HEY! I've been wanting to write a Covenant fanfic for a while, but i just recently wrote this one. I realize my OC might be a bit Mary-Sue in the beginning but i'll certainly try to fix that if it's your opinion on her. So yea, hope you like it! Don't forget to review!!
Just A Little Magic.
Chapter 1:
The Sons of Ipswich were in the back of Nickie's. They had gotten in yet another fight with Aron Abbot. But who could blame them, he was a real bastard. Reid and Caleb were having a stare down. They had been for a good 6.73 minutes. Each stood straight and stared at someone else, silently having an argument through their eyes. Naturally they thought it would end up in just heading back to the dorms (or in Caleb's case, his house) like it normally did. But no, fate had other plans.
At first they had only heard a metallic crashing sound, but they hadn't comprehended the situation. Until a girl appeared out of the dark, a metal trashcan rolling around her feet, garbage spilling all over the floor at her feet.
"GOD FUCK IT!" The trashcan slammed into the wall near her violently. At first each thought she had lifted it herself. It was dark, they could have not seen it. But then they looked at her eyes. They were black. All black. Just like when they Used. They each looked at each other, eyebrows wrinkled in confusion, worry, and curiosity. And hostility. They didn't know her, and she showed Powers, therefore she could be a threat. An enemy needing to be eliminated. They moved to stand in a neat line, clearly defensive. But there was really no need, she hadn't even seen them yet, and for all they knew she could just be a harmless girl (with Powers). When her eyes went back to normal, they were a light blue that stood out against her pale skin in the dark.
She shook her foot. The act flung a piece of trash across the alley. And then she look up. She saw them all, in a line, staring at her. But unlike she was expecting, they weren't wearing expressions of shock, or fear. They were fierce looking, almost hostile. That was different. So they stood there, glaring at each other (staring on her part). There was only them and her, two parts, simple enough yet none of them knew how to handle it. She averted her eyes and raised her eyebrows, putting on a What-Are-You-Looking-At expression. They just narrowed their eyes at her, which made her even more nervous. What was going on anyways?
She pointed a long pale finger with a smudge of black nail polish at the smashed trashcan. Her eyes were wide with fake innocence.
"I can explain that." As soon as she had started her sentence, it's like the boys had waken from their trance, each of their were washed over with an endless black as she was projected into the same wall the trashcan had been crushed against. She couldn't move, she was pinned by an invisible force against a brick wall, by boys she didn't know. Scratch that, by the boys she was looking for. Pretty stupid move on their part really, because if she had been an enemy and had been looking for them, she would have found them too easily. They moves gracefully from their stance and marched over to her.
The tallest one, with short spiky brown hair and deep brown eyes talked first.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
God, she couldn't believe how amazingly deep his voice was, it was amazing.
"Could you put me down first?"
Caleb was also surprised by her voice, it was light, soft and smooth. But he didn't show his curiosity, he just narrowed his eyes at her and hesitated. What if she took that as a chance to strike?
"Trust me, with the power i have, if i wanted to kill you i would have done it by now. So put me the hell down."
Ok that was a blatant lie, but hey! They didn't know that.
The pressure against her body was slowly lifted as she fell softly to her feet. They each took a step back, still in defensive mode.
"Dude, I'm not gonna hurt you, you can stop acting like you have a stick shoved up your ass." She said this to all of them but mostly looked at the brown eyed-one who seemed the most uptight. The blond one on the right smirked. She raised her eyebrow at him. He had already taken a more relaxed pose.
"Yea that's Caleb for ya'."
Caleb. She thought. It suited him, in an innocent, protective way. She acted like she couldn't care less and blinked a few times at him.
"Right. Anyways, you guys are the Sons of Ipswich, am i right?"
They just started at her suspiciously. She rolled her eyes and continued talking.
"Oh come on! You just Used in front of me! Even if i didn't have the Power I would have known."
"How much Power do you have exactly." The long haired one spoke this time.
She realized he had probably believed her I'm-Very-Powerful bluff. She just smirked.
"As much as you do most likely."
"But you-" He started before she cut him off.
"It's called a bluff, got me down didn't it?"
"Who are you anyways?" The innocent looking one asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know." How badly she wanted to just tell them everything, and find what she had been looking for. But what fun would that be?
"Just tell us who you fucking are?"
"Wow wow wow! No need to drop the F bomb ok?! Calm your blond little head." Said the Queen of sarcasm. She smiled a bit. She really had a beautiful smile, even if it was a small one. This time it was the innocent looking one's turn to smirk.
"Look, we don't have all day, could you just tell us what you want with us so we can get this figured out?" Finally, the last one of the four, the long haired one, spoke. He had a sound of charm that was undeniable in his voice. Kind of like the other one, but less masculine.
"Why do you automatically think i want something to do with you? And who says there's something to figure out in the first place? Are you that self-centered?" Again with the sarcasm. They each rolled their eyes and the blond one pinched the bridge of his nose.
"God, we landed on an annoying one."
"What do you mean 'landed on'? Like you come across girls with Power every day." She was right and he knew it, it had never happened until now, so his sentence seemed wrong.
"If you don't tell us who you are and what you want, we're going to have to get rude again." The long haired one seemed pretty calm, considering the current situation. She decided she would stop playing around and get down to business. Well, her way, which was the sarcastic, fun way (from her point of view).
"My name is Amelia." She said dramatically, slightly pausing before saying her name. This was going to take a while, they all thought.
"I come from a small Boston suburb. I've come here to find the Sons of Ipswich. And honestly, finding you guys was easier then i thought."
"Why were you looking for us?" She looked at the boy with the deep brown eyes. He seemed to be the leader.
"Good question." They stared at her for a couple of seconds before the blond spoke up.
"Are you planning to answer it?"
"I will get to that Blondie, now shut up." She smiled sweetly at him, which was ruined by her pissed off words.
"Anyways, like i was saying. I was looking for you guys cause apparently, we have history together." They each frowned, not know what she was talking about. She continued talking.
"Apparently, I'm one of the decedents of the five families."
Pogue asked the first thing that came to his mind. "Are you Chase's sister?" The long haired one looked a bit defensive as he asked this. She really had to learn their names, the hair recognition was getting annoying.
"That depends, what's his last name?"
"Collins."
"Then no. Can i continue?" He rolled his eyes.
"Go right ahead, but please, finish the story in the next hour." It was her turn to roll her eyes and took a breath to speak.
"Well, my mom apparently had twins, me, and a guy. But somehow the boy was taken away at birth, while my mom and me stayed in the hospital. We moved to Canada together and she raised me there. I got Powers when i was 13, like you guys, and I'll be ascending when i turn 18, like you guys."
"That's not possible, each couple produced only one with power. The eldest male." He said. Caleb was it?
"Uh-uh-uh." She waved her finger back and forth as emphasis that he was wrong. "Each couple had only produced one. Therefore the eldest male. See where I'm going with this?"
"So you're saying that the couples were able to make more kids with Power, but never did." Caleb was a smart one, she could tell.
"The elders made it a law among the ones with Power. But it wasn't my mom's fault she had twins, therefore she had to take me away, scared of what would happen."
"So what you're saying is that you're one of us' twin sister?"
"Exactamundo Blondie." They just stared at her like she was crazy.
"So which one?" The innocent looking one asked.
"To tell you the truth, i don't know." They looked at her like she was crazy, she came here with an outrageous story of being one of them's sister, and she didn't even know which one?
"But if you tell me your names i can figure it out." She turned to Blondie waiting for his name.
"Reid." She made a face at him.
"That doesn't help em much Blondie, last name."
"Garwin." He had a hard expression on, she couldn't tell whether he didn't like her or he was trying to take all the information in and still look tough. She moved on and looked to his left, to find the long haired one.
"Pogue Parry." Again she moved on.
"Caleb Danvers." Last but not least.
"Tyler Simms." She looked down at her feet and smiled, biting her lip a bit. She had found her brother.
"So? Which one of us is it?" Reid asked impatiently.
"What? You can't figure it out?" She said with a teasing smile. The answer was no. They really couldn't. It seemed she had something from each of them but looked nothing like any of them at the same time. She had Pogue's straight light brown hair, Reid's sarcastic attitude yet Caleb's calm attitude, and Tyler's innocence. But physically they saw no particular resemblance. She just chuckled.
"Tell you what, we hang out here tonight and I'll tell you after. It's been a while since I've had any fun at all." She walked straight past them and through the back door. They quickly caught up with her and saw her stopped in the doorway, eyes gleaming, wide smiled plastered on her smooth pale face.
"You planning to go in anytime soon?" She hadn't even noticed Reid standing right next to her, with his mouth to her ear. She shoved him back a few steps.
"You know what, I've been living in a small Canadian town where the most exciting thing we have is a freakin' Starbucks, so don't rush me!" Reid just smirked at her, jeez she had been living a boring life.
"Oh and uhh...that was way too close, i mean for all you know i could be your sister." His smirk fell as realization hit his face. He hadn't realized it before, but she could be his twin sister. Therefore he could not flirt, hit on, or even make suggestive comments to her, and that just about ruined it for him.
Tyler had noticed a small scar on her elbow. It was weird looking. It was small but puffy and almost purple it seemed. He poked it with his finger and as soon as he did, she jerked her arm away faster then anyone could imagine.
"I wa-"
"Don't touch my scar."
"Why? Is there something special about ?" She frowned at him with an Are-You-Stupid face.
"No, it's just a scar, and i don't particularly like it when people point it out, let alone touch it."
"Oh. What happened?" Tyler was a curious one, yes he was.
"What is this 20 questions? I fell on it." Tyler left it alone after then. Pogue put his arm behind her back and led her to one of the table, the rest of the boys following. They sat down. Caleb and Pogue on one side, Amelia and Tyler on the other. Reid had pulled up a chair and sat the one of the ends of the table.
One of the boys was thinking. Thinking hard about what she had told them, trying to relate that information to any of them's history. And them he realized it. He lifted his head and looked at the girl in question. He asked hesitantly.
"It's me isn't it?"
A small, shy smile crept up on her pretty face. She said nothing, but he knew he was right. After all, she was his twin sister.
ALRIGHTY THAT'S IT! REVIEW PLEASE!
