"She's the first of her kind, with a terrifying amount of power. She's one of natures loop holes, there has been so much pain and death to keep her alive. Her blood isn't human." - Alice Cullen.
Dear Diary, Things are getting better. I promise. I have been doing really well, life has been easy. Haven't heard from Bella, but casting a location spell. I knew she was fine and still alive from being able to point her down on the map. Jacob has left me alone, finally and I am ok with it. I have been working on myself and my power with Sam, he says that I am becoming incredibly powerful.
Having an afternoon nap, in the peacefulness that my room had re-become. The smell of a candle that Sue bought for me to 'kill Jacobs scent from my room'. A yankee candle, labeled lemon lavender. Breathing in and out with deep breaths, a raging amount of heat burned through me. The smell of fire abruptly coming into my scent, seeing flashes of an image on a dark skinned man. Standing in the midst of a burning room.
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Hearing the man's deep tone whisper to me. "Hope... Hope." Gasping awake, I choked on my saliva as I looked around my room. Thinking that my room was aflame, I placed my hand onto my chest. Settling my breathing pattern, I was unsettled. My being knew that it wasn't just a dream, a message.
"Who were you?" I asked myself as I sat up in my bed. Tucking my hair behind my ears, I got to my feet. Looking to my books, flipping through the pages. I smiled as I spotted what I was looking for. Bringing my information to the elders of the tribe, for their opinion. Placing my spell book in front of them, I explained my current situation.
"I want your opinions." I begun. "This afternoon I had a nap, peaceful as anything. Then I saw this vision, of this guy. He kept whispering my name. He was in a room of fire? I have this feeling that it is more then a dream-." One of the elders placed her hand up, politely asking me to stop talking as she spoke up. Her wrinkly, yet golden skin. Complimented her dark features, her eyes and her hair.
"My dear, I believe you do have this power to complete this mission of yours. I appreciate you came to us for advice, but... with the role you will play one day. This is all you." She pushed the book back towards me, nodding as I looked down at my spell book as she closed it. I looked up at her and smiled, appreciating her faith in me. "Your power is one of a kind, it's your decision to change the world for the better." Bringing her into a hug, she held my face.
"Thank you." Her kissing my forehead, I made my way on my path. Gathering ingredients, I prepared a ritual to find another witch, I whispered.
"Incendia." All candles around me became lit, sitting down on my knees. I looked over to the spell book, saying aloud the spell in the book. Closing my eyes as I said the last sentence, I gasped as I felt my mind go black.
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Seeing parts of the environment come into vision, an older woman laid beside a pool side. Laying in the sun with her swimmers, watching her use black magic to make herself look young. I raised an eyebrow, knowing she could be who I was exactly looking for.
"Got you." I said softly to myself, opening my eyes back in my room. I smiled down at the map in front of me, watching a blood trail locate her home. Blowing out the candles around me, I brushed myself off as I stood up to have a better perspective of the map. I smiled as I said to myself, whilst my room filled with the candles after smoke. "Time to put my power to the test, going up against a very old witch... what could possibly go wrong?"
