Disclaimer: I do not own the Nightworld, the Millennium War thing, Julian,
Blaise Harman, or any of the other names copyrighted by L.J. Smith. I DO
own Circle Starlight tho, and all said character related to that.
Destiny's Choice
The Millenium was finally here. After ten thousand years of waiting, the Night People were ready. It was Midnight vs. Daybreak for control of the world. Circle Starlight was having an emergency meeting on Christmas day to discuss the upcoming battle. "All right everyone, sit down and shut-up," Angel Redfern ordered, tossing her light-brown hair over her shoulder. It fell in permed curls to her hips.
"Calm down, Angel," one of her best friends replied. Looking at the blonde across from her through yellow eyes, the vampire princess just sighed. Kat Vatavitch shook her head, brushing away her feathery bangs until the view through her violet irises was clear.
"Just tell everyone what we need to know," the boy next to Kat added. His dirty-blonde hair was unruly and in desperate need of a comb. Eyes of amber were clearly focused on the girl next to him. Angel sighed as she saw their interlocked fingers. Kitten and Austin Tyler made a cute couple.
"Okay, but only for you. Now then, you all realize we have only a week left until the Millenium hits, right?"
"But why does that affect us?" Derrick Johnson asked. His jade-green eyes clearly showed the puzzlement he was feeling.
"I thought I explained all of this to you?" another blonde asked, ruffling her younger brother's reddish-brown hair. Amber sat back with a mischievous light in her ice-blue eyes, but also had a serious look on her pale face. That serious look was an echo of Angel's pacing.
"When the Millenium comes the humans will lose their control over the world unless Circle Daybreak and the Wild Powers help them. The four Wild Powers have the blue fire in their blood, which will be used to fight the oncoming darkness," Derrick rattled off while rolling his eyes. Then he tugged on Amber's ice-blonde hair. "Happy?" He let the strand of pale silk go and watched it fall midway to her waist.
"But we're not affiliated with CD or CM," a deep voice broke in.
"So, Old-Souls do actually talk about sensible things," was the teasing retort. Blaise Harman fixed her storm-gray eyes on Sage Carter. The older boy stared back with hazel eyes, a peaceful attitude surrounding his entire body. "You're good," the witch acknowledged after a few minutes. The werewolf simply smiled and bowed his head slightly. He was the only one who had ever resisted Blaise's direct eye contact.
"Can we please get to the point?" Marik Tyler whined, Amber's head on his shoulder. Although the older of the two brothers, Marik wasn't always the more mature one.
"Chill out, Marik." That was Jason, always ready to take it slow. Although his emerald-green eyes were alert, the rest of his body seemed relaxed. But everyone knew he could spring into action at a moment's notice. 'Shifters and vampires were lucky like that. He brushed a strand of coal-black hair away from his face.
"Can you guys shut-up and let me talk?" Angel asked, starting to get annoyed. Men could be so trying at times.
"Sorry," everyone chorused in reply.
"Good. Now for the point of this meeting. In one week the year two thousand will begin. For ten thousand years our people have been cast underground while the humans freely multiply. Circle Midnight is all set to put the Night People back on top. But Circle Daybreak and the Wild Powers are willing to sacrifice everything to keep the humans safe. My question is: Where does Circle Starlight fit in?" Everyone was silent for a few minutes before Amber spoke.
"Why do we have to fit in somewhere? Can't we just go underground until this thing blows over?" The young man sitting behind her answered:
"Amber, that's almost impossible. If you're part of the Night World you're either a Midnighter or a Daybreaker. CS only exists to us and a few other groups. We legally don't have any say in this."
"What about the Night Raiders, Daemon?" Derrick asked the oldest witch, meeting his black eyes.
"They were CMers, but no one knows where they are. A few days ago they disappeared without a trace," Austin replied quietly. All eyes immediately focused on him.
"What did you say?" a girl with dark-red hair asked him, an edge of fear in her voice. Circle Starlight and the Night Raiders were long-time friends. The boy next to her patted her shoulder lightly, his hazel eyes meeting her emerald ones in a quiet understanding that only couples have.
"Don't panic, Ruby. If anyone can stay hidden until after the Millenium, it's us and the Night Raiders," the teen next to Angel assured her. His moonlight-white hair shone brightly as the sun's dying rays reflected off it. Eyes that were an indescribable color of blue made all the girls' hearts race if they looked into them. Julian was a seducer from centuries back, being the youngest Shadow Man.
"Jules is right. If they can get away from this whole stupid war, then so can we," Blaise agreed.
"So we're going to hide?" Ruby's significant other wondered out loud. Peter had a disgusted look on his face.
"It beats getting staked," Marik shot back. Angel stood up to dismiss the group. Her decision had been made.
"You guys have one day to put your affairs in order. The day after tomorrow we'll meet back here. Pack your cars with clothes, food, weapons, and anything you can't bear to leave behind. See you all then." They all walked out to their separate cars in silence and went home, contemplating the serious matter at hand.
* * *
Julian helped Angel pack up what she needed, but he noticed a strain about her mouth and a worried look in her navy-blue eyes. "What's wrong, my angel?" That was his loving nickname for her, and she smiled faintly at him.
"Nothing Jules." But the Shadow Prince knew his princess too well.
"It's about the phone-call from Ash, isn't it?" he asked, referring to the phone conversation between herself and a cousin, Ash Redfern, which had happened just yesterday. Angel whirled around to face him, her eyes a smoldering dark-green.
"Every Redfern is being asked to declare their allegiance. If they're not with CM and the Night World, they're being executed as traitors!" she yelled in his face. Then she pressed her face against his shoulder. 'My family is killing itself,' she whispered in his mind.
'We are your family,' he assured her, holding her close. She wiped away a single tear and smiled through her now chocolate-brown eyes.
"And sometimes more." They both smiled at the private joke and returned to packing. The rest of the group was due to arrive in a few hours.
* * *
Amber and Derrick were throwing suitcases into a small trailer when Marik and Austin arrived at their house. "Got everything?" Austin sarcastically wondered. He always marveled at the Johnsons' ability to pack everything.
"We still have clothes and more weapons to pack," Amber replied seriously. She decided not to let Austin's comment annoy her.
"Daemon and Jason are getting the food ready," Derrick added.
"Need help with anything?" Marik offered. Amber smiled at him.
"Always." The two of them disappeared inside the house while Austin and Derrick loaded up the other luggage.
"Are you guys taking all your hardware?" the older boy asked, pointing to a sword case.
"Yeah. And the bedrooms are almost bare. What about you two?"
"I'm taking Kat in the station wagon, so Marik is going with you four in Daemon's pick-up. Aside from loading dummy's gear into the trailer and Kat's stuff into my car, we're all set." Derrick mentally ran through the people who would be in each car.
"So it's you and Kat, Angel has Blaise and Julian, Peter's with Sage and Ruby, and Daemon is taking Jason, Marik, Amber, and me?"
"Sounds right. Look, I've got to go pick up Blaise and Kat. They're spending the night before we meet at Angel's at midnight. Before I go we'll load up my brother's junk." The two boys worked quickly and then Austin left. Derrick found the three other boys in the kitchen, then located Amber in her room, taking a last look around.
"Get some sleep, Derrick. We've only got five hours until we leave," she absent-mindedly ordered.
"I'll sleep in the car. Are you okay?"
"No. Mom and Dad will be left behind."
"They're buried six feet under. Even if people come, they won't think to look under the woodpile," he reassured her. She smiled softly.
"Thanks buddy. Now get some sleep."
"Only if you do." They both laughed and went to take quick naps before they would need to be at Angel's.
Destiny's Choice
The Millenium was finally here. After ten thousand years of waiting, the Night People were ready. It was Midnight vs. Daybreak for control of the world. Circle Starlight was having an emergency meeting on Christmas day to discuss the upcoming battle. "All right everyone, sit down and shut-up," Angel Redfern ordered, tossing her light-brown hair over her shoulder. It fell in permed curls to her hips.
"Calm down, Angel," one of her best friends replied. Looking at the blonde across from her through yellow eyes, the vampire princess just sighed. Kat Vatavitch shook her head, brushing away her feathery bangs until the view through her violet irises was clear.
"Just tell everyone what we need to know," the boy next to Kat added. His dirty-blonde hair was unruly and in desperate need of a comb. Eyes of amber were clearly focused on the girl next to him. Angel sighed as she saw their interlocked fingers. Kitten and Austin Tyler made a cute couple.
"Okay, but only for you. Now then, you all realize we have only a week left until the Millenium hits, right?"
"But why does that affect us?" Derrick Johnson asked. His jade-green eyes clearly showed the puzzlement he was feeling.
"I thought I explained all of this to you?" another blonde asked, ruffling her younger brother's reddish-brown hair. Amber sat back with a mischievous light in her ice-blue eyes, but also had a serious look on her pale face. That serious look was an echo of Angel's pacing.
"When the Millenium comes the humans will lose their control over the world unless Circle Daybreak and the Wild Powers help them. The four Wild Powers have the blue fire in their blood, which will be used to fight the oncoming darkness," Derrick rattled off while rolling his eyes. Then he tugged on Amber's ice-blonde hair. "Happy?" He let the strand of pale silk go and watched it fall midway to her waist.
"But we're not affiliated with CD or CM," a deep voice broke in.
"So, Old-Souls do actually talk about sensible things," was the teasing retort. Blaise Harman fixed her storm-gray eyes on Sage Carter. The older boy stared back with hazel eyes, a peaceful attitude surrounding his entire body. "You're good," the witch acknowledged after a few minutes. The werewolf simply smiled and bowed his head slightly. He was the only one who had ever resisted Blaise's direct eye contact.
"Can we please get to the point?" Marik Tyler whined, Amber's head on his shoulder. Although the older of the two brothers, Marik wasn't always the more mature one.
"Chill out, Marik." That was Jason, always ready to take it slow. Although his emerald-green eyes were alert, the rest of his body seemed relaxed. But everyone knew he could spring into action at a moment's notice. 'Shifters and vampires were lucky like that. He brushed a strand of coal-black hair away from his face.
"Can you guys shut-up and let me talk?" Angel asked, starting to get annoyed. Men could be so trying at times.
"Sorry," everyone chorused in reply.
"Good. Now for the point of this meeting. In one week the year two thousand will begin. For ten thousand years our people have been cast underground while the humans freely multiply. Circle Midnight is all set to put the Night People back on top. But Circle Daybreak and the Wild Powers are willing to sacrifice everything to keep the humans safe. My question is: Where does Circle Starlight fit in?" Everyone was silent for a few minutes before Amber spoke.
"Why do we have to fit in somewhere? Can't we just go underground until this thing blows over?" The young man sitting behind her answered:
"Amber, that's almost impossible. If you're part of the Night World you're either a Midnighter or a Daybreaker. CS only exists to us and a few other groups. We legally don't have any say in this."
"What about the Night Raiders, Daemon?" Derrick asked the oldest witch, meeting his black eyes.
"They were CMers, but no one knows where they are. A few days ago they disappeared without a trace," Austin replied quietly. All eyes immediately focused on him.
"What did you say?" a girl with dark-red hair asked him, an edge of fear in her voice. Circle Starlight and the Night Raiders were long-time friends. The boy next to her patted her shoulder lightly, his hazel eyes meeting her emerald ones in a quiet understanding that only couples have.
"Don't panic, Ruby. If anyone can stay hidden until after the Millenium, it's us and the Night Raiders," the teen next to Angel assured her. His moonlight-white hair shone brightly as the sun's dying rays reflected off it. Eyes that were an indescribable color of blue made all the girls' hearts race if they looked into them. Julian was a seducer from centuries back, being the youngest Shadow Man.
"Jules is right. If they can get away from this whole stupid war, then so can we," Blaise agreed.
"So we're going to hide?" Ruby's significant other wondered out loud. Peter had a disgusted look on his face.
"It beats getting staked," Marik shot back. Angel stood up to dismiss the group. Her decision had been made.
"You guys have one day to put your affairs in order. The day after tomorrow we'll meet back here. Pack your cars with clothes, food, weapons, and anything you can't bear to leave behind. See you all then." They all walked out to their separate cars in silence and went home, contemplating the serious matter at hand.
* * *
Julian helped Angel pack up what she needed, but he noticed a strain about her mouth and a worried look in her navy-blue eyes. "What's wrong, my angel?" That was his loving nickname for her, and she smiled faintly at him.
"Nothing Jules." But the Shadow Prince knew his princess too well.
"It's about the phone-call from Ash, isn't it?" he asked, referring to the phone conversation between herself and a cousin, Ash Redfern, which had happened just yesterday. Angel whirled around to face him, her eyes a smoldering dark-green.
"Every Redfern is being asked to declare their allegiance. If they're not with CM and the Night World, they're being executed as traitors!" she yelled in his face. Then she pressed her face against his shoulder. 'My family is killing itself,' she whispered in his mind.
'We are your family,' he assured her, holding her close. She wiped away a single tear and smiled through her now chocolate-brown eyes.
"And sometimes more." They both smiled at the private joke and returned to packing. The rest of the group was due to arrive in a few hours.
* * *
Amber and Derrick were throwing suitcases into a small trailer when Marik and Austin arrived at their house. "Got everything?" Austin sarcastically wondered. He always marveled at the Johnsons' ability to pack everything.
"We still have clothes and more weapons to pack," Amber replied seriously. She decided not to let Austin's comment annoy her.
"Daemon and Jason are getting the food ready," Derrick added.
"Need help with anything?" Marik offered. Amber smiled at him.
"Always." The two of them disappeared inside the house while Austin and Derrick loaded up the other luggage.
"Are you guys taking all your hardware?" the older boy asked, pointing to a sword case.
"Yeah. And the bedrooms are almost bare. What about you two?"
"I'm taking Kat in the station wagon, so Marik is going with you four in Daemon's pick-up. Aside from loading dummy's gear into the trailer and Kat's stuff into my car, we're all set." Derrick mentally ran through the people who would be in each car.
"So it's you and Kat, Angel has Blaise and Julian, Peter's with Sage and Ruby, and Daemon is taking Jason, Marik, Amber, and me?"
"Sounds right. Look, I've got to go pick up Blaise and Kat. They're spending the night before we meet at Angel's at midnight. Before I go we'll load up my brother's junk." The two boys worked quickly and then Austin left. Derrick found the three other boys in the kitchen, then located Amber in her room, taking a last look around.
"Get some sleep, Derrick. We've only got five hours until we leave," she absent-mindedly ordered.
"I'll sleep in the car. Are you okay?"
"No. Mom and Dad will be left behind."
"They're buried six feet under. Even if people come, they won't think to look under the woodpile," he reassured her. She smiled softly.
"Thanks buddy. Now get some sleep."
"Only if you do." They both laughed and went to take quick naps before they would need to be at Angel's.