Chapter Nine
Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state
A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake
No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber
Until I realize that it was you who held me under
Felt it in my fist, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs
No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world
And I could hear the thunder and see the lightning crack
All around the world was waking, I never could go back
Cause all the walls of dreaming, they were torn right open
And finally it seemed that the spell was broken
And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open
And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open
—Florence and the Machine—
Jake Armstrong had returned. Faye should've been happy that Nick's older brother was back right? Wrong. The blonde blue-eyed boy who had used her for his own selfish gain and then threw her away like a piece of garbage—she was definitely not happy. What made it even worse was that, like Adam, he took an obvious interest in Cassie.
Which shouldn't even bother Faye because, she didn't care. She wasn't supposed to be concerned with that fact that the second Jake laid eyes on Cassie, he started to use his charm. And in no less than a couple of minutes, he had her swooning over him even as she tried to hide clearly hide it. Nevertheless, it for some reason annoyed Faye.
Maybe it was because the blonde was flirting with the charming little jerk, while still brandishing her bite mark. It was barely unnoticeable now, due to how much concealer Cassie used, but the pattern of Faye's teeth on the raised skin was still there.
As of right now, Faye sat on the pier again holding her book of shadows. She opened the book and flipped through the pages before stopping to read a page that interested her. It was a fire spell that involved manipulating flames into forming and shaping an animal, much like the water manipulation spell Sarah had showed her when they first met. She closed her eyes, inhaling and exhaling as she cupped her hands together and focused on creating a flame.
Her hands felt warm and she opened her eyes to see a small flickering flame, it was large enough to form a bird out of. But when Faye chanted the words "tedentes elementa avis" the flames dispersed into thin air. With confusion written all over her face, the brunette pouts and re-reads the page to wonder as to what went wrong.
"Okay one more time," she said to herself, trying the spell one more time; only for it to result in the flame to dissolving into air again.
"What the hell?" She growled. "Why the hell isn't it working?"
'Your emotions.'
It was that voice again, the same one she kept hearing in the back of her mind everytime she opened her book of shadows. The voice didn't talk much, but when it did it, it provided enough information about spells she didn't understand. Information on things in the book, she couldn't comprehend.
"My emotions, what are you talking about?" Faye asked, receiving a chuckle as a response.
'Faye Chamberlain of the Chamberlain witches. Of all the other families in the coven, yours is known for having emotions influence your magic. Especially the strong ones like anger and sadness.' The voice informed her.
"If that's the case then why won't this damned spell work because I'm sure as hell mad right about now!" She growled; the voice simply chuckled once more.
'Apparently you haven't spent enough time reading this godforsaken book have you? Or even brushing up on your family's magical history…I suppose a quick history lesson is in order…' If the voice had a face, Faye was sure that it would be grinning.
'You see dear Faye: fire is your family's personal element, which makes every fire/heat involving spell you cast stronger than if the Conant's were to attempt the same, since theirs is water. Now, fire is a symbol of destruction and chaos—which is why almost every spell involving fire results in something being burned to ashes, when influenced by emotions like anger and hate, your power increases and if strong enough, you'd be able to incinerate your enemies.'
'But fire is also a symbol of love and passion, and my favorite lust, which is why every other spell based mostly on things like love, attraction and even sexual spells used on others, heightens feelings of pleasure and want.' The book's pages then turned on its own to stop on a page hadn't read yet.
'There's even a seduction spell in here, incase you'd like to woo a certain blonde blue-eyed girl into your bed sheets.' The voice said seductively, causing Faye to shiver in delight.
Quickly skimming over the page, Faye found the spell to be tempting and just be reading it to be deliciously enthralling. It was a strong spell, involving a couple of chants, a candle and finishing off with a kiss on the desired person's lips. Making the person become filled with lust towards you and only you; allowing their minds to be easily bendable.
'See? I'm sure you can imagine it now, just you and Cassie. Wrapped in each other's arms—'
The voice was then followed by a pair of images that were implanted in Faye's head. Depicting the brunette with her arms around Cassie Blake, their lips joined together in a passionate kiss. Faye's hands on the small of the blonde's back and nape of neck with golden tresses in the middle; while the blonde herself had her own hands entangled in the brunette's hair pulling her closer. Bare skin pressed against each other, the feeling was tantalizing.
Faye pushed those images out of her head, she was here to have some peace and quiet, and practice a spell or two. Not to fantasize about Cassie and herself being locked in a loving embrace.
'Okay.' The voice chuckled. 'Maybe sweet and gentle isn't your thing, but, I'm sure hot and heavy is.'
There were images again, except this time they were portraying both girls in a rough romp. Faye had roughly pinned Cassie up against a wall, her mouth devouring her pale and slender neck, collarbone, shoulder and last her plump mouth. The sound of Cassie's moans intertwined with heavy breathing excited her, for the fact that she could invoke such a rich sound. Nevertheless, it was just a vision that was implanted into her mind by the voice that called her family's book of shadows home.
A voice that held far too much power than it appeared to be. She didn't know as to what the voice's name was except that it preferred to be called "Luxuria", which was strange. It sounded foreign, maybe Latin or something?
"So what does that have to do with anything?" Faye questioned shaking those images away from her mind.
'Way to ruin a poor man's fun—anyways, what I'm trying to get at is that: since your family's main strength when it comes to magical powers is based off of emotions, having an internal war within yourself causes the spells to not work.' Luxuria replied before yawning.
It was times like these that the hazel-eyed witch would rather have the book of shadows closed just so she wouldn't hear the voice's name in her head. It was annoying enough to have it pop into her mind; all the while it would talk and respond the same way an actual human would. Hence the yawning.
"So now what?" Faye asked, her fingers tingling with anxiousness. "Do I stop feeling my feelings or what?"
'No, no, what you simply have to do is push away all these conflicting emotions and focus only on one. And I know just the spell to help you do that.' The now cheerful voice said and the pages turned by themselves an act, she was getting used to.
The pages stopped turning and stopped on a page titled: "Magna Tempestas". Faye knew, from reading a similar spell in Diana's book of shadows that this spell was to cast a storm. And since it was Luxuria who chose it, the spell was going to be powerful.
"Can you cast the spell? Is there anything else you can do since you're telling me these things?"
'I'm just a book. All I can do is provide wisdom and guidance which is through my words and—as long as you hold onto the book—mental encouragement.'
"Meaning…? You have to stop talking in riddles, it's really annoying."
Luxuria sighed, 'It means that I can only influence the emotions you have that are already there. Now, are you going to do the spell or not? I'm here to help…'
After reading the spell, Faye stood up with book in hand and closed her eyes. Focusing on the atmosphere, the sea and her tides; gently crashing into the shore with the smell of the salty air filling her nose. She could feel energy in the air shift and soon the calm tides that were softly crashing against the white sand of the shore grew rougher. The once cloudless sky became gray and it started to rain. Hard. Opening her eyes, the brunette found that the spell had worked. All that was missing was the added power to increase the little rain increase in size.
"More." She ordered of the elements at work, and at her words they responded.
Rain was pouring hard; the waves were thrashing about against the wooden pillars that held the pier up. The walkway beneath Faye's boots was now flooded and the wind was blowing strongly, causing the people around the boardwalk to raised their jackets over their heads and walk briskly for a place to dry off.
Right now, the storm had reached what would've been the pinnacle of storm she had conjured up before when Diana was struck by lightning. But, no one was here. Most people had left the boardwalk and the only few that were left, were a couple of teens running around in the rain. It was dangerous for them to be out, but their safety was far from Faye's mind.
A wicked smile formed on her lips, uncaringly dropping the now damp book to the ground beside her boots.
"More! More!" Faye yelled beneath the roaring winds and, the hunger for more power lacing her tongue grew more evident with each command.
It was bad, extremely bad. With each yell he heard his daughter make, the elements were growing stronger and violent. Standing beneath the canopy of a surfing store, Thomas watched as lightning flickered across the sky followed by the booming sound of thunder. Now people were briskly walking home. There was fear in the air, that much Thomas knew but as of now, there was a craving for more power in the atmosphere that startled him.
Nevertheless, he walked out from under the canopy keeping him dry and into the vortex of spiraling storms. With each step he made towards his daughter, battling the uncontrollable forces of nature with his own magic, his heart went through a series of palpitations. He had to get closer to the girl in order eradicate the spell. At a distance so close she would definitely see him.
But what would happen after the storm cleared? When his daughter saw him, he'd be frozen to the spot if his little girl laid eyes on him. But, he had to take the risk, for safety of the Chance Harbor residents. For her own safety.
Faye whipped her head around; having someone disrupt her moment of supremacy clearly didn't sit well with the brunette. Thomas took note that Faye's breathing had become erratic and her heartbeat was beating rapidly.
"Enou—" His quick spell to abolish his daughter's hold over the weather was cut short when an arm was suddenly wrapped around his neck and then a sharp stab into arm. The quick pain of the stab was gone was immediately replaced with the familiar burning of holy water entering his system.
The arm around his throat restrained the yelp, threatening to escape his mouth.
"Gotcha you fucking demon." A voice snarled in his ear, and Thomas cursed himself for being taken down by a mere human. And even though he could easily snap the human's neck with a simple flick of his fingers, the holy water in his system was numbing him.
"Night, night bastard." The human laughed dragging Thomas away from boardwalk, before hearing Faye's name being shouted amidst the downpour and soon he falls into unconsciousness.
"FAYE!"
Running across the flooded boardwalk was Cassie Blake, soaked to the bone, trembling from the cold temperature. She stood beside Faye near the edge of the pier, her cheeks were even paler than usual, and her lips were donning a light shade of blue.
"Faye, stop this right now!" However, her sapphire blue eyes were shining with something the brunette was unable to register with all the anger flashing through her own eyes.
"Says who? You're not my mother! You shouldn't even be here!" Faye barked. "Leave!"
"I can't, not until you stop the storm!" The blonde yelled back even though at this rate, it'd impossible to control the violent weather surrounding them. Faye obviously had lost control but continued to feed more of her magic into the thunderstorm, the lightning shinning across the dark sky and the deafening thunder reacting to her volatile ways. It was worse than the first storm Faye conjured up that Cassie had to stop.
It was far out of both their leagues even as she fought to stop Faye from causing any more damage. Although, that seemed to be a far off thought as a grin formed on the brunette's lips. She shivered, and Cassie hoped it was from the dropping temperatures. The look in her friend's eyes was beginning to make her feel uneasy. It was a look she had never seen before.
"Faye you've lost control you have got to stop—"
"Why, because it's the right thing to do? Well, I'm sorry if when it comes to controlling my magic that I'm not as powerful as you. But that's the thing, Cassie I don't want to control my powers if it's holding me back. And it has held me back." Faye's erratic breathing was enough indication that she was reaching her limit, and so was Cassie.
"Held you back from what?" The blonde snapped she was beginning to wear down from having to fight with her magic to calm the raging storm that wouldn't relent with Faye's help. It was draining her energy.
"From this-this…feeling, have you ever felt anything like it? The feel of the energy coursing through your veins, the adrenaline surging through your bloodstream—can't you sense it? You can practically taste the power on your tongue can't you?" The brunette grinned as the pier started to shake.
"And what cost? Having innocent bystanders run away in fear for their lives?"
"Then so be it!"
Cassie was astonished, and albeit frightened, by her friend's words. Shaking her head in disbelief, the blonde grabbed the wild witch's wrist to firmly get her point across and stop the storm the same way she did before. However, Faye caught her by surprise and roughly shoved her back, leaving her to fall onto the quivering pier. Getting back up, she fell backwards once more when a spark of lightning crashed in between her and the taller girl. Just like before, lightning started to strike the ground around them.
Trepidation filled Cassie when the dangerous bolts of lightning continued to strike the earth, not for her life, but for Faye's. Taking the risk, she tackled Faye wrapping her arms around the brunette's body tightly, never letting go. Lightning struck again, tearing apart the pier piece by piece, but the blonde held on.
Faye's hooded, enigmatic eyes were gazing straight into hers. There was a sort of fierce determination in their depths and the same rage Cassie had seen when she stopped Faye's storm on her first day in town. But there was something else, something she couldn't decipher. Was it finally fear that rationalized what she was doing was dangerous. Or was it a sadistic pride filling her hazel eyes with pleasure that now not even Cassie could stop her tirade even if it would cost them their lives.
"Please...Faye, this has to end." She pleaded, thinking of anything that resolve the situation.
"If you want it to end so badly then do something, or would you rather wait for Adam or Jake to be knight in shinning armor and save you from me?" Faye snarled with a wicked smirk.
"Fine." With one last shot, Cassie released her hold on Faye's body much to the brunette's relief only for it to disappear, when Cassie instead wrapped her arms around the taller girl's neck and locking their lips together.
There was fire. A strong fire, sparking through the intimate contact as a final bolt of lightning struck the edge of the pier, completely destroying the boardwalk beneath their feet. Leaving them to plummet into the deep waters below.
AUTHOR'S NOTES FOR CHAPTER NINE:
First of Happy Holidays to everyone! I'm sorry this took chapter took so long but I hope you guys liked it. This has to be my most action/magically packed chapter to date. I feel to proud! Thomas has been kidnapped, Faye lost complete control of her powers, Cassie shows up to try and stop it and we leave off with them falling into the ocean. As always, any questions? Suggestions? What do you think will happen next?
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