Sorry it took me so long to post. It's competition season, and I haven't been home.
Second Generation
Patching Things Up
Mark's eyes bore into mine. Finally I looked away. No one said anything for several moments. Then it hit me. He acted like he'd seen someone orb before. I looked up at him.
Finally he spoke,"You can orb?" he asked.
Oh my God. He knew about orbing. This was getting weirder by the minute. "Yes,"I mumbled, looking back down.
"You are so lucky,"he said softly,"That 1, I was the only one around, and 2, that I AM a witch."
My head whipped up,"W-what?" I stammered,"You're a witch?" Oh my God.
He nodded slowly. "You're name is Halliwell-Wyatt..."he said thoughtfully. "Holy crap! You're Piper Halliwell's daughter!"
"Yes, I am." I said proudly.
"When I first saw you, you looked familiar, like someone I'd seen before, and not just in school. On a page in a very important book, now that I think about it."
I just stared as he talked, speaking faster as he got more excited.
"You and your three sisters, you are the future power of 4, a never before seen force of incredible power that's been in the Kaye family's Book of Prophecy for centuries. The prophecy that has to do with a Kaye..."he stopped and stared at me, a look of fright and excitement at the same time.
I shifted back and forth on my feet. He was making me nervous,"Well, we're going to be late for school..."she said, glancing over her shoulder in the general direction of the school.
"Ok,"he said slowly, beginning to walk over to me. He took my hand and we started walking,"but you're coming home after school with me."
"I have swim practice-" I started.
"No." He said looking me in the eye,"We could be in danger that is far bigger than swim practice."
MARK'S HOUSE, AFTER SCHOOL
"...nope...nope..."Mark muttered as we sat on a chair in front of a great leather book decorated with an elaborate eight-pointed star, his family symbol."Here it is!"He said loudly, making me jump.
There, in the middle of a plain page, was a prophecy written in fancy writing. The date on the bottom was-
"1679!" I exclaimed.
"I said it was old," he said, kissing me on the cheek.
"Under the sun,
Four planets burn as one,
Twin souls will meet,
Enter now defeat.
"From Halliwell and Kaye,
Will come a mighty force,
Of good and evil power,
Fighting free of its source.
"Drastic measures must be taken,
Or magic may be broken,
This awesome force of power,
Leaving magic as a leaning tower.
"Or if these feats can not be done,
One more chance remains,
For eternity someone will serve,
-----"
"NO!!!!" Mark cried softly, running his hands over the page. The last line of the prophecy had been smudged out.
He looked at me with such a terror in his bright green eyes that it scared me. His face didn't show any sign of fear, but it was there, forced to the back, hidden under the layers that boys create for themselves, to look tough. It's not cool to show fear.
"I'm sorry," he said softly.
"It's ok," I said softly, "at least we know that something will happen, and that we have to be careful." I said kissing him lightly.
He nodded, and slowly his hands moved around me, and his lips met mine. I pulled him closer to me, caught up in the moment, and found my hands playing with his soft blonde hair. He kissed me deeply, our tounges meeting in an epic dance, and our hands wandered. I found him touching me where no one had touched me before, and it felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. His kisses left my mouth and trailed down my neck. His hands began to feel for the buttons on my shirt and slowly fumbled them undone. Only when he began to feel for my bra strap did I push him away.
"What are we doing?" I asked softly, pulling my shirt back on, and buttoning it up quickly.
"I-I'm sorry,"he said, eyes wide. "I'm so sorry..."
"It's ok,"I muttered,"But not again for a long time."
He nodded.
"I'd better get going," I said, grabbing my backpack.
"Bye," he said, "I'll see you tomorrow."
I orbed home in a swirl of light.
I dropped my backpack on the floor in my room. It hit the floor with a thud.
The door crashed open, and Melinda came flying into my room. "Missa! Mom is really mad. She said you never phoned after school today, and you weren't at swim practice." She gave me a funny look,"And you can't dress yourself either. Were you at school like that?" I looked down at my shirt to find the buttons all askew.
"Thanks,"I said. I added,"No, I wasn't" as an afterthought.
She gave me another funny look."Ok, I'd go talk to Mom..."she said as she left.
I walked slowly downstairs, and got ready for the fireworks.
"Where have you been?!"
Oh brother."I went to Mark's house. I have a long story to tell you."
Her eyes widened, and I could tell what she was thinking. "No, Mom! Ew, it wasn't that!"
She noticably relaxed. Then I told her about orbing, the fact that he's a witch, and finally,"Magic could be in considerable danger. His family has a book of prophecies, and-"
"I've never heard of a book of prophecies..."she inturrupted.
"What? Isn't there a list of powerful books in the Book of Shadows?" I said, realizing how weird that sounded.
"Yes, but I'm also adding to it all the time, so..."
"So maybe that's just it. But he said it's been around since before 1679,"I said, remembering the date on the prophecy.
"I'm going to go check the book. What's his last name, Melissa?"
"Kaye," I replied.
My mother went white,"No," she whispered.
"What is it?" I asked, frightened by the tone in her voice.
"The Kaye demons..."she muttered under her breath,"...a family clan of demons that use their powers to trap and kill witches."she looked up at me, fear bright in her eyes,"Are you sure thats his last name?"
"Positive,"I said shakily.
"You are in danger."she called over her shoulder as she ran up the steps two at a time towards the attic.
I shook my head. She was wrong. Mark was perfectly fine! There was nothing evil about him. I would have sensed it. You don't get that close to a demon and not know it. I orbed quickly upstairs, and grabbed my backpack, shaking it empty. Stuffing in clothes and other needed stuff, I grabbed all of the money in my piggy bank, a whole $75.83, and my bank card, and orbed out.
I found myself in Marks attic, where he was leaning over the book of prophecies, working a spell. He was trying to see the end of the prophecy.
"Mark," I said sharply.
He looked up, startled,"Woah, what are you doing here?" he asked.
"We're running away," I said as calmly as possible,"My mom is going to try to kill your family. And you."
"Why?" he asked, a note of fear sounding in his voice.
"She thinks your family is the Kaye demon clan."
"She's right,"he said, eyes downcast.
I choked on air. I was in for it now.
TBC
Hope you like it! I will add another part as soon as neccesary. It might get added faster with those reviews...(hint hint...little purple button!!)
Thanx!
MayRae
Second Generation
Patching Things Up
Mark's eyes bore into mine. Finally I looked away. No one said anything for several moments. Then it hit me. He acted like he'd seen someone orb before. I looked up at him.
Finally he spoke,"You can orb?" he asked.
Oh my God. He knew about orbing. This was getting weirder by the minute. "Yes,"I mumbled, looking back down.
"You are so lucky,"he said softly,"That 1, I was the only one around, and 2, that I AM a witch."
My head whipped up,"W-what?" I stammered,"You're a witch?" Oh my God.
He nodded slowly. "You're name is Halliwell-Wyatt..."he said thoughtfully. "Holy crap! You're Piper Halliwell's daughter!"
"Yes, I am." I said proudly.
"When I first saw you, you looked familiar, like someone I'd seen before, and not just in school. On a page in a very important book, now that I think about it."
I just stared as he talked, speaking faster as he got more excited.
"You and your three sisters, you are the future power of 4, a never before seen force of incredible power that's been in the Kaye family's Book of Prophecy for centuries. The prophecy that has to do with a Kaye..."he stopped and stared at me, a look of fright and excitement at the same time.
I shifted back and forth on my feet. He was making me nervous,"Well, we're going to be late for school..."she said, glancing over her shoulder in the general direction of the school.
"Ok,"he said slowly, beginning to walk over to me. He took my hand and we started walking,"but you're coming home after school with me."
"I have swim practice-" I started.
"No." He said looking me in the eye,"We could be in danger that is far bigger than swim practice."
MARK'S HOUSE, AFTER SCHOOL
"...nope...nope..."Mark muttered as we sat on a chair in front of a great leather book decorated with an elaborate eight-pointed star, his family symbol."Here it is!"He said loudly, making me jump.
There, in the middle of a plain page, was a prophecy written in fancy writing. The date on the bottom was-
"1679!" I exclaimed.
"I said it was old," he said, kissing me on the cheek.
"Under the sun,
Four planets burn as one,
Twin souls will meet,
Enter now defeat.
"From Halliwell and Kaye,
Will come a mighty force,
Of good and evil power,
Fighting free of its source.
"Drastic measures must be taken,
Or magic may be broken,
This awesome force of power,
Leaving magic as a leaning tower.
"Or if these feats can not be done,
One more chance remains,
For eternity someone will serve,
-----"
"NO!!!!" Mark cried softly, running his hands over the page. The last line of the prophecy had been smudged out.
He looked at me with such a terror in his bright green eyes that it scared me. His face didn't show any sign of fear, but it was there, forced to the back, hidden under the layers that boys create for themselves, to look tough. It's not cool to show fear.
"I'm sorry," he said softly.
"It's ok," I said softly, "at least we know that something will happen, and that we have to be careful." I said kissing him lightly.
He nodded, and slowly his hands moved around me, and his lips met mine. I pulled him closer to me, caught up in the moment, and found my hands playing with his soft blonde hair. He kissed me deeply, our tounges meeting in an epic dance, and our hands wandered. I found him touching me where no one had touched me before, and it felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. His kisses left my mouth and trailed down my neck. His hands began to feel for the buttons on my shirt and slowly fumbled them undone. Only when he began to feel for my bra strap did I push him away.
"What are we doing?" I asked softly, pulling my shirt back on, and buttoning it up quickly.
"I-I'm sorry,"he said, eyes wide. "I'm so sorry..."
"It's ok,"I muttered,"But not again for a long time."
He nodded.
"I'd better get going," I said, grabbing my backpack.
"Bye," he said, "I'll see you tomorrow."
I orbed home in a swirl of light.
I dropped my backpack on the floor in my room. It hit the floor with a thud.
The door crashed open, and Melinda came flying into my room. "Missa! Mom is really mad. She said you never phoned after school today, and you weren't at swim practice." She gave me a funny look,"And you can't dress yourself either. Were you at school like that?" I looked down at my shirt to find the buttons all askew.
"Thanks,"I said. I added,"No, I wasn't" as an afterthought.
She gave me another funny look."Ok, I'd go talk to Mom..."she said as she left.
I walked slowly downstairs, and got ready for the fireworks.
"Where have you been?!"
Oh brother."I went to Mark's house. I have a long story to tell you."
Her eyes widened, and I could tell what she was thinking. "No, Mom! Ew, it wasn't that!"
She noticably relaxed. Then I told her about orbing, the fact that he's a witch, and finally,"Magic could be in considerable danger. His family has a book of prophecies, and-"
"I've never heard of a book of prophecies..."she inturrupted.
"What? Isn't there a list of powerful books in the Book of Shadows?" I said, realizing how weird that sounded.
"Yes, but I'm also adding to it all the time, so..."
"So maybe that's just it. But he said it's been around since before 1679,"I said, remembering the date on the prophecy.
"I'm going to go check the book. What's his last name, Melissa?"
"Kaye," I replied.
My mother went white,"No," she whispered.
"What is it?" I asked, frightened by the tone in her voice.
"The Kaye demons..."she muttered under her breath,"...a family clan of demons that use their powers to trap and kill witches."she looked up at me, fear bright in her eyes,"Are you sure thats his last name?"
"Positive,"I said shakily.
"You are in danger."she called over her shoulder as she ran up the steps two at a time towards the attic.
I shook my head. She was wrong. Mark was perfectly fine! There was nothing evil about him. I would have sensed it. You don't get that close to a demon and not know it. I orbed quickly upstairs, and grabbed my backpack, shaking it empty. Stuffing in clothes and other needed stuff, I grabbed all of the money in my piggy bank, a whole $75.83, and my bank card, and orbed out.
I found myself in Marks attic, where he was leaning over the book of prophecies, working a spell. He was trying to see the end of the prophecy.
"Mark," I said sharply.
He looked up, startled,"Woah, what are you doing here?" he asked.
"We're running away," I said as calmly as possible,"My mom is going to try to kill your family. And you."
"Why?" he asked, a note of fear sounding in his voice.
"She thinks your family is the Kaye demon clan."
"She's right,"he said, eyes downcast.
I choked on air. I was in for it now.
TBC
Hope you like it! I will add another part as soon as neccesary. It might get added faster with those reviews...(hint hint...little purple button!!)
Thanx!
MayRae