A/n: Okay I hope ya'll enjoyed the last chapter. I'm going to try and make this one a goodie... but come on people I need the reviews, it's you guys that inspire me to write!

One Year Later.

Today is my 11th birthday, happy birthday to me... yeah right, my childhood was stolen from me, by a man, a witch, I've spent the last year as a prisoner, living in the biggest house I've ever been in it's like some fancy manor house in England like you see on the TV, except this wasn't the TV and this was Scotland.
My parents raised me as a Catholic and I was taught that all witches are evil, I'm not sure about that but this witch is. The things he has done - I don't even want to think of them, it scares me. I've done a lot of growing up this year, and I already feel the worries of an adult. But the one thing I have learned is that I was lied to by my parents I was adopted and this man, the evil witch, is my father,he has the same eyes as me but I'm not like him, I don't want to end up like him. I learned I also have 2 brothers and a sister, I only connected with the youngest, Killian, he's nice, he seems to genuinely care about me and he's sad that his dad took me away from my family.
As a birthday gift Ciaran gave me this diary, he called it my book of shadows, I can write down my thoughts and spells I learn that I find useful, he told me that I am a witch with extrodinary powers, he said a power like mine is rare, that I shouldn't be able to do the things thatI can do at my age, if it means I have to live with this man who all of a sudden wants me to call him 'Daddy' and grow up to be just like him, I don't want to.
But I feel the magick flowing through me, and its so natural but it doesn't feel evil at all, he told me about my birth mother and I really wish I knew her, she wasn't like him, she was a good person, a good witch, is that why I'm not evil too?
Ciaran has been teaching me the basics of witch craft to catch me up to the level I should be at by now, and I'm enjoying it, it feels safe and I'm really good at it, it comes really easy to me... but yesterday he said that tonight we're doing some spell thing. A Tath Meanma Brac, basically we'd be like swapping everything (and I mean everything) that we know into each other, so I'll know how to do everything he knows how to do and know everything he knows, and I'm really, really scared, if I know what he knows will I turn evil too?
I need to get out of here

- Morgan x

"Morgan?" Ciaran's voice bellowed down the corridor, the young girl of only 11 came out of her room the constant look of sadness crossing her face, Ciaran's heart sunk, one day she'll be happy with him, she just needs to embrace her darkness, her potential. "Yes, Ciaran?" she asked

"Please, call me father, it hurts me to hear you call me by name," he asked nicely, her facedidn't change, "It's time for the ritual my daughter," A noticable tear welled in the corner of Morgan's eye, "Please, Ciaran, don't make me do this"

"You need to learn, this is the only way to make you stronger" he said, "there's some tea you need to drink and I've drawn you a bath then get into the robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door

Ciaran felt bad for the child, but this is the only way, she had a huge destiny and she needed to understand that, once she absorbed what he knew, she'll see the bigger picture. She's a small child but she's grown so much, and when she's ripe, the world will be at her feet.

3 hours past and Morgan and Ciaran were ready for the ritual, they were sat in the circle and the members of Ciaran's coven Amyranth have circled around.

"This will only hurt a little, my sweet," Ciaran said softly, Morgan screwed up her eyes tightly as she unwillingly let him go into her mind, taking things from her and giving her even more, I was hurting her head and she wasn't quite sure if she was strong enough to take it in

"It hurts" Morgan whimpered, "Stop it"

Morgan saw into Ciaran's world, and instead of understanding it like Ciaran thought she would, it feared her even more.

It must have been 2 hours when they finally separated, as soon as their minds parted Morgan collapsed, Ciaran swept her up into his arms and took her to her chambers and lay her into bed.

He sat on the side of her bed stroking her hair, he knew he had never portrayed a fatherly figure before, not even to his other 3 children, but Morgan was different, she had power, she was the daughter bore from his soul mate.

He silently left the room and closed the door behind him. As he did, Morgan opened her eyes, using her new found knowledge she spelled herself to make everyone around think she was sleeping when they cast their senses.

She could thank Ciaran for one thing, she now had the knowledge, even though she was only 11 Morgan knew how Ciaran worked, she knew now how to work her Magick, and well, but most of it was dark things she could never imagine doing, she was going to use them to escape, so she can find others like her who can help.

She thought back to the brac, Ciaran thought she was something called the sguirs dan, which in translation means the destroyer, which explains why she's so powerful.

Killian, she whispered in her head, sending a the message to her big brother, knowing he didn't have the power to message back yet as he was uninitiated she continued, Come to my chambers I need to talk to you, please.

A few moments later Killian knocked on the door and came in, closing the door beind him he ran over to her bed and jumped onto it.

"What's up lil' sis?" he asked, "I need to say goodbye" she told him, "Goodbye? Your leaving? Da won't allow it surely," Morgan smiled, "I know, I'm escaping, Ciaran shared his knowledge with me and I now I know how, but I want you to stay in touch" she scribbled something down on a piece of paper and handed it to Killian

"What's this?" he asked, "A spell," Morgan told him, "So you can write to me where ever I am, write your letter and on the envelope write my name, tap the name with your index finger and say 'send this to Morgan to where ever she be, sent from my heart is a letter from me' I wrote it, it shouldn't be detected by Ciaran, It'll appear on the inside cover of my book of shadows, as will yours, hopefully"

"Wow, you're strong, Morgan, will I ever see you again sis?" Morgan shrugged, "Maybe not soon, but one day I'll come find you, I promise"

Killian smiled and they hugged, Morgan cast a spell to leave her presence in the room so when anybody cast their senses she's still asleep in bed to them, hopefully it'll keep them believing long enough to get her far enough away.

"Hang on Morgan," Killian ran out of the room, and shortly came back in holding a ceramic pig, "You'll need this more than me," he said,he emptied out his piggy bank and about £80 in notes and coins came out, "Killian that's a lot of money, I can't take that" He nodded, "Yeah, it's my birthday money I was saving it because I didn't know what to buy with it, come on Morgan take it, I'll save it up again, hey when you come to find me you can give it back then and I won't forget"

Morgan smiled, "Okay then, thanks Killian" "What are brothers for?" he said with a smile, again they hugged and Morgan started to climb out of the window.

"Bye!" Killian loudly whispered, Morgan smiled and whispered "Bye, I'll see you soon"