Disclaimer: See first chapter
A/N: Nothing much to say except read and review! Oh wait I have something. It says that Lyndsay is at the vineyard picking grapes in the summer, I'm not sure if they do pick them in the summer but I've written it that way.
Chapter 2: In the midst of things
"Come on Carlie." Miranda Mason snapped at her teenage daughter Carlie. Carlie grumbled as she tossed her backpack in the front seat of their small hatchback.
"Say bye to the house," Miranda said in a tone as if speaking to a small child.
"Bye house!" Carlie waved to the teashop, The Green Leaf that she lived above. They were off to France for her Aunt Sara's wedding.
Sara wasn't actually her aunt in a blood sense but since Sara had no siblings she treated them as her family. Sara owned the Green Leaf and had left it in the care of an elderly couple while she got married.
Carlie and Miranda were to be the bridesmaids.
Carlie sat back and cranked up the radio as they drove out of their hometown of Hereford.
Carlie began to change her hair colour at will. She was a shapeshifter amongst her many other abilities. She was the heir to the Mistress of Fire and one quarter of the Sorceresses Circle. Her other powers include pryokenesis (the ability to light fires with ones mind) and Dreamography (the power to transfer images onto other mediums).
The four shared two common powers – telepathy between them and their guardian Marcus and levitation.
Carlie had been the bridge between the muggle and magical world. Her parents came from prominent magical families – The Masons were an Italian Wizarding Family who had migrated to England in the late 1950's and The Blacks, supporters of the dark lord and prone to producing dark wizards.
Carlie's father was one of the exceptions to this though most thought not. Her father was none other than the infamous Sirius Black.
When he was imprisoned eleven years ago, Miranda had abandoned the magical world and failed to mention to her daughter that she was a witch.
Carlie had found out when she received her letter to Hogwarts. It was there she met the heir to the Spirit of Water, Jess Mcairn.
As the city disappeared behind her Carlie wondered what was in store for the four next.
Jess Mcairn was watching a television set he'd managed to transfigure into his room. His parents were busy despite neither of them working. His mother Andrea was downstairs redecorating the large dinning room and his father Isaiah was out doing 'errands'. Jess didn't know or care what he was doing.
He was watching a movie that Nathan had recommended to him called The Matrix. He remembered when he had first saw a movie that because he had no knowledge of the muggle world couldn't understand any of it.
He was enjoying the movie greatly. This was the third time watching it since the first time it had been hard to understand.
Under his arm sat the extremely thick book he'd been reading called 'The Great War'. It was about the thousand-year-old war between Vampires and Lycans. He had found out that Lycan was like a werewolf but more powerful as he could change his form at will.
He'd read a quarter of it already and was very engrossed in it. He was actually enjoying his holidays for once, he had ample things to do and no demons had attacked him.
Yet.
A small tapping was heard at his door and Jess waved his hand the television disappeared. One of his abilities was to make things invisible.
Their small house elf, Candy came in and bowed deeply to him. "Young master, the mistress wished to speak to you," she said in a squeaky voice.
Jess rolled his eyes and made his way downstairs. He slid down the large banister and walked into the dinning room where his mother, a tall woman with white blonde hair and grey eyes, stood.
"Hello dear," She greeted him. "What do you think of this?" She waved her wand and the large heavy drapes became a deep purple.
Jess shrugged. He didn't care what the stupid drapes looked like. "They look fine."
His mother turned around and looked angry. "I don't want you cooped up in that room all day. Go out and ride you broom like a normal child."
Jess rolled his eyes and orbed back up to his room. Orbing was safer and easier than apparating. Only guardians and the four sorceresses could do it.
He clicked his fingers and the television started up again and he watched as Neo dodged bullets.
Nathan Tucker, heir to the deity of earth was in a movie theatre in Hereford with three of his friends – Lewis, Keisha and Jason.
"Its not really scary but it was when it was released." Said Jason. They were seeing a special screening of the (supposedly) scariest movie of all time -The Exorcist.
"I don't think Keisha and Lewis are going to be watching much of it anyway," Nathan remarked and looked over at the two who looked joined at the face.
"Get a room!" Jason called to them and they broke apart.
"What's happening?" Keisha asked.
"The girl is possessed by the devil," Nathan replied coolly.
Nathan felt sick to the stomach as he watched the movie. It wasn't because he thought it scary. It was because at the beginning of the summer he had seen first hand what an exorcism looked like.
As Linda Blair climbed backwards down the stairs Keisha screamed and buried her head into Lewis's shoulder.
Nathan felt like someone was blowing in his ear. He knew what was going to happen. One of his powers was sensitive hearing. Lyndsay, the heir to the Goddess of Wind, had the sight and Nathan in turn had the hearing.
The voice that spoke was not English. He knew it to be Japanese. His other power was to be able to understand any spoken or written language.
"Nathan………" many voices hissed slowly. "Help us………"
He sighed. Why couldn't it be more in depth? Help who with what?
"Nathan…." The voices were airy and cool and Nathan felt entranced by it. "Help us………please… help us………the light…….get the light….."That wasn't much better, what was the light and why did he have to get it?
"Nathan help us!" A lone voice cried. "We need you!"
Groaning out loud he wanted to shout 'Help with what?' but he couldn't. The voices stopped and Nathan relaxed.
He'd give Lyndsay a call later. Whilst gifted with telepathy it was dangerous to use it. Minaru, head of the underworld had the ability to listen in.
He wondered what Lyndsay was doing at that moment.
Aunt Millie's vineyard sat in the middle of the French Countryside. Lyndsay had been invited for the summer and now she was picking grapes along with the rest of the pickers.
"Aren't you a bit young to be picking grapes?" A voice asked.
Lyndsay turned around to see a handsome boy of sixteen watching her closely. His face was tanned and his eyes a soft hazel. He wore work clothes and stood with a swaggering smile on his face.
"I'm fourteen, well almost fourteen." She replied.
He smiled and held out his hand. "Hector Creswell."
Lyndsay went to shake it and her hand went straight through his. "You're a ghost!" She gasped.
He nodded. "I've been lonely for many years and I knew when I saw you that you had the sight."
"I can't talk right now I've got to pick grapes." Lyndsay said and turned back to the vine.
"In my day we didn't let beautiful girls like you work like that," He commented.
Lyndsay smiled and replied mischievously. "If I didn't know better Mr. Creswell I'd say you're hitting on me."
He shrugged. "It's a good thing you know better then."
Lyndsay laughed and continued to pick the grapes. "You never told me your name," He said.
"Lyndsay," She replied.
"Lyndsay," He whispered the name. "So that is the name of an angel."
"You know that you're dead don't you?" She asked.
He nodded. "Been dead almost thirty years. But like Peter Pan I never grow up. I was sixteen then and I am sixteen now."
"Must be a bit of a bummer," Said Lyndsay.
"It's been a lonely few decades but now I have you to speak to," He sounded excited and she knew she'd have to put a damper on his spirits.
"I'm only here for the summer," She explained but he didn't seem discouraged.
"I can go anywhere I want. It's just that I choose to remain here and watch over my girlfriend, she married now and owns this farm."
Lyndsay straightened up. "You don't mean my Aunt Millie do you?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Aunt Millie? Wow, I didn't know she had a niece."
"Actually she has two. Me and my sister Alicia." Lyndsay replied.
Now that Lyndsay knew that this man had once been her aunt's boyfriend she was a bit reluctant to talk to him.
"What part of England are you from?" He asked casually.
"Hereford," She answered.
"Lyndsay!" Her aunt's voice floated across the vines.
"I gotta go," She said to him. "Nice talking with you."
"Nice talking to you to!" He called after her as she walked away.
