Authors Note: Soooooo... I decided to write a little bit more so that you can read about the fun story of how Willow met her cat Trouble :3 I think I will continue to just write little mini stories about her since you guys seem to like them/her so much :) I hope you like it! ^_^ -Tris
I was flying on my broomstick around Mexico when I felt it, the enormous pull of chaos. It normally meant that children were afraid and I had to help them, so I followed that feeling, flying all they way to a very small village in the middle of Canada. The year was 1698, I became this protector of sorts when I was eighteen. I should be 21 by now… you can do the math.
The pull came from the centre of my chest and grew throughout my torso as I landed on the edge of the small town. I pulled my hood up over my ears, not that I was really that cold but it was The middle of October, my eyes had started to glow with power as Halloween grew ever nearer. So I pulled my hood up so that I didn't scare anyone who saw me with my glowing orange eyes cause, apparently that is frightening or something. I walked calmly through the sleeping village, even though my body jittered and my skin crawled with trouble.
As I turned around the side of one of the log cabins I heard a small whimper of distress from a kid, at this point magic purple smoke seeped from my skin and flickered in clouds around me, almost as if the smoke had a mind of it's own. My cloak was wrapped around me, concealing most of my body, the dark purple cape would hide me till I knew what was wrong. I stood in the shadows, finding the boy easily enough with my night vision. He was just walking through the dirt road, probably heading home and he was crying.
The source wasn't completely obvious at first but I looked a little closer and noticed a dark shadow following him. I'd never seen anything like it before, and believe me in the passed three years I've seen some fairly min blowing things. Like flying reindeer and a gold star shaped guy who used golden sand to create dreams, weird stuff like that. But this seemed evil… or at the very least mischievous…
The black shadow zipped around the boy and zoomed in front of him. Not a moment later did the boy trip on a rock and fall face first onto the dirt, I would have given anything to catch him before he fell but he wouldn't have been able to see me, or at least much of me. It wasn't Halloween and no one has ever even heard of the Spirit Of Halloween so why believe in her?
Although the closer it got to October 31st the more visible I did become, I would look more like a ghost to him than anything else, and Man in the Moon forbid I scare him even more than he already was. I sighed as I watched him unsteadily pick himself up off the ground, tears dripping from his puffy reddened cheeks. He couldn't have been more than 10 years old, so why was he out here in the dark by himself? I followed him down the road for awhile, the black shadow seeming to have gone, but I still felt the chaos surrounding this poor boy.
I decided he must just be walking home from playing with his friends or something, he still cried, I could feel the fear and worry radiating off him. I kept my broom close at hand and slipped between shadows of houses, like a ghost. The black shadow appeared again as he walked beside a pile of logs, crossing in front of him then darting away. His arm brushed one of the logs ever so lightly and the entire lot of them tumbled over, he started to bawl. My heart felt like it was shattering, this poor kid! I hoped on my broomstick and took off in the direction the shadow went, I eventually caught sight of it, and it must of seen me too because it started to run away from the village. It was faster than anything I've seen before, but I was Willow the Wisp after all. This thing wasn't getting away to scare any other children, not on my locket.
Once I was a few feet away from it in the high speed chase I hurled a rope of magic at it. As soon as the sparkling smoke made contact with the shadow it slowed to a stop, as the smoke wrapped around it. I stopped and hopped off my broom, picking it from the air and walking slowly towards this… thing. When I got closer I was suddenly severely confused, it was just a furry animal. I was standing above the pile of fur as it struggled against the encasing of magic, which was useless. I have yet to see anything escape this magic stuff I seemed to create from my pours. Once it noticed me it stopped struggling and laid there, I finally understood what kind of animal it was when it looked at me, it was a cat. It had big glowing yellow-green eyes and midnight black fur, to me it looked like it was almost glittering like it had stars nestled in between the follicles.
It was definitely what was giving me the chaotic feeling, my body was practically vibrating. I hadn't really thought through this… now that I've caught it what do I do? Do I kill it? I really didn't want to… I had always had a soft spot for animals. It shifted in its Smokey cage and I noticed a white patch of fur on its chest. It was shaped like a crescent moon, I stared at it for a long time and knew then it was wrong to kill it. It was clearly made from magic, like me, and magic comes from the big man. Literally though, the Man in the Moon has to be huge.
The black cat seemed to just lay there, contently watching me, waiting to see what I'd do to it. I knew I couldn't kill it, not if it was a Spirit created by Him, which it clearly was… why was it hurting that little boy then? I flopped to the ground completely puzzled as to what to do. The cat stared me down, flicking its long black tail around behind it. It seemed friendly and harmless enough right now… I dissipated the smoke entrapping it and it seemed to stay put. I reached out a hand,
"Come'ere kitty," I cooed to it, "I'm not gonna hurt yeah." the cat stood, and walked with confidence into my hand, rubbing his head into my palm. Its fur was so soft and warm, it started to purr. I sat cross legged on the ground for awhile just petting it, my broom leaning up against a tree behind me.
"What are you little guy?" I asked, of course, him being a cat he didn't answer. Or at least I didn't think he would… but he stopped, looked at me and flicked his tail towards me, a black shadow shot from it and hit me in the chest.
At first I panicked, I touched my chest but there was no wound and I didn't feel any different. I still looked at the cat wide eyed, he stood and with black sparkles flitting around his paws walked in front of me, turned, and then sat down a few feet away.
"What the-" A wind came from no where then, strong and quick it knocked my broom from leaning against the tree it fell and hit me square in the back of my head.
"OWWW!" I protested as it landed at my side, I rubbed my head and looked at the cat. "Did you do that?" the cat wandered back over and curled up in my lap, purring as I couldn't help but scratch behind his ear. I thought very hard about what had been happening to the boy and what this cat just showed me.
"You … cause bad luck?" he continued to purr, what good was causing bad luck? Why does this thing even exist? I sat there until the sun came up, I really didn't have much to do… not for another week and a half anyways.
"What if I kept you?" I asked the cat who had jumped off my lap and was now stretching and yawning. "I could use some company. And, I seem to have bad enough luck as it is." I stood up stretching my legs as I joked about my situation. The black ball of fur sat in front of me, looking up at me like he was listening. "I think I'll call you…" I debated calling him 'Lucky' for irony's sake… but decided a better name would be "Trouble."
The cat licked his paw and rubbed his face with it before blinking at me a few times. I took that as a yes, I never thought Guardians could have pets, although I am kind of an unofficial Guardian. Keeper of the portal and all that jazz… I picked up the locket that was hanging from its gold chain from around my neck and opened it. I needed to start preparations soon which would mean I would need to find the portal still… I should have been looking for it's new location all year but I kept putting it off…
"Well buddy I need to get a move on, I already know you can keep up with me so, ready to go?" little sparkling shadows appeared around the cats feet and I hopped on my broom. Me and my new found friend headed off to find where the Spirit Portal was located this year, Trouble galloped beside me on my broomstick like he was running on the ground, but we were flying through the air. I enjoyed his company, I think I could get used to this.
