Sorry about the delay but we had finals and while I didn't study I did have a lot of parties to attend… I have another one next week, too. Anyways, here is the story you waited for

Btw, she has a really cynical and sarcastic tone for most… all of the story. Have fun.

!Arriving!

Well, I'm here. In Widow's Vale. Oh, the excitement! Really, you should here the pressured enthusiasm in my voice. This place is so bland and dull. How do people stand to live here? For such a small town you expect better management, I mean, the theater is missing a neon letter in its sign. Come on, even though there weren't many places that had neon signs where we lived, at least they were pretty and well kept.

Argg, sorry I have mild OCD and if you don't know what that means it's "obsessive compulsive disorder." It basically means I need things a certain way or I go crazy, not psycho crazy, just aggravated crazy. I think that's the only thing Grania liked about me because having OCD meant that I was a super clean freak. I cleaned everything and made sure it was in a specific order. For instance, my cd's were sorted alphabetically and by date; one crate would be… let's say 1997, all cds from that year were there in alphabetical order.

It drove me nuts when Killian would come for a visit, borrow some, and put them back in the wrong place. I nearly tore out my hair once because he had misplaced five, FIVE cds. He thought it was funny, until I started throwing witch fire at him. One time I almost got him…down there… you should have seem him panic when he saw flames on his right thigh oh so close to… it. That moment was purely priceless.

Anyways, I'm here. With Cal and Selene. They are such kiss asses. You should have heard them relaying to my father about my safe arrival and how they made sure I was comfortable and all that crap. Yea, comfortable. First they made me drag all my stuff from the airport to their car and, even then, Cal didn't offer a hand to place them inside their SUV. Do you know how hard it is to place two suitcases and a carryon loaded with heavy crap (my books, incase I get bored; which seem like a good idea now that I'm here) into a car, no scratch that, an SUV? Very hard, considering I have no muscle (really I'm skin and bones, something that wasn't Grania's fault… for once… I just had a fast metabolism and never had a knack for sports; basically, I'm a stick with legs, flat hair, and no boobs. I think a wall has more of a chest than I do.)

So, here I am. Guess we've established that, huh? Really I am bored out of my skull. I sensed a forest nearby as we pulled up to the house, but Selene insisted that I go to my room and rest. What did she think I do on the flight over? Jump up and down, not get bored enough to fall asleep, and mess with some random cute guy… that had brown hair and blue ocean eyes, and that was American, too…. I mean, of course, I fell asleep on the flight over… just not in my own seat… until that stewardess told me to go sit in my seat and put on my seat belt because we were landing (not cool.)

Back to the task at hand, I'm bored. Cal told me that we were going to have a big circle with Selene's coven, can't remember the name… must've slipped my mind, opps, not. He also mentioned that my task, Hunter, was invited as well along with his cousin Sky. What kind of name are those? Hunter and Sky. Might as well name your kid Oak and Sunflower. Sorry, I have a problem with nature names; I've had some bad run-ins with hippies, peaceful by bum.

I haven't really spoken to Cal, yet. We used to be great friends when we were younger, but then my engagement was announced and I had to move to Scotland. He never responded to my calls, letters, or witch messages. Apparently, he had a crush on me, probably more on my power than me. Maybe it's also why he was mean and didn't offer to help me with my luggage, petty spoiled brat. Selene hasn't spoken to me either. I never bothered to find out why. She's most likely jealous of my power. Even with all the energy she has stolen, she has never gotten close to my level.

My thoughts were rudely interrupted by boots walking on the wood floor by my room. There was a knock but before I answered the person had already opened the door. Cal stood in the frame and looked at me sprawled out on the bed. I could see the lust in his golden eyes. He wasn't ugly or anything, don't get me wrong, but I could never bring myself to be attracted. He was tall, more than 5'8", brown hair and endless pools of spun gold for eyes. To anyone else, he would be something worth drooling over. To me? He was like my brother, you tell he was handsome but there was no spark beyond that. I stared at him my bed. In my view, he was upside down, due to the fact my head was towards the door and I was lying on my back. Courtesy would've obligated me to turn over, but when you're lazy courtesy is nothing. I just laid there and waited for him to speak. When he didn't, I went back to my staring at the ceiling. It was the most exiting thing I had done all day. He cleared his throat and I turned over to face him, thoroughly annoyed that he had forced me to move.

"Mother is waiting for you downstairs. She says to put on your robes and come down because the guests will be arriving soon." He stated tersely. He remained in the doorway, obviously waiting for me to do as he said.

Out of spite, I stayed where I was on the bed and just stared at him. I could see the veins pulsing as I continued to refrain from moving. When I could visibly see him tensing, I decided to move. Slowly, of course. I liked spiting people in short doses. It's more fun that way. I pulled out my mother's green robes. They were all I had to remember her. My father had kept the rest for himself. I slipped the smooth material over my clothing and removed them underneath. I didn't want Cal to see more than I wanted. It was kind of creepy; his persistence. He had even tried begging my father to allow him to marry me instead of Diarmuid. Even I wouldn't have chosen him. It would be incredibly awkward.

"You can go now seeing as I've already changed and your message has been delivered." I replied with my back to him. His presence was very disturbing at the moment, I only just remembered that all I had covering me was a long robe of thin material. I heard the door close, but I still sensed him in the room. Without warning, I felt his hand on my shoulder, which was then followed my by his mouth. 'Ewww, get it off, get it off!' This was so wrong in so many ways. I struggled out of his grasp and went over to the door.

"Would you kindly leave? I would like some privacy." I said, opening the door. He came but stopped short about a foot.

"Mother told me to accompany you downstairs." He replied grinning. 'Goddess, protect me.' I knew him well enough to know I wasn't going to get from the third floor to the first without any problems. The guest had already started to arrive and were all downstairs. No one was going to be coming, especially not Selene.

I ran out the door and nearly stumbled down the stairs in my haste to get away. Just as I reached the second floor, Cal grabbed one of my hands and jerked me towards him. Pulling with all of my might, I got halfway down the stairs before he pushed me against the wall. I whimpered as I felt his mouth on me and tightly closed my eyes. It felt so wrong and I didn't want to be there. I started pounding on his chest, but he had my arms trapped between us limiting their capabilities. I opened my eyes just as I felt his weight leave my body. There was a flash of gold and when I looked down, Cal was sprawled at the base starring at me.

Then I noticed he wasn't starring at me but the person who was keeping me from following his example down the steps. He was tall, maybe 6'2", blonde hair that looked half gold in light and half silver in the shadows. He looked over at me and I felt myself go breathless. Sea-green eyes were staring at me, concern etched perfectly in them. I knew right away he was my assignment. Father had shown me a picture of him before I left. That photograph had down him no justice.

"Are you okay?" a silky voice asked. I realized that the voice belonged to him. Unfortunately, before I could reply, I was wretched from his arms and into Cal's. I struggled so he threw me behind him, nearly causing me to fall as he did down the remaining steps.

"Hello, brother." Cal said icily. He was glaring with a great intensity and I could tell he wanted to strangle him. I stepped up the stair went under Cal's arm, and stood between them.

"You must be Hunter." I said cheerfully. Spite is such a fun thing. "I've heard little about you but I am intrigued. Imagine my surprise when I heard you were a seeker at such a young age." I giggled like an idiot. Anything to piss off Cal. I love being evil. I rapidly grabbed his hand and rudely pulled us both past a fuming Cal. 'Not my fault he still likes me.' I smiled evilly. When Hunter and I rounded the corner, I pushed him against the wall and placed the most chaste kiss I could muster. Trust me; it was hard considering I haven't kissed anybody that innocently in a while.

"Thank you, for saving me. I was getting really scared." I must've sounded incredibly innocent because he just smiled at me.

"It was nothing." I smiled back and pulled him along until we got to the circle room. I abruptly let go of his hand and went over to Selene. My change in demeanor must've surprised him because when I looked back he was staring at me from the spot where I left him. 'Got him. Perfect'

So that's it… you'll have to wait for my next chapter although I can't make any promises as to when it will be done… I know how I want it to end but I just don't know what should happen in between… please review