for that position. So who ever has the strongest gift gets to be the leader. My dad lost, but he really didn't mind because mom and him were already married with two kids, my sister and me.
I, Lunette, was six and my sister, Katrina, was seven when they had this competition, that was ten years ago. My aunt is incredibly younger than my dad, about 20 years difference, she's twenty-five now.
So my dad switch to my mothers coven and we relocated to just outside Salem Massachusetts. But quite honestly, I don't think my dad would have liked being the leader, I mean I wouldn't either. Being the leader came with so many responsibilities; you have to make sure the coven is safe from harm, make sure each child is getting the proper education, and most importantly that the coven is doing its job.
Each coven's job is protecting the humans and making sure the shape-shifter don't get out of control. We brought balance to the world of supernatural and the natural. Unlike our sister species, the Druids, who aided the packs of shifters, we kept them from becoming really powerful. That's why we were born with special gifts, well most of us.
Not having a gift means I have no chance with winning the competition, which I didn't really mind, and I can't really do the job that Wiccans do without one, so that's why I decided to go to regular high school and live a normal life. Well as normal as it could be. But this way my mom could focus and put all her energy in teaching my sister all there is to be a great leader.
I put the book down, getting that weird feeling I have been getting ever since this morning. It seemed to be getting worse like something bad is coming closer to us.
I don't know if it's because my sister and mom were both gone to that meeting today and I was being paranoid.
This meeting was for leaders of the coven, which my mom took my sister because she thought it would be good training. They usually meet once every year in January, but they scheduled one for today because other covens around the area were getting attack, with no survivors, by something.
What's scary about this is that no one knows who it is, its a complete mystery. Hopefully this meeting will help them figure it out, I mean its a bunch of powerful Wiccans you would think they could figure it out.
This feeling though, felt like there was a huge weight pressing down on my chest and it was almost hard to breath. The feeling was getting stronger as the day went on. I shake my head trying to calm my chest. Maybe I to take a walk or something.
I stood up to walk downstairs when I heard the sound of two children screaming in horror. I ran to my window to see what had happened and I kind of wish I didn't.
The biggest werewolf I have ever seen was standing over my aunts bloody, lifeless body; his hands covered in her blood. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I stared frighteningly as he was now walking towards my cousins, who were frozen in there place watching terrified. It was at this time I finally found my voice.
"RUN" I screamed as loud as I could but it was too late and I couldn't do anything but watch as he raised his hand, slashing each of their throats.
I stared at him terrified as he lifted his head, looking straight into my eyes with his red ones. He still had a humans body but his face looked nothing like one of ours, he had long scar down the middle of his face like two halves met here.
He started walking towards my house still looking at me. I hear a gunshot from below and see him fall to the ground clutching his chest. It took him a few minutes but he finally went unconscious. I look below me to see my dad with his gun. In shock I left the window and ran downstairs towards him.
As I reach him, he is crouched near the side of the house and I get down with him. I could hear the other members of the coven screaming and fighting. It must be a pack full of those werewolves.
"Is it still alive" I ask my dad looking at the body laying on the ground
My dad looks at me and nods, He puts his finger to his mouth in shush kind of matter. I couldn't breath, how could someone have done that to kids, I think as tears filled my eyes. My dad grabs my hand and squeezes it.
" You need to run and get help" he whispered to me. I stared at him wide eyed. How could he expect me to leave him.
"I cant leave you" I whispered back, my hand trembling in fear.
"More people could get her Luna. You need to run straight through the woods and get to the other coven near here or to a police station. You can do this okay I will be fine" he whispered giving my hand a last squeeze.
I took a deep breath, knowing it was the only thing I could do to help. We both stood up getting ready to go our separate ways, him to fight with the others and me to find help. I gave him a quick hug and turned to go away.
But I turned back real quick, and whispered "I love you" and I didn't wait for him to say it back, I ran.
As I ran in the woods for help, I could still hear the fight going on behind. The farther I went into the woods it still echoed in my ear.
Getting through the woods would be simple, all I needed to do was follow the path until it takes me to the other side, into town. There I would go to the police station, It would be my best bet for help. I don't know if the coven next to us was still alive.
Tears were streaming down my face as I ran, all I could picture was my baby cousins getting slaughtered as I could do nothing to help them. All I could do was scream, and now they were dead. The best thing I could do is find help before anyone else dies, I had to do this.
It felt like I had been running for hours but I knew it had only been a few minutes. I could feel my lungs becoming tight from running but I knew I need to continue I was almost there.
I was running down a hill when I heard something or someone behind me. I wasn't the only one running, someone was chasing me and they were fast. I tried to run faster but the someone tackled me and we rolled down the hill. I landed on my back and the person straddle me.
It was a female werewolf, she was tan and she had long black hair. Her red eyes glared back at me as she laughed.
"Thought you could outrun us witch" She laughed and bared her teeth about to rip out my throat.
I search with my hand for anything to hit her with, I was desperate. I reached to the side of me were there was a thick stick. Grabbing it, I swung and smacked her in the temple with it.
It was just enough force to get her off of me. I got up and started to back away from her, stick still in my hand. She started to get up with the scratch on her head already healing.
"Now you pissed me off" She hissed as she got ready to lunge at me. I held the stick in one hand getting ready for the attack.
She rushed at me with her claws heading towards my throat. Not expecting her attack, I barely dodged it and instead of getting my throat, I felt her sharp claws rip deeply into my right shoulder making me drop the stick.
I jumped away from her holding my shoulder feeling my blood run down my arm, I looked at my bloody shoulder to see three sickeningly deep cuts. I staggered backwards tripping over the stick I dropped, falling down on my bottom.
"What are you going to do now?" She asked as she stalked me, coming closer. I used my good arm to pull myself the opposite way but it was useless, I knew she was about to attack. She smirked at me.
" Are you afraid of dieing? Don't worry I will make it quick" and with that I closed my eyes and waited for the attack.
"Stop" I open my eyes to see where the voice had come from and so did the she-wolf. She stood up straight and obeyed the man that was now coming into view.
He was an older man with sunglasses on and carrying what looked like a walking stick. He walked closer to us and had his face toward me.
"Kali, did you not notice something different from this one" He asked the girl with a little smile on his face; Kali gave him an odd look probably wondering what he was getting at. I could feel my heart beat faster, I could hear by breath becoming uneven.
This man scared me and he was only looking at me. He had a truly evil aura around him.
"She hasn't fought back with her gift. And I'm wondering why" he asked looking at me waiting for my to answer.
"I-I don't have one" I whispered eyes glued to the man. He came closer to us and looked to Kali.
"We aren't killing this one" He told her making my stomach feel like it was in my throat.
"What do you mean we aren't killing her?" she asked in disbelief glaring at me. I was starting to feel light head from the loss of blood. If they didn't kill me this wound might.
"I am getting bored, The Wiccan are too easy to kill, we will leave her alive to warn them, and then we can have some fun" he looked at me with a smile on his face. " Besides how could we kill someone so defenseless" He continued. I could feel my blood boil at that comment.
"Yet y-you would kill a little child, you asshole" I say angrily with tears in my eyes. He cocked his head with a smirk on his lips. He started walking towards me slowly.
"Well, those kids were more powerful than you would ever be" He said slowly and softly finally reaching me.
" You will live and you will warn the other covens of us. But even with your warnings we will slaughter everyone of your kind. And you will watch it all until you're the last one. And then I will kill you slowly and painfully" He finished raising his cane and hitting my head. The next thing I saw was darkness.
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