Author's Note:

I'm sorry if it took me a little longer than usual to update, but I wasn't sure if I should continue since it is taking awhile to get the story going and get to all the action but I really like writing it so I'm going to just keep updating as much as I can.

Oh! I had an OC turned in and there are still two slots open if anyone is interested! I'll post an official OC chapter as soon as I get the last two, those who send in a detailed OC will have all information posted to the chapter so I hope you guys will be ok with that?

Here is the current OC:

Name: Victoria Westfield

Gender: Female

Species: Fairy

Age:18

Owner: EverthingAtOnce

I was going to put the whole bio into this author's note but I decided I'll save it for the upcoming OC information chapter :)

Also! I wanted to include either a song or quote into the beginning of each chapter :D I thought it'd be fun!

Here we go!


"Those who are heartless, once cared too much" - Unknown

He should've stayed closer, but he was afraid that if he tailed her closely she'd lose it and start yelling at him….or worse, she might be one those people who lash out if their temper gets the best of them and he didn't want her to break her fingers if she tried punching him with all her might.

Alvin squints through the onslaught of rain, barely feeling the cool liquid as he tugs his hood lower, ignoring the feel of his soaked clothing settling against his skin, he can't catch a cold…but Brittany can, and she's still outside, he can feel the pull of her ring.

He pauses and raises a paw to shield his eyes from the sting of the rain as the faint scent of blood lingers on the chilled air, frowning he moves closer to the source to find the faint smudge of red on the concrete…..it's being washed away quickly and the scent that lingers on the wind is being tossed away swiftly…but her ring hasn't alerted him to the fact that she's in trouble.

Frowning he crosses the street, following the pull he feels the metal around his finger squeeze down harshly before the metal contracts and goes back to normal, looking around he catches the glint of the red gem sitting in the grass of a flower bed.

His chest tightens and he swiftly picks up the ring, feeling a rush of adrenaline as he looks around desperately for the chipette…but she's no where in sight….he stuffs her ring into his pocket before he can crush it in his palm.

The rage fills him swiftly and he lets it boil in his veins just beneath his skin, he grits his teeth and ignores the faint pain in his jaw from working his teeth so hard against each other, his teeth sharpen further and one cuts his tongue, drawing blood.

She's hurt…lost her ring, and now he has to resort to measures he doesn't like to take in her presence just to find her…..she must've been captured by something, something smart enough to toss her ring away so he couldn't find them easily.

He clenches his fists and starts off briskly down the sidewalk, worry gnawing a large hole in his stomach as he follows an invisible thread tying them together…his eyes have darkened to the point where they look nearly black in the dim weather.

If someone has her, he won't even bother to ask questions first.

Brittany finally decided to take refuge in a building….she didn't want to go somewhere too public because she knows she looks like hell…..so she avoided all the warm little restaurants and cafés, and instead let herself be drawn towards the neon glowing signs in a small shop window.

A palm reader…hopefully they won't charge her to just sit in there for awhile till the rain lets up, shoving open the tiny door she's welcomed by a blast of warm air and the scent of vanilla and jasmine, she inhales the warm scents and closes her eyes with a shaky breath.

Her body is still trying to recover from her episode earlier, her breathing is shaky and she can feel it trembling in her lungs, "Hello dear, come sit," Brittany nearly jumps out of her skin as a soft voice calls to her from further in the shop.

The place is lit only by candles…..and the walls and carpet are both shades of purple, the carpet itself is so soft that she sinks into the fibers with each step. It's not that creepy…there are some dolls, candles, voodoo stuff, bowls, jars and lots of plants.

There's statues too, and a very lifelike dark tabby one draws her attention, crossing the room she inches closer to the feline to touch it's porcelain side…..the cat's eyes open and it blinks, she surprises a yelp of surprise as the cat greets her with a single purr before hopping down from its perch and trotting off down a small hallway, disappearing behind a dark curtain covered in various sizes of stars.

Brittany slowly follows the feline and pushes the curtain open, eyes drawn immediately to the young woman sitting at a cloth covered table, a single candle illuminates her face and she looks up to meet her wide uncertain eyes, "I apologize for Rodney's trick, he likes to play games with our guests," She says soothingly as the cat hops up onto the table.

"She deserves it, dragging in rain and mud," The cat scoffs, orange eyes scolding as he looks to her with a scowl.

"H-he talks….."

"Yes, but you shouldn't be all surprised…..you are a witch after all," The woman stands and takes a shawl off her chair, "Come sit, I'll let you stay till you're dry and the storm has passed. We have to protect our own these days….." She sighs and drapes the shawl over her shoulders, leading her to the other chair poised at the table.

"You're a witch…?" Brittany isn't all that surprised…she figured she'll run across more 'mythical' beings sooner or later and the fact that she ran into the first witch surprises her, "I have so many questions, I-"

"Don't worry I'll answer them, but first would you like some hot chocolate?" The woman pats her shoulder gently before heading back for the curtain, Rodney's eyes have been trained on Brittany the entire time and she nods, meeting the cat's eyes now.

"It won't take long," She assures her, vanishing beyond the curtain, leaving her and the strange talking cat alone.

"So uh…..sorry about the mess," Brittany apologizes, pulling the shawl closer as she tries to make small talk with the animal….he rolls his eyes.

"I don't have to clean it…so I guess I can forgive you, I don't like water," He huffs licking the fur on his chest, "It is rare to have another witch in town…..most of the time they stick to hiding,"

"Why? We look normal….we're not dangerous….I mean…." Brittany swallows and shifts in her chair, unsure, she didn't know anything about this world…..she doesn't know the rules, how others feel…..

"Most aren't dangerous, no, but hunters and humans don't think that, they see something new and strange and they think it's dangerous, they want it controlled," The cat's eyes harden and his thin ears twitch as the soft clink of dishes reaches Brittany's ears, she turns in her chair as the woman returns with a tray carrying three streaming mugs.

"Here you go…I'm Astoria, and you are?" She asks taking her seat as she hands Brittany one of the warm mugs and sets the tray down before picking up her own, Rodney walks over to her and climbs into her lap without a word.

"Brittany, thank you for all this, helping a total stranger like this, it's very kind of you," She says taking a slow sip, the warm hot chocolate seeps down her throat and settles heavenly in her stomach, warming her through.

"Kindness shouldn't be shocking…..but you're very welcome Brittany, I'm happy to have you in my little place, can I ask how you came to be here? My shop doesn't really stand out and the rain should've kept you indoors," Astoria says as she eyes the chipette.

Brittany tenses slightly and looks down into her mug, "I got in an argument….found out some shocking things that I couldn't swallow at the moment and I'm still struggling with it….." she admits quietly, cupping her hands around the mug.

Astoria tucks a dark strand of hair behind her ear, now that Brittany's eyes have adjusted to the dim lightning she takes in the woman's appearance, Astoria looks to be in her late twenties and her dark hair reaches down to her shoulders and curl in faint ringlets around her face.

The woman has a tan complexation to her and her eyes are a light brown color, she has a few faint freckles across her nose and cheeks, "An argument?" She echoes raising an eyebrow.

"With a friend…." Brittany says evenly, should she even call Alvin a friend? He watched her grow up, helped her with her problems…..even though he kept a vital piece of information from her that shouldn't change the way she acts around him.

Astoria nods and sets her mug aside, leaning forward onto the table her eyes take on a serious glint, darkening slightly as she looks past the candle's flames, "Brittany…you know I'm a witch, so I'll share my powers with you, I have Sight, which means I can see various paths that the future can take….sometimes I see the end path but sometimes I only see the multiple possibilities, so I feel that I should tell you that your future has a lot in store and you need to remain strong even if you feel that you're not," She pauses and pity crosses her features, "You've been through so much and yet it's all just beginning, I'm an ally that you can come to if you're in need ok? Remember that,"

Brittany nods slowly, trying to ignore the anxiousness bubbling in her belly, "Thank you…..again…..I think I need your help now though, my friend says I control fire..?" she says uneasily.

"Oh an elemental witch, it's hard enough to try and control an element but fire is the most unstable…..are you wanting some advice and training?" Astoria asks smiling softly at her, sensing that Brittany was uncomfortable with the future talk.

"That'd be amazing, I don't know the first thing about being a witch…." She admits sheepishly, smiling softly.

"We'll start with a few books,"

"Why does stuff always involve books?"


Brittany wasn't entirely sure how she stayed with the kind older witch….she learned a few runes and simple protection spells that she couldn't wait to teach her sisters….she might even bring them by so they can talk and learn with Astoria.

She flips through the rune book, searching for the invisibility one Astoria had mentioned earlier, the older girl places three fresh mugs of hot chocolate on the table and glances at the quiet clock on the wall with a slight frown.

"Expecting someone?" Brittany teases lightly, looking up from the book with a small smile.

"I am, yes," Astoria informs her, sitting down just as the front door's bell rings, alerting them to their new guest.

Brittany frowns and makes to stand up, "Maybe I should go then, is it a client?" She asks worried she overstayed her welcome.

"Don't worry dear, you don't have to go yet," Brittany glances over her shoulder as the curtain parts and she fights down the sudden urge to bolt.

Alvin walks into the room dripping wet, a look of pure fury on his face as he takes the third seat at the table and takes the untouched mug of hot chocolate, Astoria doesn't even spare him a glance as she goes through her own book.

"Y-you knew he was coming?"

"You're always one step ahead Astoria,"

"Yes well, it comes with the blood I guess,"

Brittany didn't think she could be any more shocked than she is right now…"You two know each other?!"


Introducing a minor character I just came up with on the spot! You guys think Brittany will manage to use the runes she learned?

We'll find out sooner than you think!