Chapter 7: Dark Wave
BOS entry included
Ariah has fled Widow's Vale again with Ciaran, but this time her intensions were good. She joined Ciaran to save Hunter, Killian and I. Goddess, can we save her?
-Morgan
Ciaran woke me up early the next morning. I'd had another dream. This time, it was about Morgan. Helplessly, I watched Morgan drop to the ground, dead. Her body was burnt and charred. Then I saw Widow's Vale, burnt to the ground. Everyone I had loved was dead.
"Ariah?" Ciaran said. "Come on! Put on your robe! We have to hold a circle immediately!"
I blinked sleepily. "Why?"
"We're sending a dark wave to Widow's Vale!" Ciaran said with a wolf-like smile. "We will burn it to the ground!"
Holy crap, I thought. My dream was coming true!
"No," I said firmly. "I can't. I WON'T!" Ciaran gasped, as if I'd slapped him. The colour drained from his face. "What?" Bewildered, he struck me several times across the face and I hit him straight back.
"You can't control me anymore," I said, my voice like steel. Before he could do anything, I teleported (a trick I'd picked up from Uncle Dearest) back to Widow's Vale. I had to tell them about the dark wave.
I raced over to Hunter's house and banged on the door. In my rage, I muttered a quick spell that blew the door up.
"HUNTER!" I screeched. "HUNTER!!!!!!!!!!" Hunter came rushing down the stairs in a pair of boxers and vest top. Morgan was behind him. I smirked. I was obviously interrupting something.
"Ariah!" Morgan yelped. "What's wrong? Why aren't you in Scotland?"
I snorted. "Oh, per-lease! You didn't really expect me to stay with your Daddy Dearest, did ya?"
Hunter grinned. "Smart lass. But how did you get here so fast?"
"I teleported," I answered and noticed Morgan raise her eyebrows. "But we don't have any time to spare! Ciaran's sending a dark wave to Widow's Vale!"