Chapter 1: "I'm the oldest, so do as I say."
"Arabella!" Arabella 's head snapped to the side as a vicious slap landed on her right cheek. Making her feel as if a thousand wasps were stinging her. The heavy body that was pinning her to the wall fought for dominance in the brutal fight. "Justin stay where you are! I'm fine!" She yelled at her younger brother. Using all her strength, she pushed the banshee away. "Leaving Pain, Leaving fear. Remove this demon as if she were never here." With a blood-curdling scream the Banshee vanished. Arabella looked to right to see Justin looking at her. She sighed. "Come on. Lets go home." She said, quietly. Justin smiled and jogged over to his sister. The whole way back to her apartment she thought. What would happen if someone discovered what she was? How would that affect Justin? What would she do if they were going to try to kill her? And by they she meant the council leaders. The council leaders were the leaders of all witches and wizards. And if she or her brother or anyone for that matter broke the rules they would be history. Along with their ancestors. The Salem witch trials weren't because humans accused various people of having magical powers, but because The Council Leaders put a spell on humans to become paranoid. It was to remind everyone about the rules. And if they thought you broke them, they would send the humans to burn you at the stake. Yes they had innocent people die, but that's because they were probably born into a family of witches and broke the rules. The rules were simple...
Rule number 1: Don't speak about magic around humans
Rule number 2: Don't use magic for personal gain
Rule number 3: Don't fall for your enemy
Rule number 4: Do not ever tell the secret about witches
Break any of those rules and you might as well make your will. They finally reached the apartment. "Get some sleep. We have things to do tomorrow." Arabella told Justin. "Aww come on Bella!" He argued. "Justin. I'm the oldest, so do as I say." She smirked and went to her room, while Justin mumbled words to himself. When Arabella reached her room, she stripped of her clothes and took a long hot shower. Letting the water relax the muscles in her neck and back. After showering she looked at herself in the mirror. Her dark, fiery red hair cascaded in ringlets down her back. She had a slight tan. Highlighting her sea-green eyes. Dark lashes created long shadows on her cheeks. Most redheads have freckles, but not Arabella. Her skin was a clear glass, as soft as cotton. Arabella had the looks of her mother. She was the only one in her family that had red hair. Justin has brown hair and so does her mother and father. She sighed as she thought of her parents. They had died 2 years ago, leaving Arabella to take care of her little brother. Turning away from the mirror she slipped on a tank and shorts to wear for bed. Arabella slowly closed her eyes, reliving the accident that took both of her parents away...