Till We Met Again

Prologue

Juniper -Age Seven

"Okay Bean, it's okay, it just takes practice. It took me many years to get as good as I am today." Aunt Camila tells me, trying to cheer me up as I fail again trying to bring this dead plant back to life.

I look up frustrated, "Aunty, What are witches, Like how do we have magic? I just don't get it. Maybe if I know I will do better." I say with puppy dog eyes. I just wanna do better, but I don't even know how I got my magic...

Aunt Camila gives me a small smile, and pulls me up and into her lap. "Let me tell you a story Bean. Magic has been a part of the world since the beginning of time. No one really knows how long magic has been around. The earth has magical properties everywhere, so many many years ago. Like thousands of years ago, probably even longer, people wanted to use the earth to help other people. Which after many tries created families of witches and faes, those who use the earth for good." I giggle at her, entranced with her story.

"The gods and goddesses that we have grown to trust and value, gave those people gifts allowing them to use their gifts in a more meaningful way. Of course bean, there are always bad things to equal out the good, so in return we also got necromancers and dark magic. I am not saying that the people who use that magic are bad people though. Remember Bean, some people are just misguided." She says as I start to drift off in her arms.

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Juniper - Age Ten

"Uncle I am tired. Can we take a break." I say in a sad voice, shifting and running is hard work. I know I need to work harder, that's what uncle Maxwell always says. Aunt Camila gives uncle a look, I don't really know what it means, but she gives him that look a lot when he pushes me to hard. I'll have to ask her one day.

I hear uncle Maxwell sigh, "Bean come here." I watch and then follow as he walks up to the porch and sits in his favorite rocking chair. He pulls me up onto his lap and starts to rock. "Bean have you ever been told the story of how shifters came to be?" He asks me looking out in the distance.

I shake my head, wanting to hear the story. "Well, you know how Aunt Camila told you the story of witches, our starting point comes a little after that. Witches were the first supernatural creature to exist. They are the reason we exist. You see Bean, witches like to experiment with their powers, so they did just that. Most of the time, everything turns out the way they want it to. But in some cases accidents happen. A witch was testing on a wolf, and something went wrong. But instead of punishing the witch for killing the wolf she so desperately loved, one of the goddesses, The moon goddess saved the wolf, by giving him a counter part, one of her beloved souls."

Uncle maxwell looks down at me with a smile. "The moon goddess loved her newly made creation, as did the witch. They decided together that they would create more, but this time, when someone turned sixteen and an animal needed help, they were combined into one saving the animal and allowing the human to be granted a friend. Over the years they have evolved with the help of the witches, which is why we have things like a mind link." I slowly drift off hearing my uncle talk, I have had a long day.

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Juniper - Age Fifteen

"UGH" I scream out once more. "I CAN'T DO THIS" I am tired and angry and sad. I miss my dad, and the nightmares are not allowing me to sleep. I can't focus, so instead I just keep getting hit. 

Malcolm walks away, he doesn't even give me a second glace. I don't even know why I moved here with him. "Juniper Come Here." He is sitting on a couch across the room from me. I don't feel like arguing so I walk over and sit down. Malcolm pulls me down, puts my head on his lap and starts to basically pet my hair. I try to fight it, but one stern looks makes me stop. "I am going to tell you a story. So just relax and listen." 

I stop moving and just try to relax. "The Vampire origin was the last of the three main species to exist. We were just as much of an accident as the shifters. But instead of being made from the good side of magic, we were made from the bad side. More specifically, necromancy gone wrong. Instead of bringing back someone the way they had intended, they created what is now know as a vampire. Most of the god and goddesses  did not like the idea of our exitance, but one, the underworld god, did. So he made them compromise. He said that if he was allowed to create more vampires, they would be allowed to send souls of angels down as well. But of course not everyone has good intentions, so some of those angels turned into demons." 

"The origin story of the vampire species does not put them into a nice light but it doesn't mean everyone who falls under it, is bad. Some just have had bad guidance." I smile at that, my aunty said that to me once. I should call her. "Sleep now child, you are safe." And I do just that.

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Two Weeks Before Present Day (Chapter One)

"I know you didn't choose this life, but I chose you, so I forgive you, and I'll see you soon," I said as I looked my best friend in the eyes.

I knew deep down that this was the end. I don't know how we ended up here. With my best friend holding a gun to my head. But here we are at the end of the tunnel.

"I'm sorry, but you know this is how it had to go," Jessica stated as she closed her eyes.

I watch as her hand begins to shake, and her finger begins to curl around the trigger.

Then it all goes black...

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Any places or names are completely fictional and any correlation to real people or places is pure  coincidence.