Ariah: Don't look back

by becky-brat

Ariah's back, but this time she's evil and living with Ciaran. Can Morgan and Hunter save her? Also, she's being haunted by the future. Can she stop this before it destroys her?

5. Mother

Chapter 5: Mother

BOS entry included

I know where Ariah is. She's in Widow's Vale. Of course! Why didn't I realize? My daughter and that poor excuse for a seeker would have taken her there. When I get there I'll either convince her that Amyranth is her destiny or…kill her.

-Neimhidh

The spell to open up a bith dearc didn't take as long and as much energy as usual. No wonder, I was standing on power leys.

"Ariah."

The voice was a husky whisper. I opened my eyes to see Annabel MacEwan – my mother – standing right in front of me.

"Mum?" I managed to croak, my throat as dry as sand paper.

Goddess, she was so beautiful with long shiny chestnut hair and big green eyes. Her skin was pale like white roses and her soft, pink lips formed a beaming smile.

"My daughter, why have you called me here?" Mum asked without anger.

"I need to know the truth!" I blurted out. "I deserve to know the truth!"

"What do you want to know?" She said softly. "I can see that you have discovered that you're a blood witch. I can feel the energy inside you; the power."

"Mum, I've met Ciaran," I told her. She flinched at the name. "I've been living with him and I was initiated into Amyranth. But I've changed now. I'm a good witch. I left Scotland with my cousin Morgan because I want to be like you."

Mum smiled at my words. "You know that your Da is dead, don't you? Your poor Da, committing suicide. I've been talking to him. He's very upset."

"But he's not my real dad, is he?" I shot at her. Mum's smile disappeared and I wished I hadn't mentioned it.

"No, that he was not," Mum said sadly. "Your Da was Angus Bramson. I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth." I began to cry. Some day soon I was going to have a break-down. I couldn't cope with all of this!

"Good-bye, my daughter," Mum whispered as she began to fade away. "You are a shining star. I love you…" And with those last words, she disappeared into the bith dearc.

"NO!!!!!!!" I screamed. "BRING HER BACK!!!!!!" In my anguish, I flung out my arms and called on the rain, wind and thunder. I let the most powerful weather-working spells I knew tumble out of my mouth. My eyes rolled back as I fainted.