A/N: Man, I can't believe I forgot about Gpa Niall! I totally forgot about him coming with Sky. Well, it's here he makes his apperance. Enjoy!
The bell had just rung for final period. I was so antsy. Evan, after some definite shock, agreed to help me look for the spell that Jena (if that was her real name) had dad under. Now, I could barely wait to shoot her down.
I rounded a corner, when I was plowed into. The both of us went sprawling to the ground, papers and textbooks flying in the air.
I groaned when I tried to sit up. I guess my back didn't like it's sudden meeting with the floor.
"I am so sorry!"
I smirked. "Seems to be the only words in your vocabulary." She blinked at me, then started laughing.
"Moira! We really have to stop this." MJ smiled. "This is crazy." I shook my head lightly, and looked at the severe mass of paper on the floor. "Oh I'm going to be late!" She quickly gathered all her papers, said bye and took off running.
After school, I was waiting for Evan, Chase and Karis to come, so I could get a ride home, when I noticed dad's car again. I tilted my head a stared at it for a minute, before walking towards it. On the way, I gathered about fifteen more pity looks, and waved to Kyrie.
When I opened the door, I nearly fell. "Grandpa!" I slid into the car, and hugged my grandfather tightly. That's right, he was in town with Sky. I wonder why I hadn't seen him since Sky told me he was here. "Where have you been? Sky said she came, and you were at home but..."
"Calm down, calm down." Grandpa chuckled. "I've been leaving before you woke up, and coming back when your asleep."
"What? Why?"
"Not intentionally, of course. Work." I hugged him again. "Where to, my dear granddaughter?" He said when I backed off him.
"Can you take me to the hospital?"
Grandpa turned to look at me so quickly, I thought he'd given himself whiplash. "Are you hurt?"
"What? Oh no. Landon was in an..." I couldn't bare to say it. Grandpa grabbed my hand and squeezed it, before putting the car in drive, and listening to my instructions.
A wave of sadness took over my body when I walked into Landon's hospital room for the first time. He was so pale, and so still. He had multiple needles sticking out of him, hooked to machines. His arms had random slashes here and there, as did his face. Must have been when the windshield smashed.
I timidly sat down in the chair beside his bed, and took his hand gently. I was almost afraid to touch him. I just sat there and watched him for a good ten minutes. I was about to start talking when something beeped, then screeched. Before I knew it, I was being pushed out of the room.
"Moira?"Grandpa said, looking at me. I had waked numbly to the waiting room. "What's the matter?"
"He flat lined." I whispered. Logan's head shot up. "I was just sitting there, and then..."Grandpa pulled me into his chest.
A good ten minutes later, the doctor came by and said he was stable again. I sighed in semi-relief and hugged Logan.
Grandpa and I left half an hour later. We were driving silently, when Grandpa cleared his throat rather...obviously.
"Yes?"
"I called your father. While we were still at the hospital, of course."
"And?"
"Well...he has something to tell you. Show you rather." Now I was anxiously awaiting my arrival at home.
My anxiety plummeted when I entered my house. Boxes, upon boxes were stacked up along the hallway.
"Dad!" I yelled, dropping my bag, and running through the house with my shoes on. I found him in his room, sitting on his bed. "What the bloody hell is she doing!?"
Dad smiled at me. Spelled! "How was school, Baby M?"
"What the hell is she doing with all her stuff? Why is it here?!"
"Oh Moira, stop being a drama queen. Jena and I are engaged. It was inevitable that she moved in with us." My hands balled into tight fists.
"You're what?!" I grumbled through clenched teeth. Please just let this be a horrible, horrible dream.
"Engaged of course! Aren't you so excited Moira?" Jena exclaimed, coming out from dads closet. I felt myself wanting to say yes, for the oddest reason.
"Like hell you old bag. I know what you are, and don't think you can fool me for a second." I yelled instead. No, your happy about this. "Whatever the hell you think your doing to me, you can rethink it!" By this time, Grandpa and Sky had come running into the room. You want to join me. My body shuttered, causing my hand to flinch.
What happened next, seemed like a movie. My finger flexed, then my arm rose a bit. Jena's eyes widened as she was lifted off the ground, and flung backwards. I forced my arm to drop, and tried to stand motionless. There was just to much going on in my blood for me not to move.
Thankfully, Sky and Grandpa managed to hold me down, and get me out of the room. Obviously, one of them knew what was going on, because they pushed me out the back door, and then shut it behind me.
By the time I was finished, our backyard looked like a tornado had swept through it. The picnic table was smashed into little pieces in the corner of our yard. The shed was over turned, with all its contents spilt out, either broken or bent. Everything from dad's garden was pulled from the ground, and shredded. The tree was cracked, and laying on the grass, with all the leaves and twigs scattered around. The garage windows were shattered, and the last step from the porch was wedged between two other boards on our fence.
I slumped down into a massive, tired heap of Moira on porch. Grandpa and Sky came out again, so I guess I was done. I felt so tired, but managed to help my them guide me some where.
When I woke up, I had no idea where I was. At the moment, I didn't care. The bed was fluffy, and the blankets warm. It wasn't until I noticed Chase sitting in one arm chair in the dimly lit corner, and Karis in the other, that I felt safe. Then I noticed my hands were chained up.
"Don't try and get out of them yet. It'll just make them tighter." Karis said softly. She got up, a key in hand, and came to me.
"Don't. Not yet, Karis." I said, feeling a vision coming on. "Do what you have to."
"I didn't take your daughter to be a smart ass, Hunter. She's a wise girl. Too bad you raised her on the wrong side." She stopped in front of dad, who was huddled in a corner, beaten. "To bad Ciaran couldn't get that wife of yours on our side." Dad looked up, eyes a blazing.
"I'll kill you!." He yelled.
"Tut, tut." She muttered something under her breathe, and dad snapped to her attention, all servant like. "That's right, Niall. Now, start that power chant, and lets get your daughter back here and evil."
"Get out!" I said loudly. I heard Chase and Karis scramble out the door, and slam it behind them. My once bound hands escaped the grasps of the cuffs, and the room was turned to shambles.
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The bell had just rung for final period. I was so antsy. Evan, after some definite shock, agreed to help me look for the spell that Jena (if that was her real name) had dad under. Now, I could barely wait to shoot her down.
I rounded a corner, when I was plowed into. The both of us went sprawling to the ground, papers and textbooks flying in the air.
I groaned when I tried to sit up. I guess my back didn't like it's sudden meeting with the floor.
"I am so sorry!"
I smirked. "Seems to be the only words in your vocabulary." She blinked at me, then started laughing.
"Moira! We really have to stop this." MJ smiled. "This is crazy." I shook my head lightly, and looked at the severe mass of paper on the floor. "Oh I'm going to be late!" She quickly gathered all her papers, said bye and took off running.
After school, I was waiting for Evan, Chase and Karis to come, so I could get a ride home, when I noticed dad's car again. I tilted my head a stared at it for a minute, before walking towards it. On the way, I gathered about fifteen more pity looks, and waved to Kyrie.
When I opened the door, I nearly fell. "Grandpa!" I slid into the car, and hugged my grandfather tightly. That's right, he was in town with Sky. I wonder why I hadn't seen him since Sky told me he was here. "Where have you been? Sky said she came, and you were at home but..."
"Calm down, calm down." Grandpa chuckled. "I've been leaving before you woke up, and coming back when your asleep."
"What? Why?"
"Not intentionally, of course. Work." I hugged him again. "Where to, my dear granddaughter?" He said when I backed off him.
"Can you take me to the hospital?"
Grandpa turned to look at me so quickly, I thought he'd given himself whiplash. "Are you hurt?"
"What? Oh no. Landon was in an..." I couldn't bare to say it. Grandpa grabbed my hand and squeezed it, before putting the car in drive, and listening to my instructions.
A wave of sadness took over my body when I walked into Landon's hospital room for the first time. He was so pale, and so still. He had multiple needles sticking out of him, hooked to machines. His arms had random slashes here and there, as did his face. Must have been when the windshield smashed.
I timidly sat down in the chair beside his bed, and took his hand gently. I was almost afraid to touch him. I just sat there and watched him for a good ten minutes. I was about to start talking when something beeped, then screeched. Before I knew it, I was being pushed out of the room.
"Moira?"Grandpa said, looking at me. I had waked numbly to the waiting room. "What's the matter?"
"He flat lined." I whispered. Logan's head shot up. "I was just sitting there, and then..."Grandpa pulled me into his chest.
A good ten minutes later, the doctor came by and said he was stable again. I sighed in semi-relief and hugged Logan.
Grandpa and I left half an hour later. We were driving silently, when Grandpa cleared his throat rather...obviously.
"Yes?"
"I called your father. While we were still at the hospital, of course."
"And?"
"Well...he has something to tell you. Show you rather." Now I was anxiously awaiting my arrival at home.
My anxiety plummeted when I entered my house. Boxes, upon boxes were stacked up along the hallway.
"Dad!" I yelled, dropping my bag, and running through the house with my shoes on. I found him in his room, sitting on his bed. "What the bloody hell is she doing!?"
Dad smiled at me. Spelled! "How was school, Baby M?"
"What the hell is she doing with all her stuff? Why is it here?!"
"Oh Moira, stop being a drama queen. Jena and I are engaged. It was inevitable that she moved in with us." My hands balled into tight fists.
"You're what?!" I grumbled through clenched teeth. Please just let this be a horrible, horrible dream.
"Engaged of course! Aren't you so excited Moira?" Jena exclaimed, coming out from dads closet. I felt myself wanting to say yes, for the oddest reason.
"Like hell you old bag. I know what you are, and don't think you can fool me for a second." I yelled instead. No, your happy about this. "Whatever the hell you think your doing to me, you can rethink it!" By this time, Grandpa and Sky had come running into the room. You want to join me. My body shuttered, causing my hand to flinch.
What happened next, seemed like a movie. My finger flexed, then my arm rose a bit. Jena's eyes widened as she was lifted off the ground, and flung backwards. I forced my arm to drop, and tried to stand motionless. There was just to much going on in my blood for me not to move.
Thankfully, Sky and Grandpa managed to hold me down, and get me out of the room. Obviously, one of them knew what was going on, because they pushed me out the back door, and then shut it behind me.
By the time I was finished, our backyard looked like a tornado had swept through it. The picnic table was smashed into little pieces in the corner of our yard. The shed was over turned, with all its contents spilt out, either broken or bent. Everything from dad's garden was pulled from the ground, and shredded. The tree was cracked, and laying on the grass, with all the leaves and twigs scattered around. The garage windows were shattered, and the last step from the porch was wedged between two other boards on our fence.
I slumped down into a massive, tired heap of Moira on porch. Grandpa and Sky came out again, so I guess I was done. I felt so tired, but managed to help my them guide me some where.
When I woke up, I had no idea where I was. At the moment, I didn't care. The bed was fluffy, and the blankets warm. It wasn't until I noticed Chase sitting in one arm chair in the dimly lit corner, and Karis in the other, that I felt safe. Then I noticed my hands were chained up.
"Don't try and get out of them yet. It'll just make them tighter." Karis said softly. She got up, a key in hand, and came to me.
"Don't. Not yet, Karis." I said, feeling a vision coming on. "Do what you have to."
"I didn't take your daughter to be a smart ass, Hunter. She's a wise girl. Too bad you raised her on the wrong side." She stopped in front of dad, who was huddled in a corner, beaten. "To bad Ciaran couldn't get that wife of yours on our side." Dad looked up, eyes a blazing.
"I'll kill you!." He yelled.
"Tut, tut." She muttered something under her breathe, and dad snapped to her attention, all servant like. "That's right, Niall. Now, start that power chant, and lets get your daughter back here and evil."
"Get out!" I said loudly. I heard Chase and Karis scramble out the door, and slam it behind them. My once bound hands escaped the grasps of the cuffs, and the room was turned to shambles.
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