I'm sorry the stories been so slow (fourth chapter dangit!) but i've been trying to set it up along with about a million other things around here (my cave of awesome-attidue that is).
But I promise it's about to get interesting. After all, I just added a vulture landing on Reid! haha :)

Reid quickly made his way down the steps, climbing over the ring's fence. The dirt and soil crunched silently under his footsteps.

He gulped as he got closer, and made a small noise when the vulture threw itself off his shoulder.

The whole crowd leaned in closer as the light dimmed and the weid symbols reappeared.

"Choose One." The old woman croaked loudly.

Reid looked them over carefully. He didn't recognize a single one. Not from mythology, demonology, the sorcery book he'd clambered through when he was twelve, or the History of the Circus he'd read when he was eight.

"That one." He pointed to the glowing green Cheshire Cat smile with a diamond painted in one corner and a spade in the other. The teeth were all pointed and outlined perfectly.

The woman chuckled next to him, "You picked an interesting one Spencer."

"What do you mean?"

"The mark Reid has just chosen is one passed down from witch to witch over the centuries! It started with the druids and it will continue in the modern world through the likes of me and Spencer here!" She cried to the crowd who "Ooh'd" and "Awe'd" appropriatley.

Reid just stared at the woman and the symbol. 'Eh... sure.' he thought.

The woman leaned in close and pressed something cold into his hand.

"Guard it well Ringmaster."

The rest of the circus proceeded normaly, fire eaters, trapeze artists, and more clowns. but Reid didn't pay attention to any of it, only remembering to laugh when Garcia prodded his side with her elbow when he didn't laugh.

He mostly sat staring at the pin the witch had pressed into his hand. It was copper with painted gold and the inmprint of a Rabbit Ring Leader on it. The pin on the back was broken, missing the actual needle part and only containing the clasp and hinge from where it had broken off.

"Hey Reid." Garcia poked his side hard, making him crumple to the side over her arm. She smiled, poking him again and grinning wider everytime he reacted.

"What?" He cried finally.

"Time to go."

"Ah. So where to next?"

"Your room."

Reid's eyes went wide.

"Uh, whoops sorry." Garcia blushed, "I meant home. It's getting late and we all have work tommorow."

Reid sighed in relief, "Oh, okay. Hey do you mind if I pop into the restroom real quick though?"

"Not at all. I'll tell them to wait for you. You remember where we parked right?"

"Totally."

Reid sped past the dirt path, dodging people and performers as they moved in and out of his way.

The tents had painted signs on the tents that were begining to fade.

"Jugglers", "Pin the tail on the Donkey", Restroom", "Vendors".

Reid sped past all these toward the one marked "Witches Tent".

Inside was a cramped little table with two stools sitting under it, surrounded by tons of bookshelves holding books, toys, papers, ornaments, food wrappers, cups of pens, and jewelery boxes.

"Hello?" Reid called, walking in.

No one answered, and it was a small tent.

No one was here.

Reid shrugged. Why should he be so freaked out anyway? It was just a Circus trick. Probably gave something like this to all her particapants. Bet he'd find a billion if he asked Garcia to run a search.

But something about the look in her eyes had creeped him out. Like she was serious about what she'd said.

Reid shrugged. Deciding what he was doing was pointless, he turned to leave.

And promptly ran into the witch.

"Yes?" she asked.

"Uh... um, I wanted to ask you about, uh," Reid struggled to regain his composure, why was he here again?

"The pin?" she asked, walking around him and pulling a stool out.

"Yes." Reid sighed.

"Well, its a special pin Reid. Given only to those who chose the Ringmaster willingly. Something very special is coming for you dear. And when it does it's best to accept it with open arms. Especially if you want to know what happens after."

"Uh... okay?" Reid was even more confused. He shouldn't have come after all.

"Now is not the time or place to answer questions young man." the witch smiled, "Go to your friends. They're waiting in row 7 i believe. Third black SUV. Remember that."

"I will." Reid said, backing quickly out of the tent, thouroghly creeped out.

How had she known where they'd parked? How had she even known he'd forgotten where they'd parked?