I want to thank anyone and everyone who has chosen to give this story a try! I hope you like what I've written. This story will take place in both LOTR and in a modern day setting but with a lot of fantasy thrown into our world. I will update as often as I can! Thanks for trying this out!

YTD 2019, October 31st

Location: Hillsboro Oregon, USA Bishop/LeFay/Boleyn Coven

"So, what do you think?" Zierra had been facing her over-the-door mirror and swiftly turned to look at Tutela, who had taken her most frequent form as a black cat. Her tail swayed as she meowed approvingly, rubbing herself against Zierra's leg.

"You're totally right. I look gorgeous." Running a finger through her dark thick curls, Zierra adjusted the waist armor that was snug against her maroon long sleeve tunic. Zierra's black pants were tucked beneath a pair of black leather boots that dawned a hidden pocket inside meant for a small weapon but she used it to hold her cell phone(she was a witch after all… Zierra was a weapon all on her own).

Moving toward her dresser, Zierra grabbed two silver wrist guards, placing them over the sleeves of her tunic before tying the leather strings. She then reached for her satchel, double checking to make her all the essentials were still inside before readying herself to leave.

To Zierra, Halloween was much more than a chance to dress up just like her ancestor Morgana LeFay(though she thoroughly enjoyed that part). It was also her birthday and a day when witches, like herself, felt a sudden boost to their magic. For All Hallows Eve was one of the nights where the universe's magic was at its most potent.

Grinning, Zierra motioned for Tutela to follow. "Come on, let's get to the coffee shop."

With a nod, Tutela moved toward the open window while Zierra headed for the door of her one bedroom apartment. Grabbing her keys, Zierra watched as Tutela examined the area, making sure no one would see her transformation, before taking the sudden form of a blue jay, flying about and patiently waiting for Zierra to meet her outside.

Zierra's apartment was located near the Trimet( Tri-County Metropolitan Transportation District of Oregon) at Orenco Station, an urban neighborhood filled with beautiful brick buildings as well as those with modern appeal. It was within walking distance of her work as an RN at a senior living facility, and an even closer walk to her mother's coffee shop, LeFay Lounge. Orenco Station was by far her favorite neighborhood in the Portland area, and as Zierra stepped outside, she smirked taking it all in.

Her eyes fell on Tutela before she began to walk toward LeFay Lounge. The lively street was filled with evening joggers, mom's taking their kids out trick or treating, as well as a young man playing his guitar for money. She threw in a few dollars as she passed while Tutela flew overhead, keeping her flight patterns headed in the same direction as Zierra, without looking as if she were following her.

Taking a right, she could see her mother inside the coffee house just ahead. She was nervously pacing the floor while typing some message in her phone. The sudden ping from inside her boot made her realize Ellie, Zierra's mother, had been texting her.

Reaching for her cell, Zierra glanced toward the screen.

I thought you were gonna get here before everyone else?!

Zierra's mother had never been the controlling or worrisome type, always trusting her daughter to do the right thing. More than that, Ellie had an amazing truest gift(every witch can do most spells but every witch also has their own strength known as their truest gift) of foresight and was always one step ahead. She knew when danger was truly imminent and when to roll with the punches. Still, that didn't mean Ellie could foresee every outcome. The future was often unpredictable and depended on the decisions of others(if everything was black and white, Ellie would have been able to protect her husband from his untimely death). Nevertheless, it was because of that special gift that if Ellie was worried, Zierra ought to be as well.

"Ah shit." She said, quickening her pace. She gazed toward Tutela, pursing her lips. "We better get in there fast. I'll let you in from the back." Tutela made a loud chirp in reply just as Zierra took a deep breath, hoping it wasn't too serious before reaching the front door.

Inside the shop, lanterns adorned the walls along with quotes written in an Old English font. The floor was made of stone, and the arched ceiling was painted to look like the night's sky. In every way, the coffee house symbolized their great heritage of Medieval Times.

Ellie, who had been facing toward the large fireplace, quickly moved toward her daughter as she entered. "Zierra, we don't have a lot of time." Ellie's voice sounded panicked before she fixed her eyes on the large glass window that showcased her coffee house. She raised her hands as a gold mist began to emit from Ellie's fingers before floating toward the walls of the building, circling it entirely.

The Glamour Spell was used to keep those without magic from ever witnessing or hearing the practice of magic. From outside, LeFay Lounge would appear silent and still, without a soul occupying it, concealing their every action, no matter who arrived for the meeting or what magic they chose to use.

"Mom, what's going on?" Zierra asked worriedly. She hadn't seen her mother this distraught since the night their father died.

Turning to face her daughter, Ellie looked anxious. "Zierra, I've just had an awful vision. It was about you, and it's going to happen soon."

Zierra, seeing the sudden fear in her mother's eyes moved forward. Her mother reached for Zierra's hands before continuing. "In the vision you were standing before a hideous creature with flesh that looked burned. Its' fangs were long and it had stocky legs. It wanted to kill you. It wanted to eat your flesh." Ellie's breath seemed to hitch as a tear fell across her cheek. "You used your magic to defeat it but then as many as fifty came toward you, with some riding on the backs of unnaturally large dogs." Ellie shook her head as her eyes closed for a moment, carefully remembering every detail. "I- I thought at first they were werewolves but their structure wasn't quite the same."

Zierra could hardly keep up. She pinched the bridge of her nose trying to comprehend her mother's words. "Mom what are you talking about? What creature? Werewolves? I thought they were extinct?"

Ellie drew in a breath, feeling frantic. "No, I'm saying I thought it was a werewolf." She waved her hand as if to move on. "That's not what's important Zierra, I'm trying to tell you something bad is going to happen, and whatever those things were, I have never seen in all my studies of magic.

Zierra bit her lip. This was supposed to be a typical meeting between three joined covens. Those that were direct descendents of Bridget Bishop, Anne Boleyn, and Morgana LeFay. She thought she'd get to celebrate her birthday as well as Analise Bishop's(they'd both been born on All Hallow's Eve and as such their magic was a great deal stronger than even those on the counsel). She thought the two of them would finally be initiated into the counsel, as it was typical on a witch's twenty fifth birthday. Instead, she began to fear for her own life.

"Have you told the counsel your vision? What did they say?" She asked, hoping the coven could help. Whatever her mother had seen, she strongly wished to prevent it.

Ellie gripped her daughter's hands, her eyes growing large at Zierra's question. "You can not even mention my vision! We have to figure this out on our own and be ready for anything that might happen tonight."

Zierra was growing more concerned by the second. "Why aren't you going to bring this up to the counsel? I thought all visions of foresight had to be shared-"

"Not when I think a bloodwitch is the reason these creatures were created!" Ellie interrupted.

Zierra furrowed her brow. Analise had been the first bloodwitch in centuries. They were uncommonly rare and could use their own blood to spark life to inanimate objects or bring back dead things(though no matter what they brought back to life they were never entirely the same, their bodies needing constant repair). The two girls had never truly gotten along but Zierra wouldn't suspect Analise of wanting to harm her. Analise had always been full of herself but given that they saw each other a few times a year it just didn't make sense. Analise was a beautiful girl with her own damn life in Rio De Janeiro! She had money, power, and popularity and was miles away from Zierra.

"Mom I don't understand-" Before Zierra could continue, a blue flame suddenly formed within the large fireplace to her left before the stone began to expand. Then, stepping beyond what Zierra knew as Doorway Flame, a woman with red hair and pale skin gave them both a warm smile.

"Merry Hallows Eve, Zierra and Ellie." Lisa greeted. "And Happy Birthday, Zierra."

"Merry Hallows Eve." Zierra and Ellie replied in unison.

Lisa's smile began to fade, taking in Ellie's blotched face. She knew she must have been crying. "What's wrong Ellie?"

Ellie composed herself, giving Lisa a wide grin before waving her off. "Oh we were just reminiscing of when Byron was still alive." She lied.

Lisa's head tilted as she gave them both a look of sympathy. "I can imagine how hard it must be to not have him here for a day like Zierra's birthday." Lisa turned to Zierra just as the others began to arrive. "I heard about you finishing your degree. Congratulations on becoming an RN."

"Thank you." Zierra answered, graciously.

Soon each young descendent(future counsel women when they were of age and maturity) and counsel members began to arrive, totaling thirty women. There were ofcourse male descendents, but their magic was never as strong, and as such it was always women who led counsels across the globe. They greeted each other kindly, taking seats at the many tables in Ellie's shop, with Ellie LeFay, Lisa Boleyn, and Octavia Bishop standing near the fireplace as the head council women.

"Zee!" Zierra spun around when she heard her cousin's voice, who immediately wrapped her arms around Zierra. "Happy birthday, gorgeous!"

Zierra released her cousin with a pleasant grin, momentarily pulled from her troubled thoughts. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Aliyah's costume.

"This dress is totally hot!" She exclaimed, remembering it as one of Regina's from their favorite TV show, Once Upon a Time (The pair loved the world's interpretation of magic and all the irony behind its hidden truth)."I think you could give Lana Parilla a run for her money!"

Aliyah slowly spun around to give Zierra a full view nodding as she spoke. "So true, cousin. So true. But it's not just the party that has me looking so spectacular." Aliyah's smile was wide and filled with excitement, she gripped Zierra's forearms biting her lip. "I'm going to ask Grace to marry me!"

Zierra's mouth fell open. Grace's ancestry came from Marie Laveau and her coven held a council with two other families in France. Zierra had been so happy to see them together. And though it had only been six months since they started dating, anyone with eyes could see it was meant to be. "Does that mean you're asking her-"

"Tonight? Yes! And at the Festival? Also yes!"

Zierra practically screamed before giving Aliyah another hug. "Yey! I am so happy for you both! Seriously she is perfect for you! And at the festival no less! Which I get to see happen!"

The two girls sat at one of the round tables, still giddy from excitement just as Analise Bishop had taken the last chair. Zierra's smile immediately dropped as fear crossed over her eyes.

"How were your summers girls?" Analise asked quietly, looking down at her black polished fingernails. Her skin was painted green and her dark hair was fastened into a beautiful dutch braid. She glanced at Aliyah first, waiting for a reply.

"Paris was just as romantic as they say." Aliyah answered with a reminiscent grin. Despite how annoying Analise's ego could be, Aliyah had never been rude to her. It wasn't in her kind nature. But as she looked toward her cousin, Aliyah was quick to notice Zierra's sudden apprehension. Her body had stiffened and her eyes were momentarily filled with vigilance and though Zierra had been quick to recover, Aliyah was much too close to her cousin to miss it.

"I got hired at a senior care center and I want to stay. It's great money and I have the same hours permanently, unlike if I took a job at a hospital."

"Oh yeah, you finished your nursing degree." Analise stated. She glanced Zierra up and down as if she were beneath her. It was the same self righteous expression Analise often carried, but this time her eyes seemed sinister and It only caused Zierra's fear to grow; her mother's strange vision painting gruesome images inside her head as she contemplated whether Analise would ever want to hurt her. What would she gain from doing so? She asked herself, not able to come to a rational conclusion.

"Love the costume by the way." Analise added, taking Zierra by surprise. Her smile seemed genuine and the darkness she had seen a moment before was gone "Don't I look ravishing in green?" She winked, gesturing to her costume as The Wicked Witch. Maybe I hadn't seen it all, she considered. But mom seemed really scared.

Zierra's eyes narrowed for a moment. She truly didn't know what to think. The two had never had any bad blood. So why now? Trying to hurt Zierra meant Analise risking her position on the counsel and giving up even the slightest opportunity at power felt out of character for Analise. Still, her mother's vision kept Zierra on guard. She gave Analise a slight grin before nodding, turning to attention to her mother who was about to speak.

"Welcome covens, and Merry All Hallows Eve."

"Merry All Hallows Eve." The other witches answered.

"I don't want to keep any of you here for long when there's a party to be had, but as today marks Analise's and Zierra's shared 25th birthday, the counsel would like to announce-'' Ellie paused, her eyes going suddenly wide. It was clear a vision had taken over and before Zierra could respond, Octavia's smile grew wicked as if Ellie's sudden distracted mind had put Octavia at an advantage. Bolts of electricity formed between her fingers before she blasted the lightning at Ellie.

"NO!" Zierra screamed, her chair blasting back and crashing into the wall behind her, the magic within reacting along with her fear. She casted a protective shield toward her mother just before the electricity struck her flesh. The lightning collided into Zierra's golden shield with such force it sounded like wild thunder. Having sensed her fear, Tutela blasted through the door, now in the form of a large and fearsome lion with eagle-like wings. It stood beside Zierra, ready to die in order to protect her. It was, afterall, a piece of Zierra's soul. For Zierra's truest gift was as rare as Analise's and known as the Spirit Invoker; capable of creating a spirit animal of sorts that would never truly die and merely be reborn in its own ashes if injured(unless Zierra were to die, then Tutela would pass along with her).

"NOW!" Octavia cried. In a flash, the room had turned from peace to warfare, as several witches rose from their chairs blasting spells of fire and black death, while the others defended their very lives. It was utter chaos as Aliyah shielded herself from Bella, a witch she had once called a friend. Bella's black death spell looked like ash and smoke as it beat violently against Aliyah's shield.

Aliyah strained against the powerful spell meant to kill anyone it touched. With her left knee bent and her right leg extended back, Aliyah tried to hold still, but soon her feet slid across the stone, as if her body was being pushed by an invisible force. Still, her shield did not break.

Several of the young witches fell to their deaths, unable to withstand the magic of those who had the advantage of experience. Ellie, finally pulled from her vision, gasped before using the phase spell. "Zierra." She said aloud, suddenly appearing beside her daughter. "I have to get you out of here!" Ellie cried, ready to climb on Tutela's back. If this was about taking over the covens(and Ellie was certain it was) then they would have to kill their strongest enemies.

Not without Aliyah!" Zierra refused.

"You know we can't phase through her shield!" Ellie shouted, using a stunning spell on a witch who had been attacking a sixteen year old girl. The witch flung backward, her body crashing into a nearby wall.

"Then we fight until we can all leave together!" Zierra responded, holding her own shield against the lightning Octavia now casted toward her.

"Where is Analise?" Ellie asked, her eyes darting everywhere for the blood witch.

"No idea!" Zierra replied, elevating a table, sending it soaring toward Octavia, who had been temporarily distracted. She yanked her mother on the back of Tutela, who lifted from the ground, soaring toward Aliyah.

Landing behind her, Tutela roared, a fire of purple and red emitted from her throat, encircling Bella's black death spell and erasing it from existence. As soon as the spell was gone, Aliyah drew close to her Ellie, Zierra, and Tutela. Knowing her aunt's plan to phase

"Zierra's apartment!" Ellie shouted, causing the four of them to disappear from view.

"They escaped!" Bella yelled as she faced Octavia, casting a black death spell toward another young witch whose shield did not hold.

Those that had followed Octavia's lead were defeating those who hadn't at a rapid pace, black death spells overpowering shields left and right. Soon, the last witch who had chosen to stand against Octavia had fallen. Women, young and old, lay still and cold upon the floor of Lefay Lounge, never knowing that Hallows Eve was to be their last.

The remaining witches, twelve in total, began to move toward Bella and Analise. "Aliyah was a lot stronger than I thought. The Lefay magic runs deep in her blood. I'm sorry let her get away" Bella looked defeated. She stood beside Octavia ready to accept whatever punishment their leader saw fit.

For years they had been plotting to take down the covens, tired of hiding their magic from the world. They were sick of all the rules each counsel had laid out and wanted control for themselves, and they were willing the kill anyone they knew would stand in their way.

Octavia waved Bella off as a menacing grin crossed her face. "We knew how difficult it would be to take down the LeFay's. Everyone else was the least of our problems. But trust me, Analise has it under control."

The Lefay's phased into the small living room of Zierra's apartment, Aliyah falling to her knees from exhaustion. It had taken a great deal to withstand Bella's magic who had ten years of experience on her(A witch's magic grew with each year she aged and typically those who were older easily defeated those who were older. There were exceptions to this rule, depending on bloodlines and times of their birth).

"Anyone- wanna explain- what- the fuck- that was about?" Aliyah asked breathlessly. She ran a hand through her purple hair, still unable to stand.

"Mom, they used your gift against you! They were waiting for you to see part of their plan! Hoping you'd fall into a vision and once you were distracted, they struck." Zierra was filled with both rage and fear. She couldn't believe so many members of the counsel, at least nine for sure from those she had seen, could plan something so vile. "They can't be ignorant in thinking the other covens won't fight them."

Ellie faced the wall, ready to cast protective charms as she spoke. "We have no idea who else is on their side, Zee. Perhaps other covens are in on it as well."

"We'll have Grace's coven for sure." Aliyah added confidently, finally rising to her feet. "There's no way the Leveau's would stand for mutiny. Still, what the hell are they hoping to accomplish?"

"Control? Maybe they want the law of secrecy removed?" Zierra guessed.

"Somethings wrong." Ellie stated worriedly.

Tutela who was now a black cat once more, circling Zierra cautiously while Zierra and Aliyah quickly turned their attention to Ellie.

"What do you mean?" Aliyah's brow raised and her hands began to glow gold, ready to cast a shield spell at any given time.

"I can't cast extra protective charms." Ellie stated frantically. "We have to leave now!" She yelled.

Just as Zierra and Aliyah had planned to run toward Ellie, Analise phased beside Zierra dropping a small vile at Zierra's feet, releasing a thick red smoke that engulfed Analise, Tutela and Zierra.

"No!" Ellie screamed recognizing the potion as a teleport. Taking whomever the smoke was meant to touch where the one who brewed it wished. It was like a fish caught in a line and Zierra would have been helpless to escape it. Analise had been crafty and had likely been waiting in Zierra's apartment all along, just hoping it would be the first place they'd go.

Aliyah's breath grew shallow as she reached for the smoke in a panic. But it was no use. It wouldn't take her. It hadn't been made for her. Aliyah had known this but she was desperate and feared for her cousin's life.

"Where did she go?" Aliyah cried.

Ellie's tears fell across her cheeks but the fear of losing her daughter only fueled her determination. "We have to perform a tracking spell! Quickly, Aliyah, help me brew the potion!"

Immediately, the two got to work. Hoping they could find Zierra before losing her forever.

The black room smelled of blood and ancient books. Five bookshelves were perfectly aligned with a small round table directly in front of them. A cauldron sat comfortably on top of the table with several vials sitting beside it. Written on every corner of the stone walls were Ruins that glowed as bright as star light and as Zierra took in her surroundings, she immediately attempted to form a shield spell, but found her magic did not respond. With a deep breath, she tried again, but still her magic remained quiet. Her heart raced as she bit her lip. Her eyes jolted toward Tutela.

"Tutela, form a shield, hurry!"

Tutela, who was still a black cat nodded. Her large expressive eyes were filled with dismay before releasing a soft cry of defeat.

"It won't work." Analise said, stepping beyond one of the many bookshelves and into Zierra's view. With a loud hiss, Tutela jolted, ready to scratch Analise's eyes out. But with a wave of her hand, Analise used a stun spell sensint Tutela soaring back. She lay on the ground unconscious.

"Tutela!" Zierra panicked, running to her spirit animal's side. On her knees, Zierra fought back her tears, swallowing the pain like a large pill. She had to remain strong. Not just for herself but for the ones she loved. The only way out of this situation was with a level head.

"Those took me months to design but they keep anyone besides me from using magic in this room.

"What do you want Ana?" Zierra asked. She hoped that pressing Analise for answers would not only give her insight into her plans but also buy herself sometime. The longer it took for Analise to complete her plans, the longer Zierra would stay alive.

Analise smirked. "To get rid of you, obviously." She tapped the book in her hand, before opening it to a random page. It was quite thick but nowhere near as old as some of the others. It's red cover had reminded her of a favorite book she had underneath her pillow at home..

"Why? What have I ever done to you?" Zierra asked, her hands beginning to shake as she still tried to form a protective shield.

Analise laughed. "You can keep trying but I'm telling you only my magic works here. And honestly it's nothing you've done. It's what you could do that's the problem."

"Analise, whatever you've got planned it won't work. I know you think you're helping your mom but don't do this. There's been enough bloodshed. You can still choose to stop." Zierra pleaded, hoping Analise had some humanity left.

Analise chuckled. "Oh, Zierra. Just like your mom. Such a bleeding heart." Removing a small dagger from the pouch on her hip, Analise pressed it against her thumb. As blood began to spill, Analise's smile was as dark as ever. "Didn't you once tell me you love Lord of the Rings? I actually stole this exact copy from your house earlier." A single drop of blood fell on the page she held open before the book began to glow as bright as white phosphorus. A rushing wind filled the room as the book now lay open on the ground. Soon the voices of others could be heard and though Zierra could not make them out, she was certain they were all coming from the book.

Zierra shut her eyes from the glare as her heart pounded in her chest. "What have you done?" She yelled, her hair waving in each direction from the madness of the wind.

Suddenly, Analise had phased behind her. Her hands gripped Zierra's tunic before speaking. "Giving you a new world and making you leave this one behind." Casting another stun spell, Analise sent Zierra flying straight toward the open book. Zierra's eyes met Analise's, her screams were filled with every ounce of trepidation she felt as her body fell into the mass of bright light and wind.

Reaching for Tutela, Analise tossed the still dazed cat toward the book as well. "Don't worry, Zierra. I won't leave you completely hopeless." She laughed.

As the two seemed to disappear somewhere within the book, Analise waved her hand, causing the book to slam shut. Everything grew still, and the room was eerily quiet. There was no trace that Zierra or Tutela had ever even been there.

With a gesture of her hand, the book floated toward one of the shelves, before sitting comfortably in an open space. "Enjoy Middle Earth." Analise laughed, loving that she had defeated Zierra so easily. It filled her twisted mind with a new level of confidence and power before she closed her eyes.

"To my mother's spellroom." She said, before phasing away.

But still, on a shelf, inside a book, Zierra and Tutela remained. A world that had been known for years as a fantasy, was now Zierra's reality….

So there's chapter one! I had so much fun introducing Zierra's world to you! There will be a lot more story involved in this world I've created so for those of you who are interested in that aspect if the story, stay tuned! You will be following both Zierra's and Aliyah's journey as well. Thanks again! Leave a review if you like(please no bullying I will report rude comments but do not mind constructive criticism).