"Boss, why didn't you tell her about Jacob's part in it?" Buster held a tie at Edmund's side.
"I don't want to upset her." Edmund shrugged, "It was Beryl's plan anyways."
"I guess we are keeping her this time then?" Buster asked with an innocent enough tone, and still got himself a glare--
Edmund didn't like this subject, because he wasn't sure how Lilith would decide. And he hated waiting other's decision.
But Lilith didn't have any spare mind to really make any decision. The new witch life was too strange for her to settle in--
Light shot out of her hand everytime she had even the slightest mood swing. When she woke up from a nightmare, when she was pat on the shoulder, even when someone just called her name while her mind wandered.
The first few days would have been hard if it wasn't werewolves and Sarla that was around her but normal humans. She felt horrible at first, but they made it into a game--
Lilith was having lunch
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"What a pretty wall, isn't it?" Lilith jumped at the sudden question, only to realize that her roommate had been waving a hand in front of her eyes for quite some time now. Emma giggled at Lilith's confused look towards her question: "What are you staring at our wall for?!" "Jacob is coming to pick me up! So--" Still having the stupid smile on her face when her mind was drifting, Lilith stood up and spun in front of Emma, "How do I look? Please tell me it's perfect!!" "Elegant, beautiful, cute." Emma nodded with a serious face before she turned on the taunting grin: "Wayyyyyyy overdressed for a date night." "Except it's not JUST a date night." Lilith stared at Emma, trying to sound mysterious. Lilith couldn't keep her lips from curving up even for one second to make a straight face. "Wh--Oh my God!" Emma gasped, "It's tonight?! He's finally introducing you to his family?!" "Yess!!!" Lilith yelped as she threw herself on
"Lilith, please don't cry..." Jacob pulled Lilith in to comfort her, but she just felt like she was a doll with her soul floating somewhere that she couldn't find. Ann burst into laughter. Lilith didn't feel the anger when she run into them. She didn't feel the anger when Jacob was still going on about "explaining" when there was no room for misunderstanding. But Ann's laughter did it. It was what lit everything up. Lilith suddenly remembered all. All the innocent lines he said, now sounded like lies; all the time that they weren't together, were now filled with images of their kissing; and all times when he yelled at her for some silly, small stuff became this fuel that drove Lilith to turn and run towards Emma's car. Borrowing Emma's car was the best decision she made that night. "Lilith! Lilith, please! I have never cheated on you before! This was just a misunderstanding!" Jacob followed Lilith impatiently as Lilith
"Tonight we gather here, for this night is to be the most important night of our time!" The high priest announced with his low yet vigorous voice on the high stage, and the whole square fell into silence even though it was filled with people. "Where are you going?! Jacob!" Ann yelled but Jacob already sprang out of the car even before she could fully stop it. "But first, we have a little sweet announcement," The high priest curved his lips and his long, white beard jumped a little with his smile, "From the boy of the Family Algood, Jacob Alg--" "High Priest!" Jacob stopped his dashing just by the edge of the stage, staring at the high priest with begging eyes as he shook his head like crazy. "Ohh..." The high priest got his hint and murmured, "Well, pity... guess we have to move on then." Confused whispers spread the crowd, and Jacob could swear he heard one or two laughter as well. Damn them! "What's wrong?" An old, sl
No one before she and Jacob made the wand glow, and that was all the Mages in the town. No one else would and could appear now, it was HERS! Ann stepped up there like a glowing queen, and of course she was in her finest suit -- she even wore a pair of white leather gloves, as a little touch of her elegancy. She put her hand over the wand, and a shadow was cast over The Shadow, making the light reflected on the wand even dimmer. She grabbed the wand and rose her arm over her head! She heard the crowd gasped in sync, and she looked up-- The wand was not glowing. No one spoke. No one even moved. All eyes were on her, and unlike Jacob's little incident, this one they WILL remember. The smile was off Ann's face now. "Wait!" She glanced at the crowd in panic as she tried ripping the gloves off her hand, "It's my gloves... give me a second." The second glove just won't come off. Ann threw the glove she managed
"Oh my God, what happened to you?!" With no answer, Lilith buried her face into Emma's shoulder, knowing her tear-makeup-mixed face would totally ruin Emma's favorite sweater. "Come and sit, you poor thing!" The sweater was no longer Emma's priority now, "Tell me what happened?" "I don't want to..." Lilith mumbled and tears burst out of her at the first sound she made. The water tap won't even spill water like her eyes spilling tears. "What did he do now!" Asked Emma with her teeth clenched, "HE did this to you, didn't he?!" "It was me..." Lilith shook her head, couldn't complete too long sentences, "It was my doing..." "How on earth was that YOUR doing?!" Emma couldn't keep her voice down, "All this because you missed his call?! Are you fucking kidding me--" "No..." Lilith shook her head, sobbing, "It w*-w*sn't like that..." "Then what happened!" Emma let out a frustrated plaint, "Please, Lilith, you are scarin
"Get back here and take care of her!" Hank shouted at Jacob. His rare temper shut Jacob up effectively. "Ann would face a much more severe punishment if this one dies." Hank added in a lower voice. "What do I do!" Jacob turned back to Emma quickly hearing that. "Tell me where Lilith went, please." Hank turned to Emma, who was in a lot of pain and was at the edge of losing her consciousness. "I know you care about Lilith, and I'm the only one who can save her now." Hank fixed his eyes on Emma, "You don't want Ann to hurt her, right?" "Sh-she is leaving town," Emma said with great hardship, "Hig-highway 18, she's bound to take that one..." "She owns you her life." Hank nodded before he put her finger on Emma's forehead and she fell into a deep sleep. "I have stopped the bleeding for now," Hank told Jacob briefly, "Take her back to your house and your mom will know what to do. Do NOT take her to a hospital, do you understa
"What--?!" Ann took a step back in shock, "What are you talking about?!" "Well," The man shrugged, "I just thought it's a wand you have there in your hand, is it not?" "Ohh..." Ann looked down at her own hand with a relieved exhale, "Sorry...It's just...from a gift shop..." "I see." The man nodded with a polite smile, "A very exquisite souvenir, it seems." "It IS beautiful, isn't it?" Ann mumbled. All she could think of was how she told Jacob not too long ago about how love doesn't matter, yet she felt so powerless in front of this mysterious man smiling in front of her. "Please, we need your help." Said the man with not even a shred of hasty in his voice, "Could you call an ambulance? The girl is badly hurt." "Hmm, yes of course!" Ann pulled out her phone from her jacket and started dialing, only to see the man curve his lips at her. Damn it! Now he knew she was lying about the light from her palm because she J
"High priest!" Ann gasped as she looked down to her own hand, which was what took away Hank's breath. Because in Ann's hand, The Shadow was now glowing. Dimly, but the glow was still there. "How?! I mean... how did it happen?" Hank stammered as he started walking towards Ann. His attention was no longer on the crashing scene. "By the time I got here, she already crashed the car..." Ann started with an improvised lie. There was no one to expose her anyways. "What?! You mean Lilith?" Hank took a gasp as he blinked in confusion, "Where is she?" "She was taken to the hospital." Ann said, "I called the ambulance right away as I got here." "That's good." Hank nodded, still in shock, "So what happened to The Shadow? How was it wakened?!" "I don't know..." Ann handed The Shadow back to Hank, "I was so worried about Lilith when I saw all these, and before I knew, The Shadow was already in my hand with its whole b
"Boss, why didn't you tell her about Jacob's part in it?" Buster held a tie at Edmund's side. "I don't want to upset her." Edmund shrugged, "It was Beryl's plan anyways." "I guess we are keeping her this time then?" Buster asked with an innocent enough tone, and still got himself a glare-- Edmund didn't like this subject, because he wasn't sure how Lilith would decide. And he hated waiting other's decision. But Lilith didn't have any spare mind to really make any decision. The new witch life was too strange for her to settle in-- Light shot out of her hand everytime she had even the slightest mood swing. When she woke up from a nightmare, when she was pat on the shoulder, even when someone just called her name while her mind wandered. The first few days would have been hard if it wasn't werewolves and Sarla that was around her but normal humans. She felt horrible at first, but they made it into a game-- Lilith was having lunch
Lilith woke up in the middle of the night, and Edmund was sitting in a chair right next to her bed. "What in the name of Jesus!" Edmund shot open his eyes, apparently also a bit shocked: "Sorry! I dozed off...How are you feeling?" The last thing Lilith remembered was Ann inviting her to the private room in the library to "talk", so waking up to Edmund sitting next to her was as if the past several days was a super long horrible dream. As if she never woke up from the crashing night. "Why am I here?!" Lilith asked in panic, "What happened?! I thought I was in the library..." Considering her reaction -- well, her fury -- the last time he suggested to Lilith that Jacob might cause her crash, Edmund decided against dumping the nightmare-like day to her. Instead, Edmund just sat down on the side of the bed and patted her on the head-- "You are okay now...shhh--" "Don't!--" Lilith threw her wrist and hit Edmund's hand away, y
Several voices shouted at the same time. Some of them were mages, shouting at the fact that "Lilith" got hold of the wand; Mike, Ann and another mage standing near Algood were shouting at Algood because they didn't want the body control spell lifted. If only shouting works. They never do. "Lilith" got the wand in her bloody hand, and then blacked out the next second, like a puppet who just lost its strings. The wand also dropped from her lifeless hand, rolling away and stopped in the middle of the room. "Buster, the wand!" Edmund shouted as he managed to stand up with Lilith's body held in his arms, "Sarla!" Buster jumped out at the wand the second he heard his name called out, and Sarla was already at Edmund's side checking on Lilith's status. "Boss, she's fine, just out cold." Sarla glanced at Edmund's concerned look, "Let me check your wound--" "I'm fine." Said Edmund impatiently with one handheld on his left chest hard, "Wh
Sure, Edmund sighed in his mind -- he wasn't even that surprised. He was now pretty sure Ann was the one who crashed Lilith's car, so he doubt if he'd be surprised if one day he finds out that Ann had killed someone. "So, Mr. Algood," Edmund turned to Jacob's father with a dangerous smile, "Body control spell is your specialty?" "I don't owe you any explanation!" Algood snorted coldly, "Don't get too comfortable here, wolf!" "I wonder why you would help," Edmund sneered, ignoring Algood's attitude, fixing his eyes on "Lilith." There was now visible fear on "Lilith's" face. "Would you care if I kill..." Edmund's eyes fell slowly on Algood, "whoever inside her?" "Of course not!" Algood scolded furiously, "What are you implying?!" "I'm not implying anything," Edmund let out a light laugh, "I'm SAYING, you are the one who cast this spell, and my guess is, the person who is controlling Lilith's action is your son, Jacob Algood."
Though a bit surprised, Edmund was actually waiting for this moment -- Whoever made Lilith into this weird puppet, Edmund needed them to use her to reveal themselves so he could save her. Lilith picked up her left leg and threw her knee into Edmund's abdomen. Edmund back a step fast, trying to avoid her leg-- She would hurt herself if the crash happened -- A werewolf's body was was too strong for a human's kick! Edmund rose up Lilith's right arm into the air so she was barely standing on the ground, and losing all the momentum she had as her body bumped into his chest. Usually this would stop one from trying to make more damage but Lilith swang her body as if her wrist couldn't feel pain, and the second Edmund realized that whoever possessed her body didn't care about her, he had to let her go-- And this time Lilith's foot hit his hand and the suitcase flew out and slid to Ann's feet. "Ann!" Hank gasped in shock as Ann stepped
"Guess it wasn't her after all." Hank let out a relieved sigh-- For a second, he was really worried that Ann just might be the one causing the crash! "I'm sorry for the unfortunate crash," The archbishop sighed lightly, "Maybe some hothead went for her after Hank's vision changed on the meeting, but if so, at least she would be safe now." "That would be the best." Edmund nodded politely, not letting anyone see the suspicion in his eyes, "I have only one question before I gave this suitcase to you: who would be in charge of this wand, if you were to waken it?" "No one." The archbishop shook his head, "And I don't want your blood." This time Edmund was genuinely surprised -- he actually thought his blood was what the coven was after. Why would they need him if they didn't want to use his blood to waken the wand?! "I had the exact same surprised face," The archbishop smiled warmly, "When my mentor told me he didn't want to waken the wand,
"Please, young alpha, take a seat." The old man smiled warmly at Edmund, gesturing a seat near to him as he sat down slowly. "That's very kind of you, archbishop." Edmund grabbed Lilith's wrist and pulled her toward the table, "But before anything else, I need a favor from you. I think she was put under a mind spell." "Yes, my child?" The old man held out his hand to Lilith, "Let me take a look." Lilith took a quick glance at Mr. Algood before she walked toward the archbishop slowly, and put her hand in that wrinkled palm lightly. The old man held her hand as he closed his eyes as if he was listening carefully to something. Everyone in the room was holding back their breath as if that would disturb this mysterious ritual. "I don't feel any trace of magic on her, young alpha." The old man finally opened his eyes. "Thanks, archbishop." Edmund bowed a little, with still suspicion in his eyes. Lilith threw Edmund's hand off
Lilith stood by the side of Ann with an empty look, like a puppet following its puppeteer. Edmund narrowed his eyes at the scene in front of him with a frown-- Why was SHE here?! And what was she doing with Ann?! The last time he checked, Ann was the one who stole Jacob from her! Putting down his glass, Edmund took a step forward to Lilith, and Ann noticed his intention immediately-- "Please," Ann curved her lips as she announced to the room, "This is the girl who asked to be turned on our last meeting, Jacob's girlfriend, Lilith Hayes." Lilith stood there, not even blinking as if it wasn't her name that just silenced the room. "What is this?" Hank frowned -- he just got out from the archbishop's study, "I didn't know--" "Sorry, Hank," Mike, Ann's father put a hand on his shoulder, "it was my mistake. I heard my little girl was the reason why Miss Hayes missed her chance to be a witch, so I thought maybe we could add this littl
Taking a sip from his gin, Edmund let out a slight sigh. The dinner at the archbishop's was yet to begin. Apparently they were waiting for some "important guest". "The 30th time." Buster mumbled in a small voice. "What?" Edmund looked up, confused. "You have sighed for the 30th time tonight, boss." Buster smiled politely as he stated in a flat tone. Not flat enough to be accepted by Edmund though-- "You have been pretty bold lately," Edmund squinted his eyes with a frown, "Maybe I have given you too much freedom?" "It's my job to assist you, boss." Buster bowed, gentleman like, "I merely feel that you need more of that now, ever since you met Miss Hayes." "I don't know what you are talking about." Edmund took a huge gulp of his drink. "I thought meeting with Miss Hayes might lighten up your mood though," Buster muttered with a confused tone, "please tell me you talked to her, boss?" "Shut up." Bu