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Chapter 3: Dream Rituals
"Morgan?" Alwyn slowly walked into Morgan's bedroom and she tapped her lightly on the shoulder, "Morgan?" Morgan lightly lifted her eyelids and automatically cast out her senses, just her and Alwyn in the apartment. "Alwyn? What time is it?" "Err, 9am I think, something like that anyway" "Oh okay, where's Hunter?" "He took Taryn Shopping in the village, in the stroller we borrowed from Bree, they looked so cute, he's not been gone long." Alwyn told her.
"So what's up Alwyn?" Morgan asked, "You don't hate me do you?" she asked, "No Alwyn, you just did what you were asked of, but I would have liked to known them, especially a cousin of my mothers." Morgan sighed, "Well its just they wanted to wait, until Belwicket was properly up and running and recovered, its took them a while to get back off the ground after the dark wave" Alwyn explained, "They also thought that after the life you've had well since you've learned about being a witch, they should give you a while to deal." "Yeah, I guess I understand that." Morgan sighed "Its just, this is really big news, I thought all the Riordan woman were only children," Morgan's eyebrows creased. "Well MacKenna's mother had another child after having Mackenna but their father named her Keira instead of having the tradition M, she was your mum's aunt, but then she had a daughter called Kerry, who married a dark woodbane called Michael Flynn, which everyone, as you can imagine didn't really appreciate, Kerry and Michael survived the dark wave as well as Ryann Duffy and Mariah Keefe who were on holiday when it came, Michael died a year later, no body knows how. And that's the whole story, well all I know of it anyway" Morgan smiled her appreciation to Alwyn for telling her. "Oh my god that felt so good to get out!" Alwyn smiled. "Would you mind going into the living room while I get dressed?" Morgan asked. "No, go ahead"
Alwyn left the room and closed the door. Morgan threw on a pair of black jeans and a flannel shirt, and headed into the living room where Alwyn was sitting on the couch talking to Bree.
"So does it hurt?" Bree asked
"Well" Alwyn began
"Oh dear god" Bree cried with a grimacing look on her face
"Don't worry though because when it's all over you have a little baby"
Alwyn smiled "Have you thought of any names yet?" she asked
"Well I've a sonogram booked next week and we're going to find out the
sex" Bree smiled "Robbie says he doesn't want to know until the birth
but I'm dying to know, but yeah I've thought of a few names if it's a
girl, because I promised Robbie he could name it if it's a boy"
Morgan sat on the armchair, "So what are the names you've thought of, but I've got dibs on Moira" Morgan laughed
"Well if it's a girl, which I really hope it is, Caitlyn which is Gaelic for Pure Beauty or Morgan which is code for how much I love my best friend" Bree smiled, Morgan felt a tear reach the corner of her eyes.
"You'd really name your child after me?"
"Of course, you're like my idol, I love you Morgan"
"I'm your idol?" Morgan laughed
"Well you've got these amazing powers and you don't abuse them, even though I know you find extremely hard not to" Bree smiled "but the point is you don't, you used them for good and I'm proud of you." Morgan grabbed Bree and hugged her hard.
"Okay Morgan, baby needs oxygen here or there'll be nothing to name" Bree joked. Just then Robbie walked in, "Hey people" he said.
"Robbie we were just talking about what Bree would call the baby if it's a girl, what about if it's a boy?" Alwyn asked
"I've got a few I was thinking Liam?" Bree's face grimaced "Okay then Jack?" Yet again Bree screwed up her face "Okay how bout Max?" Bree thought about it "Getting there, it's a maybe" she said "anything else?" "Alex?" Bree nodded slightly, "Okay, Max and Alex are both maybes" Morgan and Alwyn laughed at the pair.
"We're home" Hunter called when he walked through the door pushing Taryn in the stroller with shopping bags hanging from it. "We know," the three blood witches Sky, Alwyn and Morgan said together. Raven and Sky were sat on the floor while Alwyn, Robbie and Bree took up the couch and Morgan on the armchair they were watching re-runs of friends. "I love this episode," Bree commented, "Which one is it?" Morgan asked "The one with the holiday armadillo, its so funny" Morgan got up out of her chair and took Taryn out of the stroller and handed her to Alwyn, the went back into the kitchen to help Hunter unpack the groceries. "What ya been buying?" Morgan asked her fiancée "Just food and stuff and a present for you" Hunter grinned, Morgan's face lit up "A present?" she smiled "You'll see" he winked.
When they finished unpacking the groceries they walked back into the living room, Hunter sat on the armchair and Morgan sat on his lap.
"I found a nice little English shop Sky" Hunter said, "Sells PG tips, Jaffa cakes, crumpets oh god loads of English food" Sky's eye went wide "Did they have any McVities Chocolate biscuits?" "Yes, and I got some for you" Hunter smiled "Oh great, you're a life saver!" Raven, who had stayed almost silent the entire time (which Morgan found rather unbelievable) spoke up "Yea I love those too, extremely addictive, you can't have just one, and they're great after a circle" Okay? Am I in some alternate reality here? Morgan thought, this isn't Raven. Morgan met with Bree's eyes she could tell she was thinking the same.
"I was thinking we could all go out for a meal tonight" Hunter suggested,
"Ooh how about the Rib Shack?" Morgan asked
"How about no!" Bree said shooting up and running to the bathroom
"How about she stays at home?" Raven cried
Ah, there's Raven Morgan thought laughing to herself.
"Well do you know where Bree could go where she wouldn't throw up every 5 minutes?" Raven asked after Sky gave her one of those looks telling her to shut up.
"The salad bar?" Robbie said, "Meat's giving her the up chucks lately,"
Alwyn began laughing to herself "What?" Morgan asked "I just remember that stage when I was pregnant, a month later I was craving meat" she then slightly paused before continuing. "And Chocolate, candy of all kinds, it didn't matter which, cakes, biscuits, pancakes Chinese food and pizza's" Alwyn added to which Robbie groaned imagining Bree going through all of that.
"I'll just stay at home I think" Bree said, "You guys go, I'll even look after Taryn for you Alwyn, you know for practise."
"Are you sure?" Alwyn asked
"Yeah, I can't face eating anything at the minute." Bree said
"I'll stay with you," Robbie offered "We'll rent a movie or something"
"So Rib Shack?" Morgan asked again
"Tonight was fun wasn't it?" Morgan said later that evening when she and Hunter were settling into bed. "Yes, love, I must say though, those rib were fantastic." "See what did I tell you" "Oh Morgan I forgot one thing, your present" "Oh yes, my amazing present" Morgan smiled, Hunter reached over to his bedside table and opened the drawer and pulled out a long silver envelope and handed it to Morgan. She lifted the flap and pulled out two plane tickets. "Hunter? What is this?" "Next week you and I are going to take off to Dublin from there we're going to catch a train to Cobh, the town where your mothers cousin and Belwicket it."
"Oh my god Hunter! I love you! I can't believe you did this! Thank you!"
"Just doing my job" Hunter smiled "Now I'm knackered, those ribs took it all out of me," he laughed
They both settled down and fell asleep.
~*~The Celtic amulet shone a brilliant white light. Witches everywhere fell to the ground, cringing in pain. All of the writhing in agony, Morgan felt their pain, Clouds of light rose for each of there mouths and travelled across the globe to it the black stone turned ocean blue. Maura picked up the amulet and put it around her neck, and absorbed the power from it into herself, she then looked at her 11 coven members and she pricked her finger with a pin and drew a pentagram on each of their foreheads, she then looked at her daughter Mynra, who looked somewhat reluctant but afraid to say anything, and drew a pentagram on her forehead also, Maura chanted a long complex spell, written in Gaelic which made their blood pentagrams turn gold as she gave the other 11 witches so like herself more power, and also to her daughter.
"We won't be stopped now, there is no one on this earth that has the power to prevent us from my vision" Maura cried.
"Is that right?" came a sound from her daughter~*~
Morgan's eyes flashed open, and she sat up in bed, she walked to the bathroom to rinse her face with cold water. She stood in front of the basin and lifted her head to face the mirror, she wished she hadn't she blinked a couple of times to make sure she was seeing correctly, she rubbed her finger on her forehead and looked at it, sure enough, there was blood on it, she looked at the pentagram made by blood on her forehead again to make sure it wasn't her imagination.
"Hunter? Hunter! Wake up!" Hunter sat up straight away on full alert, "Morgan? What is it? What's wrong?" "Look!" she said pointing at her forehead showing him the blood pentagram, "That was on my head when I woke up after the dream I had!" "Okay what happened in it?" Hunter asked calmly.
Morgan told him everything, the witches in pain loosing their powers, her evil ancestor gaining them and then drawing the blood pentagrams on her coven's foreheads, and then sharing the powers with them and how reluctant her daughter was and then how she promised to stop them at the end.
"Thank the goddess we're going to Ireland next week Hunter, we can figure this out." "You're right Morgan, but it seems these dreams are getting too real, I think you should wash that pentagram off" Hunter followed Morgan into the bathroom where she took a wash cloth and rubbed the blood from her head. "Is everything okay in here?" Alwyn said poking her head into the bathroom "I was woken by a commotion" "Morgan had a bad dream, that's all, just go back to bed Alwyn" "Hunter, you should know better than anyone, its almost impossible to lie to a witch" Alwyn said folding her arms. "She had a dream about her ancestors again but it was a little to real for our liking" Hunter told his little sister "Alwyn what time is it?" Morgan asked "3am maybe" Alwyn was like her brother, they both had a good sense for time, they had no need for a clock, it was like they had a mental one fixed into their brain. "Are you okay Morgan?" Alwyn asked "I'll be fine, the sooner we get to Ireland and sort this, the better"
Chapter 3: Dream Rituals
"Morgan?" Alwyn slowly walked into Morgan's bedroom and she tapped her lightly on the shoulder, "Morgan?" Morgan lightly lifted her eyelids and automatically cast out her senses, just her and Alwyn in the apartment. "Alwyn? What time is it?" "Err, 9am I think, something like that anyway" "Oh okay, where's Hunter?" "He took Taryn Shopping in the village, in the stroller we borrowed from Bree, they looked so cute, he's not been gone long." Alwyn told her.
"So what's up Alwyn?" Morgan asked, "You don't hate me do you?" she asked, "No Alwyn, you just did what you were asked of, but I would have liked to known them, especially a cousin of my mothers." Morgan sighed, "Well its just they wanted to wait, until Belwicket was properly up and running and recovered, its took them a while to get back off the ground after the dark wave" Alwyn explained, "They also thought that after the life you've had well since you've learned about being a witch, they should give you a while to deal." "Yeah, I guess I understand that." Morgan sighed "Its just, this is really big news, I thought all the Riordan woman were only children," Morgan's eyebrows creased. "Well MacKenna's mother had another child after having Mackenna but their father named her Keira instead of having the tradition M, she was your mum's aunt, but then she had a daughter called Kerry, who married a dark woodbane called Michael Flynn, which everyone, as you can imagine didn't really appreciate, Kerry and Michael survived the dark wave as well as Ryann Duffy and Mariah Keefe who were on holiday when it came, Michael died a year later, no body knows how. And that's the whole story, well all I know of it anyway" Morgan smiled her appreciation to Alwyn for telling her. "Oh my god that felt so good to get out!" Alwyn smiled. "Would you mind going into the living room while I get dressed?" Morgan asked. "No, go ahead"
Alwyn left the room and closed the door. Morgan threw on a pair of black jeans and a flannel shirt, and headed into the living room where Alwyn was sitting on the couch talking to Bree.
"So does it hurt?" Bree asked
"Well" Alwyn began
"Oh dear god" Bree cried with a grimacing look on her face
"Don't worry though because when it's all over you have a little baby"
Alwyn smiled "Have you thought of any names yet?" she asked
"Well I've a sonogram booked next week and we're going to find out the
sex" Bree smiled "Robbie says he doesn't want to know until the birth
but I'm dying to know, but yeah I've thought of a few names if it's a
girl, because I promised Robbie he could name it if it's a boy"
Morgan sat on the armchair, "So what are the names you've thought of, but I've got dibs on Moira" Morgan laughed
"Well if it's a girl, which I really hope it is, Caitlyn which is Gaelic for Pure Beauty or Morgan which is code for how much I love my best friend" Bree smiled, Morgan felt a tear reach the corner of her eyes.
"You'd really name your child after me?"
"Of course, you're like my idol, I love you Morgan"
"I'm your idol?" Morgan laughed
"Well you've got these amazing powers and you don't abuse them, even though I know you find extremely hard not to" Bree smiled "but the point is you don't, you used them for good and I'm proud of you." Morgan grabbed Bree and hugged her hard.
"Okay Morgan, baby needs oxygen here or there'll be nothing to name" Bree joked. Just then Robbie walked in, "Hey people" he said.
"Robbie we were just talking about what Bree would call the baby if it's a girl, what about if it's a boy?" Alwyn asked
"I've got a few I was thinking Liam?" Bree's face grimaced "Okay then Jack?" Yet again Bree screwed up her face "Okay how bout Max?" Bree thought about it "Getting there, it's a maybe" she said "anything else?" "Alex?" Bree nodded slightly, "Okay, Max and Alex are both maybes" Morgan and Alwyn laughed at the pair.
"We're home" Hunter called when he walked through the door pushing Taryn in the stroller with shopping bags hanging from it. "We know," the three blood witches Sky, Alwyn and Morgan said together. Raven and Sky were sat on the floor while Alwyn, Robbie and Bree took up the couch and Morgan on the armchair they were watching re-runs of friends. "I love this episode," Bree commented, "Which one is it?" Morgan asked "The one with the holiday armadillo, its so funny" Morgan got up out of her chair and took Taryn out of the stroller and handed her to Alwyn, the went back into the kitchen to help Hunter unpack the groceries. "What ya been buying?" Morgan asked her fiancée "Just food and stuff and a present for you" Hunter grinned, Morgan's face lit up "A present?" she smiled "You'll see" he winked.
When they finished unpacking the groceries they walked back into the living room, Hunter sat on the armchair and Morgan sat on his lap.
"I found a nice little English shop Sky" Hunter said, "Sells PG tips, Jaffa cakes, crumpets oh god loads of English food" Sky's eye went wide "Did they have any McVities Chocolate biscuits?" "Yes, and I got some for you" Hunter smiled "Oh great, you're a life saver!" Raven, who had stayed almost silent the entire time (which Morgan found rather unbelievable) spoke up "Yea I love those too, extremely addictive, you can't have just one, and they're great after a circle" Okay? Am I in some alternate reality here? Morgan thought, this isn't Raven. Morgan met with Bree's eyes she could tell she was thinking the same.
"I was thinking we could all go out for a meal tonight" Hunter suggested,
"Ooh how about the Rib Shack?" Morgan asked
"How about no!" Bree said shooting up and running to the bathroom
"How about she stays at home?" Raven cried
Ah, there's Raven Morgan thought laughing to herself.
"Well do you know where Bree could go where she wouldn't throw up every 5 minutes?" Raven asked after Sky gave her one of those looks telling her to shut up.
"The salad bar?" Robbie said, "Meat's giving her the up chucks lately,"
Alwyn began laughing to herself "What?" Morgan asked "I just remember that stage when I was pregnant, a month later I was craving meat" she then slightly paused before continuing. "And Chocolate, candy of all kinds, it didn't matter which, cakes, biscuits, pancakes Chinese food and pizza's" Alwyn added to which Robbie groaned imagining Bree going through all of that.
"I'll just stay at home I think" Bree said, "You guys go, I'll even look after Taryn for you Alwyn, you know for practise."
"Are you sure?" Alwyn asked
"Yeah, I can't face eating anything at the minute." Bree said
"I'll stay with you," Robbie offered "We'll rent a movie or something"
"So Rib Shack?" Morgan asked again
"Tonight was fun wasn't it?" Morgan said later that evening when she and Hunter were settling into bed. "Yes, love, I must say though, those rib were fantastic." "See what did I tell you" "Oh Morgan I forgot one thing, your present" "Oh yes, my amazing present" Morgan smiled, Hunter reached over to his bedside table and opened the drawer and pulled out a long silver envelope and handed it to Morgan. She lifted the flap and pulled out two plane tickets. "Hunter? What is this?" "Next week you and I are going to take off to Dublin from there we're going to catch a train to Cobh, the town where your mothers cousin and Belwicket it."
"Oh my god Hunter! I love you! I can't believe you did this! Thank you!"
"Just doing my job" Hunter smiled "Now I'm knackered, those ribs took it all out of me," he laughed
They both settled down and fell asleep.
~*~The Celtic amulet shone a brilliant white light. Witches everywhere fell to the ground, cringing in pain. All of the writhing in agony, Morgan felt their pain, Clouds of light rose for each of there mouths and travelled across the globe to it the black stone turned ocean blue. Maura picked up the amulet and put it around her neck, and absorbed the power from it into herself, she then looked at her 11 coven members and she pricked her finger with a pin and drew a pentagram on each of their foreheads, she then looked at her daughter Mynra, who looked somewhat reluctant but afraid to say anything, and drew a pentagram on her forehead also, Maura chanted a long complex spell, written in Gaelic which made their blood pentagrams turn gold as she gave the other 11 witches so like herself more power, and also to her daughter.
"We won't be stopped now, there is no one on this earth that has the power to prevent us from my vision" Maura cried.
"Is that right?" came a sound from her daughter~*~
Morgan's eyes flashed open, and she sat up in bed, she walked to the bathroom to rinse her face with cold water. She stood in front of the basin and lifted her head to face the mirror, she wished she hadn't she blinked a couple of times to make sure she was seeing correctly, she rubbed her finger on her forehead and looked at it, sure enough, there was blood on it, she looked at the pentagram made by blood on her forehead again to make sure it wasn't her imagination.
"Hunter? Hunter! Wake up!" Hunter sat up straight away on full alert, "Morgan? What is it? What's wrong?" "Look!" she said pointing at her forehead showing him the blood pentagram, "That was on my head when I woke up after the dream I had!" "Okay what happened in it?" Hunter asked calmly.
Morgan told him everything, the witches in pain loosing their powers, her evil ancestor gaining them and then drawing the blood pentagrams on her coven's foreheads, and then sharing the powers with them and how reluctant her daughter was and then how she promised to stop them at the end.
"Thank the goddess we're going to Ireland next week Hunter, we can figure this out." "You're right Morgan, but it seems these dreams are getting too real, I think you should wash that pentagram off" Hunter followed Morgan into the bathroom where she took a wash cloth and rubbed the blood from her head. "Is everything okay in here?" Alwyn said poking her head into the bathroom "I was woken by a commotion" "Morgan had a bad dream, that's all, just go back to bed Alwyn" "Hunter, you should know better than anyone, its almost impossible to lie to a witch" Alwyn said folding her arms. "She had a dream about her ancestors again but it was a little to real for our liking" Hunter told his little sister "Alwyn what time is it?" Morgan asked "3am maybe" Alwyn was like her brother, they both had a good sense for time, they had no need for a clock, it was like they had a mental one fixed into their brain. "Are you okay Morgan?" Alwyn asked "I'll be fine, the sooner we get to Ireland and sort this, the better"
