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Chapter 5: Belwicket.

~*~ I found it on the shore, saw it glistening in the rocks, it is a thing of beauty but more than that, it is a thing of power, excellent.
Nearly three years have past since I created it, since I created destruction. My 2-year-old little boy, has a thirst for power, I see it in his eyes.
I knelt down and picked it up, it is warm to the touch; I want to know more about it, I NEED to know more about it.
I lift my dress just to my stomach and looked at the mark still burnt against it, an upside down pentagram - sign of the devil. I smile.
The silver necklace is in the shape of a cross with a Celtic design and a black stone in the middle.

I sit down cross-legged in the sand and draw a circle around me, "show me!" I cry, "Show me what past this precious gift has!" I see a flash of images, such raw power, the pain it caused.

I come out of the circle and I stand up; I know the creator and last user of this magnificent object used it well, but she was foolish, she was stopped by her own daughter who was the Sgiùrs dàns of that time, but I am the Sgiùrs dàns of these times. No one will stop me from what I plan of this. ~*~

Morgan bolted up in bed, "oh no" she said quietly, "Hunter? Please Hunter, please wake up!" I shook him gently, and as always he awoke on full alert.
"What is it love?" he asked brushing a piece of Morgan's hair out of her face. "Did you have another dream?" Morgan nodded a confirmation, "The amulet that Mynra threw into the ocean was found a few decades later." She said softly "by Rose MacEwan." She continued.

"Rose MacEwan? Are you sure?" "Positive, she had a son and the mark on her stomach, but more that that, in this dream I WAS Rose, I felt her thirst for the dark side and her attitude towards the amulet." "Which was?" Hunter asked softly "The dream ended with me.Rose, planning to use it."
"It seems as if the MacEwan's and the Riordan's have always been linked in some way," Hunter stated, connecting the dots between what he'd heard from their pasts.
"I don't care, I just want to learn the whole truth of my family, these dreams will probably give me some psychiatric problems in the future" Morgan muttered sarcastically, to which Hunter gave a short laugh. "We'll stop them, just as soon as we find out the mystery behind this amulet thing," "We know what the mystery is, it steals witches powers" Morgan reminded him "I know that, but why are you dreaming about it now? The only reason I can think of is that its linked to you ancestors on both sides of the family, but why are all these dreams linked to the one thing, this amulet, it's got to be something more." Hunter sat up in bed a bit straighter, silent and deep in thought.

"Did you sleep well?" Kerry asked the pair the next morning, Morgan groaned a half response and Hunter nodded "yes thank you," he said. Kerry laughed, "I take that as a no shall I Morgan?" Morgan looked up as if she'd just woken from a trance put on her by watching the tea swirl round in her mug as she stirred it. "Hmm?" she said, "I said, I take it you didn't sleep so well?" "Oh no," Morgan said, "I slept fine, I just had a weird dream, nothing to worry about" Morgan assured her. "Probably because you're in a strange house in a strange country" Kerry guessed, "Yeah, that must be it," Morgan nodded not wanting to worry this newfound relative of hers. "So do you two have any plans for today?" Kerry asked the pair. "We don't really know is there anything that you suggest?" Hunter asked. "Well if you fancy a bit of sightseeing, there's the St. Coleman's Cathedral. Or on the quayside there is a memorial to the victims to the victims of the Lusitanian many of whom are buried in the old church cemetery. The ship was sunk off Kinsale in 1915 by a German submarine, that was responsible for bringing America into the Great War; the survivors were brought back here,"
"Sounds interesting, we might have a look around the place, hey
Morgan?" "Yeah, sounds okay. When do I meet the coven?" Morgan asked
impatiently
"Tonight, it's our weekly coven circle, so be here for 6pm that's when it is." Kerry told her, "I'll be out most of the day trading some herbs with a friend of mine in County Cork." She said grabbing her purse and her coat, "will you two be okay if I left you a set of keys?" "Yeah, okay" Hunter said, Kerry handed him a small silver key and he put it in his pocket. "Bye, see you later" she said walking out the door, closing it behind her.

Morgan felt a sharp prickle in the back of her neck as soon as her mother's cousin left the house, "What is it, love?" Hunter said noticing Morgan looking around the room.
"I don't know, I feel something, and it's getting stronger when I look over there, under the stairs" they both got up and walked over to under the stairs, "Its stronger here" Morgan said, there was no obvious door but Morgan ran her down the wood grain and a thin gap appeared and she opened a door that was spelled shut, it led down into a basement. She walked down the steps and into Kerry's secret library.
"You must have been able sense it because your related," Hunter stated "No, its not the library." Morgan told him, "There's something else in here that's drawing me to it" she felt around on the big desk and found a little box, she opened it.

"Oh Goddess!" Morgan cried, "Morgan? What is it?" Morgan lifted a silver necklace from the box and on it was a Celtic cross with a black stone in the middle.
"It's the amulet! Goddess Hunter what is it doing here?" "Are you sure Morgan, It could actually be a necklace that looks like it" "NO, this- this is it! Why else would it be in that trinket box down here? Why else would I be drawn to it so bad" "Good point's" Hunter said, "So what is my mothers cousin doing with it?" Morgan demanded, "I don't know, what are we going to do with it?" "Well why don't we just leave it here and ask her about it later" Morgan suggested "I don't like that plan Morgan, I mean what if she wants to use it, we can't leave it with her. We'll just keep it with us okay?" Hunter said, "Okay, lets get out of here and shut the library, can we just stay her today I really don't feel like it" "Alright then, we could rent a film or something?"

They went up stairs and Morgan spelled the door shut behind her, "What film shall I get," Hunter asked her "Err. I feel like a comedy, how about Just Married with Ashton Kutcher and Brittany Murphy?" "I was thinking maybe lord of the rings, the third instalment is out to rent now" "Okay then, its over 3 hours long so that'll take up some of the day" Morgan sighed

A few hours later, the film had almost finished and Kerry came in "Hello in here, what are we up to?" Hunter switched the film off and Morgan and Hunter stood up to face her.

"Jesus? Who died?" Kerry said reading their faces, but their expressions didn't change "Oh Goddess! Who died?!" Kerry exclaimed believing someone had actually died.
"Kerry? Where did you get this?" Morgan asked pulling the necklace from out of her pocket. "Oh that, it's sort of a family heirloom, belonged to an ancestor of ours" Kerry smiled proudly, "It went missing for generations, but somehow, your mother got it back, after she died I found it when we went to fetch her stuff from their apartment, I kept it because, it just felt like it was supposed to be mine"
"But Maeve never knew about any family members, she thought they all died in the dark wave" "She never wrote it down I found her couple of weeks before she died." "I guess that makes sense," Morgan reasoned.

"Now, let me ask a few questions," Kerry said folding her arms "How did you find this?" "After you left this morning something drew me to your library and it practically opened itself, and I found it in a box on your desk," "Well why are demanding to know where I got it, you must know something about it" Kerry said.

Morgan went quiet.

"I've recently been having dreams about this necklace, its dangerous you shouldn't have it" "Well then neither should you" Kerry retaliated, she took the amulet from Morgan, "You have no right to go into my library and take something of mine and demand to know why!" Kerry grew angry. "I thought you said it was a family heirloom," Morgan said, "That means it's partly mine, I have as much right to it than you do, if not more" Kerry just turned away and put it back into her library.

When she came back out, she was like the old Kerry, the nice, friendly Kerry that they had first met.

"Now, we have an hour until the coven begins to arrive for tonight's circle" Kerry smiled at Hunter and Morgan, then walked into the kitchen.

People began piling into the house an hour later as Kerry had said, 15 in total they made up Belwicket.

They all gathered into a circle and held hands, Morgan and Hunter received a few questioning looks, "Coven," Kerry cried "Please welcome to our circle tonight Hunter Niall, son of the man who created the spell to defeat the dark wave, and Morgan Riordan, Maeve's daughter." Many of the coven members gasped and gaped, "Jesus, Mary and Joseph!" said one woman "She's the spitting image of Maeve, but those eyes!" she cried "Those eyes belong to evil itself!" she spat. Morgan hung her head and was tempted to leave the circle, but Hunter gently squeezed her hand and filled her with strength.

"She's not of his evil, she maybe his daughter, but she's Maeve's child through and through, just the things she does and the power she possesses, you can tell" Kerry told the coven.

"Morgan, would you lead the circle tonight?" a man said, "Sorry, how rude of me, my name's Dougal, you've heard of me through Alwyn I'm guessing." Morgan nodded a reply.

Morgan led the circle; they all chanted and walked deasil and were all filled with light and good power.

Morgan finished off the circle and when they had finished it some of the witches had to ground themselves, "Morgan, you truly lead a strong circle, the coven isn't used to drawing up such strong power, look at them, some of them have to ground themselves, you're a strong leader, perfect for Belwicket." Dougal told her afterwards.

They all tucked into cakes and cider that Kerry had brought in from the kitchen.

"Hunter, you've got a good'un!" a man named Harry Murphy shook his hand and winked at Morgan. "don't let her slip away from ya!"