Authora had terrible dreams that night. All of them of her time spent of Earth, as Abigail. She tossed and turned in Twilight’s spare bed. Dreaming of all the sins she believed had led to her parent’s murder.
Late June
It was a few days til Skylar’s birthday and Abigail was preparing. The coven let witches in when they turned 14 and it would finally be Skylar’s turn. Abigail was assigned to gather the flowers needed for the ceremonial crown. Their mother was sowing the white dress with purple (Skylar’s favorite color) on the sleeves and neck hole.
Abigail was bursting with excitement. She remembered when she turned 14 and had her Entrance Ceremony, it felt like she had finally been a part of something. Now Skylar would be allowed to be included in Coven Meetings, to train her powers to their fullest potential, even though the Stream Family wasn’t at the most powerful, they weren’t the least powerful either.
She had finished placing the violets she had gathered in the basket and began picking daisy petals when she noticed a form walk up to her.
He was intimidating to say the least. She figured he was just over six feet without the shoes that added at most an inch to his height. He was wearing a regular blue shirt with a pocket around the chest with dark jeans with a few sowing marks here and there. His sneakers were all black, even the socks.
He looked to be in his late twenties to early thirties. His jaw was square, had a near square jaw, only slightly tanned skin with dark blue eyes. His hair was he same color of blood, but at the time she thought it to be bricks.
“Hello,” Abigail said to him. She held her hand out to him and he took it gracefully. “Nice to meet you, my name is Abigail.”
“My name is Jay.”
Two Months Later
The ceremony had gone without a hitch. But that day had come and gone and school was coming back in two weeks, Abigail’s 16th birthday in one. The Stream Family had decided to take her on a trip to celebrate.
Abigail had been seeing Jay weekly. He claimed to be another member of the Coven but he had very little power to his older sister went in his place, keeping tabs on everyone so he wouldn’t be out of the loop.
She didn’t tell him about the trip so when she showed up the week after the trip, a day after her birthday, he was mad to say the least.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you Jay. I just didn’t think it was something you would want to know.” Abigail explained to him. Her words fell on deaf ears.
“Of course I would want know! I was sitting here for a hour last week waiting for you to come back. If my sister hadn’t told me you had went on a trip I’d have thought you were kidnapped by the Other Coven.” Jay explained. Abigail looked down, ashamed.
All things had enemies. Abigail’s Coven had the Dark Ones. They were a coven full of dark magic and only used white magic for little problems like house repairs or levitation. The two covens had been at war for two hundred years. During the trip Abigail had learned the Dark Ones attacked the coven.
“I’m sorry. It was wrong of me to leave you in the dark about it all. Next time I’ll be sure to tell you. Can you please forgive me?” Abigail asked her friend, even going as far as to make a puppy-dog face.
She knew Jay couldn’t be mad at her when she made that face. His had face quickly turned into a happy one.
“I’m just glad to hear you’re okay Abby.” Abigail blushed at the nickname. Everyone called her Gail after her power of wind but he was the first to call her Abby. “We shouldn’t be wasting our time arguing anyway. You should be telling me about that trip.”
The two talked as if nothing had happened for the rest of the afternoon. Abigail felt as though she finally had a friend who she could tell something to and it felt great.
Mid-November
Not another fight had occurred between the two friends. They sat and talked for almost two hours every day. Jay even helped Abigail with her homework as they talked. Almost all their talks centered around Abigail, not because she kept bringing it their, because Jay always had some way of doing that.
They hit another speed bump just before Abigail was going on a Family Vacation to Florida, that she made sure to tell Jay about, for Thanksgiving (Her coven saw it as a way to be thankful for family and help others who had no way of feeding themselves) and it was a big one.
“So tell me Abigail, have you set your sights on any boys your age?” Jay asked. Abigail felt her cheeks blushed. Thankfully a breeze blew her coffee brown hair into her face.
They always met not too far from where they first met, there was a bench under the shade of a tree that overlooked a lake. The view was breathtaking.
“Come on Abby, you can tell me. I might be able to give you some advice, better me than your father right?” Abigail began laughing at her friend. She had been looking at the opposite sex lately but none had caught her fancy and if her dad found out she was trying he would use what magic he had to ward men away from her for a long time. He already did it to Skylar, and it looked like Megan wasn’t too far behind. Jay joined her in laughing, it was an almost evil deep-throated laugh.
“Ok, I’ll tell you if it’ll get you to shut up about it.” Abigail chuckled, Jay slowly got back to his usually self. “I have been trying to find somebody but...” She trailed off.
“But what?” Jay asked, sounding a little angry. This went unnoticed by Abigail.
“But all the boys in my class are complete idiots. The guys at the mall are always on a skateboard or with some blonde piece of plastic under their arms. It is true, all the good ones are taken.” Jay chuckled. “What? You got somethin’ to say to that?” Abigail said, letting some of her country accent slip for a second.
“Yeah, some of the good ones aren’t taken. They’re just a little older than most people would like them to be.” This confused Abigail.
“Huh?” Jay laughed at his young friend.
“I’m saying Abby, that sometimes the older boys are more of what you might want than boys your age. Because like you said, they either got no brains or a girlfriend with no brains.”
“I didn’t say it like that.” Abigail corrected, blushing again.
“I summarized it.” Jay countered. He moved a little closer to Abigail as she went back to working on her Math homework. “How would you fell if someone my age asked you out?” She dropped her pen but quickly picked it back up.
“Ok, um, well. A little socked at first. But then I would simple tell him two things; one my dad would kill him the second he got within fifty feet of our driveway. Two, if he had anything to do with dark magic my coven would kill him the second they got word of his feelings of me. Seriously Jay, don’t go getting all sentimental on me.” Abigail joked, checking her watch and seeing how late it was. “Plus look at the time. I should get going anyway.”
Before Jay could say anything, Abigail had her things and was gone.
A week after Christmas
Abigail was missing Jay but didn’t let it show. She had spent the holiday with a smile plastered to he face. Her little dragon Dandelion had been a new source of joy in her life. She had stopped seeing Jay after Thanksgiving, leaving a note saying her parents found out she was sneaking out to see him and forbade her to ever go back.
But it was a lie. She couldn’t go back. But not because her parents told her she couldn’t. After what Jay implied the last time they talked it would just be too awkward and things wouldn’t go back to how the once were.
Wearing her new pink noise canceling headphones, Abigail danced in the kitchen to one of the new Christmas songs she downloaded, making a midnight snack.
Abigail almost missed it.
That magical feeling in the air. It wasn’t like the usual magical feeling she had in her house.
It was dark magic.
Arming herself with a kitchen knife and her magic, Abigail began walking towards the magical energy.
She moved her headphones down and she heard noises coming from the den. When she arrived what she saw almost made her gag.
Her father lying in a pool of his own blood. His eyes having been gouged out and his faced locked in udder horror. Dark magic had kept him from screaming, probably even gave him horrible visions as he faded away into the next life.
Not even caring about herself, Abigail ran to her father’s dead body.
“Dad! No, Dad please no.” She cried.
“Abigail, I thought you were asleep.” Came a male voice from behind her. A familiar male voice.
“No.” Abigail didn’t want to face the voice. If it was true then she could never forgive herself. “Why, why did you do this to my dad?” When she felt a hand on her shoulder she swiftly pulled it away.
“Abigail, I did what I had to.” Against her better judgment, Abigail turned to face Jay.
His usually jeans and plain t-shirt were now black robes. Moist no doubt from her father’s blood. Jay even held a blood soaked knife in the hand that didn’t try to rest on Abigail’s shoulders. What she saw next broke Abigail’s heart.
Draped across his robes sat a wooden necklace lightly splashed with blood. The pendant in the middle was an inverted pentagram.
Jay wasn’t only a member of the Dark Ones, he was the leader.
He led the attack on the coven during her birthday to search for her.
He killed her father so they would have a chance.
Jay would stop at nothing to have her.
Who would he kill next? Her coven leader? Her mother? Her sisters? Dandelion?
It was that thought that gave Abigail the courage to do this.
“Get out of my house Michaels,” She knew the name of the Dark Ones Leader, another sign that Abigail should’ve caught on long ago was he never told her his last name. “Or by all that is holy I will call the High Priest to deal with you.”
Jay Michaels walked out of the house without another word. Fully knowing he had lost Abigail for now.
The Two Months Following
Whatever peace the two Covens had was gone. As a magical battles began, the females of the Stream Family beat a hasty retreat. Taking what the held most dear as well as things they thought would come in handy, the rest was placed in storage. They ran for days, never staying at the same place for more than two days. They had to hide from Jay.
While the Coven was mad at Abigail, they weren't to angry when she explained Jay told her little to nothing of himself. Only that he had a sister, he worked very high up at his job, and that he liked her. It was the last fact that made all the anger disappear. They wouldn't get mad at her simple because a madman thought killing would get him what he wanted.
About an hour before the girls arrived in Equestria, they had received word that Jay had disappeared. This made things worse. Abigail had never let Dandelion go since they left their old home, Skylar was watching the windows of their newest motel room, Megan was sitting with their mother going over what money they had left.
Skylar knew exactly what to look for. Blue Jays. Ever since they had left their hometown those demon birds had followed them. Abigail once went to get food and as she checked out a boy a little older than her began talking to her. Before she could reply at least twenty of those birds attacked her, leaving small cuts on her arms from their claws.
Now if one was spotted; they packed as quick as they could, got in their car, and drove off to the next town.
Megan, as much as she loved making quips at her eldest sister, stayed quiet. She figured the guilt of their father's death was eating Abigail on the inside and she needed comfort. Making her angry could end up with her behind the next time a bird was spotted.
Skylar had found nothing in the sky and was about to switch with Megan when a Blue Jay suddenly appeared inside their motel room. In a flash it turned into one of the Dark Ones.
"Girls get the keys and run!" Was what their mother shouted. Abigail, Skylar and Megan ran out the door with the car keys and ran to the car.
They gave a sigh as the car turned on but before they could even budge another Dark One appeared behind them.
"Just give us Abigail and we'll let you keep your sorry lives." He ordered.
"This is for our Dad." Abigail said as she ran his ass over.
Abigail tried to move again but the car was surrounded by Dark Ones.
Jay being the one who was at the head of the car.
"Abby, just come with us. You'll be safe, trust me. Don't you believe a friend?" He asked.
"I did but then he killed Dad." She countered.
Jay gave an evil laugh, sending chills up all their spines, he snapped his fingers and made the Dark Ones turn into Blue Jays. "Bring Abigail to me alive. Do with the others what you wish." He commanded.
The chase for them was long. Coming to a stand still when Abigail, still holding Dandelion with all her life, came face to face with a blood soaked Jay.
"Ah what a lovely sight to see. Is this the Dandelion I've heard so much about?" He reached a hand to touch her but Abigail backed away.
"Touch her and you die." Abigail warned. Jay laughed at his friend.
"Nice try Abby, you couldn't kill me. I was your closest friend. I believe once you told me you told me things you didn't even tell Skylar. Such a beauty that one, such a shame she has to go."
"What makes you think that killing my family will get me to be with you?" Abigail asked, trying to keep Dandelion from looking at the man covered in her Grandmother's blood.
"You are the head of the Stream Family now. So really it's your choice which side you join Abby."
"STOP CALLING ME ABBY! ONLY THE JAY I KNEW COULD CALL ME AND HE DOESN'T EXIST ANYMORE!" Abigail yelled at him. "If you eve touch my sisters whatever chance you think have with me is gone!"
Jay stared at her dumbfounded. This was different then the Abigail Stream he knew. This was the Abigail that saw her father's dead body shortly after he passed, who was now staring at an old friend and trusted friend soaked in her mother's blood.
"Fine, if you won't come with me peacefully then I guess I have to resort to kidnapping you." Jay said flatly. Abigail barely had time to duck as Jay had leaped out to try and grab her.
She ran as fast as her legs would take her, looking back when she thought Jay was catching up to her. She could fell Dandelion's tears soaking her shoulders, all she could do was rub her yellow scales and try t give comforting words. Abigail's muscles were starting to burn when she finally saw a shooting star.
Not knowing what else to do, she made a wish.
A wish that said what was left of her family would go to a safe place. A place like those ponies she say on TV, filled with love. Her sisters would be able to live in peace. Dandelion wouldn't be treated like a freak. She wouldn't be seen by her older family as the reason the Magic Battle started.
Getting a closer look at the star, she saw it was shaped like a heart. Abigail had once heard a legend about it, that if you made a wish out of love and the deepest reaches of your soul then it would make it come true. You only had to trade something that mattered to you greatly.
"Take my voice. It's what got me in this mess in the first. It's because of a simple gesture of kindness that my parents are dead. Spare my sisters, Dandelion and me by taking my voice."
The last thing Abigail heard before she faded away was the sound of Megan screaming for help.
Twilight's
Authora let out a gasp as she awoke. She had the nightmares again. She had one every night since they arrived. Always waking up with the fear he was right behind her, waiting to take her away. Making sure her Little Dandelion was asleep, Authora lied back down on the spare bed and tried to sleep.
She did have a big day tomorrow.