Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character's they are all owned by puffin
and Cate Tiernan.
Summary: This fiction continues after night's child, I'm not really sure what I'm going to do with the story, I have a couple of storylines that I need to plan out, so I will give a better summary of the story later when I have it worked out.
Chapter one: Fear of the unknown.
You would think that after 20 odd years that the evil powers in the world would give it a rest. Not bloody likely. Yesterday at one of the circles certain members claimed they were suffering from horrific visions, things that seem familiar to them and yet they cannot place. They must all be connected somehow. But the hard part is figuring out how
Morgan
"I don't know Keady" I said uncertainly
"It seems like the best environment for Moira to learn spellcraft" she said matter- of –fact.
"I want her to learn.... But she is still only 17 and- and well I just want to keep her close to home, lately... oh I don't know but lately I have been getting some odd sense that there is something bad coming" I said slowly, and I became aware of her watching me.
"You said that at last nights circle.... And I fear you are right, there is something bad in the air" She said while picking up the cloth that Morgan had dropped earlier that day.
"But I also think that Moira would benefit from learning from powerful elders, they have never before excepted a student and like you they see her power as an extreme asset" she continued while watching my face.
"I'll think about it, and talk to Hunter, she is his daughter to and he might not be so keen on her being so far away at such a young age, and neither am I when it comes to it but-" "But it is for the best Morgan" She finished and I sighed in defeat.
"All right Keady I will mention it to Moira but it will be her decision as well as Hunters and mine" I said to her and then I heard linden crying upstairs.
"Oh sorry Keady but I have to feed linden now" She smiled and said
"He is fine young lad, a lot like his mother" she winked at me and I grinned at her
"Thank you for trying to find Moira a place with the elders, I would never had thought about it" I called as I went upstairs and she yelled goodbye.
Linden did seem a lot like me, a trait I don't know whether is good of bad, he has my hair but with Hunter's eyes. I had gotten pregnant again on our 1st year anniversary and Hunter had been overjoyed when he found out.
Linden was 3 months old and was adorable. He was so sweet had had started to make gurgling noises whenever myself of Hunter was around. Hunter loved him to bits and I thought that he was saddened because he hadn't been here when Moira was growing up.
He and Moira were very close and were really very like each other. They shared a similar dry humour, were alike in looks and views.
They talked the same, ate and laughed the same and it was oddly comforting to know how alike they were.
I picked Linden up and he stopped crying almost immediately. I brought him over to the rocking chair and cuddled him close to my breast.
I opened my top and unclasped the strap of the special bra I had gotten that allowed me to open a flap covering my breast instead of having to take of my bra every time (I don't think Hunter minded much).
He immediately started feeding and I closed my eyes and rested them on the back of the chair. I was exhausted, linden had kept Hunter and I up most of the night. At the moment Hunter was out with Moira at one of the new charter offices and they were trying to find some information on some of the dreams I had been having recently. It was so disconcerting; I hadn't had dreams such as these since I was back in New York where I had been tormented by images of Amyranth.
It had made me feel vulnerable and I had never like feeling that way. Then I noticed that Linden was done and was staring up at me with what I could have sworn looked like pity. I sighed and smiled down at him
"Why does everything have to be so complicated."? I whispered to him. Linden looked at me then grabbed my finger with his hand and started to suck on it.
"Little man you cant still be hungry" I said rocking him and trying to get him to go back to sleep.
His little eyes started to close and he smiled faintly at me as if to say goodnight mummy.
After a while he stopped and I realised he was asleep, so I put him in his crib and went downstairs.
It was just 3.30 and I sighed, where were Hunter and Moira?
I sent a witch message to hunter asking were he was
"We got some very valuable information Morgan and we are on our way home now, should be home in about 20 minutes, love you"
He sent back and I let out a breath, so they had found something...
Suddenly I felt exhausted and I went into the living room and turned on the baby monitor, then I flopped down onto the couch and closed my eyes...
There were branches before me blocking my way, they caught in my hair, and ripped my clothes but still I pressed on, not knowing what I would find only that I should keep going. Then suddenly I come across a big Victorian style house with vines going up its walls and leaves tucking it away from view. The house radiates dark magick, evil and hurtful Magick. I can see it more clearly now as if a blindfold had been lifted from my eyes. There is a shadow moving in the window, they are calling to me, reaching out to me.... Will I answer their call? I move slowly towards the house when suddenly I am hit with a binding spell, so powerful it clasped my hands and legs to my sides and presses down on my throat. They murmur something I cannot hear and I feel an icy blade slice into my gut, right through me, my own panicked cries frighten me and I can hear someone calling my name as if form a distance...
"Morgan, Morgan, Morgan!" someone shouted and I woke up screaming, tears going down my face like a waterfall.
AUTHORS NOTE! Ok that was chapter one. How was it? Please review and tell me what you think.
Summary: This fiction continues after night's child, I'm not really sure what I'm going to do with the story, I have a couple of storylines that I need to plan out, so I will give a better summary of the story later when I have it worked out.
Chapter one: Fear of the unknown.
You would think that after 20 odd years that the evil powers in the world would give it a rest. Not bloody likely. Yesterday at one of the circles certain members claimed they were suffering from horrific visions, things that seem familiar to them and yet they cannot place. They must all be connected somehow. But the hard part is figuring out how
Morgan
"I don't know Keady" I said uncertainly
"It seems like the best environment for Moira to learn spellcraft" she said matter- of –fact.
"I want her to learn.... But she is still only 17 and- and well I just want to keep her close to home, lately... oh I don't know but lately I have been getting some odd sense that there is something bad coming" I said slowly, and I became aware of her watching me.
"You said that at last nights circle.... And I fear you are right, there is something bad in the air" She said while picking up the cloth that Morgan had dropped earlier that day.
"But I also think that Moira would benefit from learning from powerful elders, they have never before excepted a student and like you they see her power as an extreme asset" she continued while watching my face.
"I'll think about it, and talk to Hunter, she is his daughter to and he might not be so keen on her being so far away at such a young age, and neither am I when it comes to it but-" "But it is for the best Morgan" She finished and I sighed in defeat.
"All right Keady I will mention it to Moira but it will be her decision as well as Hunters and mine" I said to her and then I heard linden crying upstairs.
"Oh sorry Keady but I have to feed linden now" She smiled and said
"He is fine young lad, a lot like his mother" she winked at me and I grinned at her
"Thank you for trying to find Moira a place with the elders, I would never had thought about it" I called as I went upstairs and she yelled goodbye.
Linden did seem a lot like me, a trait I don't know whether is good of bad, he has my hair but with Hunter's eyes. I had gotten pregnant again on our 1st year anniversary and Hunter had been overjoyed when he found out.
Linden was 3 months old and was adorable. He was so sweet had had started to make gurgling noises whenever myself of Hunter was around. Hunter loved him to bits and I thought that he was saddened because he hadn't been here when Moira was growing up.
He and Moira were very close and were really very like each other. They shared a similar dry humour, were alike in looks and views.
They talked the same, ate and laughed the same and it was oddly comforting to know how alike they were.
I picked Linden up and he stopped crying almost immediately. I brought him over to the rocking chair and cuddled him close to my breast.
I opened my top and unclasped the strap of the special bra I had gotten that allowed me to open a flap covering my breast instead of having to take of my bra every time (I don't think Hunter minded much).
He immediately started feeding and I closed my eyes and rested them on the back of the chair. I was exhausted, linden had kept Hunter and I up most of the night. At the moment Hunter was out with Moira at one of the new charter offices and they were trying to find some information on some of the dreams I had been having recently. It was so disconcerting; I hadn't had dreams such as these since I was back in New York where I had been tormented by images of Amyranth.
It had made me feel vulnerable and I had never like feeling that way. Then I noticed that Linden was done and was staring up at me with what I could have sworn looked like pity. I sighed and smiled down at him
"Why does everything have to be so complicated."? I whispered to him. Linden looked at me then grabbed my finger with his hand and started to suck on it.
"Little man you cant still be hungry" I said rocking him and trying to get him to go back to sleep.
His little eyes started to close and he smiled faintly at me as if to say goodnight mummy.
After a while he stopped and I realised he was asleep, so I put him in his crib and went downstairs.
It was just 3.30 and I sighed, where were Hunter and Moira?
I sent a witch message to hunter asking were he was
"We got some very valuable information Morgan and we are on our way home now, should be home in about 20 minutes, love you"
He sent back and I let out a breath, so they had found something...
Suddenly I felt exhausted and I went into the living room and turned on the baby monitor, then I flopped down onto the couch and closed my eyes...
There were branches before me blocking my way, they caught in my hair, and ripped my clothes but still I pressed on, not knowing what I would find only that I should keep going. Then suddenly I come across a big Victorian style house with vines going up its walls and leaves tucking it away from view. The house radiates dark magick, evil and hurtful Magick. I can see it more clearly now as if a blindfold had been lifted from my eyes. There is a shadow moving in the window, they are calling to me, reaching out to me.... Will I answer their call? I move slowly towards the house when suddenly I am hit with a binding spell, so powerful it clasped my hands and legs to my sides and presses down on my throat. They murmur something I cannot hear and I feel an icy blade slice into my gut, right through me, my own panicked cries frighten me and I can hear someone calling my name as if form a distance...
"Morgan, Morgan, Morgan!" someone shouted and I woke up screaming, tears going down my face like a waterfall.
AUTHORS NOTE! Ok that was chapter one. How was it? Please review and tell me what you think.