Well heres chappie 1. Hope you like this as well. Remember review. Flame me
if you want. I'll take everything into account.
*Jess*
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Chapter 1
We are here. I can't stop rejoicing. I got out of the house as soon as I could, took my skateboard and set off learning the layout and looking for landmarks.
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This weird, thought Sorka, as she skateboarded towards the school. It was a school day. Around 8-ish. No one but a group of teens aged between about 15 and 19. One guy and girl shouldn't have even been there. No one else about. Just them. Sorka was being nosy, checking out the oldest guy. Blonde, quite tall, and green eyes.
Hang on; thought Sorka, I'm not near enough to see his eyes. I'm just assuming they're green. Suddenly she felt very shivery. As if someone were checking her out. Casting their senses. She looked up and saw the older guy was staring at her. I mean really really staring.
Now the plain girl is staring thought Sorka. Slowly each member of the group turned around though some were unsure.
She started skating round the car park. Weird, thought Sorka, noticing a white '71 Chrysler Valiant, massive like a boat with an ugly blue hood. It stood out from the rest.
She decided to see what the kids wanted. They looked different. As if they and only they had been let on in something.
She executed a perfect tail grind down the handrail of the steps to the teens. Landing with an 'Ollie', she flipped her board into her arms and said, 'What?'
'Pardon?' asked the blonde guy in a familiar English accent.
'Stop with the casting senses. I've been here.what.5 minutes,' Sorka looked at an imaginary watch, 'and already I'm sick of having my mood checked out. It's annoying.'
The blonde guy just looked at her. The white blonde girl stared moodily ahead. The slightly plain brunette looked curiously. Suddenly she introduced herself.
'Hi, I'm Morgan, Morgan Rowlands.'
She extended a hand. Sorka took a step back. This was way freaky. Morgan looked put out. But still the blonde followed on from Morgans lead.
'I'm Hunter Niall.' This time Sorka winced, but found her tongue.
'I thought so.'
'You thought s.sorry.' faltered Hunter.
'You're obviously Wiccan; blonde; and English. Who else would you be? 'Cos you're not Cal.'
The blonde girl started forward but Sorka had decided to have some fun.
'Skye Eventide?' The girl stared, then realised and asked, 'Who are you?'
Sorka ignored her. She turned.
A girl her age, looked back, 'Alisa Soho,' a giggling girl and stoned looking guy, 'Ethan and Sharon,' a grim unhappy guy, 'Matt,' a dog hair covered girl, 'Jenna,' a handsome guy hand in hand with a gorgeous girl, 'Robbie and Bree,' a Goth, tattooed many times over and looked at her with what was obviously a type of respect and interest, 'Raven.'
By this time everyone had realised she was naming them. Younger than maybe even Alisa but seemingly knowing who they were.
She continued, 'Simon and Thalia go to a different school don't they? That makes 13.'
Now she noticed a muscle going in Hunters cheek, and she had to stop from crying out when he grabbed her and pulled her away from the group, save for Skye, Morgan and Alisa.
'Who are you, are you working for Ciaran?' asked Hunter, letting his seeker training take over.
'Get off me,' exclaimed Sorka struggling, 'no I'm not. I thought you had stripped his power at the power sink?'
The four exchanged looks, convincing Sorka that she'd just put her foot in it. What it was however she didn't know.
Skye took over. 'Please tell us who you are!'
It was a plea. It showed that the blood witches were shaken. Really, thought Sorka, witches shouldn't be crossed; I'll bear that in mind next time I want to antagonise one of them.
She mouthed 'can't speak' and thankfully Hunter let her go.
'Well.erm.my name is Sorka, Sorka Skye Jesse DarkWaters if you want my full name. Though I'm often mistaken for a girl called Moira Niall.'
She looked with renewed interest for their reactions. Morgan paled; Hunter tight-lipped; Alisa amused; and Skye incredulous.
She continued, ' I'm 15. I'm English and I'm sticking around. Even if it's just to annoy Hunter and see how long it'll take for his head to explode around me.' She looked on amused as Hunters usually grim face actually managed a smile.'
Sorka muttered something.
'Pardon,' asked the polite as ever Hunter.
'I've err.been told that you never smile. Nice to see your human like the rest of us but somehow not.'
The others cracked up. Eventually Morgan choked out, ' Ive been telling him that ever since I got in a position to know him better.'
'Are you sure you're English?'
'Yeah why'd'ya ask?'
'Well I thought all English were like Hunter?'
'What? A gorgeous witch that doesn't get out much and needs to be taught a sense of humour? I think not!'
Luckily Hunter didn't seem to be offended and Sorka let out the breath she didn't even know she had been holding.
'You remind me of.' started Morgan, 'Killian,' Sorka finished, 'yeah I know. I've got his attitude unfortunately as well as his love of annoying Hunter. FUN.' She grimaced.
Suddenly Sorka felt faint and then she blacked out. Whilst the others looked on in confusion.
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It seemed only a few moments later that Sorka opened her eyes. Though she didn't know it was to the relived stares of the Blood witches. Finally her gaze focused and she sat up with difficulty.
Then she noticed the sad faces of the group and her heart plummeted into her stomach.
'Your parents have had a freak accident and the dark wave set on them,' said Hunter by way of a greeting. A gleeful smile lit up her features. Hunter was taken aback. Seeing this Sorka tried to explain.
'I'm, glad it happened or I would have gone mad. I've been trying to kill them for years. When it failed I tried committing suicide. Do you know how hard it is to kill yourself when you're not allowed?'
'What do you mean?' said the quiet spoken Skye.
'Some witch was called in. Something MacEwan. I believe it was Morgan's ancestor Rose. She bound me.' She saw them glance at each other in confusion. 'Really. I didn't think that you'd believe that she'd been brought back to life.'
Hunter sighed. 'How, why, and what do you know all about us?'
'Do you have a few days to spare?' asked Sorka quoting Alisa, and winked.
'We'll get you out of this hospital bed and to my house first so that you can explain away with some other blood witches. We'll all stay as long as it takes' answered Hunter not quite getting the joke. Alisa winked back and grinned. She had just found another friend beside Mary K and Jaycee.
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Well this is da first chappie finished. The next will be up once I have written it. I just hope it doesn't take 2 soon!!!!
*Jess*
Plz R/R tho u kno dat already. Its da ickle button on the left at da bottom of dis screen.
*Jess*
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Chapter 1
We are here. I can't stop rejoicing. I got out of the house as soon as I could, took my skateboard and set off learning the layout and looking for landmarks.
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This weird, thought Sorka, as she skateboarded towards the school. It was a school day. Around 8-ish. No one but a group of teens aged between about 15 and 19. One guy and girl shouldn't have even been there. No one else about. Just them. Sorka was being nosy, checking out the oldest guy. Blonde, quite tall, and green eyes.
Hang on; thought Sorka, I'm not near enough to see his eyes. I'm just assuming they're green. Suddenly she felt very shivery. As if someone were checking her out. Casting their senses. She looked up and saw the older guy was staring at her. I mean really really staring.
Now the plain girl is staring thought Sorka. Slowly each member of the group turned around though some were unsure.
She started skating round the car park. Weird, thought Sorka, noticing a white '71 Chrysler Valiant, massive like a boat with an ugly blue hood. It stood out from the rest.
She decided to see what the kids wanted. They looked different. As if they and only they had been let on in something.
She executed a perfect tail grind down the handrail of the steps to the teens. Landing with an 'Ollie', she flipped her board into her arms and said, 'What?'
'Pardon?' asked the blonde guy in a familiar English accent.
'Stop with the casting senses. I've been here.what.5 minutes,' Sorka looked at an imaginary watch, 'and already I'm sick of having my mood checked out. It's annoying.'
The blonde guy just looked at her. The white blonde girl stared moodily ahead. The slightly plain brunette looked curiously. Suddenly she introduced herself.
'Hi, I'm Morgan, Morgan Rowlands.'
She extended a hand. Sorka took a step back. This was way freaky. Morgan looked put out. But still the blonde followed on from Morgans lead.
'I'm Hunter Niall.' This time Sorka winced, but found her tongue.
'I thought so.'
'You thought s.sorry.' faltered Hunter.
'You're obviously Wiccan; blonde; and English. Who else would you be? 'Cos you're not Cal.'
The blonde girl started forward but Sorka had decided to have some fun.
'Skye Eventide?' The girl stared, then realised and asked, 'Who are you?'
Sorka ignored her. She turned.
A girl her age, looked back, 'Alisa Soho,' a giggling girl and stoned looking guy, 'Ethan and Sharon,' a grim unhappy guy, 'Matt,' a dog hair covered girl, 'Jenna,' a handsome guy hand in hand with a gorgeous girl, 'Robbie and Bree,' a Goth, tattooed many times over and looked at her with what was obviously a type of respect and interest, 'Raven.'
By this time everyone had realised she was naming them. Younger than maybe even Alisa but seemingly knowing who they were.
She continued, 'Simon and Thalia go to a different school don't they? That makes 13.'
Now she noticed a muscle going in Hunters cheek, and she had to stop from crying out when he grabbed her and pulled her away from the group, save for Skye, Morgan and Alisa.
'Who are you, are you working for Ciaran?' asked Hunter, letting his seeker training take over.
'Get off me,' exclaimed Sorka struggling, 'no I'm not. I thought you had stripped his power at the power sink?'
The four exchanged looks, convincing Sorka that she'd just put her foot in it. What it was however she didn't know.
Skye took over. 'Please tell us who you are!'
It was a plea. It showed that the blood witches were shaken. Really, thought Sorka, witches shouldn't be crossed; I'll bear that in mind next time I want to antagonise one of them.
She mouthed 'can't speak' and thankfully Hunter let her go.
'Well.erm.my name is Sorka, Sorka Skye Jesse DarkWaters if you want my full name. Though I'm often mistaken for a girl called Moira Niall.'
She looked with renewed interest for their reactions. Morgan paled; Hunter tight-lipped; Alisa amused; and Skye incredulous.
She continued, ' I'm 15. I'm English and I'm sticking around. Even if it's just to annoy Hunter and see how long it'll take for his head to explode around me.' She looked on amused as Hunters usually grim face actually managed a smile.'
Sorka muttered something.
'Pardon,' asked the polite as ever Hunter.
'I've err.been told that you never smile. Nice to see your human like the rest of us but somehow not.'
The others cracked up. Eventually Morgan choked out, ' Ive been telling him that ever since I got in a position to know him better.'
'Are you sure you're English?'
'Yeah why'd'ya ask?'
'Well I thought all English were like Hunter?'
'What? A gorgeous witch that doesn't get out much and needs to be taught a sense of humour? I think not!'
Luckily Hunter didn't seem to be offended and Sorka let out the breath she didn't even know she had been holding.
'You remind me of.' started Morgan, 'Killian,' Sorka finished, 'yeah I know. I've got his attitude unfortunately as well as his love of annoying Hunter. FUN.' She grimaced.
Suddenly Sorka felt faint and then she blacked out. Whilst the others looked on in confusion.
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It seemed only a few moments later that Sorka opened her eyes. Though she didn't know it was to the relived stares of the Blood witches. Finally her gaze focused and she sat up with difficulty.
Then she noticed the sad faces of the group and her heart plummeted into her stomach.
'Your parents have had a freak accident and the dark wave set on them,' said Hunter by way of a greeting. A gleeful smile lit up her features. Hunter was taken aback. Seeing this Sorka tried to explain.
'I'm, glad it happened or I would have gone mad. I've been trying to kill them for years. When it failed I tried committing suicide. Do you know how hard it is to kill yourself when you're not allowed?'
'What do you mean?' said the quiet spoken Skye.
'Some witch was called in. Something MacEwan. I believe it was Morgan's ancestor Rose. She bound me.' She saw them glance at each other in confusion. 'Really. I didn't think that you'd believe that she'd been brought back to life.'
Hunter sighed. 'How, why, and what do you know all about us?'
'Do you have a few days to spare?' asked Sorka quoting Alisa, and winked.
'We'll get you out of this hospital bed and to my house first so that you can explain away with some other blood witches. We'll all stay as long as it takes' answered Hunter not quite getting the joke. Alisa winked back and grinned. She had just found another friend beside Mary K and Jaycee.
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Well this is da first chappie finished. The next will be up once I have written it. I just hope it doesn't take 2 soon!!!!
*Jess*
Plz R/R tho u kno dat already. Its da ickle button on the left at da bottom of dis screen.
