This is my first story that I'm posting, I'm hoping it goes over well.
Disclaimer: SM own all, I just play with it.
Prologue
I live in a world surrounded by ever changing life, some of these are human, some are mystical, some are evil and some are good. This applies to both humans and mysticals; just as there is good and evil in humans the same applies for Vampires, Children of the Moon, Shape Shifters, Witches, Fairies, etc. It's all a matter of choice, I choose to be good and not use the powers that the Keepers have given me for anything that will ride on my conscious for millenniums.
I am a Witch, but there is so many myths describing and degrading Witches that unless you live in the Mystical world you would never know without being told. I am not ugly, I do not have warts, I do not eat little children, I am not dishonest, I am not possessed by evil spirits nor the devil, I do not brew weird and crazy potions (why the hell would I want be close to an eye of a newt, yuck), I could really go on forever. I can cast spells, normally they are for protection or for fun or sometimes I'm just lazy, they do not need to rhyme they just need to be a clear statement of my wish. We are extremely hard to destroy, our skin is very tough, tougher then Vampires', we are not quicker than humans but we can flicker from one place to the next very quickly, as long as we have been there before or can see where we want to be. We appear very human but with some advantages and self defense mechanisms. Most Witches are given some extra powers that they can call upon without the need of a spell; these powers are a gift and can be taken away if misused. I am a Watcher of Mystics, which means I can concentrate and look in on any of the mystical beings inhabiting the earth and see the aura that they give off, which comes in handy when I looking for family or a friend or watching for an enemy. My Mother is an Orical, this means that she sees things before they happen be they good or bad, but they are subjective to an extent. She says she receives two types of visions, ones that are blurry around the edges meaning they could change with a decision and ones that are solid meaning they are set in stone and no decision will change them, the vision will be the outcome.
It is because of my Mother's visions that I must now leave my beloved New York and am required to move with her, my step-father and two of my brothers to Washington. I once again have to act younger, 17; this is around the age of my true appearance, but depending on hair, makeup, clothing or an easy spell, I can make myself look a little older or younger. I took a look over the area and I don't know what it is about Forks and La Push but they are on mythical being overload and now we are going to add five more into the mix. We will be living in La Push as this is where my step-father is from originally and will be more comfortable for my brothers as well. Due to the young appearance of my family, my mother will play my sister/legal guardian; this is always hard because no matter her appearance she is still my mother and acts like it. My brothers and step-father are not witches but they are mystical beings and will stay the ages they appear now. I think this will be equally hard on my step-father as his oldest grandson is still alive, as well as his great-grandson. His grandson believes him to have died 50 years ago of old age and a broken heart because his second wife passed away before him. This was only possible due to an aging spell my mother had placed on them that gave an outward appearance of age. My step-father is worried that he will be recognized by his grandson or an older member of the tribe because they have only been gone for about 50 years. I believe that he should just talk to his grandson and get it over with, but he will not make the decision to do this, so my mother can't see the outcome. My brothers, who are twins, are younger then I am by quite a bit, as they are only 22 and the babies of all my siblings but also my favorites. They are like two overgrown toddlers that are teddy bears unless provoked.
My Mother has told me that there are many reasons that I must make this move with them. There is a great battle brewing within the mystical world and my powers will be needed as well as the family is stronger together then apart. So I must train with her to make my powers grow and to help protect my family. She tells me that there is more but now is not the time for me to know, that I will figure this out in my own time. She always says this with a strange look in her eyes; I know she is hiding something big, but when I question her about it, all she says is that it will only take a moment to figure out. Whatever that means.
Time is all relative; a moment for one being is measured in a different length for another. When a being lives indefinitely a moment can mean years but in the instance that you find your heart's desire, the desire that makes your soul sing time slows. Moments become seconds, seconds that are never long enough. This is what my mother has taught me, not something that I have had the luck to experience in my almost 300 years. She tells me my time is coming and coming soon, and that is one of the reasons I must live with her again.
Thanks for reading. I promise that the chapters get longer.