Erm.sorry its bn a long time. I lost my notes and couldn't remember exactly
wot was gonna happen in this chappie. But its sorted and although it's a
short chappie at least u got one. Remember the drill.flame me if u want but
plz plz review cos I need all the help I can get. Neway thanks to all my
reviewers.
I wud put ur names in dis space bt since my computer has just decided to
fuck itself up I can't. Neway thanx 4 all the encouragement.to those who
flamed me *thinks if ne1 does* well thankyou 4 them nd I have taken into
account ur comments.
15/9/03 - my computer is fixed. Thankyou to:- Amanda - I may use some facts but it depends if I have time or the energy to research it.
Rowana Silvakisma a.k.a Nobelium - I managed to get pics at sports day but of course you weren't being very helpful. The idea of putting you in my story is good. But do you really want your head chopped off? You better be grateful. And are SpleenEmina and Smelliephant on ff.net?
Tree Climber - thanx
Hannah - I know it's a bit confusing but I'm tryng my best but I'm thinking up things for this fic faster than I can type.
Cari - what do you think this chappie is? Just for you!
Briony - maybe there is a place called Widows vale, you never know.
*Jess*
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Chapter 2
I can't believe this is happening. I never thought to question the existence of Cate Tiernan's wonderful world. I was wrong. I am sooo stupid!!!! Just how do I explain?...
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Hunter was having to 'carry' the (mock) screaming and kicking Sorka to his car. It was a battered Honda and Morgan, Skye and Alisa were barely able to watch from giggling.
'I refuse to get in that heap, it might collapse, it's scary,' screamed Sorka right in Hunters ear, 'anyway I'm not allowed to go home with strangers. You might enforce some strict century old house rules on me.'
'Sorka it's me Hunter, I'm taking you home it's all right. Shhhh!' attempted Hunter in what he thought was a soothing voice.
'PUT ME DOWN!!!'
'OW ow ow ow ow ow ow ow,' Goddess, I get the picture.
What have I done to deserve this whined Hunter in a witch message to Morgan.
'Erm.do u want folder on why. 1. You own a ***** car and expect me to travel in it. 2. You look like you needed some kicking up the backside but I settled for everywhere else. 3. Need I go on???' lectured Sorka in that disapproving teachers voice they use right before you get detention.
'How will you get home?' Hunter seemed genuinely concerned, 'and how will I be able to find your house without you as my guide?'
'Ever tried the scrying spell the Halliwell sisters in Charmed do? Probably not. I won't go into details. My address is ......(fill in the blank)....... If you looked you will have seen that I have a skateboard, I can lead you and beat that dump at the same time.'
With that she dropped her board and started skating up and down the pavement dodging around the pedestrians and making use of the deserted road's road bumps.
Finally, Hunter and the others managed to get inside the car, which seemed not to have a door, and Sorka set off with them many steps behind her.
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Everyone was helping Sorka to sort out the mess that had been her house. Amazingly her house was untouched. Or so it seemed from the outside. Morgan expressed the fear to Hunter that someone had refined the dark wave spell so that it left the stone/rock structures alone, meaning that a whole coven could lie untouched for months without anyone knowing they were dead. As soon as she expressed this in witch messages and hushed tones, Sorka popped her head round the door of the room in which her former parents now lay, where Morgan and Hunter were supposed to be sorting out arrangements.
'Erm.Morgan I doubt it, I mean we American's are so clever, why would we waste an amazing discovery on 2 of Britain's elite,' Sorka clapped her hand over her mouth, 'weirdest most normal non threatening parents.' She finished lamely.
She knows something snarled Hunter as he witch messaged Morgan.
'I don't.' Sorka said.
'How do you do that?' asked Morgan interestingly.
'What listen into the witch messages you use when you don't want me to hear something. Y'know, Morgan, yours and Cals were the cutest messages and also the most emotion filled,' She watched as Morgan nodded her head, 'I've always been able to hear witch messages, ever since I lived in Ballynigel, I hear basically every single message, but I can block them out and recall them if they were important.'
'You lived in Ballynigel?' Hunter seemed really interested now.
'Yeah.' Said Sorka slowly, 'did I not mention that? I moved there when I was five. I only put on an English accent when I have to,' she swopped to a slight English/Irish accent, 'Angus' nephew, who is very fit, did a spell which went wrong.' Seeing the incredulous expressions on the Wiccan's faces, 'oh Angus' younger sister Siobhan was away visiting friends in England at the time where she met Kane, Ciaran's disowned younger brother, and they got married and had Heath.'
Just as Hunter seemed to blow up with anger (or maybe questions), Alisa called out to them to come see something.
They reached the door to Sorka's untouched bedroom, where Alisa had been sorting through things with Sorka, before she abandoned it to listen in on the ex Seeker and his girlfriend. Alisa had been going through Sorka's books that had fallen off the bookshelf with the force of the dark wave.
She had a total of 14 books in one pile by her knees and one on her lap.
'Uh-oh' breathed Sorka.
'This series by a lady called Cate Tiernan is all about us. Well mostly about Morgan. Starting with the day Cal started at school. These 14 books are things that have happened to us except for the 15 book. As far as I'm concerned it won't happen for several years, decades even.'
'Hunter if you wanna borrow I dunno the first 4 or 5 books you can read exactly every thing that happened between your Muirn Beatha Dan and your half brother.' Grinned Sorka, teasing him.
AS she thought he would, Hunter rose to the bait, saying solemnly, 'I think I will, the books please Alisa.' He stretched out his hand expectantly.
Morgan blanched whilst Alisa and Sorka killed themselves laughing. Then the books started throwing themselves around.
'Control yourself Alisa?!' asked Sorka pleadingly, 'Those books aren't even a year old and I want to keep them for.just in case.'
'Sorry Sorka, no can do, the specialists are still researching things they think will help and faxing them to the boss. Except his fax machine is about as rickety as his car.' the girls went off into even more reams of giggles.
Really thought Skye who had watched the whole procedure without saying anything, they are acting like kids. But then again I used to enjoy laughing like that with my old mates, and even Raven.
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In a dingy flat in the heart of New York, a telephone rang. The hand that picked it up was withered and decaying. The voice that spoke into the mouthpiece was gravely and grating.
It said, 'Ahh Ciaran, now I see that you are better. Is Kyle ready to brief his sister? Well I hope so, about time too. Make sure that troublemaker is out the way though. Why should we fail, just because you've not got your full powers back yet doesn't mean we should fail. Ciaran, because of your Woodbane blood you will succeed. Of course,' it mused, 'you've also got some Leapvauhn blood in you, which I suppose is where Killian became so insolent. DO NOT FAIL ME!!!'
As the whiff of decaying flesh drifted on the air, the body attached to the hand rose. The t-shirt lifted just a fraction but it was enough to see the brand of an upside down pentacle on the belly.
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Now press the little button on the left plz and R/R!!! I've probably got a million facts wrong so plz tell me.
*Jess*
15/9/03 - my computer is fixed. Thankyou to:- Amanda - I may use some facts but it depends if I have time or the energy to research it.
Rowana Silvakisma a.k.a Nobelium - I managed to get pics at sports day but of course you weren't being very helpful. The idea of putting you in my story is good. But do you really want your head chopped off? You better be grateful. And are SpleenEmina and Smelliephant on ff.net?
Tree Climber - thanx
Hannah - I know it's a bit confusing but I'm tryng my best but I'm thinking up things for this fic faster than I can type.
Cari - what do you think this chappie is? Just for you!
Briony - maybe there is a place called Widows vale, you never know.
*Jess*
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Chapter 2
I can't believe this is happening. I never thought to question the existence of Cate Tiernan's wonderful world. I was wrong. I am sooo stupid!!!! Just how do I explain?...
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Hunter was having to 'carry' the (mock) screaming and kicking Sorka to his car. It was a battered Honda and Morgan, Skye and Alisa were barely able to watch from giggling.
'I refuse to get in that heap, it might collapse, it's scary,' screamed Sorka right in Hunters ear, 'anyway I'm not allowed to go home with strangers. You might enforce some strict century old house rules on me.'
'Sorka it's me Hunter, I'm taking you home it's all right. Shhhh!' attempted Hunter in what he thought was a soothing voice.
'PUT ME DOWN!!!'
'OW ow ow ow ow ow ow ow,' Goddess, I get the picture.
What have I done to deserve this whined Hunter in a witch message to Morgan.
'Erm.do u want folder on why. 1. You own a ***** car and expect me to travel in it. 2. You look like you needed some kicking up the backside but I settled for everywhere else. 3. Need I go on???' lectured Sorka in that disapproving teachers voice they use right before you get detention.
'How will you get home?' Hunter seemed genuinely concerned, 'and how will I be able to find your house without you as my guide?'
'Ever tried the scrying spell the Halliwell sisters in Charmed do? Probably not. I won't go into details. My address is ......(fill in the blank)....... If you looked you will have seen that I have a skateboard, I can lead you and beat that dump at the same time.'
With that she dropped her board and started skating up and down the pavement dodging around the pedestrians and making use of the deserted road's road bumps.
Finally, Hunter and the others managed to get inside the car, which seemed not to have a door, and Sorka set off with them many steps behind her.
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Everyone was helping Sorka to sort out the mess that had been her house. Amazingly her house was untouched. Or so it seemed from the outside. Morgan expressed the fear to Hunter that someone had refined the dark wave spell so that it left the stone/rock structures alone, meaning that a whole coven could lie untouched for months without anyone knowing they were dead. As soon as she expressed this in witch messages and hushed tones, Sorka popped her head round the door of the room in which her former parents now lay, where Morgan and Hunter were supposed to be sorting out arrangements.
'Erm.Morgan I doubt it, I mean we American's are so clever, why would we waste an amazing discovery on 2 of Britain's elite,' Sorka clapped her hand over her mouth, 'weirdest most normal non threatening parents.' She finished lamely.
She knows something snarled Hunter as he witch messaged Morgan.
'I don't.' Sorka said.
'How do you do that?' asked Morgan interestingly.
'What listen into the witch messages you use when you don't want me to hear something. Y'know, Morgan, yours and Cals were the cutest messages and also the most emotion filled,' She watched as Morgan nodded her head, 'I've always been able to hear witch messages, ever since I lived in Ballynigel, I hear basically every single message, but I can block them out and recall them if they were important.'
'You lived in Ballynigel?' Hunter seemed really interested now.
'Yeah.' Said Sorka slowly, 'did I not mention that? I moved there when I was five. I only put on an English accent when I have to,' she swopped to a slight English/Irish accent, 'Angus' nephew, who is very fit, did a spell which went wrong.' Seeing the incredulous expressions on the Wiccan's faces, 'oh Angus' younger sister Siobhan was away visiting friends in England at the time where she met Kane, Ciaran's disowned younger brother, and they got married and had Heath.'
Just as Hunter seemed to blow up with anger (or maybe questions), Alisa called out to them to come see something.
They reached the door to Sorka's untouched bedroom, where Alisa had been sorting through things with Sorka, before she abandoned it to listen in on the ex Seeker and his girlfriend. Alisa had been going through Sorka's books that had fallen off the bookshelf with the force of the dark wave.
She had a total of 14 books in one pile by her knees and one on her lap.
'Uh-oh' breathed Sorka.
'This series by a lady called Cate Tiernan is all about us. Well mostly about Morgan. Starting with the day Cal started at school. These 14 books are things that have happened to us except for the 15 book. As far as I'm concerned it won't happen for several years, decades even.'
'Hunter if you wanna borrow I dunno the first 4 or 5 books you can read exactly every thing that happened between your Muirn Beatha Dan and your half brother.' Grinned Sorka, teasing him.
AS she thought he would, Hunter rose to the bait, saying solemnly, 'I think I will, the books please Alisa.' He stretched out his hand expectantly.
Morgan blanched whilst Alisa and Sorka killed themselves laughing. Then the books started throwing themselves around.
'Control yourself Alisa?!' asked Sorka pleadingly, 'Those books aren't even a year old and I want to keep them for.just in case.'
'Sorry Sorka, no can do, the specialists are still researching things they think will help and faxing them to the boss. Except his fax machine is about as rickety as his car.' the girls went off into even more reams of giggles.
Really thought Skye who had watched the whole procedure without saying anything, they are acting like kids. But then again I used to enjoy laughing like that with my old mates, and even Raven.
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In a dingy flat in the heart of New York, a telephone rang. The hand that picked it up was withered and decaying. The voice that spoke into the mouthpiece was gravely and grating.
It said, 'Ahh Ciaran, now I see that you are better. Is Kyle ready to brief his sister? Well I hope so, about time too. Make sure that troublemaker is out the way though. Why should we fail, just because you've not got your full powers back yet doesn't mean we should fail. Ciaran, because of your Woodbane blood you will succeed. Of course,' it mused, 'you've also got some Leapvauhn blood in you, which I suppose is where Killian became so insolent. DO NOT FAIL ME!!!'
As the whiff of decaying flesh drifted on the air, the body attached to the hand rose. The t-shirt lifted just a fraction but it was enough to see the brand of an upside down pentacle on the belly.
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Now press the little button on the left plz and R/R!!! I've probably got a million facts wrong so plz tell me.
*Jess*
