Author: I don't claim the rights of twilight. I'm just having fun
"You've outdone yourself,Verity." With her eyes out the window, staring at the cars that passed her apartment in Lake Oswego, Oregon, she held onto the small cheesecake-oreo cupcake she'd made herself.
"For One Hundred and Sixty Six ,you sure can cook." She snorted before taking a bite and admiring the superb taste of her handiwork.
Her thick chocolate hair was fastened in a fishtail dutch braid that fell to the center of her back. Her sister, Mags(as Verity liked to call her), obsessed over all things fashion like Verity did with music. Which meant Verity always ended up as her sister's "personal project", as Maggie would say. Whether it was hair ,makeup, or clothes there was always something Maggie wanted to try on her little sister.
Maggie crossed her arms over her chest as she entered the kitchen. She narrowed her eyes at Verity before snapping her finger and causing the cupcake in Verity's hand to vanish.
Verity, who had been about to take another bite, bit into the air before turning on her sister. "Hey! That was the last piece!"
Maggie's eye went large. "That was a twenty four cup muffin tin! I had two." She used her fingers to show the amount as she said it before continuing. "You literally ate the rest? That's a new level of gluttony even for you."
Verity shrugged as the sarcastic smirk her sister had grown accustomed to now played on her lips. "Not my personal best but there's still a few bags of potato chips I can scarf before midnight to really make this day the ultimate food eating challenge "
Maggie giggled before shaking her head. "Gross" she said before snapping her fingers again and making the cupcake reappear on their kitchen counter.
"Besides" Verity started out before Baggins, her all black cat, leaped onto their window seal in the kitchen, making his presence known. "Baggins is the real culprit here." She pointed over her shoulder as Baggins seemed to acknowledge her ratting him out and swished his smug little tail in response.
"Fat cat." Maggie said with a grin.
A low growling-meow of annoyance escaped Baggins' throat as his green eyes now faced Maggie menacingly.
"Hence, the Hobbit name." Verity said playfully. With another meow, Baggins jolted across the kitchen and headed toward Verity's room clearly not in the mood for teasing.
"If that cat could hex." Verity said through laughs as she shook her head.
"Speaking of hex." Maggie raised an eyebrow as she rubbed her hands together with a villainous grin. "I've found our lessoner."
"Girl or guy?" Verity asked before reaching for the cupcake her sister had made reappear moments earlier.
"It has to be Jenna James. Her bitter tasting vanity gets worse over time."
Verity made a stink face. As a conjurer, humans auras were not just seen through colors but occasionally affected a conjurer's senses. Sometimes it left a sweet or bitter taste in their mouths depending on a humans' good or horrible nature.
"Yikes." Verity said as the familiar bitter taste of vanity crossed her mind, and Jenna was no exception.
"You know the laws." Verity stated casually, ushering her sister to continue. Conjurers were bound by either light or dark magic. If a conjurer were to meddle in a human's' life, it had to be for good intent, otherwise it could teeter awfully close into black magic, which seduced the mind and corrupted the immortal soul of a conjurer forever.
Knowing Verity was wanting her to explain further as to why she'd chosen Jenna as the next human to learn a lesson through a harmless but effective hex, Maggie continued.
"Verity, come on, you know it's her." She's a bully. Everyday the people around her are used in her cruel and sick games to be on top. I'm telling you, we've been in Portland for six months now, and Jenna's the one. You've seen how she treats the other girls in school, but today she admitted to Mallory-" Maggie paused as she raised a finger as if to bring up a point, "Mallory's her little minion, ya' know, the short girl with blonde hair?" When Verity nodded Maggie continued. "Anyway, while I was in the bathroom stall, she admitted to kissing Josh at the party just so Ashlee would see "
Verity gasped as her sister nodded in an- I told you she was the one- sort of way.
"But Ashlee is so sweet and she's had a crush on Josh for years!"
"Exactly!" Maggie said as her arms raised above her head. "Jenna is up for bitch of the year award and I'm sure that's why Ashlee wasn't in your class today."
Verity nodded in agreement. "It would explain why I felt her crying today. I knew when I texted her to see if she was okay and she said she was out sick, there was something she wasn't telling me."
Verity had grown to really care for Ashlee Cummings over the last few months since arriving to Portland. Unlike most popular girls, Ashlee hadn't been popular for her beauty but her sense of humor. She was clever, intelligent, and nice to everyone at school. She'd also been best friends with Josh Ryan since elementary school, which despite weighing over two hundred pounds at the age of seventeen(and in Verity's mind this meant nothing of Ashlee's character but humans could be cruel and high school was known for its' outward-appearance-obession) meant no one ever had the nerve to say a word to the schools starting quarterback's best gal pal.
Verity took another bite of cupcake, sighing at the thought of such a sweet girl like Ashlee being hurt.
When Verity had first met Ashlee, she'd been walking near the lake, pushing herself to lose weight. Ashlee's motivation was a vibrant blue aura that impressed Verity and it was the reason she'd approached Ashlee.
Overtime, her weight began to drop, and Verity remained encouraging, but constantly told Ashlee losing the weight should be for herself and no one else.
When she'd gotten down to one hundred thirty pounds, Jenna took notice, and for the first time Jenna clearly believed she might lose her throne at school.
"Jenna's threatened by Ashlee now." Verity started out. "Well Maggie, I saw we meddle." Verity took her last bite before wiping any crumbs on her fingers away, placing her palms toward the cieling.
Maggie, nodding in agreement, placed her hands on top of her sister's. With their eyes firmly shut the familiar white glow of a light conjurer's magic began to gleam around them as the color became more vibrant as the sister's words came out in unison.
"Though Jenna glow green with envy, we grant thee the power to see to see. Though Jenna glow green with envy, we grant thee the power to see to see."
Their words began to echo down the hall and through the wall as if being carried away. To a human, their spell would traveled by like a sudden brush of wind, but to another conjurer it would have been as audible as the time they'd said it. The hex made it's way through town until it would reach its' destination: Jenna James' dreams. Being light conjurers, Verity and Maggie used their magic for good and loved what they called "The Christmas Carol Hex." In which always showed the person what lay ahead if they continued down their wicked ways. Nothing was ever forced by the Banks sisters. Humans, by law of nature, had a choice to be who they desired. But that didn't mean people couldn't be advised. Whether Jenna chose to be transformed by her dream for good was entirely up to her.
Verity opened her eyes harshly, as she pulled back from her sister's grasp. "Did you feel the aura?"
The white glow from their magic disappeared instantly as Maggie nodded. Anger grew in Maggie's eyes as her hands went into fists. No human could give off such a cold aura. It was one of ice and a thirst for blood. The aura of another immortal being that had taken the life of their mother years ago.
A look of hatred seemed to pass over Maggie,as the memory of their mother came to mind.
In a low voice that was fueled with all the resentment she'd felt these long years, Maggie spoke one word.
"Vampire."
A/N
The end of chapter 1! It was a little longer just for introduction purposes. As the story progresses more will be explained regarding what a "conjurer" is in my story.
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