Our trails

Chapter 1

       I'm Lia a 10th gen witch, it's the year 1899. Me and my family live in the outskirts of our little town in Salem, now obviously I wouldn't tell you this unless it was important. Well, witches are hunted so are any other supernatural creatures. My coven in particular is protecting them, well... me. I recently heard them speaking about moving me deeper into the forest so I could. To be honest I think they want to turn themselves in or leave to a new country without me, but if they do I'll manage. Oh!! Speaking of them, their back! I'll speak with you later diary.

Farwell until next time ~Lia

I close my diary and walk to the door to greet my family, as i bow they smile "good morning Lia, you missed our walk." "Mother, you know she can not go out into the woods with us." I looked up to see my mother scolding my nana like normal.

"Mama it's fine you know she forgets a lot" "that is no excu-" "i do not forget! Who can with those on your head. I sigh and just walk off, I know Nana is still angry with me after disobeying her but it's almost been a year now since then!! "Lia!! Did you drink your potion I left for you!?" "yes pa! I did!'' I walked back up into my room and packed a little bag.

There are potions that keep my horns and wings smaller so people don't notice. I take a swing of one and put my bag over my shoulder and go back down stairs. "Where are you going Lotus flower?" "flower picking...?" "don't lie to me.." "to the riverrrrrrr" "hmm....ok stay alert" "yes pa i know." I smile and walk out the door humming. The woods this time of year are beautiful, looking across the way I see something near the river. "Hello??.." I sheepishly say creeping down closer to the object. The object stands up about

8 ft tall, i gulp and speak a little louder "h-hello?" I accidentally step on a twig and it snaps. "!!?!" the thing seemed to get scared and turned to run off.

"Hey!!" I yell and run after it struggling to keep up. After a while I fall and watch as it slows down into the light...it's a werewolf but why is one of them here, alone? It falls over and turns back, confused and worried. I slowly get up and walk to them, "Are you ok?" It's a boy and about my age! I sit next to him and take out my jurnaul. This is so exciting, I've never seen a werepup up close!! I start drawing and writing about what I see...until I hear growling as I look up, I see that he's awake. "What are you doing!?" "I- well...uh-" "shut u-." he starts to whimper, "are you hurt...?" I get up and get closer to him but he backs away.

"Stay away!" his ears go down and i see that one of them was cut badly, i take a deep breath. "Do you need help??" "not from you!" "well...are you looking for someone?" he just nodded and backed up more, like i was a hunter. "A witch...she's been helping others so i came looking for her..." "and she looks like??" "fairies have been saying she looks old, with a blind eye...and wings demon ones.."

Of course fairies had to say that! I'm only 14. How is that old!?, And I'm not blind in one of my eyes!! My eyes are fine! I take another deep breath trying to keep calm from the clear disrespect I'm getting. "Well. her name??..."I was clearly annoyed. "They said she didn't tell them.." "well of course not! Your'e not supposed to tell a fairy your name, theyll take advantage of it" he mumbled and sat down. "And it's also rude to call a young lady old! I'm not old!" "wait..you??"

"Yes, me. What i dont look like a witch?" "well..witches are old and ugly and you dont look like either..." "that's stereotyping.." i sit infront of him and cross my arms. "I don't care. Can you help me or not?" "why should i..." "I'm a creature... that you know you help out?!" I roll my eyes and reach into my bag taking out a sewing needle, thread, and one of my potions. "Fine, come here..." he nodded and gotten closer to me, "what do you want me to do now.." "drink this and put your head in my lap." I handed him the potion whilst threading the needle. After a while I was stiching up his ear while he's trying to get into my bag. "I said no stop it" "what's in it ms. witchy witch!" "it's none of your business."