A/n: okay, this story is made by my friend and I so please check out our own pen name....Hers is... The box, or.The granola bar, or..hmm.bloodlessflame, and mine's silver tigeress.I doubt there's anything there for fanfiction, I only do fiction..well, anyways..thanks.and please enjoy the following..
D/C #1: WHEN DID YOU EVER THINK THIS WAS OURS?!?!?!?!
D/C: #2: Ahem. Be polite. The Secret Circle and/or anything relating to it is not ours either.
D/C #3: it's not ours so just shut up and read down a bit further.
D/C #4: A bit further than this.
Warning: this is going to be pretty long when it's finished so if you'd really like to read it all, don't.
Alternate Ending #1:Secret Circle-The Power
(Cassie is walking into Number 13)
Cassie noticed lights all around the house. Like it was Christmas or something, she thought except the red Christmas lights like these were---friendlier. These were EVIL!
He was standing there waiting for her. *
Cassie stopped and looked at him.*
"Father," she said, "I've come"*
"With your coven," Black John said. "I'm proud of you," he extended a hand toward her which she ignored.*
"There's no need to be frightened, Cassandra," he said. "I don't want to hurt you. I just need to tell you something."
"Why?"
"You are my daughter"
"I'm no part of you!" Cassis cried. He was coming toward her with a sincere, charming smile. He reached out a hand to put oh her shoulder. And every minute the hurricane was getting closer to land. She glimpsed something the tall man.*
"Faye," she said. "I didn't see you there, standing in his shadow"*
Fay stepped forward indignantly. She lifted her head proudly and gazed at Cassie with smoldering golden eyes.*
Black John didn't appear to notice. "Do you want me to stop the hurricane?" he asked Cassie.*
"Yes of course" This was what she'd come here for, to hear his terms and to find his weak point. Cassie waited.*
"Then all you have to do is swear an oath. A blood oath, Cassandra; you're familiar with those" he held a hand out to Faye without looking at her. She pulled out the black-handled knife from her garter. Black John held it up, and then he cut his own palm.*
The tall man held it toward Faye. "Give it to her."*
Faye took the dagger and handed it to Cassie. Slowly, Cassie's fingers grasped it. Faye moved back to Black John's side.*
"It's just a little blood, Cassandra. Swear away from your coven and I'll release the hurricane,"
"How did you kill Jeffrey?" she asked "And why?"*
The tall man looked momentarily aback, then he recovered. "I didn't. That wasn't me, Cassandra." He smiled. "Your Sean did, influenced by your closest friend."
"Liar!" she took a moment to regain her composure. "Why did you use Sean?"
"Because he was weak, and he already wore a stone that I could influence," he said. "Why all the questions? Don't you realize-"*
He broke off then and moved lightning fast. Cassie had thrown the dagger. But the tall man was simply too quick. He caught the dagger in midair.*
Black John tossed the dagger back.*
"The hurricane is about to reach land," he said. "Take the oath, Cassandra, DO IT!"*
She was wearing the Master tools, but she had no idea how to use them.*
"I am your father. Do as I tell you!"*
If only I knew how to use them.*
"You have no power to defy ME!"*
"Yes I do," Cassie whispered.*
"Power of moon Have I over thee," she said shakily.*
Black John stared at her, seeming to recoil.*
"Power of moon have I over thee," Cassie repeated more strongly. "Power of sun have I over thee!"*
Black John stepped back.*
Cassie stepped forward searching for the next words in her mind. But she didn't say them.*
"Power of stars have I over thee! Power of planets have I over thee"*
It was Diana, fair hair stirred as if in a light wind. She came to stand behind Cassie, tall and proud and slender. Cassie's heart swelled.*
"Power of tides have I over thee! Power of rain have I over thee!" said Adam. He was right beside Diana.*
Deborah was behind him, dark hair tumbling around a small face fierce with concentration. "Power of wind have I over thee!"*
Nick joined her cold and angry. "Power of ice have I over thee."*
And Laurel. "Power of leaf have I over thee. Power of roots have I over thee." And Melanie." Power of rocks have I over thee"*
"Power of thunder have I over thee!" Dough told him, and "Power of lightning have I over thee" shouted Chris.*
"Power of dew have I over thee, " Susan said and pushed a small figure in front of her. It was Sean, and he was seemingly terrified to come face to face with the man who had controlled his mind. But his voice rose in a shriek.*
"Power of blood have I over thee!"*
But there were only eleven in Cassie's coven; the circle wasn't complete. And only a full circle could stand against this man.*
As Sean yell died, Black John straightened. He took a step toward them and Cassie's breath caught.*
"Power of fire have I over thee!" a husky voice cried, and he fell back. Faye stood glaring at him. "Power of darkness have I over thee!" she said each word a stabbing knife. "Power of night have I over thee!"*
Now he was weak, wounded and they were united. Now was the time to defeat him.*
I like to think of crystals as a beach, she heard Melanie's laughing voice say in her mind. A crystal is just fossilized water and sand.*
A beach.
She glared at Black John, but he hadn't given up yet. "Cassie, listen to me," he said.
She turned her head away. When she looked back though, and looked into his eyes, he did something and she fell to the ground.
And, unable to say anything she pictured the beach and pushed into the minds of her friends.
"Yes," Diana said. "Yes. A beach." She turned to Cassie. "Now why didn't I think of that?"
Diana was straining. Her face was hard as she shoved the power of beaches, crystal and over crystal into Black John.
The skull exploded in a shattering rain of crystal.*
There was a scream Cassie would never forget. Then the floor of the house at Number Thirteen disappeared under her feet.*
"We did it!" Adam fumbled with the radio. "It's turned! IT heading out to the sea!*
Deborah's arm was broken.
"Can we take Deborah to the crones?" she asked Diana.
Diana shook her head regretfully. "I'm sorry. How about we take Deborah to my house, and heal her there?" She looked at Chris and Dough and Laurel and Sean. " We can make up for those missed birthday parties."
So they headed to Diana's house. They ordered a pizza and planned to go down to the beach in a minute.
As they were about to go, Diana beckoned Cassie into her room. Cassie followed and waited as Diana shut and locked the door.
"Cassie." Diana walked toward Cassie in a way that reminded her of Faye. Dangerous. Suddenly Cassie was very nervous.
She remembered what Black John had said: "Swear away from your coven," Not "Swear obedience to me" or "Swear to give me the Master Tools" He'd said swear away from the coven and now she knew why.
Diana held out a hand "The Master Tools, Cassie." Cassie felt somewhat relieved. Diana was just trying to get back what had been hers. Cassie handed them over.
Diana grinned, again reminding Cassie of Faye. Cassie tried to walk toward the door but Diana blocked it. Diana pulled out the black handled knife.
"D-diana" Cassie stuttered, "I didn't do anything"
Diana smiled. "Yes you did, Cassie. You killed Kori, Mr. Fogle, and Jeffrey Lovejoy! And you're trying to kill me now that I know. But you can't. And when I tried to talk to you, you tried to kill me." Diana's musical voice was sweet. "I have no choice. When you die, I will store your magic in the Master Tools so your negative energy can't be use for evil by us because we're all good. Especially me"
Cassie couldn't believe it! Sweet, innocent Diana wanted to kill her for power! Cassie edged away.
But Diana wouldn't let her get away. She stepped forward edging Cassie toward the wall. When Cassie's back touched the wall, she looked from it to Diana, terrified.
Cassie remembered Sean in the auditorium. And Chris with the Doberman. Cassie pushed. Diana was knocked backward. She hit the chair as she fell unconscious.
Cassie took the opportunity to run. She flew toward the beach. She reached the others, gasping.
"Adam! Nick!" she choked out. She took a moment to catch her breath. "Cassie, where's Diana?" Laurel asked.
"Diana just tried to kill me!" Cassie snapped.
"WHAT!!?!?!? Diana wouldn't try to kill anybody!" The beach was filled with angry, disbelieving screams of outrage. Even Faye, Deborah and Suzan were angry.
"What happened??" Adam's voice was gentle. Cassie took a deep breath and explained everything that had happened in Diana's room.
"And then I ran here," Cassie finished, looking around at the stony faces.
"Or maybe," Chris shouted, "You DID kill KORI!" Chris lunged at her. Adam held him back. He threw Chris on the white sand.
"Maybe," Adam said slowly. "Cassie's right. I didn't want to tell you guys this, but the last few days, Diana's been.not quite herself. Kind of power- hungry. She wanted me to give her my power."
Laurel burst into angry tears. "How could you believe that, Adam? Cassie probably did it anyways! You're betraying her-Diana! You love her!"
Somehow, everyone but Adam and Cassie turned into a mob, chasing them off the beach. Adam swept her off her feet and ran.
Sky and sea, keep harm from me. Earth and fire, bring my desire. What did she desire? She wanted her friends back, Diana back.
"Cassie," Adam said urgently, "this isn't the time."
Cassie nodded and jumped out of Adams's strong arms wiping tears away. "Can we just do one thing?" she asked.
Adam nodded, "I want a remembrance of Diana and how she used to be innocent, sweet. I want to see what she put in the box that I buried."
Adam nodded again, and they found his car and drove back to the now- deserted beach. She dug it up and opened it. It was a rose. Beneath it was a small piece of paper. Soul mate, it read.
She shouted Adam and he smiled. "I knew it," he said.
Cassie was worried. "Where do we go now?" she inquired. Would they last forever, just hiding from the coven?
Adam shook his head. "No. There's this organization. I think they can help us and we can help them. It's called Circle Daybreak."
* in case you are not familiar with these thingys, it means wherever you see one of these, I don't own that paragraph. Neither does Shirley. As you can see, we don't own a whole lost. don't sue.
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