Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the Covenant.
I do however own Rae, Rome, Peyton, Tristan, Cameron and any other unfamiliar characters.
Chapter 1
The Sons and Daughters of Ipswich
It was a beautiful summers day in Ipswich, Massachusetts. The sun shone brightly in the clear blue skies that hung high above the small town, the cool breeze made the heat bearable and allowed the residents outside to enjoy the perfect weather.
A group of teenagers strolled down one of the main sidewalks, catching the attention of most people they passed. Everyone knew who these teenagers were. They were the Sons and Daughters of Ipswich, descendents of the first families who settled the town.
"Where's Kelsey at today, Tristan?" A blonde girl with crystal blue eyes asked the boy who walked next to her. He turned to her and grinned.
"Rae, you know me and her aren't actually dating, right?" Tristan answered, returning his gaze to the space in front of him.
"Yeah, not yet you aren't but you will be soon." Rae stated matter-of-factly, when the sound of a ringing cell phone halted her next comment about the almost couple. "Oh, it's me."
As she dug through her purse, Tristan called to the two other boys who walked ahead of them to stop.
"Who is it?" A boy who looked very much like Rae asked. He had the same crystal blue eyes that they both had inherited from their father.
Rae gave a little squeal of excitement when she saw who was calling. "It's P!" she said to her twin brother before answering the phone. "Peyton! Are you home yet? You better have some pictures of tons of hott, tan surfers." She pulled her hair from her face with her free hand as she listened to her best friend speak fast and eagerly.
The three boys waited patiently. The tall, dark haired boy with chocolate brown eyes raised an eyebrow at Tristan who shrugged in return. They knew Rae's obsession with blue eyed, shaggy haired, tan surfer type guys, they just didn't understand it.
"Okay! I'll see you in a few!" Rae hung up the phone and stuck it back in her purse before speaking to the guys. "Peyton's home! Cameron, can you take me home so I can go see her?"
The dark haired boy grinned at the bouncing blonde before him who jutted her bottom lip out for more effect. Cameron sighed and pulled the keys out from his front pocket, jerking his head in the direction of the lot where he parked his car.
"Fine, let's go." He turned to his two friends. "You two want to head back, too?"
Tristan nodded. "What about you, Rome?"
The blonde didn't answer, his gaze was focused on something behind his sister. With an eyebrow raised in question, Rae looked over her shoulder and followed her brothers gaze. Her eyes landed on a group of girls that she recognized from her school. It was the triplets Kacy, Lacy and Tracy Becklin. Their deep red hair and blue-green eyes matched their mother's appearance down to her perfectly arched eyebrows. Kacy, Lacy, and Tracy's mother was none other then Kira Snider, the bicthy slut of Spencer Academy from back in their parents' day.
There was something else that the triplets had inherited from their mom; her attitude and the constant need for male attention. Rae and Peyton swore that the three girls goals were to get an STD before graduation. They had after all slept with more then half of the guys at school, and thankfully the three Sons were smart enough not to go there. But that didn't mean that the triplets wouldn't try. With a look of disgust, Rae looked back at her brother.
"Ugh, well that's my cue to leave. You have fun, but don't be silly and stick your willy into one of those three…or you just might get an STD." She laughed at the look her brother gave her. "I'm serious. Their goal this year is to score with one or all of the Sons of Ipswich." Saying the last part in a fake dreamy voice as she fanned herself.
"Who I'm with is none of your business," Rome said to Rae with a irritated tone. "But just to make myself clear I would never go after one of the triplets, even though they are extremely hott." He said as he walked around his sister, heading in the direction of the three girls who were sending flirty glances his way.
"Wait, where are you going then?" Rae asked, slightly confused.
Rome turned around and with a smirk so much like his fathers, he said, "I said I'd never go for one of them…but a simple flirting session seems harmless to me."
He turned and continued his path as Rae shuddered. "Ew," She said, grabbing Tristan and Cameron's hands in hers. "Let's go."
Tristan opened the passenger side door and pulled the seat forward allowing Rae to climb into the back of the car before he got in himself. Cameron closed his own door and grinned as the engine of his black 1965 Ford Mustang came to life. "I love you." He said to the car, making Rae and Tristan exchange amused glances.
Fifteen minutes later, Cameron pulled into the driveway of the Parry's Manor and from the back of the car, Rae shouted impatiently to Tristan. "Hurry, hurry, hurry, HURRY!" She said in a rush, pushing his seat with each word.
"Relax, girl. I'm hurrying." Tristan responded as he opened the door, but it wasn't fast enough for Rae. She jumped over the consol that sat between the two front seats and quickly crawled over Tristan's lap. Tristan sucked in a quick breath as Rae's knee came uncomfortably close to his private area.
Half a second later, the blond stumbled out of the car and ran as fast as she could across the front yard, making sure to avoid the planted tulips that lined the sidewalk and sprinted through the unlocked front door. As she tore up the stairs she passed Peyton's parents, Blake and Pogue.
"Hey, Uncle Pogue! Hey, Aunt Blake!" She called over shoulder with a grin.
Hearing footsteps racing down the hallway, Peyton grinned and turned just time to see Rae plowing toward her. The blonde's arms wrapped around Peyton's neck, succeeding in tackling her off her feet. Giggling like mad, the pair hit the ground, their fall cushioned by the thick carpet.
Peyton threw her arms around her best friend and hugged her tight. "Rae-Rae! I missed you!"
They sat up from the floor still smiling and laughing. "I've missed you too, Peyton!" Rae responded as she took in her best friend. Being in California for two months visiting her grandparents gave her a serious tan, giving her appearance a sexy and sultry look. "Look at you and your rockin' tan! I'm seriously jealous."
"Whatever, Rae you've got a tan, too." Peyton pointed to her friend's arms that indeed did have a tan.
Rae shook her head and grinned. "Yeah, but it's not a California tan." She laughed and pulled Peyton into another hug. "I'm so glad you're home! God, you have no idea how strange and annoying it was to only have the guys to hang out with for 2 whole months. All they could talk about were cars, girls and boobs….well, you get the picture."
Peyton laughed and rolled her eyes. "Speaking of the guys where are they?" She asked as she peaked over Rae's shoulder, expecting to see the boys standing in the doorway.
"Oh, Tristan and Cameron are downstairs, I think. Or they might be coming up here as we speak. And Rome spotted the Triplets," Rae explained, then acted as if she were gagging. "They've seemed to have gotten even dirtier over the summer."
"Ugh. You know, it's probably the truth. They did go to Europe. I wonder what poor men they devoured over there." Peyton responded with a laugh and shook as if she was shaking something nasty off herself. "Gross, mental picture."
Rae made a face and turned her head when she heard footsteps approaching and saw Cameron, Tristan, and Peyton's parents walk through the door. Blake, wrapped in Pogue's arms as she usually was, smiled down at her daughter. Though Blake was in her mid-30's, she still had the same radiant beauty of when she had been her daughter's age. Her hair was back to her natural dark brown as it had been since a few months after Peyton was born. "Glad to be home?"
Peyton nodded vigorously and jumped up, pulling Rae with her before running toward the boys who welcomed her with open arms. "Aw, guys I've missed you so much!" Tristan and Cameron hugged her tightly in return, both with grins on their faces.
"Good to have you back, P," Tristan ruffled her dark hair, giving her a wink while Cameron pulled her into another hug.
Pogue stood off to the side with his wife, watching the new Covenant generation. He was very proud of how they turned out and was extremely grateful of the fact that they got along so well. They were all good kids, minus the occasional talking back and giving attitude, but they were teenagers after all. As he looked around the group for a second time he noticed a certain blonde missing and asked, "Where's Rome?"
Rae sighed dramatically and rolled her eyes. "The Terrible Trio spotted him and reeled him in." She answered, though it was only semi-true. They did spot him and using their dark magic of flirtation, reeled him in, but Rome, being the caught fish, went willingly.
Blake scoffed and before she could stop herself said, "I still find it hard to believe Bordy Becklin actually married that hag and spawned three red-headed demons." Everyone in the room burst into fits of laughter, almost to the point of tears. Blake would have felt guilty for what she had said, being a mom and all, but the truth was written all over it. Kira was a hag in high school and still was to the day.
Pogue grinned at Blake. "I agree. I'm still in shock that her and Abbot didn't end up getting hitched."
All throughout Pogue's high school years, Aaron Abbot and Kira Snider had been a couple. They had their fair share of cheating, breaking up and more drama than you could imagine, but they always ended up getting back together. Though news reached him that Aaron had met someone else while in his freshman year at Purdue. Yes, Purdue University. He might've seemed like a dumb-ass but he was actually very smart when he applied himself. And now the pair were married, settled in Ipswich and had a daughter who now attended Spenser Academy, though she was a year below Peyton, Tristan, Cameron and the Twins.
Pogue had run into Aaron and his wife a while back. She was a beautiful woman with auburn hair and deep hazel eyes and seemed to be a real sweetheart and very down to earth. After so many years he still expected Aaron to hate and despise him, instead he was genuinely nice and seemed to be happy with how his life had turned out. Pogue remembered thinking that this girl must had really changed him for the better, especially if he no longer hated the Sons.
The sound of Blake's voice pulled him out of his thoughts, bringing him back to the present. "I was thinking about having everyone over tonight. Maybe have a tiny welcome home party for us and a celebration of you kids going into your junior year at Spenser," Then she added to herself, "I'll have to call the girls and let them know."
Cameron raised an eyebrow at his aunt. "Why not just use your telepathy-thing?"
"Because, young one," Blake said simply. "I like to use my voice once in a while."
Cameron grinned as Blake, followed by Pogue, strolled from the room. He turned to face Peyton who was now unpacking her suitcases and Rae who was helping her. "I still don't like that only you girls inherited the telepathy-thing."
Peyton snorted in laughter as she tossed a pile of dirty clothes by her closet door. "Get over it, Cam. As I've said before it's because we're girls, and our moms had it, so naturally it would pass down to us. Sorry you boys didn't get it."
"I don't think that's the reason cause if that were true then you two wouldn't be here." Tristan pointed to the girls from the chair that sat in the corner of Peyton's room. He spoke of the fact that up until Peyton's birth 17 years ago, only males had been born among the Covenant line. Her arrival broke the tradition and normality that had been so heavily placed on the Covenant. In fact, their mothers had started the little chain reaction of breaking the norm.
If it weren't for River, Blake, Paige and Rylee choosing the path of love and commitment to the Sons, then they wouldn't have been born. When that commitment of love and loyalty was made, the consequences and curse that had come with the Sons' Power had been slowed down to a crawl. After the heirs of each bloodline of the Sons were born, the curse had come to a complete end, meaning no more rapid aging or consequences for Using, or for the generations to come.
"True," Rae nodded as she grabbed Peyton's other suitcase and put it to the side since they were clean. No need to unpack if they were moving back into the dorms soon. She then remembered what her mother had said so many times before. "We are the most special and unique generation of the Covenant."
Tristan nodded his head in agreement. "That we are, Peanut." He called to Rae, using the nickname his own father had used for her mother. "We all got a little part of everything. Well…except for Peyton who got double the Power and double the fun."
With a grin, Peyton closed her eyes, and when she opened them, the iris of her eyes were no longer the pretty green everyone was used to, but a glowing shade of purple. The flame of the candle that sat on her oak dresser rose several feet before shifting into the shape of a star.
"Show off." She heard Rae mutter. Peyton allowed the flame to shrink until it reached the wick of the candle then flicker out.
With her eyes still open, Peyton called upon the second source of magic that ran deep within her veins. Her glowing purple eyes faded as a flash of fire blazed from her pupil, leaving her entire eye a deep onyx. She lifted her hands level to her chest with her palms facing each other. From within the foot of space between her hands, a small silver orb formed and drifted away from her body.
"Again, I say show off." Rae said louder, her blue eyes on silvery ball of magic that floated between her and Peyton.
Peyton grinned and shrugged as her eyes returned to their natural color of green and the floating silver orb disappeared with a small 'pop' from over her bed.
"Grandpa Penn said that I have both the power to manipulate and control fire like mom, and the Power like dad because I was the first born of the new generation and the first ever female in the entire history of the Covenant. The fact that it's more intense and stronger has to do with the fact that I'm awesome." She joked, giving Tristan a swift wink.
"You've told us many times, P," Cameron teased from across the room next to Tristan, receiving a playful glare from the brunette. Being the only child of Caleb and River, Cameron had been given both of his parents magical gifts, though they weren't nearly as powerful or as strong as Peyton's were.
His mother River, had the power to shift into a large gray wolf, and with that power she had the advanced abilities of the certain senses; she could see things in the dark just like any other predator that stalked the Earth, her sense of smell was that of a wolf, strong, powerful and sensitive, and her advanced hearing allowed her to hear things from miles away. From her, he received advanced wolf senses of sight, sound and smell. Though unlike his mother, he did not have the ability of shifting forms. The Power of the Covenant had been passed down to him as well by his father Caleb.
Similar to Peyton, Cameron's eyes also changed colors when he used either of his powers. They either glowed a lime-green, or flashed fire and turned completely black like a moonless midnight sky. Where he sat now, Peyton, Rae, and Tristan watched the iris of Cameron's eyes swiftly change to the glowing lime-green. A smirk grew on his face as he listened intently to something.
"I can hear your parents, they're-" He paused, bringing his glowing eyes to Peyton.
Knowing the perverted look that had crossed the boy's face, Rae picked up a flip-flop that had been laying in the bed and launched it across the room at Cameron. When the shoe met its target, Rae grinned while Tristan and Peyton laughed in hysterics. "Don't be a pervert, Cam."
Cameron's eyes went back to normal as he rubbed the side of his head where the sandal had hit him and put on a mock innocent face. "Uh. No need abuse me. I was only going to say that they're in the kitchen."
Tristan rolled his eyes at the unlikely truth behind his friends words, he knew Cameron was going to say something totally perverted and unnecessary. "Whatever dude, I know what you were thinking."
"Okay, ew. I know what he was thinking, too. That's why I had to shut him up." Rae held both hands over her ears.
"Oh, it's so nice to be back with all of the arguing and the perverted comments. The lack of them in California just didn't feel like home." Peyton joked as she kicked one of her empty suitcases under her bed.
A small giggle escaped Rae and the three turned to see her holding Peyton's digital camera. "Okay, who is this!" She asked pointing to the screen at a cute, tan boy with blonde shaggy hair, bright green eyes and a killer smile.
Peyton crossed the room and joined her best friend. "That, my dear friend, is Joey. He's a surfer." She added making Rae bite her lip. "And I just happened to show him a picture of you and he said, and I quote, 'She's one of the hottest babes I've ever laid eyes on,' then he said something else. But in the end I managed to snag his cell phone number and e-mail address for you."
Rae squealed enthusiastically and held out her hands for the piece of paper that Peyton pulled from her purse. "Gimme, gimme, gimme!"
"He is expecting to be contacted by the end of the week." Peyton informed then turned to the guys as Rae put both Joey the surfers number and e-mail address in her cell phone. "Sorry boys, but no numbers for you."
"I don't need any numbers." Tristan grinned as he thought of his beautiful, almost-girlfriend Kelsey. "And Cameron here doesn't need help with the ladies."
Cameron smirked and didn't say anything. His mother had always said that Caleb didn't pass down his modesty to his son.
Footsteps coming down the hallway drifted through the open bedroom door and seconds later Pogue stood in the doorway. He ran a hand through his long, nearly shoulder-length dirty blonde hair and said, "Your parents are on their way. Who wants to help with grilling out?"
The two boys volunteered and stood from where they sat then joined their Uncle by the door.
"Girls?" Pogue questioned, his eyes on his daughter and the girl he practically considered to be his second child.
Peyton and Rae shared a look and with it, shared a brief conversation. "Actually daddy, I wanted to have some girl chat with Rae. If that's okay, of course."
"Of course it's okay, sweetie." Pogue said quickly. "You girls have a lot of catching up to do." He gave them a warm, dad-like smile before leaving the room.
Making sure Pogue was out of ear shot, Tristan leaned toward his green-eyed friend. "You have him wrapped so tight around your finger, it's insane."
Peyton smirked in return. "What? Like Kelsey already has you wrapped around hers? You two aren't even officially dating yet," She paused to glance at Rae. "But when it is official, she'll probably be cutting off the circulation in your finger when she wraps you even tighter."
Tristan's mouth fell open slightly and was unable to respond with a clever comeback, so he settled for an irritated glare before walking out of the room. From behind him, Cameron did nothing to stop his laughter from being heard.
Later that night, after the welcome home/celebration of the kids going into their junior year of high school grill out, Rae walked with her twin brother and parents back to their home, four houses down from the Parry's.
Rome nudged his shoulder against his sister's, grabbing her attention. "Ready for the school semester to start, sis?"
"As ready as I'll ever be, Ro." She linked arms with him as they neared the front door. The temperature had cooled, leaving a slight chill in the night air.
"When are you guys moving back into the dorms?" Paige asked her kids as she huddled closer to her husband for warmth.
"Tomorrow probably." Rome answered for both as he opened the door to the Garwin Estate. "I just need to finish up packing though."
Paige and Reid stepped into the foyer and closed the door behind them. "Well that will have to wait until tomorrow. It's too late to finish that tonight." She said, kissing each of her children on the cheek before bidding them goodnight.
"I still don't understand why they just can't stay at home," The twins heard their father say to their mother as they walked up the stairs and their parents went to their master bedroom that sat near the back of the house. "Why can't they live here instead of at the dorms?"
They heard Paige's laughter as she said, "The same reason why you, I and everyone else wanted to stay at the dorms-" Her voice faded as Rae stepped into her room at the top of the stairs, Rome followed her and sat down on her bed.
Rae's room was large and spacious, the walls were painted a deep red. The color matched the comforter and the many pillows that sat on her bed which was placed between two windows along the farthest wall.
"How did your run-in with the Terrible Trio go? Did you make it out disease free?" Rae asked over her shoulder from her cabinet as she searched for clothes to sleep in. Most of her stuff was packed so her favorite pajamas were in a box. She settled for a pair of gray Soffe shorts and a black tank top.
She could practically hear Rome roll his eyes. "I'm gonna crash. Night, Rae." He walked to his sister and kissed her head tenderly.
"Good night, Ro." She turned and noticed that his blue eyes had changed to a dark shade pink that seemed to glow within the iris of his eyes. Rome gave her a quick smirk before disappearing in front of her, leaving Rae alone in her room.
"Lazy ass." She muttered to herself as she pulled off her clothes.
Rome had inherited the ability to teleport places on will from their mother. With much practice he also learned how to orb items to himself. Laughing, Rae thought of how much he abused that fact and how lazy he was starting to become. She made a mental note to remind her brother of his laziness as she crawled into her comfy, inviting bed and threw the covers over her. She felt herself drifting into the realm of unconsciousness when Peyton's voice popped in her head.
Get ready to move back into the dorms tomorrow. Back to the wonderful world of high school!
Rae smiled to herself. Glad you're home, P. Good night. She curled onto her side and sighed contently. Her best friend was finally home and in two days they would all be back among the halls of Spenser Academy. In two days, a new school year would begin.