A/N: I know you are all curious about who Air is, and I'll give you a slight clue. Air is not someone you have already met, but they will be associated with another main character from the series. I'm still in the making of evolving Air's character (they won't make an appearance yet, not for another chapter or two). Well that is all I'm reveling for now. Thanks for all the great reviews!
~Kandimoon
Chapter Three
"Spirit descended onto the vast empty space, after traveling so very long, in which she would create a new life. She formed the nine planets, all ranging in different sizes to give an individual characteristic to them. Deciding not to name them, but allow the people who would someday walk upon these newly formed planets that pleasure, she formed a large golden sphere to shine it's light and warm upon the newly formed creations. Growing tired, not only from her work but after such a long distance, she laid down to rest and knew that her life force would soon come to an end. With the last of her strength she gave birth to four daughters and named them after her favorite elements, the basic compositions to creating a new way of life.
First to arrive was Earth, her brown hair lengthening since her first breath of air and eyes that sparkled a warm brown took her first look into her new life. Water emerged second and shook her growing mane of blonde hair from her small cherub face. Blue eyes, as crystal as a tropical sea, glanced over and smiled brightly to her sister. Air followed soon after with her dark glossy hair and brilliant amber eyes.
Spirit began to panic for her fourth child was delaying its birth and she knew she could not sustain her life for much longer. Much of her power already went into the other three children and there would be just enough left for the last child once it was born. Within seconds of her life, Fire erupted like a flaming volcano and joined her three sisters and now dead mother into her new life. Hair as brilliant as flame tumbled delicately on her pale shoulders in gentle curls, eyes as gray as smoke with tints of brown gazed out at her new surroundings.
The four goddesses grew up at a rapid speed, tuning and learning to control their own magic's in order to finish off the task their mother had already started.
Earth stepped forward first, her brown hair billowing around her like a cape. She rose her hands far above her head and called upon her power to bring structure to one of the planets, which she decided to name Earth. And so forests and valleys and plains covered the small sphere and she who was called Earth smiled at her amazing work. Next stepped Water, who covered the lower areas of earth with cool liquid, and named it water, after herself. She formed the rushing rivers and the stagnant lakes while rejoicing in the clear powerful waterfalls. She too smiled at her own cleverness. Air came forth and spread her hands wide and with her power gave Earth life, mortals built from their own flesh, animals for food, cloth, and companionship littered the many continents. Fire stepped beside her older sister and gave fire to the newly formed beings, fire to cook, to warm, and even to destroy.
The goddesses still felt that this was not enough, so each gave another gift to the mortals. Earth gave them her wisdom and strength to aid them of their ever-changing lives. Air gave her creations the gift of imagination, inspiration, the chance to wish and dream, for these things would keep them striving forth to see a new day. Water smiled down and gave them healing, intuition and compassion, not only towards each other but towards the Earth and all of the other creatures on it as well. Fire stepped up last, emerging from the smoke gray ashes, her gift was passion, motivation, and creativity.
Feeling that they have completed all that their mother planned to do, the four goddesses rose up to the sky and disappeared to let the mortals live and grow in relative peace and harmony. But it wasn't before long that trouble between the mortals grew stronger and so the goddesses sent their last and final gift to the men and women of Earth. They sent a seed, filled with their power, to four unsuspecting women, in hopes that their legacy would never be forgotten; and so from these seeds of life, magic was sprung.
As Ginny finished reading the last line, she was in awe of the story unfolded before her. Over the years she has read and learned about various creation stories, but none of them was as different, yet fascinating as this one. And yet what made this one different was its validity, for she was one of those who possessed the true power of the four main goddesses.
Ginny read on and learned that though magic did indeed evolve from the Four's powers and eventually became a whole new separate way of life, only four special people in each generation were able to carry the true ancient power of the goddesses. Glancing over to Hermione she read aloud the information she just finished.
"How do you suppose this book knows so much about them? No writing, even for Wizards, dates back much further that a few hundred years before the Middle Ages, and yet this book tells the story as if time itself wrote it down. Something doesn't seem right about it, yet it is the only facts we have at the moment." Hermione questioned, using her power of wisdom and logic to sort out the many questions plaguing our thoughts.
"But even so, Hermione, it doesn't tell us what we need to know. The story of our ancestors evolution is important, I won't deny that, but we need to know how this magic grew from those four seedlings and what kind of extra powers do we possess as the carriers of the four elements." Ginny retorted back to her friend.
"True, it's dark out now, we can find out our answers tonight. If we were the four, we'd have enough power to call on the goddesses themselves, but as two we might not be able to generate enough to find out what we need. But we must try, every little bit helps, right?" Hermione smiled as she looked back over at her friend.
"I guess so." Ginny replied as they gathered together the items they would need for their ritual tonight. After packing up their belongings they quietly snuck out of the house, successfully without waking anyone up, and proceeded out towards the woods behind the Weasley's home. The same woods, Ginny noted as she looked around wearily, that were in her dream only a few hours ago.
"Place yours and Water's candles over there, I'll get mine and Air's. Don't forget to put a protective spell around the area first." Hermione called out from off to Ginny's right. Ginny grabbed the light blue and bright red candles and placed them in their proper direction, but not before placing a protective ward first on the area around them. After doing her task, Ginny walked over to join Hermione in the center of the circle, and lowered the hood of her traditional red cloak; Hermione followed suit with her green one.
Taking off her Pentagram and placing it between her hands, Hermione rose her arms up into the night sky and called forth her power. "I am Earth, daughter of the Ancient Ones, we come tonight a broken circle, hoping to seek answers."
Ginny held her tool tightly in her hands, a staff handed down to her by the women of her family. "I am Fire, daughter of the Ancient Flame, help us wise protectors, on our journey for knowledge." She cried out, hoping that their pleas would work. Seconds went by and the two girls were slowly giving up hope, they just weren't powerful enough without the other two members to complete the circle. Wearily they started closing their ritual by heading over to distinguish the four candles, when two animals came forth. A dark brown owl fluttered onto a nearing branch and a dark as night dragon, the size of a small tree stalked nearby towards the edge of the circle.
"Are you messengers? Sent by the goddesses?" Hermione asked the wise owl. A slight nod indicated that yes indeed they were sent to them by their ancestors.
"Can you help us?" Ginny asked with newfound hope in her voice. The dragon glanced curiously at her before speaking lowly. His two gray eyes were the only distinguishable feature that they could make out with on the light of the candles and the pale sliver of moon hanging in the inky sky.
"You may ask us each one question, and we will answer if able to." He spoke to them both, the owl; who was still silent, nodded her emphasis.
Hermione and Ginny glanced at each other as if trying to telepathically ask each other which questions they needed the most information on. Hermione, seeing Ginny's hesitation, decided to go first.
"We need to know more about our power, what it's capable of and how we are to use it to defeat Voldemort." She asked pleadingly.
"The answer to your question lies only within yourselves, it is for you to discover, and to perfect." The raspy voice of the dark brown owl answered in a hushed whisper. Hermione, though not satisfied with the answer, nodded and then glanced over to Ginny.
Ginny was panicking within her own mind. She knew she should ask about her powers and about the goddesses but her dreams just kept plaguing her over and over again. Suddenly, she thought back to the last dream, and the conversation she had with the figure in the woods, the one who could possibly be her family's worst enemy.
"Can we defeat the Dark Lord without the fourth power?" She asked, not bothering to specify which power, for she figured the goddesses, or their familiars would know who they were talking about anyway.
"Four powers are you strongest best, break a link and your power weakens. But a power turned to the dark side is stronger than all three combined. Win you may, but lose your life you will." The dragon responded, then suddenly the two animals vanished back into the trees where they first appeared.
"Can't anything ever give us a straight answer anymore!" Ginny screamed aloud to the waking darkness. Hermione glanced over to her angered friend and calmly put a hand on her delicate shoulder.
"Let us clean up then head back, we can sort this all out in the morning." She said as she went to gather the melting candles from their rightful places.
But Ginny didn't want to wait to sort out the information their familiars gave them; she wanted desperately to figure this all out tonight. However, moments after arriving back to the Burrow, she was fast asleep and already falling into a new dream.
"Your passion and anger burn brightly within you." A voice called from out in the ocean.
The dream took her back to her beloved cliffs; Ginny stood by the edge and called to the feminine voice out over the waves.
"Who are you?" She asked.
"I am who you seek, and I know their troubles plaguing your mind. Clear your mind, use your power and let it go for just a moment."
Ginny closed her eyes and tried to let her feelings and questions float out of her body, suddenly she felt lighter and more confident.
"He knows who I am." Ginny told the woman's voice.
"He searches for you, he will find you some day. But do not fret daughter, little flame, for your power is greater, have faith in yourself and your abilities."
"Can we defeat Him? Can we win?"
"Everything you need is inside you, you it my child, use your gift. Open yourself up, and you will conquer anything."
The voice started to fade with the breeze; Ginny closed her eyes and took in the knowledge she had just gained. She could win, that lifted her heart to new hope.
There was still much to overcome, she would have to train hard to discover and tune her powers if she was going to help defeat the Dark Lord. Then suddenly an image of Malfoy came into her head. Was he Water? Was he the link that would turn to evil? Over the years her brother always spoke about how Draco's father was a Death Eater, but would son follow the father's path? And if so, could the three remaining build up enough power to stop him?
And where exactly was Air anyway?
A/N: Don't forget to review! Let me know what you think!!!