Morgan was adopted by the Stackhouse family when she was a baby
The Stackhouse siblings treating her as one of their own
But things change
Most for the better
Some for the worst
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Morgan, Eric and Isabel were on the roof of the Hotel Carmilla, the woman with white hair in the very center of the roof while the other two had stood off to the side. She sat down on her knees, setting the box in front of her and lifting the lid, looking at the contents inside, grabbing a sheet of paper first and looking at what was written. It was the ingredients and instructions for the spell, a slow breath emitting from her, looking up toward the light of the full moon shining down on her. She looked back at the paper, reaching into the box and pulling out a brown pouch, which contained black sand, something she would use to draw out a triquetra. White candles were placed next to the pouch, along with jasmine, rose and patchouli scented incense, a vial of a clear liquid and a small dagger.
Black sand fell from her closed fist as the triquetra was drawn out, looking at the image on the box as a reference, and because of her art skills, it was a perfect replica. Morgan dusted her hand off on her jeans, grabbing the white candles and placing one in each corner of the symbol, then putting the jasmine incense in the lower corner, the rose on the top corner, and the patchouli in the third corner. The only thing missing from the box was a silver charm, causing Morgan to place a hand on her choker, the one she wore every day, given to her by Raven, and she hoped nothing would happen to it. Reaching up, Morgan unclasped the choker from her neck, gently placing it in the center of the triquetra. Her hands snapped away when the whick of the candles sparked with a flame, the incense beginning to burn, a slow breath emitting from her lips.
Morgan grabbed the paper, looking at what to do next, which was saying the spell, causing her to clear her throat,
"Powers of high . . " Morgan said, her voice strong "listen to my plea. Three aspects of the Divine, I awaken thee"
The flame of the candles flickered, dark clouds slowly beginning to roll in,
"This magic time, this magic hour . . I ask you to free my power" glancing up at the sky, then back at the paper "I bless this symbol with my love, I bless this symbol with my might"
A flash of light appeared within the dark clouds as they nearly surrounded the moon, it's light shining on the woman,
"Release my power with the sun and moon" she continued "the power with me, strong and true"
She set the paper on the floor, grabbing the small dagger and putting the tip of the blade to her left hand. Her eyes briefly closed at the sting as the blade pierced her skin, a drop of blood landing on the silver charm of the choker. Morgan put the dagger down, the small wound sealing itself shut as she grabbed the small vial of the clear liquid, removing the cork and hovering over the lower corner of the triquetra,
"Hear my call, hear my plea" letting a drop of the clear liquid fall on each corner "release my power from the spell binding me" looking up at the sky "three as One . . always with me! Three as One . . forever be! Three as One . . awaken me!"
Lightning flashed within the dark clouds, Isabel taking a small step back when it struck Morgan in the upper back, the force pushing her forward, causing her to catch herself before she fell. The lightning struck her right upper arm, nearly knocking her to her side, but she caught herself once again, raising her head to the sky. Isabel held Eric back as he tried to approach, watching as two more lightning bolts struck Morgan, this time in the back of her hands, her breathing slightly heavy. The dark clouds rolled away from the moon, a light beginning to emit from the black sand, surrounding the choker in the center, Morgan watching as the light entered the silver charm before fading completely, the flames of the candles dying, the incense no longer burning.
Isabel released her hold on Eric, allowing him to speed over to her, kneeling down in front of her. Lichtenberg figures lay in the areas where she was struck, which are branching, tree-like patterns that are created by the passage of high voltage electrical discharges along the surface, or inside, electrically insulating materials. Morgan watched as the figures slowly turned black, like poison in her veins, but what surprised her the most was the fact that it began to move. The figures in her hands gathered in one spot, almost like a drop of ink before it began to take shape and spread, creating something beautiful.
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“. . Three as One, forever be" Morgan said softly "Three as One, blessed be”
A new feeling surrounded her, causing her to close her eyes as a small gasp emitted from her, she felt free for the first time in her life, the constant pain in her head decreasing to nothing. A small wince emitted from her when she felt a sharp sting in her mouth, bringing a hand to her lips and spitting something out, opening her eyes and looking at it, it was her lateral incisors and canines. She pushed herself up to where she sat on her knees once more, bringing her other hand to her mouth, feeling a new set of teeth taking the place of the ones that just fell out, these ones at sharper points. Morgan's eyes snapped up to Eric, lowering her hands to her lap,
"The migraines are gone" a small smile forming on her lips "your theory was right after all" letting out a light chuckle
Eric couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips as well, watching as she looked down at the four teeth in her hand for a moment, putting them in the box, then gathering the candles and incense, putting them back in the box as well. She did the same with the dagger and vial, lifting the choker from the center of the triquetra and putting it back around her neck. A sudden gust of wind blew their way, taking the black sand with it, clearing it from the floor as if nothing happened, Morgan closing the box. She grasped the leather straps, standing on her feet with no difficulty, Isabel walked over to the two of them as Eric stood straight, giving Morgan a smile when she took in her new appearance.
"I had your other gift delivered to your room" Isabel informed "if you ever need anything, know that you have friends in Dallas"
"Thank you, Isabel" Morgan replied "for everything"
