Hello, I'm back a new story. Wicca is real but it is not evil and only Sally, her new ememy and her family is mine. Hope you enjoy it! Here's Chapter #1
Chapter #1 Escape and Recalling a Dream
Unknown point of view
'It has been too long.' I thought as I watch some mortals work away at some long building in a small town below the tree I was in. I was imprisoned for centuries by my own family. I'm finally free from that dark place only to see how ruined the island was.
My family was always soft. Even when the mortals came and took over. I tried to stop it and in return I get trapped in the earth of the island I loved so much and worked so hard to maintain it's beauty. And there I laid dormant in the dark void until now. The mortals had freed me when they dug up the earth near my prison and I was able to escape. I have to admit, these little insects have done something useful for me.
"What were my family thinking." I wondered as I watched a mortal male lift some heavy boards from the ground and passed them to a female dressed in orange. "Letting these...these...mortals come here and tear up the island like this? They will pay!"
I clutched my fists. Feeling the anger flow inside me. Causing fire to appear in my palms. That happens when I'm mad.
"But how can I can I teach them a lesson?"
I heard a snapping noise behind me. I quickly turned invisible and looked down from the branch I was sitting in. On the ground were two spirits walking in the forest and talking. I leaned in as I listen to what they were saying.
"You heard about the one who stopped Constance Black last month?" the male spirit asked.
"Oh, yes." The female said. "She stopped her single-handed. Who knew a Witch at that level could stop a ghost as powerful as her. What was her name again?"
"Sasha Snow. A local girl. I met her once. She helped me find you."
"Oh, that's right. Lets go and see her. It's been a while."
I watched as the spirits disappeared into the forest. Their conversation still playing in my mind. A Witch by the name of Sasha Snow who helps ghosts and mortals. Interesting. She might be perfect for my plan of revenge. But first I need to know more about her like where she lives, her hang outs and if she's a threat or not.
"Those ghosts are going to see her." I thought as I glide down the tree and hovered a foot off the ground. "Time for some spying."
I followed the ghost couple, carefully keeping a safe distance so they won't sense my presence. I followed them until we reached a tall house with a sign in front of it with the words 'The Raspberry House' written in light coloured paint.
"Is this the place, Jake?" the woman asked her husband.
"Yup." he answered. "The Raspberry House. She's lived here since she was a little girl. Lets go, Kim. You'll like her."
"I'm sure I will."
I listened with interest. I wonder why this place is called the Raspberry House. I may only been free for a few days but these things are still strange to me. No matter, I followed the two spirits into the top floor of the Raspberry House and hid behind some old junk. I wrinkled my nose as the dust hit me. How could the mortals here live in this place? I froze when I heard footsteps coming towards the room. They got louder and louder, then the door opened with a loud squeaking noise.
It was a girl. A young girl with long wavy hair that's the color of the earth itself with eyes that are the color of water and skin the color of peach. She wore a white dress with black trim and black sandals.
"Ah, Jake." she said, when she saw the spirits. "Long time no see."
"Same here, Sasha." Jake said. "You remember my wife, Kim."
"Yes, I do. Hi Kim."
"Hello, dear."
I watched the three as they talked. This girl interests me. She's not like the other mortals I've seen. Some run in fear when they seen a ghost appear. As so I heard. This one must be the Witch these two were talking about.
"How are things?" the Witch asked.
"Things are fine." Jake said. "We just finished catching up."
"We heard about what happened last month." Kim said. "You really stopped the Black Widow Bride on you're own?"
"I did." she answered. "It wasn't easy. But I managed."
"Hey, Sally. You ok?" a male voice said.
More footsteps came towards the room and the door opened again.
This time, it was a boy a few years younger then the girl with hair the color of the night sky and eyes the color of ice. His skin was the same as the girl's and was dressed in black and grey.
He gasped when he saw the ghosts.
"Sally, what's going on?" he asked.
Why is he calling Sasha, Sally? Is that her name?
"It's ok, Daniel." she said. She turned to Jake and Kim. "Kim, Jake, this is my neighbour, Daniel Fenton. He, his family and friends are spending the summer here. Daniel, these are Kim and Jake Parrs. They use to live on the island in the seventies."
I watched the conversation for a few minutes before the ghost couple decided to leave and disappeared through the wall. I turned my attention the teens.
"Why did you come up here?" the girl asked.
"I sensed something up here." he answered. "I thought it was my evil self."
"Your doppelganger? I thought you said he's trapped and being held at...what's his name again?"
"Clockwork."
"Yeah, Clockwork's castle."
"It is...I...never mind."
The two chuckled as they left.
I waited until the two mortals were out of sight and earshot.
"So." I said. "Old daddy has this boy's doppelganger. Interesting."
I grinned as a plan started to form in my mind. I flew out of the house and into the night's sky. I tore a hole in the veil that separated this world from the Spirit World and went through, the tear slowly repairing itself behind me.
Sally's point of view
I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache and a sore back. I pulled the covers over my head as the sunlight bled through the curtains and onto my bed. I liked the moonlight better. It's not as bright as the sun. My name is Sally Gem Preciosa, I'm eighteen and home home for the summer from my first year in college and I'm a Witch-in-training. No, I'm not the old fairy tale witch that can turn people into toads or put hexes on people. That's nothing but lame stories used to scare bratty children out of their wits. I'm a Wiccan, a White Witch. Practitioner of white magic used to heal and help those who seek it.
I slowly lowered the covers and looked at my alarm clock on my night stand. The digital numbers read 8:34am. The earliest I've woke all summer since I'm a heavy sleeper who hates early mornings. It was pointless to go back to sleep so I got up, got some clothes from my dresser and my make-up bag and went into the bathroom. A few minutes later, I walked out fully awake, my hair combed and held back in a high ponytail, my eyes lined with light blue eyeliner behind small round glasses, and dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue tank top lined with purple and black sandals. It was still to hot for socks and shoes.
As I was heading back to my room. I looked down to see my friends, both Ghostbusters from New York, Kylie and Eduardo talking in the dining room below. My parents are the owners of a bed and breakfast called the Raspberry House. A four story building with a dining room, kitchen, living room and office on the ground floor. Bathrooms and bedrooms on the second and third floor (only my family and I are allowed on the third floor) and an attic. I watched the two chat for a few minutes before I went in my room and closed the door behind me.
I set my make-up bag and nightgown on the bed and sat at my desk. Where my laptop and Book of Shadows rested. I turn on my laptop and logged onto the Internet. I surfed the Web for a few hours until my mom pounded on the door.
"Sally Gem!" she shouted. "Get up! It's almost noon!"
"I've been up since eight!" I replied, logging off the Internet and turned off my laptop. I just stood up and went to the door when my mom opened it.
"What are you doing?" she asked. "You better not be burning candles in here, young lady. You know how I feel about that."
Oh yeah, my family and the Ghostbusters knows I'm a Witch.
"No, mom." I said, rolling my eyes. "I'm not using candles in here. What'd you want?"
"Your father and I are going next door for a while. Please try and not go off fighting ghosts again."
"I won't make that promise, Mom." I said. "But there hasn't been any evil creature around so that shouldn't be a problem."
"That's good. We'll be back in the late afternoon."
"Ok, then see you."
"Bye."
Mom left and I returned to my desk. Ever since I defeated Constance Black the Black Widow Bride last month, my parents have been worried about leaving me alone with the guests or me going outside on my own. I hate it when my parents worry when I have everything under control. I mean come on.
I reached over and grabbed my Book of Shadows and opened it to the last entry in my Dream Diary section.
"I was walking along the road next to Lake Spirit when the water started to boil like it was in a cauldron over a fire. It kept boiling and boiling until this huge snakes made of water shot out and stretch about five or six stories high. I tried to run away but one of the snakes grabbed me by the ankles and pulled me towards the lake. I dug my fingers into the ground, trying to get a grip on something so I can pull myself out of the snakes' grip. But it was no use. The snake was too strong.
Your asking if that's it? That was all I remembered. The dream only two nights ago and it still feels like it just happen last night. I never got around to interpret it. I've been busy since two more guests booked rooms and I had to spent time cleaning and getting them ready. One of the guests already check-in. A Greek businessman by the name of Cletis Cyril. He's cool and all but there was something about him that I didn't like. I don't know what it was but I know it's not good. Why do I feel like I should run the other way whenever Cletis comes into the room?
I pushed that thought out of my mind as I rebooted my laptop and logged on to the Internet again.
