Twilight Visions: Part 1
by Sunshine Aradia
Disclaimer: Almost all the characters in this story are mine. There is one mentioned and two that I brought in that do not belong to me. Hunter Redfern and Dani Abforth belong to L.J. Smith. L.J. Smith also owns the last name of Harman. Raven Mandrill is only mentioned in my story, but she is in Huntress, by L.J. Smith.
Author's Note: This is an original Night World story. The story takes place shortly after Huntress, and before Black Dawn.
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Sarah was in her bedroom. It was exactly how she liked it.
Along the wall above her bed hung three bookshelves. They were loaded with all her favorite authors. L.J. Smith and Christopher Pike. R.L. Stine and Christine Feehan. The rest of her room was perfect, too. On her dresser in the corner was her water globe collection. She'd been collecting them ever since her mother, now absent from her life, had given her eight years ago. She had a computer on a desk in the corner where she typed her schoolwork and all her stories.
Sarah got up from in front of the computer and sighed. 'I can't wait until that one comes out.' She thought, thinking about Christine Feehan's new gothic novel.
She got up on her bed and peered at her books. "What do I want to read?" she murmured then took Secret Vampire off the shelf, laid down on her bed, and opened it up to the first page.
'It was on the first day of summer vacation that Poppy found out she was going to die.'
Sarah closed the book with a snap. Why couldn't books change after the first time you read them? She knew they couldn't, but still. . . .
Sarah had always been fascinated with the paranormal and the supernatural. She couldn't even recall the number of times she'd been told by one of her dozens of friends that she had E.S.P.
Every time she picked up the phone she knew who it was.
'Like now,' she thought to herself as the phone rang. "Hey, Angie. What's up?"
Angie was her sister. Three years younger than herself, she was nothing like Sarah. Angie smoked all the time and drank alcohol once in a while.
"How do you do that?" Angie demanded. "Whatever. Anyways, do you want to go out tonight? I met someone and I told his brother about you and he wants to meet you."
"Angie!" Sarah exclaimed, thoroughly exasperated. "Why do you always do this to me? Why can't you just leave me alone?"
"Do what? Come on, Sarah. You always stay in that apartment of ours. Dad won't care if you go out for a little while tonight."
"Angie, I don't know. Call me back in ten minutes. I have to think."
Sarah hung up on Angie and threw herself on her bed.
'Why is she still trying to fix me up with people?' she thought to herself.
Ever since Angie had been in the seventh grade, she'd been trying to select her boyfriends for her. And they were all the same kind of guys. Tall, skinny, and nerd-like. There was nothing wrong with guys like that. They just weren't for her.
When Angie called her back, Sarah had a question and a compromise for her.
"Angie, what is this guy like? And, I'm telling you this once and only once. If I go tonight, and I don't like this guy, you will not try to set me up with anyone else ever again."
"Well, this guy is tall with dark brown hair. He's big and muscular. His name is Tom and I honestly believe that you will like him, but I promise that if you don't like him, I won't try to fix you up with anyone anymore."
"Fine, I'll meet him. Where do you want me to meet you and when?" Sarah asked, sighing loudly.
"Um. . . meet us at Ponderosa in three hours." Angie said, thoroughly pleased with herself.
"Okay." Sarah said and hung up on her sister again. 'I think I'll decide what to wear now and get dressed later.'
She searched through her whole closet and finally decided on an ocean blue dress, which matched her eyes.
Two hours later, she stood in front of the mirror in her room. Her tall slender body fitted the dress perfectly. Her black hair swung freely down her back. Her eyes were outlined with eyeliner and mascara, making her ocean blue eyes stand out even more. Her suntanned face and light pink lips perfectly matched the shape of her face and eyes.
She put on her heels and grabbed her purse and keys and headed out the door.
@~@~@~
"I think you'll like my sister." Angie rattled on and on to Tom, her boyfriend's older brother. "She's really nice when she's not giving people a hard time."
"I'm sure I will." 'At least for a snack.' He thought to his brother in the back seat, who smirked.
Tom and Jesse Mandrill were almost identical, except for their clothes style and age. Another thing they shared was they were both lamia.
'I miss Raven.' Tom thought suddenly. Raven was his cousin who had turned into a "damned Daybreaker" when her gang's leader had learned that she was the first Wild Power.
They pulled into the parking lot to Ponderosa at 7:15.
"Oh, there's Sarah's car! She's already here." Angie said, pointing to a blue sports car.
"Nice car," Jesse said to Tom.
"Yeah," Tom said.
Tom parked the car and they got out.
After walking into the restaurant, they talked to one of the waitresses who told them that they could eat with their friend, but had to order and pay for their food first.
They each ordered a salad bar and then went to find Sarah.
The first thing Tom started looking for was a nerdy girl who could be wearing braces and glasses.
"There she is," Angie said, pointing at a beautiful woman with long black hair.
Sarah stood as her sister walked up. She didn't care if Angie wanted to smoke a cigarette. She wanted to sit in the non-smokers section. She wouldn't stand for it in her room or car and she would not stand for it now.
"Hello, Angie," she said as Angie walked up to her with her boyfriend and his brother. "You must be Tom, but oddly enough I do not know your boyfriend's name, Angie."
"I'm Jesse," Tom's brother said.
Sarah would have sworn them to be twins if she hadn't known that Tom was Jesse's older brother. The looked exactly alike. They were the same height. They had the same muscular build. Everything about them was the same. Except for their clothes. Jesse was dressed in the punk style. Tom was dressed more conservatively in a pair of fitted blue jeans and a T-shirt.
"It's nice to meet you, Sarah," Tom said. 'God, she's beautiful. I'm going to have some fun with her.' He thought as he put out his hand to shake Sarah's, but the minute their hands touched, their minds merged and instantly they knew each other.
'Who are you? Do I know you?' Sarah thought to him and knew that he had heard her thought.
'How can you speak in my head?' Tom demanded of her.
"Uh, guys?" Angie asked. "What is going on? You've been standing there for about five minutes holding each other's hands. Can we sit down? I'm starving!"
Jesse was staring at his brother, a frown marring his forehead. 'What happened? Are you okay? I've never seen you like that before.'
'I don't know, but. . . .' Tom thought to him as he shook his head, trying to clear it of the clouds that were still in his head.
They all went and got their food and ate in almost silence. Once in a while someone tried to strike up a conversation, but there was too much tension in the air.
When they were finished eating, they all went out to the movies. Tom and Sarah sat stony faced, zoning into the screen, not even watching it while Angie and Jesse cuddled next to them.
When Sarah had started reading L.J. Smith's Dark Visions books, she had begun training her self mentally and soon found it easy to shield her thought and feelings between herself and all others.
Meanwhile, Tom looked over at Jesse and Angie. Angie had a glazed look in her half closed passion filled eyes, her head tilted back as Jesse carefully bit her neck to drink some of her blood.
'Well, I suppose I should feed now.' Tom thought and reached his mind out toward Sarah. But as soon as he reached her mind, he felt as if a wall of bricks had slammed up in front of him.
Sarah hadn't been thinking of anything. She was sitting trying to focus on the movie, but she kept having visions of vampires attacking young girls. Suddenly, she felt a flutter against her brain as if someone were trying to touch her mind.
She threw up her mental walls and clouded her mind. She wasn't letting anyone into her mind. She sat up straighter in her seat.
The touch became even more insistent as Sarah kept her walls strong. She glanced around, hoping to see if there was anyone suspicious around. All she saw was Jesse and Angie necking.
'God, is it going to be another one like that? Them sucking face and necking all the time?' Sarah thought with a deep sigh.
She sat back and, since the movie was a boring one, she fell asleep.
Tom, seeing she was asleep, reached his mind out towards her again. Her shields were down now. That was good. He hadn't fed in two days. He gripped her mind and pushed her into a coma-like sleep.
As Tom pulled her towards him she didn't even stir. He tilted her head back and gently kissed the side of her neck. His fangs slid down and he bit carefully.
Her mind seemed to be struggling as he carefully explored her mind. Her mind was like a diamond. There were some flaws, but it was beautiful just same.
This was a rare human. Beautiful inside as well as out. But there was magic in her, too. She had the ability to become a really powerful witch.
Tom slowly pulled away from Sarah and he gently licked the bite marks, which slowly disappeared. He kept her close to his side, liking the feel of her next to him, as he called out to his brother.
'Jesse, we need to talk soon. Alone. Let's get out of here.' He thought, carefully shaking Sarah awake.
"Come on," he said gently, seeing her brow wrinkle at his call to wake up, "we're leaving. This movie is boring."
So, halfway through the movie, they got up and left the theatre.
"Am I going to your house for the night, Jesse?" Angie said to him, anticipating the night that might come.
"Um, Angie. I don't think that's a good idea. They have to talk about something private." Sarah spoke quietly, because she was weak from the lost blood that Tom had taken.
Jesse looked at Sarah sharply then at Tom questioningly.
Angie looked downfallen, but listened to her sister. She got into Sarah's car. Sarah looked at Tom as if she wanted to say something, but didn't know how or what to say.
"I'll call you." Tom said and Sarah nodded once to say she understood. She got in her car and drove away.
@~@~@~
"'I'll see you later?' What do you mean? What is going on, Tom? Why did you need to talk to me?" Jesse asked his brother, thoroughly disgruntled. He had been hoping to get laid tonight.
"When you feed off Angie, does she seem to have any witch-like powers?" Tom asked his brother.
"What? The only thing I feel when I drink from Angie is the thirst."
"Have you ever felt anything else from any girl?" Tom asked as he drove into the driveway of the house they shared.
"No, why?" Jesse asked, growing concerned.
"At dinner tonight when I shook Sarah's hand, she talked inside my head. That wasn't the weird thing, though. At the movies I tried influencing her, yet I couldn't even get near her mind. She had blocked her mind from everything. I couldn't even get in." Tom told Jesse as they walked into the house. They sat down at the table.
"So how did you feed if you couldn't touch her mind to put her into a trance?" Jesse asked in confusion.
"She fell asleep, though one can hardly blame her. That movie was so boring -" Tom broke off at the look he received from his brother. "Anyways, she fell asleep and I kind of pushed her even deeper. But when I fed, her mind. . . It was beautiful. And there's a magic she hasn't discovered yet."
"So what you're trying to say is that Sarah is a lost witch? But how can that be. If they were sisters, wouldn't Angie be a witch too? Because there is not one ounce of magic in Angie." Jesse said.
Tom could tell that, although Jesse was willing to feed on and sleep with Angie, he didn't think too highly of her. Tom could see why. Although she was really pretty, it was nothing compared to Sarah's inner beauty.
"So, what are you going to do?" Jesse asked.
"Well, I'm going to try to find out who her parents are. But first, I'm going to call Sarah." Tom went on hesitantly. "Jesse, I think she may be my soulmate."
Jesse stood up suddenly and moved toward Tom. "Be careful, Tom. Remember the rules. Until you're absolutely certain she's a lost witch, don't let her find out about us or the Night World." Jesse spoke warningly.
Tom glared at his brother. "I think I know the rules a little better than you. Mom and Dad used to drill them into my head before they were killed."
When Tom was finished speaking, he stalked out of the room. He went out onto the balcony, grabbing the phone as he went out.
He gave Sarah a call, hoping she was home. Unfortunately, Angie answered the phone.
@~@~@~
"Hello?" Sarah heard Angie answer the phone. "Oh, hey. You want to talk to Sarah? She's in her -"
"Hey, Tom," Sarah said after she had pressed the family extension button on her bedroom phone.
"How did you know it was me?" Tom asked.
Sarah seemed to think for a second. "Hm. Maybe I'm psychic. No, I knew you would call."
"I called to ask you to go out with me tomorrow night. We'll go out to eat then for a stroll on the beach."
"That sounds really nice. What time do you want me to meet you?" Sarah asked, surprisingly glad that he had actually called her back.
"How about I pick you up? That way I can surprise you about dinner." Tom said.
"Okay. Do you know where I live?"
"I should. I've picked Angie up enough for Jesse." Tom said with a grin Sarah could hear all the way through the phone.
"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow night." Sarah said, smiling as she realized that she had finally been introduced to someone that she could get along with.
That night as she climbed into bed she wondered if she might have found the one person she could share the rest of her life with.
@~@~@~
The next day, Tom pulled up in front of the apartment complex that Sarah lived in. Sarah walked out, dressed in a pair of jeans and a blouse that hung on her as if they had been made just for her.
"Hey," Sarah said as she climbed into the front seat next to Tom. "Where are we off to? I didn't know if we were going to someplace dressy, so I didn't bother dressing up."
"What you're wearing is just fine. Oh and Sarah?" Tom remarked.
"Yes?" Sarah asked.
"It's a surprise." Tom said as he pulled a blindfold out of his pocket. He reached around to put it over her eyes and his fingers touched her face, giving them both the same pleasant jolt that they had felt the previous day.
As they rode to wherever Tom was taking them, they talked about nonsense things. What kind of food the other liked, what kind of music did the other listen to, things like that.
Tom pulled up to the side of the hill where they were going to have their picnic lunch. He helped her out of the car and they slowly made their way up the hill.
When Tom removed the blindfold, Sarah gasped in surprise. They were in a field full of heather and daffodils and next to an old fence two horses were tethered.
"Tom, how did you know I loved horseback riding?" Sarah exclaimed as she rushed up to gently stroke the horses' heads.
"I didn't. I just thought about you and tried to imagine what you might enjoy in your spare time and I thought you'd make a wonderful equestrian. So you do like horseback riding?" Tom asked anxiously. He'd never felt this way with a girl before. He was usually cool and confident that he could get what he wanted with them, but he wanted to please Sarah like he had pleased no other.
They enjoyed their picnic lunch, all the while telling each other jokes and having fun. After they were done eating, they released the horses and mounted, taking a quick jog through the field and then heading off into the woods when they saw a path.
The canopy of the wood was bright green and the entire forest was shrouded as if it concealed a magic that no one else would understand except the two people walking through right then.
Suddenly Tom stopped them abruptly.
"What is it?" Sarah asked.
"Quiet. I heard something." Tom whispered, still listening.
'I didn't hear anything.' Sarah thought to herself. But all of a sudden, Sarah saw something out of the corner of her eye. It had been only a quick flash.
Sarah gasped as a bullet went into her shoulder.
"Sarah!" Tom exclaimed. He pulled Sarah onto his lap from her horse, whistled for the other horse to follow as he held onto Sarah, and guided his own horse out of the woods as quickly as possible.
He gently brought Sarah off the horse behind him, realizing that she was already unconscious.
He quickly got in his car and drove to the nearest doctor's office he could. Heather Harman, witch doctor.
@~@~@~
"What is the matter, Tom?" Heather asked him as he rushed into her office with a woman with long black hair.
"Heather, I need your help. We were riding through the forest and suddenly she jerks backward as if she had been surprised or hurt. I think she's been shot. Can you help her?" Tom asks the doctor anxiously.
"I don't know, Tom. Let me see." Heather directed Tom to lay the young woman on the examining table and carefully opened up her shirt to see what the problem was. "Uh, Tom. I think you were right. She has been shot. The only problem is, it was an iron bullet. Do you know why someone might have been trying to shoot her with an iron bullet?"
"Well, I suspect that it might be to do with the fact she might have witch blood in her. You see, yesterday. . ." Tom started and told Heather the whole story of why he thought Sarah might have witch blood inside her. Except the part where she might be his soulmate.
"You know, I think you're right. And if you are, we need to work fast. Remember, if she's a witch, she can die from the iron poisoning." Heather told him and started to operate.
@~@~@~
Sarah was slowly coming out of the deep sleep that had been keeping her asleep for the past couple of days. She felt a pulling in her shoulder that, when she moved it, it groaned in pain. Her eyes fluttered open to see Tom sitting in the chair next to her.
"Hey, are you okay?" Tom asked her, worry shining in his eyes.
Sarah still felt a little groggy and when she said, "I think so," she became light headed from the loss of blood.
A tall, redheaded woman came in the room. "Ah, you're awake. I was wondering for a moment there if we were going to lose you."
The woman had violet eyes that shone with something that Sarah thought she should know, but it eluded her.
"I'm Heather Harman. When Tom brought you in to me, he thought you were going to die. I did, too, if you want to know the truth. But, hopefully soon, you will be as good as new." Heather smiled down at Sarah.
'Harman!' Sarah thought with panic. 'Could she be. . . . A witch?'
Sarah tried to sit up, fear making her ignore the pain in her shoulder.
"Sarah, you must lie still! The bullet that hit you almost killed you!" Tom exclaimed, trying to hold her down while also trying to calm her.
"What?" Sarah stopped struggling. "A bullet hit me? Was that what that shiny thing I saw was? A gun?"
"I think so. Sarah I don't want to frighten you, but I think someone might be trying to kill you."
Sarah laid still, her body as stiff as a board. She looked at Heather for confirmation of what Tom was telling her.
"It's true. But. Sarah. Did you know you look a lot like one of my friends? So much like her, in fact, that you could be sisters? Do you ever have any premonitions or feelings that you could do some magic?"
"Why? What are you trying to tell me?" Sarah asked frightened at what may come out of the doctor's mouth.
"Well, Sarah, I think you may be. . . . .A witch."
"A witch? But how can that be? Wouldn't the rest of my family have to be a witch, too? Or at least my sister and mother or father? As far as I can tell, none of them have ever had any kind of witch powers."
"I know, Sarah. That's what makes me believe that you were adopted almost right after you were born."
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Well, I hope you like it so far. I've already started on the second part, it's just that it's not done yet. I hope you've enjoyed this and if you would I would greatly like some info back on this. Either review it here or send me an e-mail and SailorSun@nightworld.zzn.com. Thanks. TTFN (Ta Ta For Now)
by Sunshine Aradia
Disclaimer: Almost all the characters in this story are mine. There is one mentioned and two that I brought in that do not belong to me. Hunter Redfern and Dani Abforth belong to L.J. Smith. L.J. Smith also owns the last name of Harman. Raven Mandrill is only mentioned in my story, but she is in Huntress, by L.J. Smith.
Author's Note: This is an original Night World story. The story takes place shortly after Huntress, and before Black Dawn.
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Sarah was in her bedroom. It was exactly how she liked it.
Along the wall above her bed hung three bookshelves. They were loaded with all her favorite authors. L.J. Smith and Christopher Pike. R.L. Stine and Christine Feehan. The rest of her room was perfect, too. On her dresser in the corner was her water globe collection. She'd been collecting them ever since her mother, now absent from her life, had given her eight years ago. She had a computer on a desk in the corner where she typed her schoolwork and all her stories.
Sarah got up from in front of the computer and sighed. 'I can't wait until that one comes out.' She thought, thinking about Christine Feehan's new gothic novel.
She got up on her bed and peered at her books. "What do I want to read?" she murmured then took Secret Vampire off the shelf, laid down on her bed, and opened it up to the first page.
'It was on the first day of summer vacation that Poppy found out she was going to die.'
Sarah closed the book with a snap. Why couldn't books change after the first time you read them? She knew they couldn't, but still. . . .
Sarah had always been fascinated with the paranormal and the supernatural. She couldn't even recall the number of times she'd been told by one of her dozens of friends that she had E.S.P.
Every time she picked up the phone she knew who it was.
'Like now,' she thought to herself as the phone rang. "Hey, Angie. What's up?"
Angie was her sister. Three years younger than herself, she was nothing like Sarah. Angie smoked all the time and drank alcohol once in a while.
"How do you do that?" Angie demanded. "Whatever. Anyways, do you want to go out tonight? I met someone and I told his brother about you and he wants to meet you."
"Angie!" Sarah exclaimed, thoroughly exasperated. "Why do you always do this to me? Why can't you just leave me alone?"
"Do what? Come on, Sarah. You always stay in that apartment of ours. Dad won't care if you go out for a little while tonight."
"Angie, I don't know. Call me back in ten minutes. I have to think."
Sarah hung up on Angie and threw herself on her bed.
'Why is she still trying to fix me up with people?' she thought to herself.
Ever since Angie had been in the seventh grade, she'd been trying to select her boyfriends for her. And they were all the same kind of guys. Tall, skinny, and nerd-like. There was nothing wrong with guys like that. They just weren't for her.
When Angie called her back, Sarah had a question and a compromise for her.
"Angie, what is this guy like? And, I'm telling you this once and only once. If I go tonight, and I don't like this guy, you will not try to set me up with anyone else ever again."
"Well, this guy is tall with dark brown hair. He's big and muscular. His name is Tom and I honestly believe that you will like him, but I promise that if you don't like him, I won't try to fix you up with anyone anymore."
"Fine, I'll meet him. Where do you want me to meet you and when?" Sarah asked, sighing loudly.
"Um. . . meet us at Ponderosa in three hours." Angie said, thoroughly pleased with herself.
"Okay." Sarah said and hung up on her sister again. 'I think I'll decide what to wear now and get dressed later.'
She searched through her whole closet and finally decided on an ocean blue dress, which matched her eyes.
Two hours later, she stood in front of the mirror in her room. Her tall slender body fitted the dress perfectly. Her black hair swung freely down her back. Her eyes were outlined with eyeliner and mascara, making her ocean blue eyes stand out even more. Her suntanned face and light pink lips perfectly matched the shape of her face and eyes.
She put on her heels and grabbed her purse and keys and headed out the door.
@~@~@~
"I think you'll like my sister." Angie rattled on and on to Tom, her boyfriend's older brother. "She's really nice when she's not giving people a hard time."
"I'm sure I will." 'At least for a snack.' He thought to his brother in the back seat, who smirked.
Tom and Jesse Mandrill were almost identical, except for their clothes style and age. Another thing they shared was they were both lamia.
'I miss Raven.' Tom thought suddenly. Raven was his cousin who had turned into a "damned Daybreaker" when her gang's leader had learned that she was the first Wild Power.
They pulled into the parking lot to Ponderosa at 7:15.
"Oh, there's Sarah's car! She's already here." Angie said, pointing to a blue sports car.
"Nice car," Jesse said to Tom.
"Yeah," Tom said.
Tom parked the car and they got out.
After walking into the restaurant, they talked to one of the waitresses who told them that they could eat with their friend, but had to order and pay for their food first.
They each ordered a salad bar and then went to find Sarah.
The first thing Tom started looking for was a nerdy girl who could be wearing braces and glasses.
"There she is," Angie said, pointing at a beautiful woman with long black hair.
Sarah stood as her sister walked up. She didn't care if Angie wanted to smoke a cigarette. She wanted to sit in the non-smokers section. She wouldn't stand for it in her room or car and she would not stand for it now.
"Hello, Angie," she said as Angie walked up to her with her boyfriend and his brother. "You must be Tom, but oddly enough I do not know your boyfriend's name, Angie."
"I'm Jesse," Tom's brother said.
Sarah would have sworn them to be twins if she hadn't known that Tom was Jesse's older brother. The looked exactly alike. They were the same height. They had the same muscular build. Everything about them was the same. Except for their clothes. Jesse was dressed in the punk style. Tom was dressed more conservatively in a pair of fitted blue jeans and a T-shirt.
"It's nice to meet you, Sarah," Tom said. 'God, she's beautiful. I'm going to have some fun with her.' He thought as he put out his hand to shake Sarah's, but the minute their hands touched, their minds merged and instantly they knew each other.
'Who are you? Do I know you?' Sarah thought to him and knew that he had heard her thought.
'How can you speak in my head?' Tom demanded of her.
"Uh, guys?" Angie asked. "What is going on? You've been standing there for about five minutes holding each other's hands. Can we sit down? I'm starving!"
Jesse was staring at his brother, a frown marring his forehead. 'What happened? Are you okay? I've never seen you like that before.'
'I don't know, but. . . .' Tom thought to him as he shook his head, trying to clear it of the clouds that were still in his head.
They all went and got their food and ate in almost silence. Once in a while someone tried to strike up a conversation, but there was too much tension in the air.
When they were finished eating, they all went out to the movies. Tom and Sarah sat stony faced, zoning into the screen, not even watching it while Angie and Jesse cuddled next to them.
When Sarah had started reading L.J. Smith's Dark Visions books, she had begun training her self mentally and soon found it easy to shield her thought and feelings between herself and all others.
Meanwhile, Tom looked over at Jesse and Angie. Angie had a glazed look in her half closed passion filled eyes, her head tilted back as Jesse carefully bit her neck to drink some of her blood.
'Well, I suppose I should feed now.' Tom thought and reached his mind out toward Sarah. But as soon as he reached her mind, he felt as if a wall of bricks had slammed up in front of him.
Sarah hadn't been thinking of anything. She was sitting trying to focus on the movie, but she kept having visions of vampires attacking young girls. Suddenly, she felt a flutter against her brain as if someone were trying to touch her mind.
She threw up her mental walls and clouded her mind. She wasn't letting anyone into her mind. She sat up straighter in her seat.
The touch became even more insistent as Sarah kept her walls strong. She glanced around, hoping to see if there was anyone suspicious around. All she saw was Jesse and Angie necking.
'God, is it going to be another one like that? Them sucking face and necking all the time?' Sarah thought with a deep sigh.
She sat back and, since the movie was a boring one, she fell asleep.
Tom, seeing she was asleep, reached his mind out towards her again. Her shields were down now. That was good. He hadn't fed in two days. He gripped her mind and pushed her into a coma-like sleep.
As Tom pulled her towards him she didn't even stir. He tilted her head back and gently kissed the side of her neck. His fangs slid down and he bit carefully.
Her mind seemed to be struggling as he carefully explored her mind. Her mind was like a diamond. There were some flaws, but it was beautiful just same.
This was a rare human. Beautiful inside as well as out. But there was magic in her, too. She had the ability to become a really powerful witch.
Tom slowly pulled away from Sarah and he gently licked the bite marks, which slowly disappeared. He kept her close to his side, liking the feel of her next to him, as he called out to his brother.
'Jesse, we need to talk soon. Alone. Let's get out of here.' He thought, carefully shaking Sarah awake.
"Come on," he said gently, seeing her brow wrinkle at his call to wake up, "we're leaving. This movie is boring."
So, halfway through the movie, they got up and left the theatre.
"Am I going to your house for the night, Jesse?" Angie said to him, anticipating the night that might come.
"Um, Angie. I don't think that's a good idea. They have to talk about something private." Sarah spoke quietly, because she was weak from the lost blood that Tom had taken.
Jesse looked at Sarah sharply then at Tom questioningly.
Angie looked downfallen, but listened to her sister. She got into Sarah's car. Sarah looked at Tom as if she wanted to say something, but didn't know how or what to say.
"I'll call you." Tom said and Sarah nodded once to say she understood. She got in her car and drove away.
@~@~@~
"'I'll see you later?' What do you mean? What is going on, Tom? Why did you need to talk to me?" Jesse asked his brother, thoroughly disgruntled. He had been hoping to get laid tonight.
"When you feed off Angie, does she seem to have any witch-like powers?" Tom asked his brother.
"What? The only thing I feel when I drink from Angie is the thirst."
"Have you ever felt anything else from any girl?" Tom asked as he drove into the driveway of the house they shared.
"No, why?" Jesse asked, growing concerned.
"At dinner tonight when I shook Sarah's hand, she talked inside my head. That wasn't the weird thing, though. At the movies I tried influencing her, yet I couldn't even get near her mind. She had blocked her mind from everything. I couldn't even get in." Tom told Jesse as they walked into the house. They sat down at the table.
"So how did you feed if you couldn't touch her mind to put her into a trance?" Jesse asked in confusion.
"She fell asleep, though one can hardly blame her. That movie was so boring -" Tom broke off at the look he received from his brother. "Anyways, she fell asleep and I kind of pushed her even deeper. But when I fed, her mind. . . It was beautiful. And there's a magic she hasn't discovered yet."
"So what you're trying to say is that Sarah is a lost witch? But how can that be. If they were sisters, wouldn't Angie be a witch too? Because there is not one ounce of magic in Angie." Jesse said.
Tom could tell that, although Jesse was willing to feed on and sleep with Angie, he didn't think too highly of her. Tom could see why. Although she was really pretty, it was nothing compared to Sarah's inner beauty.
"So, what are you going to do?" Jesse asked.
"Well, I'm going to try to find out who her parents are. But first, I'm going to call Sarah." Tom went on hesitantly. "Jesse, I think she may be my soulmate."
Jesse stood up suddenly and moved toward Tom. "Be careful, Tom. Remember the rules. Until you're absolutely certain she's a lost witch, don't let her find out about us or the Night World." Jesse spoke warningly.
Tom glared at his brother. "I think I know the rules a little better than you. Mom and Dad used to drill them into my head before they were killed."
When Tom was finished speaking, he stalked out of the room. He went out onto the balcony, grabbing the phone as he went out.
He gave Sarah a call, hoping she was home. Unfortunately, Angie answered the phone.
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"Hello?" Sarah heard Angie answer the phone. "Oh, hey. You want to talk to Sarah? She's in her -"
"Hey, Tom," Sarah said after she had pressed the family extension button on her bedroom phone.
"How did you know it was me?" Tom asked.
Sarah seemed to think for a second. "Hm. Maybe I'm psychic. No, I knew you would call."
"I called to ask you to go out with me tomorrow night. We'll go out to eat then for a stroll on the beach."
"That sounds really nice. What time do you want me to meet you?" Sarah asked, surprisingly glad that he had actually called her back.
"How about I pick you up? That way I can surprise you about dinner." Tom said.
"Okay. Do you know where I live?"
"I should. I've picked Angie up enough for Jesse." Tom said with a grin Sarah could hear all the way through the phone.
"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow night." Sarah said, smiling as she realized that she had finally been introduced to someone that she could get along with.
That night as she climbed into bed she wondered if she might have found the one person she could share the rest of her life with.
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The next day, Tom pulled up in front of the apartment complex that Sarah lived in. Sarah walked out, dressed in a pair of jeans and a blouse that hung on her as if they had been made just for her.
"Hey," Sarah said as she climbed into the front seat next to Tom. "Where are we off to? I didn't know if we were going to someplace dressy, so I didn't bother dressing up."
"What you're wearing is just fine. Oh and Sarah?" Tom remarked.
"Yes?" Sarah asked.
"It's a surprise." Tom said as he pulled a blindfold out of his pocket. He reached around to put it over her eyes and his fingers touched her face, giving them both the same pleasant jolt that they had felt the previous day.
As they rode to wherever Tom was taking them, they talked about nonsense things. What kind of food the other liked, what kind of music did the other listen to, things like that.
Tom pulled up to the side of the hill where they were going to have their picnic lunch. He helped her out of the car and they slowly made their way up the hill.
When Tom removed the blindfold, Sarah gasped in surprise. They were in a field full of heather and daffodils and next to an old fence two horses were tethered.
"Tom, how did you know I loved horseback riding?" Sarah exclaimed as she rushed up to gently stroke the horses' heads.
"I didn't. I just thought about you and tried to imagine what you might enjoy in your spare time and I thought you'd make a wonderful equestrian. So you do like horseback riding?" Tom asked anxiously. He'd never felt this way with a girl before. He was usually cool and confident that he could get what he wanted with them, but he wanted to please Sarah like he had pleased no other.
They enjoyed their picnic lunch, all the while telling each other jokes and having fun. After they were done eating, they released the horses and mounted, taking a quick jog through the field and then heading off into the woods when they saw a path.
The canopy of the wood was bright green and the entire forest was shrouded as if it concealed a magic that no one else would understand except the two people walking through right then.
Suddenly Tom stopped them abruptly.
"What is it?" Sarah asked.
"Quiet. I heard something." Tom whispered, still listening.
'I didn't hear anything.' Sarah thought to herself. But all of a sudden, Sarah saw something out of the corner of her eye. It had been only a quick flash.
Sarah gasped as a bullet went into her shoulder.
"Sarah!" Tom exclaimed. He pulled Sarah onto his lap from her horse, whistled for the other horse to follow as he held onto Sarah, and guided his own horse out of the woods as quickly as possible.
He gently brought Sarah off the horse behind him, realizing that she was already unconscious.
He quickly got in his car and drove to the nearest doctor's office he could. Heather Harman, witch doctor.
@~@~@~
"What is the matter, Tom?" Heather asked him as he rushed into her office with a woman with long black hair.
"Heather, I need your help. We were riding through the forest and suddenly she jerks backward as if she had been surprised or hurt. I think she's been shot. Can you help her?" Tom asks the doctor anxiously.
"I don't know, Tom. Let me see." Heather directed Tom to lay the young woman on the examining table and carefully opened up her shirt to see what the problem was. "Uh, Tom. I think you were right. She has been shot. The only problem is, it was an iron bullet. Do you know why someone might have been trying to shoot her with an iron bullet?"
"Well, I suspect that it might be to do with the fact she might have witch blood in her. You see, yesterday. . ." Tom started and told Heather the whole story of why he thought Sarah might have witch blood inside her. Except the part where she might be his soulmate.
"You know, I think you're right. And if you are, we need to work fast. Remember, if she's a witch, she can die from the iron poisoning." Heather told him and started to operate.
@~@~@~
Sarah was slowly coming out of the deep sleep that had been keeping her asleep for the past couple of days. She felt a pulling in her shoulder that, when she moved it, it groaned in pain. Her eyes fluttered open to see Tom sitting in the chair next to her.
"Hey, are you okay?" Tom asked her, worry shining in his eyes.
Sarah still felt a little groggy and when she said, "I think so," she became light headed from the loss of blood.
A tall, redheaded woman came in the room. "Ah, you're awake. I was wondering for a moment there if we were going to lose you."
The woman had violet eyes that shone with something that Sarah thought she should know, but it eluded her.
"I'm Heather Harman. When Tom brought you in to me, he thought you were going to die. I did, too, if you want to know the truth. But, hopefully soon, you will be as good as new." Heather smiled down at Sarah.
'Harman!' Sarah thought with panic. 'Could she be. . . . A witch?'
Sarah tried to sit up, fear making her ignore the pain in her shoulder.
"Sarah, you must lie still! The bullet that hit you almost killed you!" Tom exclaimed, trying to hold her down while also trying to calm her.
"What?" Sarah stopped struggling. "A bullet hit me? Was that what that shiny thing I saw was? A gun?"
"I think so. Sarah I don't want to frighten you, but I think someone might be trying to kill you."
Sarah laid still, her body as stiff as a board. She looked at Heather for confirmation of what Tom was telling her.
"It's true. But. Sarah. Did you know you look a lot like one of my friends? So much like her, in fact, that you could be sisters? Do you ever have any premonitions or feelings that you could do some magic?"
"Why? What are you trying to tell me?" Sarah asked frightened at what may come out of the doctor's mouth.
"Well, Sarah, I think you may be. . . . .A witch."
"A witch? But how can that be? Wouldn't the rest of my family have to be a witch, too? Or at least my sister and mother or father? As far as I can tell, none of them have ever had any kind of witch powers."
"I know, Sarah. That's what makes me believe that you were adopted almost right after you were born."
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Well, I hope you like it so far. I've already started on the second part, it's just that it's not done yet. I hope you've enjoyed this and if you would I would greatly like some info back on this. Either review it here or send me an e-mail and SailorSun@nightworld.zzn.com. Thanks. TTFN (Ta Ta For Now)