Before I left the house on Saturday I grabbed my usual diet
coke and a pop tart. I set the diet coke in the cup holder beside me. Then
I took a bite of my pop tart. I decided to drop by Hunter's house
unannounced. The diet coke fizzed as I popped the top. Carbonation gave me
a refreshing buzz in my throat. By the time I pulled up in Hunter's
driveway, I had finished my breakfast.
I walked up to the door and knocked. Mr. Niall answered the door lazily, "Hi Morgan. Come in. Hunter's in the kitchen."
"Thanks. How are you feeling?" I asked, honestly wanting to know.
"I'm feeling okay, just a little tired." He replied and walked me to the kitchen.
Hunter seemed to be concentrating hard on a cup of tea but looked up when we walked in, "Morgan, I was going to call you. The council contacted me. There's something strange going on. Someone has been summoning the power sink in the cemetery."
Mr. Niall's eyes widened along with mine. "Why? Who? What would anyone be doing.?" so many unanswered questions escaped my mouth. None of them could be answered though.
"Believe me. I'm as stunned as you are." Hunter sighed, "Nothing weird happened to you, love?"
"Actually. a couple things happened." I stopped to see Hunter's face grow serious.
"Well then? What happened?" he asked.
"A red truck stalked me on the way home from your place. Then a white cat watched me at my window last night. I felt that the cat was a witch. The only person I can think of to be behind this is Killian." I kept what I had to say brief.
"Why didn't you contact me sooner?" Hunter's voice was irritated and it made me flinch.
"I'm sorry. I figured I could just come tell you today. Just like, why didn't you contact me about the usage of the power sink?" I snapped back.
Mr. Niall butted in, "Stop acting like children! We are all informed now and that's all that matters. Now. it is obvious that there is an intruder."
The minute he said the word, "intruder" I cast out my senses. I felt no one. Hunter stared at me, he too felt no one at the moment. It seemed like the person was after me more then Hunter.
"Hunter." I began, "Who else could it be? Besides Killian?"
"I don't know." he replied concentrating on his steaming tea again.
I sat on one of the wooden kitchen chairs, "I'm just not up to dealing with anymore dark magick!"
"No one wants to deal with it but we have to." Mr. Niall replied in a low whispering voice.
Silence filled the room. No one had anything to say. Deep thought was all that was left. After about ten minutes of the stillness I got to my feet, "I can't just sit here. I'm going to go for a drive."
Hunter got up next, "I'll come with. Dad, do you want to come?"
"No. I think I'll get some rest." His dad yawned and went upstairs.
We both went into Das Boot. "Where do you want to go?" I asked smoothly.
"It doesn't matter." He answered.
I started to drive to Red Kill. Practical Magick was the only place I could think of. Hunter tapped my shoulder, "just pull off to the side of the road."
Although confused, I did so. I took the keys from the ignition and sat back in the driver's seat. I laughed, "Why did I stop the car?"
Hunter grinned mischievously, "So we could have some time alone."
"Very romantic!" I exclaimed sarcastically as I leaned onto Hunter. Our lips locked and I couldn't help but smile. He held me tight. His lips were soft and gentle against mine now.
"Ouch!" I cried as a gaping pain stabbed into my stomach. My mouth started to taste kind of metallic.
Hunter pulled back, "What's wrong.." He stopped when he saw the blood flow from my mouth. I clutched me stomach hoping that the pain would go away.
He held a hand over my mouth and on my stomach and chanted something in Gaelic. The pain and the blood stopped. My eyes widened, "Hunter what's happening?" I cried out of confusion. He held me trying to give me some level of comfort.
"Love, What happened?" he asked.
"I don't know." I answered, "there was a stabbing pain in my stomach and then a metallic taste in my mouth."
I stared down at my shirt and saw the huge bloodstain. Hunter smiled, "don't worry that's the least of your worries. Let's go back to my place and wash your shirt."
I walked up to the door and knocked. Mr. Niall answered the door lazily, "Hi Morgan. Come in. Hunter's in the kitchen."
"Thanks. How are you feeling?" I asked, honestly wanting to know.
"I'm feeling okay, just a little tired." He replied and walked me to the kitchen.
Hunter seemed to be concentrating hard on a cup of tea but looked up when we walked in, "Morgan, I was going to call you. The council contacted me. There's something strange going on. Someone has been summoning the power sink in the cemetery."
Mr. Niall's eyes widened along with mine. "Why? Who? What would anyone be doing.?" so many unanswered questions escaped my mouth. None of them could be answered though.
"Believe me. I'm as stunned as you are." Hunter sighed, "Nothing weird happened to you, love?"
"Actually. a couple things happened." I stopped to see Hunter's face grow serious.
"Well then? What happened?" he asked.
"A red truck stalked me on the way home from your place. Then a white cat watched me at my window last night. I felt that the cat was a witch. The only person I can think of to be behind this is Killian." I kept what I had to say brief.
"Why didn't you contact me sooner?" Hunter's voice was irritated and it made me flinch.
"I'm sorry. I figured I could just come tell you today. Just like, why didn't you contact me about the usage of the power sink?" I snapped back.
Mr. Niall butted in, "Stop acting like children! We are all informed now and that's all that matters. Now. it is obvious that there is an intruder."
The minute he said the word, "intruder" I cast out my senses. I felt no one. Hunter stared at me, he too felt no one at the moment. It seemed like the person was after me more then Hunter.
"Hunter." I began, "Who else could it be? Besides Killian?"
"I don't know." he replied concentrating on his steaming tea again.
I sat on one of the wooden kitchen chairs, "I'm just not up to dealing with anymore dark magick!"
"No one wants to deal with it but we have to." Mr. Niall replied in a low whispering voice.
Silence filled the room. No one had anything to say. Deep thought was all that was left. After about ten minutes of the stillness I got to my feet, "I can't just sit here. I'm going to go for a drive."
Hunter got up next, "I'll come with. Dad, do you want to come?"
"No. I think I'll get some rest." His dad yawned and went upstairs.
We both went into Das Boot. "Where do you want to go?" I asked smoothly.
"It doesn't matter." He answered.
I started to drive to Red Kill. Practical Magick was the only place I could think of. Hunter tapped my shoulder, "just pull off to the side of the road."
Although confused, I did so. I took the keys from the ignition and sat back in the driver's seat. I laughed, "Why did I stop the car?"
Hunter grinned mischievously, "So we could have some time alone."
"Very romantic!" I exclaimed sarcastically as I leaned onto Hunter. Our lips locked and I couldn't help but smile. He held me tight. His lips were soft and gentle against mine now.
"Ouch!" I cried as a gaping pain stabbed into my stomach. My mouth started to taste kind of metallic.
Hunter pulled back, "What's wrong.." He stopped when he saw the blood flow from my mouth. I clutched me stomach hoping that the pain would go away.
He held a hand over my mouth and on my stomach and chanted something in Gaelic. The pain and the blood stopped. My eyes widened, "Hunter what's happening?" I cried out of confusion. He held me trying to give me some level of comfort.
"Love, What happened?" he asked.
"I don't know." I answered, "there was a stabbing pain in my stomach and then a metallic taste in my mouth."
I stared down at my shirt and saw the huge bloodstain. Hunter smiled, "don't worry that's the least of your worries. Let's go back to my place and wash your shirt."
