Mist hung low in heavy lingering blankets of white fog. The soft sound of crunching autumn leaves sounded excruciating loud at that moment as a short figure walked quickly through the blackness of night. All that could be seen was pale bare feet and hands, a hood covered their face. As the figure came to a stop, tiny hands came up shakily and yanked down the hood.

"Amethyst?" The word echoed as the question hung with a pregnant pause. Shivering once again from the chilly night air, the small being made to pull her hood back up but froze. Ten feet to her left the fog and mist swirled before parting in the wake of another cloaked figure. The new arrival was obviously tall and slender, but not much else could be discerned.

"Rain, good you've arrived just like I've asked. Not a moment half past midnight either." A bell like voice crooned smoothly. The smaller of the two in the clearing shivered.

"Of course High Priestess! F-forgive me...I thought..I thought Amethyst was joining me tonight?" Small hands wrung each other anxiously, the clouds shifted and allowed the full moons light to cast some of the darkness aside.

"Ah yes, she would have, however with her...affliction...she was unable to." The taller spoke with a small smile. Blue eyes glinting silver in the moon's wake.

"O-of course." The childishly sweet yet slightly husky feminine voice responded nervously. It was silent for a time as the taller gazed up at the sky. Finally silver blue eyes shifted to stare into the darker ones of the child before her.

"Rain, do you know why I've summoned you?" The bell like voice rung out, echoing off the trees with an authoritative note that demanded a response.

"No my lady. I have not a clue, the others-" the slightly husky yet distinctly feminine voice was quickly cut off by the older female.

"THE OTHERS," She called out abruptly, "Have no part in this. Rain, you are one of the youngest and most promising." The praise startled the tinier female, rain wasn't entirely sure she could believe her ears. But the next words had her swallowing and listening with rapt attention, "However, Rain, our coven has grown in size and at this time...well you will understand when I say we need to branch out."

"But...High Priestess! T-that...you...you're kicking me out?" Eventually the words were cloaked out in disbelief. She was young, in fact Rain was the youngest of them. The child of the coven, but coven's had limits for numbers. Once they got to big...well they 'branched'. Members were split to create a new 'family' together...or to join an existing one. Very rarely did you find a 'hive' in these parts anymore...hives were more along the line of the first option...connecting another coven to The High Priestess.

It gave Rain only one option, she would be alone again. No other witch or warlock by her side unless she started her own coven or joined another. Suddenly Rain realized that her Priestess was still talking, tuning back in she listened numbly.

"-simply no other option. My child I wish you will, my little Rainstorm...I hope that you find a land to nurture and develop. To bring storms in your wake and smooth skies ahead. Let the moon guide you and the sun brighten your way. So mote it be." Then, the cloaked Priestess turned and in a flare of black velvet she became one with the shadows.

The last things that bound Rainstorm to this place were gone. Looking to the east Rain found that the blackness was diminishing in favor of salmon pink. She had no idea how long she stood there, but it became abundantly clear that the young witch should take her leave. Moving as fast as her cloak would allow, Rain decided a change of scenery would do her good. So with that in mind, she set off for home.

****one day later*****

Dark circles framed chocolate colored eyes, black thick hair fell in smooth strait locks to the bottom of her ribs. The small figure, five foot even and could have been knocked over by a strong breeze, stood once more in front of her table. Tarot cards were splayed across the desk.

The cards had been consulted seemingly hundreds of times in the past twelve hours. As well as her pendulum and ruins. All of the signs were pointing towards something Rain had never expected, a fierce change.

As of this moment she could not decide if this was a good change or bad. There were signs of romance and lastly the death card. Admittedly the romance had her more worried than the death card, after all the card representing death could also be a sign of renewal. The love however...well let's just say that Rain never did have a good way with men.

She always seemed to find the jerks and losers. With a sigh, she picked up the cards and deposited them in the sheer blue silk draw string bag. Placing the bag into a box with her crystals, incense, and box of ruins, Rain turned to grab her grimoire and gave pause.

Rain had no conscious thought of leaving anything unorganized, everything was boxed or in jars at the moment. But right in front of her, lay a piece of bark. It was too shredded to tell from what tree, perhaps her former sisters could have told her.

Dark brows furrowed as Rain studied the bark. It was a sign, but of what? Tilting her head, the young witch paused as her peculiar gift flared. She had always had a way of knowing things, a gift which sometimes could be a burden as she sensed things in the world that she would rather remain naive too.

Her extra sense flared, something was telling her that the bark was important. A sense of longing for dense forest and in her mind's eyes golden eyes flashed. Suddenly coming back to her senses, Rain staggered forward with a gasp as she greedily gulped down air.

She needed to go to the forest, it was important. There she would meet the golden eyed man. But who was he? Why was it important that these two things happen? Rain was confused, but her sense never led her wrong before.

With a thoughtful frown she tried to figure out where she should be going. Where were these woods? Where were the golden eyes? Her eyes suddenly were overcome in darkness, her senses dulled like a heavy blanket had been thrown over her, sound was muffled and she could smell nothing but pine needles.

Flashes of knowledge swam over her, obscuring rational thought as Rain tried to keep up with the information dump. Disoriented, Rain clung to the table as she tried to reign her herself in whilst gulping air greedily once more. Only a few things were clear to her at this moment.

One: she needed to pack everything tonight and get a flight out of Florida.

Two: she was going to Forks, Washington in the Olympic peninsula.

Taking a deep breath she steeled herself and grabbed her cell phone, dialing the airport she shoved the phone between her shoulder and ear. Grabbing jars of dead beetles, oils, rose buds, animal bones, and more, Rain hurriedly placed them in the box with everything else and closed it. Amethyst would have been proud of her, she did all of this before the forth ring!

"Delta airlines, how can I help you?" When the smooth voice came through Rainstorm realized with a jerk that she'd never even heard the phone being picked up. Scrambling to grab her wits about her, she responded in a rushed stammer.

"When's your next flight to Washington?"

AN:

hey guys! So this is the first time I've really tried to do a twilight fic. I have some ideas that I've been fleshing out and hopefully y'all like it. Let me know what you think on this, I enjoy getting feedback to know what I can do better. Granted this chapter was written on my phone since I don't have a computer right now, I didn't see any mistakes, but if y'all do let me know. Haha

so ive seen some ideas of twilight stories with witches in them. This one I'm hoping to make different. I don't know if there will be romance just yet, we'll see what happens. But for now,

D.R. Out