I'm baaaaaccccckk! With chapter . 7 .. I think. Anyway, I've come up with
the perfect sweep world:
Bree kills Hunter because she feels like it.
Morgan kills Bree because she killed Hunter.
Robbie kills Morgan because she killed Bree.
Chris kills Robbie because Robbie was going out with Bree.
Sky kills Chris because she is having a bad day.
Raven kills sky because Raven was in love with Chris.
Ciaran kills Raven because he's bored.
Mr. Niall and Ciaran start going out because Mr.Niall hated Raven.
LOLZ LOLZ LOLZ LOLZ LOLZ LOLZ LOLZ LOLZ.
NOT!
Ok, I know I'm crazy. On with the story.
CIARAN'S POV
I woke up the next morning thinking about my meeting with Morgan. Not a
surprise. Every thought seemed to lead back to it. I had felt 3 presences.
It was bothering me, the thought that someone was spying on Morgan and me.
I decided to scry again, to see if I could figure out who it was.
"Goddess I call on thee to help me see what I should know. I open myself to
the knowledge of the universe. Please help me receive your messages.
Someone is working against me. Please show me their face and their
reasoning."
The face of my crystal slowly clouded, and the face of a young girl
appeared. She had short, fine black hair, and piercing blue eyes. I asked
the stone to give me an identity. And I got Carrie Whitman. I snapped out
of the vision. Whitman as in Sarah Whitman? Was Sarah Carrie's mother? Oh
Goddess, I thought as a wave of nausea swept over me. Sarah Whitman, who's
maiden name was Sarah Riactart. Her mother was Evelyn Sierra. Her mother
was Nuala MacNielson. Daughter of Aislinn MacDonald. Granddaughter, of
Siobhan MacMohan.
(A/N If you haven't read book 11 then that last bit won't make much sense
so hurry up and read it!)
Oh no, I thought. Siobhan's descendent. I instantly remembered why she had
bee so evil to Rose.
Because Rose was Woodbane. I pushed that thought and my anger away,
wondering what to do. I had to protect Morgan. So I did the unthinkable. I
contacted the seeker.
(A/N OOOOOOOOOO!!!)
MORGAN'S POV
I was dreading going to school today, but I had no choice. I drank my diet
coke and started the car.
"Morgan, you look beat. Did you get back together with Hunter?" I glanced
at Mary K. She didn't know the half of it. Yesterday, I had walked away
before Carrie had a chance to explain herself. I was still pretty sure she
was working with Cal, that he was still somehow alive.
"Morgan?"
"Oh yeah. We did."
"So what's wrong?" Mary K. asked. We were at school, but she didn't move.
"Things." I said inadequately. Mary K. glared at me as she got out of the
car and went with Jaycee. I got out of the car. Bree immediately came up to
me.
"Morgan are you alright? I saw Hunter pick you up yesterday. What
happened?" I looked at her. She really looked concerned.
"Just give me a second. Where's Robbie?"
"He has the flue." Bree said. "What happened?" She really wanted to know.
So I told her everything. Her expression got less and less concerned and
happier.
"That's great Morgan! So your back together?"
"Yeah."
"Great! I'm so happy for you Morgan. I know how much you love him." I
nodded, and then followed Bree to my locker.
Carrie was waiting for me after school by my car. I also saw Hunter drive into the parking lot. I glanced from Carrie to Hunter, immediately making my decision. I walked over to Hunter. He rolled down his window.
"Hey." I said.
"Hi." Hunter replied. He kissed me, his lips tasting like cinnamon. He smiled at me. Then he sobered, thinking about something. Hunter pushed a piece of hair out of my face. "Morgan, get in. There are a few things we must talk about." So I got in. I saw Bree give me thumbs up, and I smiled at her. HUNTER'S POV I glanced at Morgan. I took her hand. Then my thoughts went to Ciaran. I couldn't believe he contacted me because he was afraid for Morgan. Maybe he really does care for her. I squeezed her hand and she looked at me.
"What?" She asked, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Nothing." I told her. I kissed her hand. Driving with my other hand. I still couldn't believe what Ciaran had found out. Carrie Whitman was a descendant of Rose's enemy. Therefore, Morgan could be in deep danger. I let go of her hand as we parked in front of my house. We were about to go in when I turned to face Morgan.
"Morgan, don't be scared, everything will be alright." I saw her confusion, but said nothing else. We walked into the house and Morgan began to speak.
"I have the strangest feeling that-"
"Hello daughter." Ciaran always managed to make scary greetings, I thought. Morgan's eyes widened and her jaw went slack. She looked from me to Ciaran and back again. Ciaran smiled at her reaction.
"Yes, Niall and I have stayed in the same place together for two hours without murdering one another. Rather interesting, if I do say so myself." I could tell Morgan had no idea what to say to that. So I jumped in.
"Morgan, you remember Carrie right?" Morgan flinched, but then nodded her head. "Carrie Whitman is a descendant of Siobhan MacMohan." I paused, letting it sink in. Morgan gasped.
"What?"
"I met Carrie's mother, Sarah Riactart a long time ago. We had many troubles when we found out who the other person was. Sarah pretty much wanted to kill me." Ciaran put in. I saw Morgan study him for a moment. Something big was going through her head.
"And why is this a problem?" She asked slowly.
"Its Siobhan Mac Mohan's daughter Morgan!" I said. "You could be in terrible danger! Who knows what she has found out so far?" Morgan heard what I said, but didn't react to it. She was still thinking about something. She turned to Ciaran.
"How well did you know Selene Belltower?" What? That has nothing to do with anything, I thought.
"Well enough, why?" Ciaran asked.
"I think. Did you know Cal? Do you think he was strong enough to survive that thing Selene shot at him? Or that Selene could have healed him somehow?" Morgan asked the questions so fats, Ciaran seemed almost offended. I was very offended. Why would Morgan even be THINKING about HIM?
"No, Morgan. Absolutely not."
"And he wasn't strong enough to work with someone on the other side right? Like if someone contacted him now they couldn't bring him back to life or work magick and stuff with him right?" Why was she thinking of this? What has Morgan been doing these few days?
"I don't think so." Ciaran trailed off as he and Morgan looked each other in the eye. Ciaran looked at me. "Would you mind if Morgan and I spoke in private for a few minutes?"
I opened my mouth to say yes, but what came out was no. So they left me to myself. MORGAN'S POV "Morgan your not thinking about contacting Cal are you? I thought you loved the seeker." Oh Goddess no! I glared at Ciaran for a second, and then replied.
"No, I don't want to contact him. I thought someone else was." Like Carrie.
"No Morgan. No one is."
"Ok." HUNTER'S POV AGAIN Morgan and Ciaran walked back into the room.
"We need a plan." Morgan said. I studied her. Why had she been thinking about Cal? Was she having doubts about us?
"Yes." I said. Ciaran looked up.
"Blue eyes." He said. What the. Morgan flicked her gaze to him, and fastened on him hard. "Piercing? Killing?" Huh?
"Yes." Ciaran said.
"So we both saw it. I think it was Angus." Morgan said. They both seemed to completely forgotten I was here.
"It was. I remember him." Ciaran looked Morgan in the eye, and a message seemed to pass between them.
"Yes, I agree," Morgan was saying. "But how would she fit in?"
"Would you please tell me what the bloody hell you're talking about?!" I shouted. Morgan and Ciaran looked at me in surprise. Then they explained it to me. They had a plan. A good plan. (A/N I know that was really pathetic, but I really don't feel like typing today.sry) CARRIE'S POV
I waited for Hunter to bring Morgan back to school. I waited and waited and waited. She didn't come. So I went to Hunter's house. There were several things wrong with what I saw through the window. The first thing I saw was Ciaran MacEwan. What a great seeker I thought. The second thing I saw was Morgan and Ciaran teaching Hunter something. Evil? Probably. I knocked on the door. Time to end this. I was bringing Morgan in. (A/N DUN DUN DUNNNNN!) Hunter Niall opened the door. He looked at me, and then drew back from me. He shouted to Morgan and Ciaran, "It's the MacMohan child." What? I heard Morgan and Ciaran coming down the hall.
"Mr. Niall, is Morgan Rowlands currently on your property?" Hunter murmerd something about a Cal, and Morgan showed up at the door, with Ciaran behind her.
"You look just like your mother." Ciaran said to me.
"What?" I asked, not being able to help myself.
"What do you want with me?" Morgan asked me.
"Morgan, you are obligated to come with me."
"Why is that?" Ciaran asked me. I looked at him evenly.
"That information is only to be shared with Ms. Rowlands and her family." Ciaran laughed and Hunter frowned.
"Spill it then." Hunter said.
"I just said that-"
"Ta Carrie. I am her father." Ciaran said, and Morgan nodded slightly.
"What?" Three pairs of eyes locked on me. Two dark, and one green. I finally noticed that Morgan and Ciaran had the same eyes. Exactly. Uh-oh. I didn't want to mess with Ciaran MacEwan's daughter. I wanted nothing to do with them. I backed away.
"Forget it. Never mind." I said the last part under my breath. "I'm quitting." Hunter was about to close the door, but Hunter held it.
"Carrie, I'm sorry about the way I acted toward you yesterday. I thought you were working with Cal. Considering what you did. And the golden earrings." I saw Hunter look at Morgan in surprise, then at my earrings. He paled.
"So that's why." Hunter was saying to himself.
"Who's Cal?" I asked. I felt anger coming from them, and I changed the subject.
"So what about Maeve? Who is she and why are you contacting her? Why do you both want her so much?" I looked at Morgan and Ciaran. Hunter's gaze settled on Morgan, and she didn't look at him. Ciaran got this distant look in their eyes.
"Morgan?" Hunter asked. There was a slight edge to his voice. Oh no, I realized. I shouldn't have said that. . *That's the end of the chapter. I hope I ended you with a cliffhanger. I really didn't feel like finishing typing it though. I am really tired, Review, and I'll make more chapters!*
Carrie was waiting for me after school by my car. I also saw Hunter drive into the parking lot. I glanced from Carrie to Hunter, immediately making my decision. I walked over to Hunter. He rolled down his window.
"Hey." I said.
"Hi." Hunter replied. He kissed me, his lips tasting like cinnamon. He smiled at me. Then he sobered, thinking about something. Hunter pushed a piece of hair out of my face. "Morgan, get in. There are a few things we must talk about." So I got in. I saw Bree give me thumbs up, and I smiled at her. HUNTER'S POV I glanced at Morgan. I took her hand. Then my thoughts went to Ciaran. I couldn't believe he contacted me because he was afraid for Morgan. Maybe he really does care for her. I squeezed her hand and she looked at me.
"What?" She asked, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Nothing." I told her. I kissed her hand. Driving with my other hand. I still couldn't believe what Ciaran had found out. Carrie Whitman was a descendant of Rose's enemy. Therefore, Morgan could be in deep danger. I let go of her hand as we parked in front of my house. We were about to go in when I turned to face Morgan.
"Morgan, don't be scared, everything will be alright." I saw her confusion, but said nothing else. We walked into the house and Morgan began to speak.
"I have the strangest feeling that-"
"Hello daughter." Ciaran always managed to make scary greetings, I thought. Morgan's eyes widened and her jaw went slack. She looked from me to Ciaran and back again. Ciaran smiled at her reaction.
"Yes, Niall and I have stayed in the same place together for two hours without murdering one another. Rather interesting, if I do say so myself." I could tell Morgan had no idea what to say to that. So I jumped in.
"Morgan, you remember Carrie right?" Morgan flinched, but then nodded her head. "Carrie Whitman is a descendant of Siobhan MacMohan." I paused, letting it sink in. Morgan gasped.
"What?"
"I met Carrie's mother, Sarah Riactart a long time ago. We had many troubles when we found out who the other person was. Sarah pretty much wanted to kill me." Ciaran put in. I saw Morgan study him for a moment. Something big was going through her head.
"And why is this a problem?" She asked slowly.
"Its Siobhan Mac Mohan's daughter Morgan!" I said. "You could be in terrible danger! Who knows what she has found out so far?" Morgan heard what I said, but didn't react to it. She was still thinking about something. She turned to Ciaran.
"How well did you know Selene Belltower?" What? That has nothing to do with anything, I thought.
"Well enough, why?" Ciaran asked.
"I think. Did you know Cal? Do you think he was strong enough to survive that thing Selene shot at him? Or that Selene could have healed him somehow?" Morgan asked the questions so fats, Ciaran seemed almost offended. I was very offended. Why would Morgan even be THINKING about HIM?
"No, Morgan. Absolutely not."
"And he wasn't strong enough to work with someone on the other side right? Like if someone contacted him now they couldn't bring him back to life or work magick and stuff with him right?" Why was she thinking of this? What has Morgan been doing these few days?
"I don't think so." Ciaran trailed off as he and Morgan looked each other in the eye. Ciaran looked at me. "Would you mind if Morgan and I spoke in private for a few minutes?"
I opened my mouth to say yes, but what came out was no. So they left me to myself. MORGAN'S POV "Morgan your not thinking about contacting Cal are you? I thought you loved the seeker." Oh Goddess no! I glared at Ciaran for a second, and then replied.
"No, I don't want to contact him. I thought someone else was." Like Carrie.
"No Morgan. No one is."
"Ok." HUNTER'S POV AGAIN Morgan and Ciaran walked back into the room.
"We need a plan." Morgan said. I studied her. Why had she been thinking about Cal? Was she having doubts about us?
"Yes." I said. Ciaran looked up.
"Blue eyes." He said. What the. Morgan flicked her gaze to him, and fastened on him hard. "Piercing? Killing?" Huh?
"Yes." Ciaran said.
"So we both saw it. I think it was Angus." Morgan said. They both seemed to completely forgotten I was here.
"It was. I remember him." Ciaran looked Morgan in the eye, and a message seemed to pass between them.
"Yes, I agree," Morgan was saying. "But how would she fit in?"
"Would you please tell me what the bloody hell you're talking about?!" I shouted. Morgan and Ciaran looked at me in surprise. Then they explained it to me. They had a plan. A good plan. (A/N I know that was really pathetic, but I really don't feel like typing today.sry) CARRIE'S POV
I waited for Hunter to bring Morgan back to school. I waited and waited and waited. She didn't come. So I went to Hunter's house. There were several things wrong with what I saw through the window. The first thing I saw was Ciaran MacEwan. What a great seeker I thought. The second thing I saw was Morgan and Ciaran teaching Hunter something. Evil? Probably. I knocked on the door. Time to end this. I was bringing Morgan in. (A/N DUN DUN DUNNNNN!) Hunter Niall opened the door. He looked at me, and then drew back from me. He shouted to Morgan and Ciaran, "It's the MacMohan child." What? I heard Morgan and Ciaran coming down the hall.
"Mr. Niall, is Morgan Rowlands currently on your property?" Hunter murmerd something about a Cal, and Morgan showed up at the door, with Ciaran behind her.
"You look just like your mother." Ciaran said to me.
"What?" I asked, not being able to help myself.
"What do you want with me?" Morgan asked me.
"Morgan, you are obligated to come with me."
"Why is that?" Ciaran asked me. I looked at him evenly.
"That information is only to be shared with Ms. Rowlands and her family." Ciaran laughed and Hunter frowned.
"Spill it then." Hunter said.
"I just said that-"
"Ta Carrie. I am her father." Ciaran said, and Morgan nodded slightly.
"What?" Three pairs of eyes locked on me. Two dark, and one green. I finally noticed that Morgan and Ciaran had the same eyes. Exactly. Uh-oh. I didn't want to mess with Ciaran MacEwan's daughter. I wanted nothing to do with them. I backed away.
"Forget it. Never mind." I said the last part under my breath. "I'm quitting." Hunter was about to close the door, but Hunter held it.
"Carrie, I'm sorry about the way I acted toward you yesterday. I thought you were working with Cal. Considering what you did. And the golden earrings." I saw Hunter look at Morgan in surprise, then at my earrings. He paled.
"So that's why." Hunter was saying to himself.
"Who's Cal?" I asked. I felt anger coming from them, and I changed the subject.
"So what about Maeve? Who is she and why are you contacting her? Why do you both want her so much?" I looked at Morgan and Ciaran. Hunter's gaze settled on Morgan, and she didn't look at him. Ciaran got this distant look in their eyes.
"Morgan?" Hunter asked. There was a slight edge to his voice. Oh no, I realized. I shouldn't have said that. . *That's the end of the chapter. I hope I ended you with a cliffhanger. I really didn't feel like finishing typing it though. I am really tired, Review, and I'll make more chapters!*