Diana stood in the centre of Melissa, Cassie, Adam, Faye and Jake. She didn't know what had been happening in her home town whilst she was travelling with Grant and even though very curious she wasn't sure she'd want to know either.
Grant!
Diana's looked over Jake, which proved to be quite a mission due to him being the tallest circle member, trying to spot her boyfriend amongst the wreck and rubble caused by the battle; she hesitated when Grant wasn't in plain sight.
'Wait, where are you going?' Cassie interrogated, drawing her arm forwards to stop her sister's movement.
'Get!' Diana screamed as her arm came in contact with her sister's. Realising her aggressive tone directed at her teary sister, she immediately stopped and briefly explained why she was going.
'I need to find Grant; he's seen everything that happened. I need to see if he's okay.' Upon finishing her sentence Diana stormed off, pushing her way past a drowsy Faye.
Adam could feel the tense and stressful atmosphere in the wrecked room and decided to finally leave properly. 'I'm going; I can't deal with what's happened here. I'm going home…' Adam stood facing his four peers for a few seconds indicating that they should head home too, and once he saw their eyes twitch in response, he turned around and walked to the nearest visible fire exit he could find.
His black leather shoes weren't designed to jump and step on rubble and materials that were damaged and really hot. The intense feeling of the recent events sent gushes of cold icy air along Adam's spine to his head resulting in sweat. Wiping away this excess liquid on his temples he headed out and took a left to where his car was parked.
'They wrecked your car Adam, I'm sorry,' Adam tired with stress turned to the voice nonetheless. It was Diana. And once he looked in the same direction Diana was looking in, he understood.
'They drove off, before I could do anything or call for help.'
'It's ok, I don't care. Nothing a few magic tricks can't solve eh?' Adam said replying to Diana also staring at the sympathy in his ex-girlfriend's eyes. 'Where's Grant, is he okay?'
'I umm, couldn't find him. I'm gonna head home anyway, I'll find him there. And could you give this letter to Cassie, It's very important and I'm getting late. Bye.' Diana dropped a sealed white envelope in Adam's blazer pocket and finally smiled at him unsure whether she'd be meeting him again.
Diana turned around pacing towards Grant's car, which he left for her to drive back to his boss' boat. Due to the worrying thoughts circling in Grant's mind about Diana, he preferred not to travel with her and instead opted to travel via public transport.
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'Well what happened? Melissa, why did you decide to cancel the venue and after party?' Patrick had a change of clothes and was presently dressed in a simple blue t shirt along with a pair of pyjamas. He was quite curious to know of his daughter's decision – hoping it was a reasonable decision now that she was one more year older than she was before.
'Dad, Mum. I..' Melissa stuttered and trying not to make eye contact with her Dad she looked at her step mum who was walking towards the daughter and father holding a pink coloured tray full with three mugs of hot chocolate.
'Your Dad was coming to see the venue but there were only a few cars there, he assumed they were the cars of the staff and headed home. But you were there right after the party finished?' Gloria raised her eye brows and took a seat beside her husband as she handed out the mugs of hot drink.
Melissa was sat on the purple arm chair her dad gifted to her step mother on her last birthday just a few months ago, that was a terrific birthday! That party was lush; her party was nowhere nice as her mum's. Melissa gazed directly at opposite where her Dad and Mum sat and then raised her sight to the painting on the wall above their heads.
A silent atmosphere encircled the room, both adults in the room decided they'd let Melissa talk when she was comfortable enough and told her to head upstairs so she could get out of her dress which looked like it had been thrown into a box of soot.
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'Faye you're early.' Dawn stated, staring at the clock and the sky through her windows to check if it indeed early, there was still light outside, loads of it! Before her daughter arrived Dawn was busily flicking through channel to channel before finally leaving on America's Next Top Model, which she had now paused due to Faye's moody tone.
'Mum, go away. I'll tell you later. I'm going asleep for now,' Faye dragged her handbag as much as she could before finally deserting it near the stairs. With major effort Faye managed to walk onto the second floor before diving onto her bed.
Meanwhile Dawn resumed the TV show and huffed at the model's attitude towards the other competitors.
Stupid bitch! She's way sexier than you. My Faye's sexier than you…
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Adam entered the back part of the boat house through the other door, once he took a few steps forward from the concrete outside to the dark oak wooden flooring inside, he realised his shoes were officially ruined. The soles of his new shoes were blunt as they walked on various really warm items at the venue, he walked directly to his room and then to his single sized bed before chucking his shoes on the other side of his room in annoyance.
'Son.' Ethan stepped into his son's bedroom after exiting the bathroom, the door was open and he needed to discuss something important with his son.
'Why're you covered in ash? Is that ash?' Ethan questioned Adam, already knowing the answer. 'Also your bed sheets just came out of the wash yesterday and now they'll need to go back in again. Anyway why'd Melissa decide to cancel last minute?'
'Because something happened.' Adam bluntly said.
'Vague much, how do you care to explain this?' Ethan said, he said wait a minute before heading to his room to get something.
Ethan walked out of his son's bedroom and entered his own 10 seconds away; he opened the cabinet behind his door and withdrew a towel covering something. Once holding the object securely he headed back to his son, to continue their discussion.
'Come in,'
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'Jake, thanks for dropping me back home. I'll text you later.' Cassie turned away from Jake and walked along the wall separating her house and the pedestrian pavement, she wiped a tear after turning away from Jake that she managed to keep in whilst talking. She wiped a few more when she arrived in her drive way, far from Jake's sight.
'Cassie! Come in dear.' Cassie wasn't used to anyone opening her house door for her especially after her grandmother's demise. She was very surprised about who she saw, she totally forgot. It was Delia, Aunt Delia – her mother's half-sister.
Cassie walked forwards smiling at the stranger she would soon get to know, she tucked Diana's un-opened letter in her jacket before Delia managed to squeeze Cassie in a massive hug.
'I haven't reminded you of your mother too much have I, is that why you're upset?' Delia glanced into Cassie's eyes as she had both of her palms softly gripping her niece's shoulders.
'No it's not that,' Cassie didn't want to talk about what had happened, death was too close to getting her siblings whom she didn't know as much. But also the sibling she knew very well decided not to talk to her as a sister, well at all properly. Upon seeing Diana, Cassie imagined her sister and her cracking jokes over stuff maybe a week later or something, but that was just wishful thinking.
'Aunt Delia, I'm just going upstairs to change.' Cassie had every intention to change out of her ruined dress but also wanted to take as long as she could occupying herself whilst upstairs, she didn't want to speak to anyone at the moment.
Delia watched Cassie, as she slowly and miserably walked up the stairs. 'Hunny you know you can talk to me about boy stuff, girl stuff well any stuff really! Ooh and magic stuff too. When you're ready to talk to me of course.' Delia smiled at Cassie's face which had turned when hearing the word 'magic'.
Oh bless you. I know dear.
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Dawn crept into Faye's room, not afraid of her daughter waking up – that wasn't possible tonight, Dawn thought. She scurried around Faye's bed so she was nearest to her drunken and fast asleep daughter, situating herself an inch away from Faye she gripped a small piece of Faye's dress and muttered a spell under her breath.
'Ah!' Dawn groaned, as her eyes shut close and her head tilted back in unison. She'd seen everything from Faye's point of view of the disastrous event that took place 3 and a half hours ago. She was shocked; she couldn't try to sort this new problem alone. She'd need other responsible adults – the first person she'd call right now would be Charles Meade but he wasn't available and probably wouldn't be for a long time.
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'I knew your friend Cassie was practicing, never knew the rest of you were too.' Ethan said sat on Adam's desk chair, facing his son sitting on his bed next to the crystal skull still wrapped around the dark green towel Ethan placed it in. Ethan however knew the rest of the circle were practicing, Dawn had just told him recently but it felt slightly better coming from his son's mouth.
'How did you know Cassie was practicing? Did you ever see her cast a spell?' Adam asked his dad.
'Yes, it was aimed at me. Look I'm going to be honest with you, I found out John Blackwell was back in town – he knew my dark secrets which I had managed to keep locked away for 16 years and I couldn't risk him exposing those secrets after all this time. I wanted to get rid of him, but Cassie came and threatened me to leave town – I was vulnerable you know not having magic and all,' Ethan replied to his son's questions – trying not to reveal the ugly side to his story.
Adam realised his Dad wasn't telling him something however tried to ignore his thoughts regarding his Dad's answer. 'So this skull, what shall I do with it? Carry it in this towel and get rid of it like I was meant to?'
'Yes, its power is seductive and dangerous it would corrupt you and in the end even the magic of the skull wouldn't save you. It needs to seriously go, if it'll make it easier for you… I would come with you to dispense it.'
'Yea thanks Dad, for the offer. But what if I tried to absorb only a fraction of the power what would happen?'
Ethan stood up and stared down at his son, 'You would be fine, you'd just have some strange strong magic in you, that's all. The skull magic is intended to be very powerful but very dark too. The magic of the skull feeds on power and sort of reproduces – it would feed on your magic and gradually convert it with dark magic.'
Adam knew the conversation was about to end as his dad gazed at Adam's digital clock. 'Dad if there was no power for the skull magic to feed on would the skull magic just not reproduce and just stay in a host neutrally?'
Ethan looked very confused at Adam's valid theory and replied. 'Yes, I suppose it would just be ordinary magic but a stronger version of it.'
'Well why don't you take some magic from the skull?' Adam proposed an idea, and his Dad's expressions told Adam his idea was just about to be tested.
'If the magic of the skull doesn't have any magic to feed on in me, it won't corrupt me!' Ethan gasped and laughed joyously, shaking the right hand of his son.
'Dad, I'll help you know if you want.' Adam said smiling.
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'Dad?' Melissa questioned as she walked down the stairs from her bedroom.
'Yes.' Patrick said after placing his book marker in the appropriate place and then directed his daughter to sit opposite him.
'I opened all the other presents,' Melissa paused and noticed her Dad's eyes widen. 'You gifted me your… well the Glaser book of shadows.'
'I did, surprised – you're a witch sweet hea…'
'No… not surprised I've known for ages in fact something happened recently which I wanted to talk to someone about but it's not possible with the whole 'witch secret' thing. I'm glad I can talk to you about these things,' Melissa's hands were in her robe pockets, she removed both of her hands and pointed them in her Dad's direction. She slowly got and walked towards him placing her drawn hands on her Dad's head.
'I'm not good at explaining things, do here goes!'
'Oh my,'
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The Melissa Party Balcoin Battle's over, another one may brew.
Parents know about their children practicing – they'll have to surely reunite with their own circle to aid their children's circle in situations to come… for the sake of their children of course.
Something hard is going to hit the Balcoin Coven and Cassie's Circle – what will it be?
This will be the final battle between good and evil. The Final Battle.
I'm very upset to say this as I've enjoyed creating this amateur fanfiction. But I may not write any further chapters only because after many weeks of creating this fanfic it's not had many reviews from different members and only some follows. It's kind of gutting to keep thinking of ideas without any motivation.
I'm going to take 2 weeks off from here; however in that mean time I hope this fanfic will gain some more follows and reviews. Please advertise to your friends, family and other TSC fans.
I hope to carry on!
