Ok! I have the next chapter! Now some people are saying they want longer
chapters but I just not the kind of person who can write a chapter two
pages long! Now I don't post chapters that are less than one page. Now be
sure to drop a review on your way out!
I have decided to alternate stories. So if I update this story Helpless will be the next one to be updated. If you haven't read that story then read it!
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The images were evil, I tried not to give into the evil, tried not to let myself feel the satisfaction. Each time I resisted an image I felt a sharp pain in my mind. Every image was of me using dark magick. I tried to stop myself, tried to wake up, to get out of this nightmare. Each time I did the pains only got sharper.
At one point I tried to resist the pain became so sharp I cried out. I wasn't sure if it was my mind or my real body but the next thing I knew I was being shaken awake.
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Maeve's POV
I was in my separate room. Ciaran's room was down the hall. I was worried for Morgan. All my love for Ciraran had disappeared. We hadn't divorced though. Don't ask me why.
I knew that Morgan did love her father. She just disagreed with his practicing dark magick. That's what worried me. I knew as well as she did that one day she would have to betray her father. The hard thing was I wasn't sure if she could do it. She didn't deserve to have this. No child did but I couldn't make this decision for her. She had to make it herself.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't pick up the waves of pain. My senses might not have but my ears did. I nearly screamed from fright when I heard a tiny scream from Morgan's room. I ran down the hall, defensive spells at the ready.
I burst into her room and saw her covered in sweat, panting and twisting and turning. It seemed like she was in pain. I grabbed her shoulders and shook her awake, sending her some soothing spells. She started sobbing and I took her in my arms and asked 'What happened?'
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Morgan's POV
I woke up and saw Mom's face above me, sending soothing spells to me. All of a sudden I started sobbing. Then she asked me 'What happened?' I took me a while to answer because I wouldn't stop shaking. 'I had more visions, only this time they were torturing me.' 'What?!' she exclaimed. 'Tell me everything.' She commanded.
I told her everything. About the images and the pains and when I finished I asked her 'Do you think Ciaran sent them?' 'Well, I'm positive Ciaran sent them. I don't know who else would.' Morgan, we need to leave.' 'How?' I asked.
'Well,' she said 'I've been planning this for a long time. Now if we leave Ciaran will probably expect us to go to Ireland, to my coven. What we are going to do is leave a note saying we are going to leave but I will send a message to my coven warning them to hide for a while. I will send a signal like ours to fool Ciaran and cover it with cloaking spells to make it hard to trace. This will make it seem like that is where we went. Then we will go to an apartment I have rented at the end of Widow's Vale. Hopefully Ciaran will spend plenty of time in Ireland.'
I got up and grabbed my suit case. 'We need to leave tonight.' I told her. 'Those visions were killing me. I am not staying here any longer!' I started packing and she left to do the same. I took most of my clothes. My altar cloth, tools, favorite Wiccan items like my candles and statues. I enlarged my suit case so it could hold three times as much and did a spell to make it lighter. My hands were shaking slightly. I knew I needed to get out but still. This was my father. It would be hard to leave. *I'm finished packing. I'll meet you downstairs.* I witch messaged my mother. I grabbed my wheelie case and silently went down the stairs. As I passed Dad's door I sent the strongest sleeping spell I could.
When mom came down she said 'I put a very strong sleeping spell on Ciaran.' I started giggling. 'What?' she asked. 'Well, so did I! He's never going to wake up!' she smiled and wrote the note, sent the message to her coven and sent the fooling spell. We covered ourselves in cloaking spells and kept our concealing in our heads to cover our tracks. Then, we slipped in to the dark of the night.
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So guys! What did you think?!?!! Reviews!!
I have decided to alternate stories. So if I update this story Helpless will be the next one to be updated. If you haven't read that story then read it!
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The images were evil, I tried not to give into the evil, tried not to let myself feel the satisfaction. Each time I resisted an image I felt a sharp pain in my mind. Every image was of me using dark magick. I tried to stop myself, tried to wake up, to get out of this nightmare. Each time I did the pains only got sharper.
At one point I tried to resist the pain became so sharp I cried out. I wasn't sure if it was my mind or my real body but the next thing I knew I was being shaken awake.
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Maeve's POV
I was in my separate room. Ciaran's room was down the hall. I was worried for Morgan. All my love for Ciraran had disappeared. We hadn't divorced though. Don't ask me why.
I knew that Morgan did love her father. She just disagreed with his practicing dark magick. That's what worried me. I knew as well as she did that one day she would have to betray her father. The hard thing was I wasn't sure if she could do it. She didn't deserve to have this. No child did but I couldn't make this decision for her. She had to make it herself.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't pick up the waves of pain. My senses might not have but my ears did. I nearly screamed from fright when I heard a tiny scream from Morgan's room. I ran down the hall, defensive spells at the ready.
I burst into her room and saw her covered in sweat, panting and twisting and turning. It seemed like she was in pain. I grabbed her shoulders and shook her awake, sending her some soothing spells. She started sobbing and I took her in my arms and asked 'What happened?'
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Morgan's POV
I woke up and saw Mom's face above me, sending soothing spells to me. All of a sudden I started sobbing. Then she asked me 'What happened?' I took me a while to answer because I wouldn't stop shaking. 'I had more visions, only this time they were torturing me.' 'What?!' she exclaimed. 'Tell me everything.' She commanded.
I told her everything. About the images and the pains and when I finished I asked her 'Do you think Ciaran sent them?' 'Well, I'm positive Ciaran sent them. I don't know who else would.' Morgan, we need to leave.' 'How?' I asked.
'Well,' she said 'I've been planning this for a long time. Now if we leave Ciaran will probably expect us to go to Ireland, to my coven. What we are going to do is leave a note saying we are going to leave but I will send a message to my coven warning them to hide for a while. I will send a signal like ours to fool Ciaran and cover it with cloaking spells to make it hard to trace. This will make it seem like that is where we went. Then we will go to an apartment I have rented at the end of Widow's Vale. Hopefully Ciaran will spend plenty of time in Ireland.'
I got up and grabbed my suit case. 'We need to leave tonight.' I told her. 'Those visions were killing me. I am not staying here any longer!' I started packing and she left to do the same. I took most of my clothes. My altar cloth, tools, favorite Wiccan items like my candles and statues. I enlarged my suit case so it could hold three times as much and did a spell to make it lighter. My hands were shaking slightly. I knew I needed to get out but still. This was my father. It would be hard to leave. *I'm finished packing. I'll meet you downstairs.* I witch messaged my mother. I grabbed my wheelie case and silently went down the stairs. As I passed Dad's door I sent the strongest sleeping spell I could.
When mom came down she said 'I put a very strong sleeping spell on Ciaran.' I started giggling. 'What?' she asked. 'Well, so did I! He's never going to wake up!' she smiled and wrote the note, sent the message to her coven and sent the fooling spell. We covered ourselves in cloaking spells and kept our concealing in our heads to cover our tracks. Then, we slipped in to the dark of the night.
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So guys! What did you think?!?!! Reviews!!