Set after book 14 (although pretend the epilogue never existed!) so if you
haven't read all of them you are going to be really lost!
Hi! This is Loz and Sarz's first fanfic so soz if any spelling, grammar or
if the story is just plain crap! We kinda take it in turns to write so the
styles keep switching, soz.
DISCLAIMER: All characters in this fanfic are copyright to Cate Tiernan so don't sue! If you do, you wont get a penny 'cos we're broke!
Chapter 1: MORGAN
*I was surrounded in black. Jet-black darkness, darkness so complete and so infinite that it seemed like a never-ending pit tunnelling down to hell.
Then, a white-hot flash of flames flickered into existence, but faded just as quickly. The vision was so brief; it almost seemed like an illusion - a trick of the mind after being in dark for so long.
A screech of a hawk cut through the air, a proud predatory cry of enthusiasm as it bears down on it's prey. The noise broke the stifling silence, as if it had torn through the barriers which surrounded this desolate domain. With it followed whispers. Threatening, gentle - accusing, understanding. They seemed almost to tumble over each other, all vying for my attention.
In a pathetic attempt to dull the constant pound of bodiless voices, I clamped my hands in a death-grip over my ears. It came again, but I could see it clearly now.
An expanse of flames, so perfectly directed that it seemed part of something solid. Not the untameable wisps of heat that it was. What I thought it was. At least. From the noise a single voice could be heard, ringing out clear and true above the other senseless mumblings.
That voice brought about a stunned silence, it demanded absolute command.
The tongues of fire rushed at me, accompanied by the faint sound of flapping wings. I braced myself for the unbearable sensation of searing heat I was bound to feel.*
I sprang awake, slapping at my arms expecting to feel pain. Heat. Something, at least. I glanced around quickly, disorientated. Until I finally looked down to the book lying in my lap, a BOS. Mine.
'It's amazing my parents let me come! A whole eight weeks - in a different country being taught about Wicca of all things. And all alone with a -boy- no less!'
I laughed quietly to myself. "Of course. Airplane. Scotland. Just a dream.", I laughed again, relieved, making mental note to tell Hunter about my. interesting dream experience. After the whole Selene incident, I didn't want to take any chances.
Oh, Hunter. I looked at my muirin breatha dan, who was sitting next to me. He looked so cute, sleeping. He'd grown his light blond hair out a little, so it now fell haphazardly over his closed eyes.
My staring was so intense; I hardly noticed when his eyes opened. Revealing a pair of beautiful green eyes, that seemed to reflect the same happiness, which felt bubbling up inside me. He grinned at me and my heart skipped a beat, all thoughts of dream just floated out of the window waiting to be reclaimed at a much later date. I blushed slightly and returned the favour.
"What are you doing?" he asked in his perfect English accent.
"I couldn't sleep so I decided to read a book and then I realised they're in my suitcase" I told him and he frowned.
"Are we the only ones on the plane awake?" He asked softly, as if he had something planned.
"Apart from the Pilot I think so, why?" I asked wondering what he was smiling about. "Why do y-" Hunter cut my off mid-sentence by placing a lone finger over my lips. He smiled that funny little smile of his and reached into his pocket.
"Wait a second, Love. I've got a present for you." He pulled out a little black box, a little black jewellery box. Big enough to fit a ring in.
Thoughts rushed through my head. Is he gonna ask me to marry him? While in an incredibly uncomfortable plane while flying to Scotland? I mean, like, I'm not one of those people into all that romantic fluffy stuff, but to be proposed to on a plane of all places! And we're only 17! Well. Hunter's 19 but still! So while I was thinking I totally ignored poor Hunter and the word that managed to escape by numbed lips was a small 'Eeep' of exclamation.
Oh dear. Hunter's finished his speech! What do I say? What did he say! "Oh... Um... Ah. No! I mean. It's not that don't want to or anything . but um. we're like a bit. young?" I stuttered out a string of meaningless of words, totally not noticing the weird looks Hunter was giving, looks that were slowly changing to that of amusement.
Hunter glanced at me for a few seconds longer then burst out laughing. I could feel the familiar red flush rush over my face. "Morgan! Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?"
"I. I think I just made a total fool of myself, didn't I?" I asked after he stopped laughing and looked me in the eye.
"It's not that I don't love you but you're a bit young, don't you think?" he asked, a look of astonishment on his face.
"I can't believe I just assumed that" I said with the last of my dignity.
Hunter grinned at me and shook his head. "Anyway as I was saying. Which you obviously weren't listening to anyway, so I might as well say it again."
"Uh, yeah. You kind of lost me at the whole little black box thing. Sorry."
"So, this a Claddagh ring. Not an engagement ring. Hunter paused again to wait for the words to sink in.
"A Claddagh ring.?" I asked, a mask of pure childhood confusion gracing my face.
"Yes. It's basically a way of saying I'll be yours forever." .He told me, making me feel I knew nothing (which he does very often).
"Uhhhh. well I don't know what to say" I replied my face turning red all over again.
"You don't have to say anything but your eyes have big black ring around them and we'll be landing in about four hours, and you'll probably get started on the books straight away, so I recommend some sleep. Okay?" He said with that wolfish smile he has when he's got an idea.
"Not until you tell me what you're planning!" I said, reaching out with my senses. Hunter just smiled mysteriously and pushed up the armrest that separated his seat from mine. "What are doing?" I asked, but I couldn't help but smile back. He pulled me over to him, resting my head against his chest.
"Getting comfortable, Love", he kissed me gently on top of my head. "Now sleep. Unless you want me to sing a lullaby?"
I grinned, again. This trip seems to be full of grins and smiles! "No, shut up before I shut you up myself!"
"Oh? And how would you do that?"
"Do. Not. Even. Go. There. Now sleep." I said trying to hide a smile.
"Come on tell me, how would you shut me up?" He asked with mock seriousness.
"Hunter.I'm warning you now. SHUT UP!" I said trying hard not laugh.
"Answer me or I'll never let you sleep.
"You can only talk to me and I can sleep through that. Anyway, please let me sleep." I turned my head slightly to look at him, with all of the childish innocence that I could muster.
"Fine." Hunter sighed and leaned back. "But. You owe me an answer later."
"Whatever." I mumbled, as we both drifted through the gates of La La land in a peaceful slumber, resting in each other's arms.
The End of Chapter One Loz: So the end of chapter one! Please tell us what you think! Click the happy little review button down there!
Sarz: And plz tell us any ideas of embarrassing Morgan, as Loz loves to do it, especially around Hunter.
Loz: And lots of romantic fluffy goodness! *Sniff sniff* Sarz wouldn't let me put much in . WAAAAH!
Sarz: Eeeuuuw!!!!!! BTW SHE'S CRAZY!
Loz: Am Not!
Sarz: Whatever lets carry on writing now!? K?
Loz: WAIT! I want to bring a guest in!
*Loz Runs off stage (or wherever it is where they are sitting)* Drags on a chibi Julian from L.J.Smith's Forbidden Game*
Loz: WAIII! *Glomps poor unsuspecting shadowman *
Sarz: Thanx 4 reading!
DISCLAIMER: All characters in this fanfic are copyright to Cate Tiernan so don't sue! If you do, you wont get a penny 'cos we're broke!
Chapter 1: MORGAN
*I was surrounded in black. Jet-black darkness, darkness so complete and so infinite that it seemed like a never-ending pit tunnelling down to hell.
Then, a white-hot flash of flames flickered into existence, but faded just as quickly. The vision was so brief; it almost seemed like an illusion - a trick of the mind after being in dark for so long.
A screech of a hawk cut through the air, a proud predatory cry of enthusiasm as it bears down on it's prey. The noise broke the stifling silence, as if it had torn through the barriers which surrounded this desolate domain. With it followed whispers. Threatening, gentle - accusing, understanding. They seemed almost to tumble over each other, all vying for my attention.
In a pathetic attempt to dull the constant pound of bodiless voices, I clamped my hands in a death-grip over my ears. It came again, but I could see it clearly now.
An expanse of flames, so perfectly directed that it seemed part of something solid. Not the untameable wisps of heat that it was. What I thought it was. At least. From the noise a single voice could be heard, ringing out clear and true above the other senseless mumblings.
That voice brought about a stunned silence, it demanded absolute command.
The tongues of fire rushed at me, accompanied by the faint sound of flapping wings. I braced myself for the unbearable sensation of searing heat I was bound to feel.*
I sprang awake, slapping at my arms expecting to feel pain. Heat. Something, at least. I glanced around quickly, disorientated. Until I finally looked down to the book lying in my lap, a BOS. Mine.
'It's amazing my parents let me come! A whole eight weeks - in a different country being taught about Wicca of all things. And all alone with a -boy- no less!'
I laughed quietly to myself. "Of course. Airplane. Scotland. Just a dream.", I laughed again, relieved, making mental note to tell Hunter about my. interesting dream experience. After the whole Selene incident, I didn't want to take any chances.
Oh, Hunter. I looked at my muirin breatha dan, who was sitting next to me. He looked so cute, sleeping. He'd grown his light blond hair out a little, so it now fell haphazardly over his closed eyes.
My staring was so intense; I hardly noticed when his eyes opened. Revealing a pair of beautiful green eyes, that seemed to reflect the same happiness, which felt bubbling up inside me. He grinned at me and my heart skipped a beat, all thoughts of dream just floated out of the window waiting to be reclaimed at a much later date. I blushed slightly and returned the favour.
"What are you doing?" he asked in his perfect English accent.
"I couldn't sleep so I decided to read a book and then I realised they're in my suitcase" I told him and he frowned.
"Are we the only ones on the plane awake?" He asked softly, as if he had something planned.
"Apart from the Pilot I think so, why?" I asked wondering what he was smiling about. "Why do y-" Hunter cut my off mid-sentence by placing a lone finger over my lips. He smiled that funny little smile of his and reached into his pocket.
"Wait a second, Love. I've got a present for you." He pulled out a little black box, a little black jewellery box. Big enough to fit a ring in.
Thoughts rushed through my head. Is he gonna ask me to marry him? While in an incredibly uncomfortable plane while flying to Scotland? I mean, like, I'm not one of those people into all that romantic fluffy stuff, but to be proposed to on a plane of all places! And we're only 17! Well. Hunter's 19 but still! So while I was thinking I totally ignored poor Hunter and the word that managed to escape by numbed lips was a small 'Eeep' of exclamation.
Oh dear. Hunter's finished his speech! What do I say? What did he say! "Oh... Um... Ah. No! I mean. It's not that don't want to or anything . but um. we're like a bit. young?" I stuttered out a string of meaningless of words, totally not noticing the weird looks Hunter was giving, looks that were slowly changing to that of amusement.
Hunter glanced at me for a few seconds longer then burst out laughing. I could feel the familiar red flush rush over my face. "Morgan! Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?"
"I. I think I just made a total fool of myself, didn't I?" I asked after he stopped laughing and looked me in the eye.
"It's not that I don't love you but you're a bit young, don't you think?" he asked, a look of astonishment on his face.
"I can't believe I just assumed that" I said with the last of my dignity.
Hunter grinned at me and shook his head. "Anyway as I was saying. Which you obviously weren't listening to anyway, so I might as well say it again."
"Uh, yeah. You kind of lost me at the whole little black box thing. Sorry."
"So, this a Claddagh ring. Not an engagement ring. Hunter paused again to wait for the words to sink in.
"A Claddagh ring.?" I asked, a mask of pure childhood confusion gracing my face.
"Yes. It's basically a way of saying I'll be yours forever." .He told me, making me feel I knew nothing (which he does very often).
"Uhhhh. well I don't know what to say" I replied my face turning red all over again.
"You don't have to say anything but your eyes have big black ring around them and we'll be landing in about four hours, and you'll probably get started on the books straight away, so I recommend some sleep. Okay?" He said with that wolfish smile he has when he's got an idea.
"Not until you tell me what you're planning!" I said, reaching out with my senses. Hunter just smiled mysteriously and pushed up the armrest that separated his seat from mine. "What are doing?" I asked, but I couldn't help but smile back. He pulled me over to him, resting my head against his chest.
"Getting comfortable, Love", he kissed me gently on top of my head. "Now sleep. Unless you want me to sing a lullaby?"
I grinned, again. This trip seems to be full of grins and smiles! "No, shut up before I shut you up myself!"
"Oh? And how would you do that?"
"Do. Not. Even. Go. There. Now sleep." I said trying to hide a smile.
"Come on tell me, how would you shut me up?" He asked with mock seriousness.
"Hunter.I'm warning you now. SHUT UP!" I said trying hard not laugh.
"Answer me or I'll never let you sleep.
"You can only talk to me and I can sleep through that. Anyway, please let me sleep." I turned my head slightly to look at him, with all of the childish innocence that I could muster.
"Fine." Hunter sighed and leaned back. "But. You owe me an answer later."
"Whatever." I mumbled, as we both drifted through the gates of La La land in a peaceful slumber, resting in each other's arms.
The End of Chapter One Loz: So the end of chapter one! Please tell us what you think! Click the happy little review button down there!
Sarz: And plz tell us any ideas of embarrassing Morgan, as Loz loves to do it, especially around Hunter.
Loz: And lots of romantic fluffy goodness! *Sniff sniff* Sarz wouldn't let me put much in . WAAAAH!
Sarz: Eeeuuuw!!!!!! BTW SHE'S CRAZY!
Loz: Am Not!
Sarz: Whatever lets carry on writing now!? K?
Loz: WAIT! I want to bring a guest in!
*Loz Runs off stage (or wherever it is where they are sitting)* Drags on a chibi Julian from L.J.Smith's Forbidden Game*
Loz: WAIII! *Glomps poor unsuspecting shadowman *
Sarz: Thanx 4 reading!