Chapter 2: The Attic
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"It spelled 'ATTIC'." Lucy said. Suddenly, a clap of thunder resounded all over and shook the manor causing the power to go out. Logan jumped at the sound and Lucy ran hugged up to him like a little child, a little frightened herself. Camille rolled her eyes and began walking to the foyer. Logan ran after his sister while Lucy grabbed the spirit board and followed suit.
"Don't you guys think you're overreacting just a bit? I mean,what's to worry about? We're absolutely safe here." Camille grabbed a flashlight from the table.
"Don't say that! In horror movies, the person who says that is always the first to die." Logan picked up the house phone, frantically punching in his boyfriend, Patrick's, number. He put the phone to his ear but didn't hear the dial tone.
"Great! The phone line's dead, it's stormy outside, there's a psycho on the loose, can this night get any worse?" The thunder clapped again making Logan jump. Thunderstorms always frightened Logan a bit. Even as a child, when it would storm outside, he would run into their Grams room and get into bed with her.
"What are you so worried about?" Camille put her hand on her hip.
"What am I worried about?! We saw that pointer move by itself and we've lived in this house for months now and we've never been able to get that attic door open." Logan said grabbing the flashlight from Camille.
"The attic's the least of our problems right now. We need to go to the basement to check out the circuit breaker." Camille walked
"We? You can go. Or better yet, Lucy can go with you to the basement, won't you Luce?" Logan said as all three Mitchells were gathered by the Manor steps.
"Nope, I'm heading up to the attic." Lucy began walking up the steps when Camille grabbed her arm, stopping her from going forward.
"Oh, no you're not. We already agreed."
"I'm not waiting for some handyman to come check out the attic and I'm definitely waiting until tomorrow. I'm going now." Lucy ran up the steps. Camille watched her sister go up the stairs. She nevertheless continued on her way to the basement. Logan tried tip-toeing away but Camille must've sensed it.
"LOGAN!" The brunette man jumped at his name being called in a manner loud enough to rival the thunder just outside the Manor walls. Wasting no time, He ran in the direction of his older sister.
Lucy got all the way up to the fourth story of the manor and reached the attic door. She proceeded to open the door but it was locked. She turned to walk back down the stairs when she hears a creak and turns to see the door opening.
"Ok...like the self help book said, Feel the fear, do it anyway." Lucy found herself walking into the attic. She looked around the room, only jumping when the thunder cracked and lightning flashed. Lucy expected something a little more mystical to occur the moment when she walked into the attic but found nothing out of the ordinary...or so she thought. As if her mind was read by some unknown force, a light from seemingly out of nowhere shined on a trunk, catching Lucy's attention. The youngest Mitchell was highly intrigued, so she cautiously walked over to the trunk and opened it.
Inside the trunk, there was a blanket next to a big book. Lucy picked the book up, blowing the dust off it, she sat down on the trunk lid and opened the book.
"The Book of Shadows." She traced the three cornered symbol next to the title of the book with her finger. She flipped to the next page and started reading.
"Hear now the words of the witches, the secrets we hid in the night, the oldest of gods are invoked here, the great work of magic is sought. In this night and in this hour, I call upon the ancient power. Bring your powers to we siblings three. We want the power, Give us the power." Lucy looked around to see if anything changed after she read those words. But nothing had changed. Little did she know, in the living room, the chandelier glowed with a brilliant blue light over a picture of the three Mitchells where they all were spread apart in distance but they magically were scooted closer together when the light stopped glowing.
"What are you doing?" Camille said entering the room along with Logan. Lucy jumped at the sudden the company.
"I'm, uh, reading what looks to be an incantation. It's from this Book of Shadows thingy. I found it in that trunk.
"How'd you get in here?" Logan asked crossing his arms.
"The door just opened." Logan raised an eyebrow in skepticism."Wait, an incantation, what kind of incantation?"
"I'm glad you asked! The book said something about there being three essentials of magic, timing, feeling, and phases of the moon. If we ever were gonna do this, now, at midnight on a full moon - is the most powerful time." Lucy beamed but her smile slowly faltered as she saw her older sister was not happy. Logan took this opportunity to jump in.
"Wait, what do you mean do this? What is "this"?"
"Receive our powers." Lucy reluctantly told her older siblings.
"Powers? What powers? You included me in this?" Logan complained.
"No, the little brat included all of us." Camille snatched the book from Lucy and read from it. " 'Bring your powers to we siblings three.' It's a book of witchcraft!" Camille threw the book at Logan who decided to read it while Camille berated Lucy. Meanwhile a man in a black hood stood outside the manor watching them.
"I can't believe it...another one dead." Detective Wayne Bruno said to his partner Detective Kelly Wainwright. Wayne stood at a stature of six foot two, with slicked back jet black hair, broad, muscular chest with a dazzling smile. Kelly had a beautiful brown complexion with loose wavy hair that came down to her shoulders. She wore a black trench coat over a gray pinstriped dress with black knee-high stiletto boots. Unfortunately, the two came upon another crime scene which occurred at the apartment of a young woman named, Serena.
"It seems like the killer's always one step ahead of us. What's his motive?" Kelly asked running her hand through her hair.
"All the women he's killed have been in their mid-twenties, all have the same Celtic, three-cornered tattoo, called a Triquetra. I believe. And they all have occult ritual stuff."
"First off, do I even wanna know how you know all of this? And second, you think he's killing occultists?"
"No, this guy's going on a witch hunt. You see this?" Wayne picked up a double-edged steel knife from the crime scene and displayed it to his partner.
"Yeah it's a knife and the murder weapon so be careful with that." Kelly crossed her arms and tossed her hair to the left side.
"Not just any knife. It's a ceremonial knife called an athame. Witches use them to direct energy."
"Enough with this witch stuff. Why can't she just be a woman who was found stabbed in her home?"
"Because she wasn't just a woman stabbed in her home. Was she found by an altar?"
"I don't see how this helps." Kelly rolled her eyes.
"Just answer the question, Wainwright."
"Yes. She was found by an altar." Kelly was reluctant about responding because she didn't want to continue talking about the witchcraft stuff. It just made her slightly uncomfortable to think of there being anything supernatural.
"Look, Bruno, if you get a lead, don't do anything without talking to me first."
"You got it." Wayne took off his gloves. As he was about to leave? he saw a white cat with a pink collar on the fireplace mantle. He walked over to it and picked it up. The cat purred as Wayne held it close.
"Be careful, that cat's been scratching everyone all night." Kelly said walking over to Wayne. Wayne smirked at her and took a look at the cat's collar. The same symbol tattooed on the three murdered women was engraved on the cat's collar.
"She seems harmless to me." Wayne chuckled and put the cat back where she was. He proceeded on his way out of the door when he was met by press and public relations. The first reporter who approached him was Patrick Bates, who was also Logan's boyfriend.
"Patrick Bates, San Fran Times, any comments on the murder that happened tonight?"
"A woman was stabbed. Plain and simple." Wayne said annoyed by the persistent paparazzi and press. He pushed through the crowd and walked to the stairs.
"THAT'S THE THIRD ONE IN THREE WEEKS." Patrick yelled in Wayne's direction but the detective just ignored him.
The sun rose over the hills and felt warm on Lucy's face as she drank her coffee sitting on the outside steps leading up to the house. Logan came out of the house and saw his sister and so he decided to join her.
"You're up rather early." Logan sat down next to Lucy.
"I never went to sleep."
"Don't tell me you put on a black conic hat and flew around the neighborhood on a broomstick all night?" Lucy chuckled at her brothers cynicism.
"The only broom I've ever owned was in a closet, beside a mop." Lucy sipped her coffee and wrapped her jacket around herself more.
"What were you doing all night?"
"Reading. Is Camille still here?"
"She went to work early. Reading what?"
"The book I found last night. According to the Book of Shadows, one of our ancestors was a witch, named Melinda Warren.
"Yeah and we have a cousin who's a wizard and went Hogwarts, an aunt who's part unicorn, and a dad who can turn invisible." Logan said sarcastically, standing up and headed to his car. Lucy got up to follow her brother and finish her point.
"Logie, I'm serious. She practiced powers, three powers to be specific. She could move objects with her mind, see the future and stop time. Before she was burned at the stake, she vowed that each generation of Warren Witches would grow stronger and stronger, culminating in the arrival of three siblings." Logan got in his car and rolled down the window while Lucy stood outside and finished talking.
"Now, these siblings would be the most powerful witches the world has ever known. They're good witches, of course and I think we're those siblings." Lucy beamed happily at her older brother.
"Look, I know what happened last night was weird and unexplainable but we're definitely not witches with special powers. Besides Grams wasn't a witch and neither was mom. So take that Nancy Drew." Logan rubbed her hand and started the car. Lucy shook her head and chuckled. Logan put the car in drive and began driving away.
"We're protectors of the innocent! We're known as the Charmed Ones!" Lucy shouted as her brother drove off. She headed back in to do some more reading.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
There's chapter 2!
Two things. 1. Wayne Bruno is a refined version of Wayne Wayne and Kelly takes the place of Darryl Morris for those who know charmed well. 2. I am updating Spying for Romance very soon. I've had writers block and been busy with auditions. Thank you to everyone who's stuck with my work for all this time. I don't take you for granted!
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