A/n: Ooooooh! What's going to happen now? Lol! Just keep reading! And then
you can review! =D
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Morgan's POV
Suddenly the ghostly figure of a woman appeared in the middle of the pentagram, she was hovering slightly above the floor.
"Who dare's call upon me?" she demanded
"I do, Morgan Rowland's, of Kithic, I call upon you" I replied
"And as do I!" Robbie called,
When the apparition turned to face Robbie she smiled.
"Ah, Robbie, what a pleasant surprise, how's Bree?" she laughed
"You bitch!" he yelled at her
"Robbie please," I touched his arm gently, "We won't get anything out of her"
"Why are you tormenting future grooms to leave their fiancées? " I asked loudly and clearly.
"You know why" she spat at me, "that's why you called me, I was abandoned at the altar 5 times and by my mùirn beatha dàns!"
"But why do you continue to torture engaged couples?" Hunter asked
"I never claimed to be a moral person" she grinned, "I don't think any member of Amyranth is"
"Amyranth!" I gasped, "Emma? How long ago did you die?"
"On my wedding day, the 15th of April 1998" the memory seemed to bring a tear to her eye, which made me wonder if ghosts could actually cry.
"1998," I repeated, "then you must know Ciaran MacEwan," she turned to eye me, she stare right through me for a long time.
"Aye," she answered, "What do you know of Ciaran MacEwan?" she demanded
"He's my father" I replied quietly
Her eyes widened, "You are Ciaran's daughter! He has only one daughter, her name is Iona" she replied dismissing my claim.
"He had an affair with Maeve from Belwicket, I too am her daughter"
She eyes me furthermore, "You have Ciaran's eyes, I sense much power from you, and you would've worked well with your father,"
"I am not like him, besides he's dead," I told her
She nodded, "Aye that he is" she replied.
"Emma, just tell us why you do this," I pleaded
She shrugged, "Well you see, I like to brake apart mùirn beatha dàns, I normally don't go for witches because they would probably sense I was not who I was supposed to be."
"Wait one second!" Robbie cut in, "you're saying that Bree and I are mùirn beatha dàns!"
Emma nodded, "Yes, but apparently she doesn't want to know you anymore, no matter how much she loves you" she laughed, "You see when I'm not in a circle like this, I can take a solid looking form, oh and when you saw me as you daughter Caitlyn, that was just a glamour boy, I found it amusing how you fell for it."
I sensed Hunter growing angry, despite the insults not being thrown at him.
"Oh just one more thing Morgan" she turned to fix her gaze upon me. "Not only did you call me in a séance, that little spell you chanted freed me" she grinned
For a minute I didn't get it, but then she lowered to the ground and touched the floor, then she stepped over us and outside of the circle, she became solid, properly solid.
"Oh crap" I sighed.
Emma smiled and blew us all a kiss which sent us flying to the other side of the room.
"Bye, bye kids" then she teleported out of the room.
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Morgan's POV
Suddenly the ghostly figure of a woman appeared in the middle of the pentagram, she was hovering slightly above the floor.
"Who dare's call upon me?" she demanded
"I do, Morgan Rowland's, of Kithic, I call upon you" I replied
"And as do I!" Robbie called,
When the apparition turned to face Robbie she smiled.
"Ah, Robbie, what a pleasant surprise, how's Bree?" she laughed
"You bitch!" he yelled at her
"Robbie please," I touched his arm gently, "We won't get anything out of her"
"Why are you tormenting future grooms to leave their fiancées? " I asked loudly and clearly.
"You know why" she spat at me, "that's why you called me, I was abandoned at the altar 5 times and by my mùirn beatha dàns!"
"But why do you continue to torture engaged couples?" Hunter asked
"I never claimed to be a moral person" she grinned, "I don't think any member of Amyranth is"
"Amyranth!" I gasped, "Emma? How long ago did you die?"
"On my wedding day, the 15th of April 1998" the memory seemed to bring a tear to her eye, which made me wonder if ghosts could actually cry.
"1998," I repeated, "then you must know Ciaran MacEwan," she turned to eye me, she stare right through me for a long time.
"Aye," she answered, "What do you know of Ciaran MacEwan?" she demanded
"He's my father" I replied quietly
Her eyes widened, "You are Ciaran's daughter! He has only one daughter, her name is Iona" she replied dismissing my claim.
"He had an affair with Maeve from Belwicket, I too am her daughter"
She eyes me furthermore, "You have Ciaran's eyes, I sense much power from you, and you would've worked well with your father,"
"I am not like him, besides he's dead," I told her
She nodded, "Aye that he is" she replied.
"Emma, just tell us why you do this," I pleaded
She shrugged, "Well you see, I like to brake apart mùirn beatha dàns, I normally don't go for witches because they would probably sense I was not who I was supposed to be."
"Wait one second!" Robbie cut in, "you're saying that Bree and I are mùirn beatha dàns!"
Emma nodded, "Yes, but apparently she doesn't want to know you anymore, no matter how much she loves you" she laughed, "You see when I'm not in a circle like this, I can take a solid looking form, oh and when you saw me as you daughter Caitlyn, that was just a glamour boy, I found it amusing how you fell for it."
I sensed Hunter growing angry, despite the insults not being thrown at him.
"Oh just one more thing Morgan" she turned to fix her gaze upon me. "Not only did you call me in a séance, that little spell you chanted freed me" she grinned
For a minute I didn't get it, but then she lowered to the ground and touched the floor, then she stepped over us and outside of the circle, she became solid, properly solid.
"Oh crap" I sighed.
Emma smiled and blew us all a kiss which sent us flying to the other side of the room.
"Bye, bye kids" then she teleported out of the room.
