As I promised readers I'm done! I finished two chapters in a night so I think that is a good night. Before this chapter begins I want to clarify something. Recently, I am studying the Salem Witch Trials. There was a girl named Bridget Bishop. She is very important to this story. Now, obviously I don't know what she looks like so I will have my own description of her. In 1692, ( the year the Salem Witch Tiral occured,) Bridget Bishop was the first women to ever be hung in that village. Please keep in mind this is an important key in what will happen. Since this story does have eventful memories I want to keep it as real as possible. Some names you may not know but I will and I will post it like I am so you guys aren't confused. Thank you for bearing with me as I had to go through a history lesson of the past. I hope you enjoy this chapter and have a good morning! (It is 1:15 AM where I am at).
~Witch
Chapter Ten: Twisting Time
After the heartache of sobbing I finally managed to get my butt upstairs. When I spotted my room I went to my bed and collapsed. My life had changed forever and there was no way of going back. Hell, my life had been spiraling out of control for awhile now. I still had a million questions that needed to be solved. When Alessa had tried to ask about the Bishops' our…parents had said we would have to wait until they were ready to discuss it. Light footsteps had stopped at my door and I looked up. Alessa stood in the doorway her eyes red and puffy. I bit my lip still hurt of what she had said to me, but I knew those feelings would have to be put away.
"We have to know more, Luce. They won't tell us I know it" I smiled at her use of my name and she helped me to my feet.
"Let's go for it" I said linking her arm through mine.
The house was silent except the occasional sound of the washer and dryer going. We snuck into the computer room, which was my dads work office, and turned on the computer. I almost killed over with the thoughts of them catching us disobeying them…again. As I sat at the computer I thought of the reason why our parents treated us the way we raised. We were raised never to talk to anyone we didn't know. They told us to keep our heads down and never try to be seen, a sheltered life. They had done that so no one raised any questions about how we were raised. Come to think of it, no one would ever say how much we looked like mom and dad. In fact, no one did because we weren't related to them by blood. The internet screen finally popped up after an agonizing five minutes of waiting. I looked at Alessa once and she nodded. I forced my fingers to type in the letters. Ever so slowly, I typed in the words Sarah and John Bishop. The pages came up slow and as I scrolled down the page we realized there wasn't anything listed about them. A couple of sites had brief information of them. They had grown up in Boston, Massachusetts, birthday was November 2nd and December 3rd. strangely, and they had both died on the same night, February 5th.
"What had happened that night? " A curious Alessa asked and I rolled my eyes.
"Like I'm supposed to know" I said back and leaned into the cushioned chair. I pulled out my cell phone, (which I had recently found and, what do you know, broke another rule, No cell phones allowed when being grounded.) I dialed one number and it picked it up on the first ring.
"Lucinda, I'm so glad to hear your voice!" I sighed and smiled.
"Listen, Justin, we don't have much time" I continued on telling him about everything, the adoption and the Bishops. I had Alessa once talk to Jake but only for a few moments. He had been very patient with us. It was still new to us and I couldn't handle my emotions well. After ten minutes I slammed the phone down in frustration and rubbed my temples.
"What did he say, Luce?" Alessa said coming over my shoulder.
"They said to keep looking on the internet. Any spell involvement would require time travel and we can't do that. We aren't allowed and they won't help us. Only tell us to go online." I hit the keyboard with anger and a slow, evil grin came across my face.
"Hey, Aliss, grab your spell book, we're going to break some rules" I said and followed Alessa, who was already walking out the door.
Five candles stood in a circle with Alessa and I in the center with our spell book. Correction Justin and Jake's spell book. They had let us borrow it to learn our spells. We held hands and closed our eyes letting our bodies go into the phase of meditation. Relaxing was one of the keys. If you tried to do a spell while tense, it could ruin the entire spell. The words seemed to flow so naturally it just came to us. The spell had three parts to it, each part took around ten minutes to complete. After the first step, I was exhausted and wanted a nap. The second one was tricky. We had to use the elements to guide us through space. The black room filled only with the hint smell and feel of the burning power of the elements. Only one element could pass us through to the third step. If we choose wrong all our hard work would be for nothing.
"Choose air. Since we have to travel through space and blah we need air" Alessa pointed out looking at the sphere of air.
"Couldn't it also be earth? What if we stand on the ground while we're moving" I commented back.
"Dunno, Luce, we will have to see." Alessa said so sure of herself I was proud to be her sister.
We had finally decided on air. I was never good at deciding things but I took a dare and sided with Alessa. As we touched the air the world zipped past us with speed too fast to even explain.
"This is the third step" I screamed over the roaring sounds of time and speed.
Alessa grasped my hand with a strong grip. The travel was long and complicated. Many times we lost our concentration from the whiplash. We would get about a foot and then have to start all the way back. After what seemed like an hour we finally began to see a bright light. Coming to it the ride was less bumpy and curvy and more relaxed and smooth. The portal we had created spit us out and I opened my eyes. I looked around to see horse carriages and people wearing long black dresses.
"Alessa…welcome to the 1600s" I commented and nearly fainted.
"Lucinda, people are staring at us. We need to get clothes from this…century" I heard Alessa whisper in fear.
After realizing she was right, I whisked us away from the whispering civilians. After going into a clothing store I found myself a nice, proper dress. I smiled and twirled around in it. It was a black with some hints of blue and purple if you looked close enough. It also had a 16th century look to it. I waited Alessa to come out of the changing room while I looked at the rack where it held the dresses. She came out in one similar to mine but it had more blue tied in with the black. The paying wasn't much. It was the pennies that in our time would be worthless but here, it was gold. Walking out we noticed people were very cautious and there was a church. They were very religious. An older girl and her mother walked past us. The girl looked a couple years older then Alessa and I were maybe around sixteen, seventeen years old. I walked up behind her careful enough to keep my distance and tapped her on the shoulder. The mother looked around thriy maybe med fourties but you couldm't tell really.
"Excuse me, but what year is this?" I asked. I know, stupid question but I'm desperate.
She turned around and gave a confused look like we were up to no good. But she answered.
"Salem, Massachusetts, 1692," she said and I was stunned. Why would we go here?
"We didn't catch your name" Alessa hollered after the girl.
She turned, and smiled a bit, "My name is Bridget Bishop."