The Black Craft

How can I fear the end when I know that where I am
headed is to a new destiny?
Being a reincarnated Witch isn't easy. 18-year-old Billie
is struggling with coming to these terms. On the eve before her
eighteenth birthday she discovers she and her family are Witches,
her best friend is an Empath and the school Principal is a

The first eighteen years of her life she's been kept in
the dark all so that she and her brother could have a normal
childhood. But her fathers' choices has led to disastrous
consequences. Billie must learn to conrtol her powers and gain
strength as the first Vampire is reborn in the small town of Penn

A lot of questions surround the new kids, Astrid, Christian and
Desiree. Billie doesn't trust them and likes it even less
when her own brother, Brian, begins to date one of them. But
what can she do about it when she has to keep her own secrets


14. An Unwelcome Truth

When I awoke in the morning it was to Midnight licking at my nose.

“Get off, Midnight.  Back to your bed.” I said swatting him away.

“Billie.” I heard my name whispered through the door.  “You need to get up!  I can feel Riley in there with you and if you don’t hide him quick your Nana will find him!  She’s on her way up, hurry!” Dulcie urgently whispered through the door.


I sat bolt upright and shook Riley until he was awake.

“What?” he groaned.

“You need to hide!  Nana is on her way up!”

Riley jumped out of bed and hid himself under it.  Just as he finished arranging the bedding sheets my Nana stepped into my room.

“You forgot to set your alarm clock last night.  I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I teleported straight to my bedroom.”

“I learned from Dulcie that you think the new students at school are responsible for those whom have gone missing.”

“I’ve been trying to think of ways to track them but I keep coming up blank.”

Nana patted my head.  “Why don’t you let me write you a spell?  You’ve been trying to do everything yourself as if you’re trying to prove something.”

“Everyone has so much more experience about magic than I do.  Even Rowanne and she hasn’t even turned eighteen yet.  I just want to show that I can be just as good and powerful as you.”

“Billie, you don’t have to prove yourself to anyone.  All witches aren’t born with the answers otherwise we wouldn’t be having this conversation.  We all have to learn somewhere.”

“It’s frustrating.”

“I know, dear.” She said kissing my head, standing up.  “Now, once you’ve seen Mr Smith off I want you downstairs for breakfast.”  Then she swooped down and moved the bed sheets aside.  “I would invite you to breakfast Mr Smith but since you snuck in here with my granddaughter, and without my permission, last night I’m not in an accommodating disposition.”  She said dropping the sheets.

“How did you…”

“I cast a spell, a long time ago, over the house to let me know when any uninvited guests crossed the threshold.” she interrupted.


“Don’t be sorry, girl.  It’s not like I didn’t sneak your grandfather into my room when I was your age.  Just do me a favour and ask in future.”

“Of course.” I said tight lipped and blushing.

“And make sure you’re home sharp today.  Dulcie’s aunt Laura moves this afternoon and I’m sure Dulcie will need her friend.”

“Of course.” I repeated.

“Once you leave Laura’s, I don’t want you to go to Riley’s house tonight.” Nana said as Riley pulled himself out from under the bed.  “You’re Familiar tells me the devils have been watching this house.  You haven’t started your combat training and I want you to be prepared in case there is an attack.”  Nana turned and said to Riley, “I want you to promise me, Mr Smith, until Billie knows how to fight, I want you to keep good care of her when I’m not around.”

“You don’t have to ask me that.”  Nana eyed him.  “I swear on my beating heart to protect her.”


With that Nana nodded at Riley and left us alone.

“What’s a Familiar?” I asked Riley as he started putting his clothes on.

“It’s Midnight.” Riley answered nodding in Midnight’s direction where he was curled up in his igloo bed once more.  “You’re best to ask your Nana, she can tell you more about them than I can.”

“Can he talk?” I asked.

“You’ll eventually bond some kind of psychic link with him.” Riley explained as he pulled on his shoes.  “Like I said,” Riley begun again glancing at my quizzical gaze, “Talk to your Nana.”


I teleported Riley back to his bedroom, in the same manner as last night, with our arms around one another.

“I’ll see you at school?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ll meet you in the parking lot.” He said bending down to kiss me.

“Okay, I’ll see you soon.” I said turning from him.

He caught my arm.  “One more thing.”


“Will you go to prom with me?”

I smiled brightly at him.  “Absolutely.” He smiled back.

We shared one last kiss before I blinked and found myself back in my own room.


There was a sharp knock on the door as Brian called, “Bill, you in there?”

“Yeah, come on in.” I said.

“Hey, can I get a lift with you today?” he asked stepping inside.

“Has your car kicked the bucket already?”

“No.  I’ve told Astrid that it’s in the garage getting some repairs so I won’t be able to pick her up this morning.”

“Are you avoiding her?” I asked.

“Kind of.” He answered evasively.

“What’s going on?  I thought you were sweet on her.”

“I was, I really liked her.  You know, she’s cute and funny but now she’s just really, really annoying.”

“How so?”

“I was around her house last night; she and Des were making this big to-do over that makeover on Faith.  They were being really cruel and spiteful, talking about teaching her a lesson.  And it’s not just that, she’s been talking about her future a lot.  She says she and her family may have to move soon but she’d love it if I would go with her.”

“She asked you to move with her?” I asked.

“No, she asked me to run away with her.”



“Well, then she‘s seriously messed up and disturbed in the head.  Does she scare you?”

“Yeah, she does.  I’m scared to break up with her in case she does something stupid.”


I did my best to convince Brian to break up with Astrid but he just wouldn’t listen.  He was either too stupid or too machismo to listen.  We had to move fast, after our discussion, we were going to be late for class if we didn’t get out the door in time.  The omelette’s Nana made for breakfast were rushed down our throats as she wouldn’t let Brian, Dulcie or myself leave without some food inside us.  When I climbed into my car, with Brian and Dulcie, pulled out of our carport I saw posters of all the missing people tacked onto street lights or litter bins.  When we arrived at the school Brian rushed through the main doors before Astrid arrived.  I quickly told Dulcie my conversation with Brian before breakfast and asked her to go tell Leonard that Astrid was going all bunny boiler on Brian.  Riley pulled in, moments later, next to my car and I told him about the conversation also.  This didn’t surprise him at all; apparently Willem had been keeping an eye on Brian whenever he was alone with Astrid or her siblings.  Although, I found that quite creepy and stalker-ish I couldn’t say I wasn’t grateful to Willem.


Riley and I were just approaching the school’s main doors when Desiree’s car pulled into that parking lot.

“Look!” I said to Riley before he walked in.  I pointed at where Desiree had parked the car.  “They’ve parked in the shade.”

Willem and Faith were now standing next to us looking at the shady spot next to the school building under some trees where usually they parked over by the gates to the parking lot.  “Can Eve-Walkers walk during the day if they avoid direct sunlight?” I asked my Sun-Walker.

“Yes, they can.” Riley answered looking uneasy.

“We mustn’t jump to conclusions.” Faith said behind me.  “This doesn’t mean they’re Eve-Walkers.”

“They’re parking in the shade and their usual spot is still vacant.”

“And it would appear that they have had the car windows tinted.” Willem noted.

“It could just be Astrid.” Faith said.  “It doesn’t necessarily mean all of them have turned.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Riley said crossly.  “One turning is bad enough.”

“There is nothing we can do about it now.” Willem said.  “Let’s go talk to Leonard before we act on our suspicions.”


I noticed none of Willem’s siblings had corrected him and insisted that they call Leonard ‘father’ or ‘dad’ instead.  When we reached Leonard’s office I explained to him what we had just witnessed then he agreed with Willem.  I informed them that Nana was going to try to write a spell to help me track down Miss Berry and the missing students.  The morning was long and insufferable.  I couldn’t wait till break to call Nana and ask her if she’d finished the spell yet.  Just after eleven o’clock, disaster struck.  Miss Dawson, Leonard’s secretary, came into my art class with a tear stained face and informed my teacher that the school Principal wanted a word with me.  Miss Dawson frog marched me down the corridors in, mostly, silence except for the occasional sobbing.  Whenever I tried to ask her what had happened she broke down into tears once again.  Her nose was ruby red and her face was blotchy in places.  She wore a knee length red, flower patterned, dress that had used tissues stuffed in her breast pocket.  She pushed the door, to Leonard’s office, open for me and I saw Dulcie and Tilly sitting opposite Leonard.


Once I stepped inside and took my seat Miss Dawson closed the door behind me, still crying.

“I’m afraid I have some terrible news to give you.” Leonard said looking rather forlorn.

“Are we in trouble?” Tilly asked.  “Because I am telling you right now, Mr Smith, that I have got nothing to do with that egg being thrown at Faith’s window.  You’re best to speak to those Moon sisters.”

Leonard ignored Tilly’s outburst and continued on as if uninterrupted.  “Last night, at 10:17, Eve’s car was found empty, by the Penn Gate Police Department, on Baldwin Boulevard.  The drivers’ door was hanging off its hinges and the keys were still in the ignition.”

“She’s missing?” Dulcie asked.

“No, Miss Cortes, I’m afraid to tell you that your friend Eve was found dead this morning in the Penn Ponds just an hour ago.”




I am never one to cry, really, but I suppose everyone deals with death in their own way.  Leonard retrieved a box of tissues from Miss Dawson and placed it on the desk in front of us.  Tilly was sobbing hard into Dulcie’s left shoulder as she gripped my right hand tightly in her left.  Dulcie’s tears ran freely down her face in silence all the while I thought about getting a damn spell to find whomever did this and to save the other’s whom had gone missing.  Tilly was to stricken with grief to go back to class so Leonard sent her home.  Once Tilly had left the room and we were safely out of hearing range Leonard turned to me and said, “Billie, call your Nana now, please.  If she hasn’t got a spell ready I would appreciate it if you could write one yourself.  We need to get to the bottom of this before anyone else dies.”

Leonard sounded all business which to me was cold and heartless.  At the news of Eve’s death I was sad and scared but now Leonard was making me furious.  ‘You cold hearted, bastard!’ was all I could think.  Emotion after emotion rushed through me in waves but all the while anger was the one that pulsed through me the most.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” Dulcie exploded before I could.  “A SPELL, YOU WANT A SPELL!?  WHAT ABOUT EVE?” Leonard looked stricken as his gaze darted between Dulcie and myself.  “There are surely some vital steps you missed right there.  You barely give me the news that one of my best friends is dead and now you want her to write a SPELL!?”  Dulcie spat.

Dulcie had just shouted every angry remark I wanted to shout at Leonard myself.  He soon caught on that the anger Dulcie had expressed was in fact not her own but mine.  Railing myself in I asked, “Does her family know?”

“Yes.” he answered curtly.

“Who else knows?”

“Just ourselves, Miss Stanley and Miss Dawson.” Leonard said paling.

“You need to make an announcement at assembly.”


Leonard frowned at my words and when he did nothing I grabbed the microphone for the school speaker system.  As I pressed down on the big red button I said into it, “Attention, please!  Could all staff and students make their way to the Assembly Hall in five minutes?  That’s all staff and students to make their way to the Assembly Hall in five minutes.  Thank you.” I heard my voice ringing on the speakers in the hall outside Leonard’s office.


The creases in Leonard’s frown got even deeper as I ended my announcement.  “What the hell do you want me to say to them, Billie?” he asked me angrily.

“You’re Principal, you’ve made plenty of speeches before.” I said as I was about to leave his office.

“But… ?  Can’t you -”

“What?  Write a spell!?  FINE!” I shouted.  I took my notebook and pen out of my bag and began to write.  Finishing I tore the sheet off and spoke the incantation aloud.

“Give him speech,

Give him voice,

Bring my friend,

The words of choice.”


Instantly the door burst open and Miss Dawson rushed in with several sheets of paper in her hands.  “Mr Smith, I heard your announcement and drafted you a speech at once, sir.  I hope this will do.” She said handing the paper over to Leonard.

Leonard scanned the pages before turning his gaze to me and said, “Yes, Miss Dawson.  This is very good work.  Thank you.”

Miss Dawson sniffed, nodding her head, before leaving.  At her back I picked up my notebook and bag and grabbed Dulcie’s hand.  “Come with me.” I told her.

“Where are you going?” Leonard asked.

“We’ve got work to do.” I called over my shoulder as Dulcie and I dashed out of his office.


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