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Stuck, Chapter Six
The large hall they entered was blaring with noise, but the moment the door shut total silence descended upon the room. She looked
through the massive crowd, amazed that so many people could shut up so quickly. A woman stood up in the far end of the hall and threw the
throng, the congregation parting wordlessly. Mia fought back a scowl as High Priestess Kirra appeared before her, a fake smile pasted on her face.
"Lady, You have awoken."
"Clearly." She said through gritted teeth.
"Would You like Your man and his comrades to wait outside while we discuss important things?"
"I thought I told you that these three do not leave my range of vision." She ignored the fact that the four of them did not share a room. "I will not
allow them to go outside so they can be molested by your priestesses."
"I actually wouldn't mind being moles..."
"Shut up Ronald." She interrupted, turning slightly so she could smack him upside the head.
There was a little gasp throughout the pack. They had never seen any woman, not even their High Priestess, physically attack a man. The High
Priestess's eyes widened as she pressed her hand against her chest in surprise.
"Lady, I do not wish to judge You, but was it entirely wise to strike him?"
Mia lifted her eye brows slightly. "And why would it be incorrect for me to do so? He was rude, so my natural course of action was either hit him or
let his blunder go unpunished. Men really aren't that hard to deal with, they're just small children in adult bodies."
To her surprise, the three males behind her did not say anything. But she had a feeling she would be getting a talking to when they returned to the
solitude of their rooms.
"B-But it is against the Council to clout, or even harm, a man."
"Why may I ask? Is this Council you speak of all men?"
"Of course, do You really expect us women to be able to govern ourselves? We are after all women..."
"I actually did, it is not all that difficult. And I expect that the Council oppress women and grant all freedoms, rights, and benefits to men?"
"Again Lady, I must say yes."
She snorted and shook her head, her still slightly frizzy hair moving with her. "That's so sad...We aren't in Great Britain."
"Great Britain Lady? May I ask where that is?"
"You mean you don't...What is the current year?"
"Year? You mean season of course...Tis near Beltane Lady, that is why we summoned You..."
"You summoned us? Why on earth would you want to do that?"
"Because you have the spirit of the Holy Mother within you."
Mia slowly brought her hands up to cover her face. These people mistook her for their most powerful, and most vengeful, goddess. Now she herself
was unsure if there was even a single deity that watched over the human race, but she sure as hell knew she was not it. Her cinnamon hues
peeked out from between her fingers as she took a deep breath.
"High Priestess Kirra?"
"Yes Lady?"
"I need to talk to you in the nearest private chambers."
"Of course Lady, do you wish for your men to accompany you?"
"Yes." She said simply, heavily preoccupied with coming up with a way to explain who and what she really was.
"Then please follow me."
Mia sat down in a straight backed chair, it forcing her to sit with good posture. Some part of her mind complained that this was some sort
of medieval torture device, but she pushed that squeaky voice away. Harry, Ron, and Malfoy took the three seats around her, theirs looking
decidedly more comfortable than her own far more ornate one. She lifted her eyes from the floor and looked straight into the face of the High
Priestess.
"I am going to address you by what I think to be your given name and I will try to explain this to you as simply as I can.
"I am not your Holy Mother Goddess. I do not have a drop of divine blood running through my blood; some would even argue that I have 'dirty'
blood." She paused for a moment. "I have been led to believe you have tried to summon your goddess several times before, due to the fact that
before myself and these three men disappeared from our place in the future, I was nearly brought here several times. I do not believe that calling
upon your goddess to appear before you in the flesh is possible, it has been tried before, but never has it worked. I am unsure of why I was the
particular person your spell deemed appropriate for the job."
"But Lady..."
"Please do not interrupt me Kirra." Both Ron and Harry recognized the voice their friend was using, it was the one she used when she was lecturing
them about something stupid they had done. "I will proceed to explain as much about myself and my friends as I can without giving something
crucial to the history I know away. My name is..." She paused once again, her mind zipping back to the passage in the book she had been reading
before she disappeared. "Camille Alma and these are my friends Harold, Ronald, and Drake." She did not know what spurred her to change the boy's
names, but something whispered to her to do it. "We are all around the age of seventeen and I am a witch, they are wizards. We were at the
library at our school researching a project when you began your summons. I know they were not meant to come, but as they did no know what
was happening to me, they tried to save me. In the process, our limbs became tangled and they came along. We are students. We still do not
have the full control of our powers. I am not sure if any of that makes sense to you..."
Kirra had been sitting there, listening obediently the whole time. She had showed no emotion throughout all of her speech, but she slowly let anger
seep onto her face.
"You mean to tell me we summoned the wrong creature! I never said you were the Holy Mother! It is blasphemy to even think that! I clearly said
that Her spirit dwelled within you. There is a very large difference. Do not be so presumptuous!" She was clearly anger and the four teens all felt
the sudden tang of magic lingering in the air.
Mia did not even think. She rapidly stood up from the chair, knocking it over, and spreading her arms so they were parallel with her shoulders. Her
chocolate hues narrowed as the hum of a spell began to grow. Strange warmth suffused her body for a split second a clear semi-green bubble
grew from her form so it encompassed the three boys behind her. Her hair, which had been left down to curl around her body, was caught on a
breeze no one else felt and Kirra gave a self-satisfied smile.
"I thought as much. In your mind you feel these men are your responsibility Camille Alma. You believe that their safety is so dependent upon you
that you have awakened Her. You are the one we knew we needed to summon to save our land from sinking within the sea."
It took a moment for the Priestess's words to sink in, but when they did, Mia blinked slowly and reached behind her to steady herself on her chair.
When her hand did not find solid wood, she stumbled a little and for the second time in what felt like the same day, a pair of warm, strong hands
caught her gently by the waist. She blinked slowly as she was settled back onto her feet and heard her seat being up righted. She turned her head
slowly to see a golden haired boy return to his seat, focusing all his attention on the floor as he tried to fight the soft pinkness spreading across
his cheeks. She swallowed thickly, feeling as if her tongue had tripled its size. She sunk into her chair and absently ran a hand through her hair.
"I just did powerful wandless magic." She said quietly to no one in particular. "I'm not supposed to do any spells or anything without my wand."
The woman wrinkled her nose. "These wands you speak of are nothing but tools to channel the power living in your veins. We need not your feeble
wands to use our magic." She looked with emotionless eyes at Mia. "We can teach you that Lady Alma."
Mia absently picked at the material of her dress, mulling over the heady offer that was being tantalizingly waved before her nose. She took a deep
breath and forced a faint smile on her lips.
"I do not expect we will be here long..."
"You will not be transported back to Your time until the task we summoned You for has been completed."
"How long do you think that will take?"
"I am unsure. I do not wish to give you incorrect information."
"Well, because we are here for an undefined amount of time, I will learn how to do wandless magic."
"Excellent Lady."
"Is there anyway you can just address me as Her...Camille?"
"But that would be to disrespect You..."
"Not if I ask you."
"And You are asking me?"
She sighed. "Yes Kirra, I am asking you to call me Camille."
"But it is so informal!"
"That it might be, but it is still what I wish for you to identify me by. I also do not wish to be treated any different than any one of your
priestesses."
The woman took a deep breath, this new command quite hard for her to swallow. "Yes La...Camille."
Mia smiled faintly and inclined her head slightly. "Thank you. Do you mind if I address you as Kirra?"
The woman shook her head quickly and steepling her fingers on the desk before her. "I do not object."
"Thank you." She was about to get up, when the High Priestess lifted her hand to stop her.
"There is one more thing we must discuss."
"Yes?"
"They are not allowed to stay for much longer on this consecrated ground."
"Why may I ask?"
"This is the Mother's land. Men are not permitted to sully it."
She nodded, drawing upon her surprisingly limited knowledge of this old religion before speaking. "I am sorry for bringing them to this place. Where
do you suggest we should move them?"
"They may stay with the druids on the other side of the Island."
"How far away is it?"
"Close to a league."
"Excellent, I do believe the four of us will set out after our conversation ends. Is there anything you can give me to show the druids that my
friends need lodging?"
"No Lady Camille," Mia fought back a frown, "the dress you wears is a sign to all those who have the Knowledge. The druids will do as you ask
without asking any questions."
"Thank you very much."
"Of course." The woman inclined her head to her.
Mia smiled faintly and rose to her feet, bowing slightly at her waist to the priestess. She walked towards the door, making a slight motion with her
fingers to show her friends that they needed to follow her. Once they were outside the room, she sighed quietly.
"We need to leave this place as soon as possible, we are disrespecting their religion even as we speak."
"So we're going to be staying with those druid people?" Ron said.
"Yes Ron. I'm really sorry about you all not being able to stay here, but I fear the consequences of all the other priestesses if you three stay."
"I think this is stupid. Why should we have to move? We're the guests."
She whipped her head around, her brown eyes furious. "Malfoy, I don't like you at all." She decided to omit those tingly feelings she got when he
caught her. "I'm sure you know that and I don't care what you think. Because we are guests here we will bow down to their customs. And so that
means that you along with Harry and Ron are going to be staying with the druids whether you like it or not."
She did not wait for his rude rebuttal and simply grabbed her friends by the forearms, marching off.
This is the longest chapter so far, you should all be so proud of me!
Your Lord and Master;
Foamy the Squirrel