Vienna

*Vienna's P.O.V.*

My name is Vienna, pretty ordinary, that's what I'd like to think. Of course, I am a normal 17 year old girl, as normal as a witch can be. That's right, I am indeed a witch, by blood. My mom's a witch and my dad is no where to be found. I don't care about him, he doesn't seem to as well, I know I'm being bitter, but so what.

Anyway, my mom and I never stayed at one place, I've been traveling ever since I was 12, alone. Yup, my mom had to work with the paranormal council that's why. Though we never lost contact with each other, we have this magic crystal that lets us see and talk to each other. As young as 10, I learned how to use it. Awesome huh?

Not only that, she taught me a lot more, I even have a series of books here with me, which contains spells and I don't know, witch stuffs, so far, I've only read 5 of them and there's a laguage full of them. Which makes me carry 2 laguages with me everytime. No problem, I don't have much stuff with me. Anyways, I'm turning 18 next month so I gotta find another place for me to live, just like the last 5 years, cause you know, mom said I had to do that. I don't question her, I love traveling, seeing new places and meeting new people but I don't tend to be attached to them since I can't tell them what I am. That's gonna freak them out.

So here I am at the train station waiting for the next train that would take me to my destination, the airport. With a world atlas in hand, I examine the world map and read names of prospect countries, I gotta be away from USA this time. I mean I've been traveling here with my mom eversince I was born, I don't go that far. But the last time she talked to me on the crystal, she said I gotta go to another continent this time, and she suggested Europe. Pretty interesting. I turned to the page where the map of Europe is and quickly decided to go for London, cause I got a feeling life would be easy there, easy for me to find a job and all cause it's a modernized place, nobody would meddle with anybody's business, I hope.

The train arrived moments later and I gather all my stuffs and prepared myself for a long journey. To my actual luck, there was not much passengers in there and in the plane. Bless me.

It was half past midnight when I arrive to London. It was still so much alive at night. I got some of my savings and decided to buy myself a phone, I gotta tell mom to be more modernize too. Cause I'm planning to stay here for awhile.

After about 6 hours of figuring out stuffs, I am able to find a cheap apartment. Cause I don't really need an expensive one. It's pretty neat and plain, I'm on the 4th floor room 4a6 whatsoever that name code mean. My space got a decent living room with a television and some couches, a cute kitchen, a bathroom but I heard they don't use the word bathroom here, it's a loo. It also have a bedroom and an empty room, good am gonna use that for my witchy stuffs. I gotta take a rest for awhile.

My phone said 9 am when I woke up, after taking a shower, I set my place up and after that,I decided to have my lunch on the cafeteria across the street. I order some steak and ate peacefully. Minutes later, I walked out of there to go find a job. I could go for a simply job,so when I saw a spice shop a few blocks from my place with a sign that says hiring, I took it.

"Good afternoon miss, my name's Vienna Harp, can I ask if this hiring is still on?" I said giving her a polite smile and showed her the paper. The girl in the counter smiled at me and looked me from head to toe. Eh? Is there something wrong with my banded hair, plain white shirt with a checkered blazer, plain denim jeans and white converse?

"Yes it is. A minute, I would just call the manager." she said sweetly as she rushed to a room at the back. I sat down on a stool and look around me, there seemed to be a lot of herbal stuffs here, I mean most of the contents of the jars are green and brown. Like leaves, barks and roots. That's kinda odd.

Then the girl at the counter went out of the door and motioned for me to go inside. "She's in a good mood today, you'll be fine." she said, well that's a relief.

I went in the room and saw a middle aged lady sitting behind a simple wooden desk. "Hello child." she greeted kind of coldly. Well, this is her on a good mood.

"Hi ma'am, my name's Vienna Harp, I'm 19 years old. I need this job." I said straight to the point as I sat down on one of the stools infront of the desk. And yeah, I have to lie about my age cause nobody's gonna give me a job if I'm 17. When I started traveling alone, I have to constantly change my record, changing age and last name, just so you know.

"If you know how to follow instructions, no problem." she said while looking at me in a cold way. Her eyes, there's something about them.

"Come with me." I followed her behind a bookshelf in her office and saw a mini-lab. She took out a book from the shelf and opened a cupboard situated above a sink and a caldron, there's something witchy about this setting.

"I want you to make a tea for someone with a headache." she instructed then left the room. Okay? I looked at the setting again, this looks like my mom's room, or you know, our kitchen, when she's making a potion. Is there a possibility that that lady's a witch? I hope not. I opened the book and started flipping the pages, the writtings, their handwritten and by the way, there's something witchy about it. Vienna, you have to stop over thinking. I started looking for what I'm looking for untill I found something about headaches and started looking for the ingredients.

Mint paper leaf, some sugar, water and a doze of paracetamol powder. Well what the hell, whoever bought this are just being fooled, I hope they don't over prize this. And I'm supposed to be working here? Never mind, I'm already illegal with the fake ID, if you know what I mean. I started mixing them the way the instructions said. If this thing's not gonna work, I know what will. I flicked my wrist and said, "aleiaka ramata ye" a healing chant, a basic one, like a first aid. So that the buyers won't be that fooled. I'm still a good person. After heating up the mixture, I placed it in a cup and cleaned up the place. I rounded the shelf and gave the so called tea to the manager. She took a sip.

"Mmm it actually worked." she smiled at me. I mean why the hell not? I chanted on it. I smiled back nonetheless. "My name's Cathy Mollien, in the front desk is my daughter Cassy." she looks truly in a good mood now.

"Does that mean, I got the job?" I asked hopefully. Even if I know they're just fooling people, I actually want to help. I'm a witch, I know some healing chants, but that's not much of my cup of tea. I'm a master of deceiving, but they don't have to know that.

"Yes, work starts on Monday at 9 am. You got the 9-5 as usual. And the payment is weekly, I'm gonna give you a check, just fill this up for legality." she said. Oh well, I don't know about legalities but, I'll be fine.

I got home after I grabbed some dinner. It's Wednesday today, that means my job would start some days later, meaning I still have time to chill. After taking a shower, I went to the spare room and opened my witchy bag, that's what I like to call it. After setting things up, I looked at my appearance in the mirror, dark brown hair, green eyes, fair skin, I like my look, I change look most of the time. I placed my septer in the table and placed the crystal on its branch, I blew on it and my hair began to turn to its original color, black and my eyes turned purple.

"Lune ets spes, teri meye petre ye" a mist of green appeared and in a few minutes I saw my mom. She looks like an older version of me, just that her hair is wavy and mine's bone straight. She smiled at me.

"Hello Vienna, how are you sweetheart?"

"I'm okay mom, I've arrived in London yesterday, was too tired to call, sorry."

"That's fine dear, I'm busy with the council anyway. Do you like it there?"

"Too early to tell mom, but I have a proposal. Mom, I don't have a problem with us talking through this but, don't you think we should be more, normal?" I wasn't sure how she's gonna take this but then, I'm just being practical.

"By that you mean?" she raised her brows in a questioning look.

"With the use of technology, you know, phones? That way, I won't have to move much in the span of a year you know."

"Either way, you still have to move, you can't stay at one place, they're gonna question you, you are different Vienna, you know that."

"Yes mom, I know that, but as long as they don't question me, I don't have to move. Mom, what are you running away from? Why do I need to do this?"

"I thought you understood child, you are not to leave any kind of trace. Or else he would find you and this is the only way I knew of."

"Who's gonna find me mom?" I sure feel creeped out. I mean, someone's looking for me?

"Another day Vienna, I have to go." with that, she left, there was a mist of green and I turned back to my disguise face. Actually, there's a name for it, my real face, you know the black hair purple eyes with a swirl tatoo on my right cheel is my prime, that's not the look that you would see in me. My disguise look, the dark brown hair and green eyes is my segun, my everyday face and the transition I make from segun to prime and vice versa is called a shift. It's not a werewolf shift but you know.

That's the least of my concern right now, I scanned the spell books and read about a few things until I found something interesting. The book talks about marks, tattoos. The meaning of those. I do notice that my mom and I have different tattoos, I thought that was just style, apparently not. Some of them means that you are a healer witch, making healing potions is your specialty. Don't get me wrong, all witches now some common chants and spells but each one has a special ability like fighting, healing, and others. Mine is deceiving, I can manipulate a person's way of thinking, works for me and my running away game and the illegal names. I can flip my hair and make a person fall for me, but I wouldn't do that. Mom on the other hand is a healer, you know the stuff she does.

Surprisingly, that's not the only thing that my tattoo means, oddly enough it means a certain class of power. A royal if I might want to be precise. Never mind that, I am not a royal, I'm just a normal witch. I shut the book and decided to call it a night. As I lay down, I kept tossing and turning, what if I'm a royal? And my mom's keeping me away? Why would she? Ugh! This is frustrating.

The next days are pretty boring, I tried a few potions, chants, spells, playing out people's minds in the sidewalk, not that they'd know of. It was Sunday and I was walking down the hall when a girl bumped into me, she seemed to be in a hurry. "Sorry" she mumbled and I just nodded, I noticed her getting into a room and forgot to close the door.

"Why do you have to do that? It's okay for me to be hungry you know? I know you have to do what you did but you don't have to get caught!" I heard the girl say. I'm not supposed to mind their business but I saw a man bleeding and the girl trying to do something about it. I rushed to my room and took some bottles, using my inhumane powers, I rushed to their room.

"Excuse me? Do you need any help?" the girl seemed hesitant but I looked at her in the eye, got in and locked the door behind me, she stepped aside. I smiled at the man, poured the bottle with white liquid in my right hand and poured the bottle with brown liquid in my left, I rubbed them together and touched his would with it, damn he was shot. Maybe by cops? I squeezed his arm where the bullet is and willed it to come out. God, this is not my thing, but I saw mom did this before, it's just hard for me because I'm not like her.

"Listen sir, I need you to relax for me." I said while looking him in the eye and he listened, I willed it out again, pushing more of the fluid in. Minutes later it worked. Gosh it got me sweating. I released them both from the trance as the wound slowly closed.

"Thank you so much, how did you do it?" the girl said as she rushed to the man.

"I'm a nurse." what do you expect me to say?

Then, a knock was heard on the door, they looked at each other with scared expression. I smiled at them reassuringly and opened the door.

"London Police, have you seen this man? He stole a good amount of money from a store, he needs to be arrested." the officer said, showing a sketch of the man I just helped. I looked at his eyes, it's a game of what he can see but not recognize, I can do that. I smiled at him. "He's caught in an encounter, he would be wounded." he continued as he went past me.

The girl had a worried expression on her face. "What happened here?" the officer said as he looked at the scene in front of him. The bloody guy and the scared girl, but of course he wouldn't recognize that, I made sure of it. Poor policeman.

"We were just having a cup of coffee, we were startled when you came and spilled some coffee in there." I calmly say, refering to the blood as coffee while flicking my wrist. Lame excuse but he's gonna buy it. The officer turned towards the door.

"Well sorry for bothering you, I must go and do my duties now"

"Of course sir, maybe you should go relax for awhile, you look tired"

"Of course dear." with that, he left. I turn to the both of them, they look at me weirdly.

"You know, it's not nice to steal, being a theif won't lead you anywhere. I suggest you find a decent job before the police comes back here." I said as I walked towards the door. Then I turned back and looked at them in the eye. "And don't question me."

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*Vienna's P.O.V.*

My alarm rang at 6 am and I got up, took a shower, did my morning business, made breakfast then dressed up. Outfit of the day is a plain black 3/4 sleeved blouse and nude skinny jeans and my converse of course, I hope Cathy won't mind. I mean, I don't seem to notice any kind of dress code on their shop. If you have forgotten, I have a job now, it's my first day actually. After putting my hair in a ponytail, I left for the shop.

I walked my way there since it's not that far and arrived 15 minutes early, they're already open so I went in and saw Cassy arranging some bottles in the display shelf.

"Morning." I greeted as I place my things behind the counter.

"Hey, Vienna right? I'm glad you're early" she replied with that polite smile, I like this girl, she seems sweet, but her eyes, there's something about it, just like her mother's. Probably just genetics.

"Yeah, so how may I help, the flyer didn't actually give a description." I said as I approach her.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that, actually, mom said you could mix up some ready made teas since she said you did a pretty great job about it. Here's some that you should make and their corresponding amounts." she gave me a list and I scan it for a bit. Some herbal teas, headache tea and the likes, just for common complications, no problem. I'm sure I can find it in the book that I used the last time.

"Is Miss Cathy around?" I asked as I walk towards the back door.

"No, she had to go get some ingredients though, she'll be here in the afternoon, everything you need is in there, don't worry."

I went inside, found the book on her table, rounded the shelf and started looking for what I need. So they want these powderized, packed and those stuffs. Wow, I might as well be a cheif. Not my thing, but then a little witchcraft may help. I didn't forget the first aid chant, just incase these things don't work. Cassy comes in from time to time to get the finished packs, other than that, I felt bored.

It was 11:30 when I finished and decided to deliver it to Cassy. She asked me to put it in their corresponding locations. There was a ding in the front door and a man, who looks pretty homeless, entered.

"How may I help you sir?" Cassy said politely.

"I need a green tea and a sintus formula" the man said. I took a green tea, handing it to Cassy who had the formula with her.

"That's 200 sir." Cassy said. What? Those little things costs that? What a-

The man suddenly had a menacing look making Cassy drop the prize to 150. After he left, I look at her skeptically while trying to get to her head.

"Cassy? What exactly is a sintus formula for?" I asked. I mean, I kinda heard something about that before, but I'm not sure if it's from my travels with my mom or mine alone. She had a hesitant look and although I want to mess with her mind and make her answer me, I do respect the fact that I work here, so I'm not gonna do that on my first day.

"Oh I don't know, some people say it's an ointment or they're gonna use it for religious rituals, not that I believe it." she answered with a smile. I have a feeling there's something more to that, but then again, maybe I'm just overreacting.

Not much happened after that, there were a few costumers before it's lunch time. "Hey, Vienna, wanna have lunch with me?" Cassy asked.

"Yeah, but who's gonna watch over the shop?"

"We have lunch break, and besides, mom's gonna be here in a few minutes, let's just lock it up."

"Sure." I got my things and waited for Cassy as she locked up. We walked down the street to a dinner in the corner, a little bell rang as we open the door and a guy greeted us, led us to our table and took our order. We both got a burger and soda.

"So Vienna, you're not from London right?" Cassy started as we waited for the burger.

"Yeah, I'm from Carson." I replied briefly, I don't want to go further into explaining that I don't really know where exactly I'm from, mom said she was travelling way before I was born and that she was in a train journey when she went on labour. She doesn't have to know that.

"Wow, tell me about that place, I live all my life here in London."

"Well, it's pretty much city like, it's like here but slightly different." I said. I mean geez, I can't exactly remember cause I've been to a lot of places that their appearances mixed up.

"Oh, I've always wanted to travel but never had time for it. Why'd you move here?"

"I have to stay away from an ex lover, became a threat." I had to lie, like the last time people asked me that question.

"That's horrible. Well, you're such a pretty girl, I wouldn't be surprised." she said with a chuckle.

"Thank you." I said with a smile, heh, witches in their segun always choose a pretty face. I mean Cassy is pretty too, with that brown curls and light brown eyes. After awhile our order arrived. It was another waiter that served it.

"Need anything else girls?" he said with a flirtatious smile towards me. Oh no, you don't.

"We're good." I replied nonchalantly. He looked at me in the eye and I feel this sort of energy, coming from him, like he's trying to do something. I immediately looked away and bit on my burger. He then walked away, leaving a tissue paper with something written on it.

"I think he's got the hots for you." Cassy said and I rolled my eyes dismissively. We just chuckled and continued our lunch. Before leaving, I made sure to pick up the tissue, deciding to read it later. There's something about that guy.

When arrive back to the shop, Cathy was there, in the mini lab, cleaning some, roots? I'm not sure, it's gotta be something for the teas and ingredients, I'm not sure. What caught my attention though is the way she's mixing, flicking her wrist and chanting, tasting it then pouring it down, doing the steps all over again.

"Need any help?" I offered. She looked at me surprised but still smiled.

"I got this, you make the other one." she said, pointing on the other ingredients which I'm more familiar with. I started mixing them behind her since the lab is a U shape. What now? No chant? Cause I don't want her to think that I'm crazy. Yeah, I have no choice, anyway it would be the buyer's problem not mine.

I can't help but feel a little weirded out, I kept glancing on Cathy to see her flicking her wrist and hearing her, chanting? Now what the hell? What if she's a witch? I mean, I do remember my mom and I selling herbs when I was younger. Stop thinking Vienna.

"... ramata ye" I stopped chopping as I caught in to what Cathy just said. Was that a witch's chant? "...fir dumo..." I think she's, oh gosh. I turned around and tapped her shoulder.

"Are you okay? You seem to be chanting..." wrong word Vienna! She turned to me, startled and I saw her wrist in the middle of flicking. Gosh.

"No I'm not you silly girl, I was trying a new recipe, I tend to talk to myself when I do this most of the time. Now, didn't I give you something to do?" she said a little defensively.

"Yeah, right sorry... I gotta give this to Cassy."

"Go do that and help her there in the front, I don't want to be disturbed."

"Yes ma'am." I said as I took a tray full of packed teas and went out to where Cassy is.

I helped her with the costumers, which are not that much really, for 2 hours until I gotta go. "I'm just gonna help with these then I gotta go." I said as I counted some cash.

"Yeah sure, I'll close up. And by the way, don't forget to call that cute waiter when you get home." Cassy said with a wink.

"Excuse me? What?"

"Girl, he probably wrote his number on that tissue paper."

"I thought only bimbos do that."

"Haha, we don't know, and duh, he seem to be really cute."

"Is he? I don't think so" I said as I closed the cabinet and got my stuff and went for the door.

"Bye"

Walking home was eventless, I took a shower, decided not to eat dinner and just sit on my bed. I decided to open the tissue paper and well guess what? That guy wrote an address and said to come there at 10 pm tonight. Pftt, what makes him think I will? Then I remembered his eyes, the energy that come out of it, trying to pull me to him. It was as if, as if, oh gosh! Was he doing what I always do? Not flirting or luring people okay? It's more like commanding people, is he? Could it be?

I rushed to the spare room, looking out and rumbling the books. How am I supposed to know that he's a witch or what? I never thought of this before, I mean, I never had a problem like this before. I'm always on the giving end of the command, not on the receiving one!

I do learned that being a witch doesn't only require you to learn one ability, you have to know little of everything. I raised my palm and my reading glasses flew towards me from its place on the table. See? That's what I'm talking about. It's a fighter witch technique, it's helpful. I put it on and scanned the pages of the book about unlocking identities, I checked the time on my phone and it reads 7 pm, I have about 3 hours. I started reading topics fastly.

Well there is an obvious way to know what a creature is, that's when they shift into their prime, but I can't make him do that cause that would jeopardise my identity. To my utter frustration, there ain't nothing I can do to know, only a hunter witch would know a witch without them having to show their prime, god! I don't even know one hunter witch technique!

Guess I'll have to find out my way. I dressed up into a plain black shirt, leggings and jacket, tied my hair into a ponytail and wore black converse, oh yeah, that's my black outfit. I went out into the street with a pocket knife on my jacket, just in case, I mean I always have to defend myself in my travels back then, don't wonder why I have it. I then spotted a brunette in a bench, I approach her and tapped her shoulder.

The moment she looked at me, I crossed my index and middle finger and said. "Go to this address, meet this person, and go along with him." she accepted the tissue paper from me and followed my instructions, oh, that's right, I got her on a trance. She hailed a cab and I did the same.

"Where to ma'am?" the cabbie asked.

"Can you please follow that cab?" I said politely.

"Sure ma'am."

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*Vienna's P.O.V.*

I paid the cabbie when we stopped infront of a bar, a night club, I must say. I followed the brunette there, fortunately, she's in a legal age, she was able to get in.

"ID ma'am" the guard said, I gave him mine, checking it for awhile before letting me in. I found the girl there already talking to the waiter earlier. I hope this works.

"Hi beautiful, wanna have a drink?" a guy said as he sat infront of me. Anyways, this bar got a few tables on the side, people are scattered here and there and a dance floor in the middle. I made sure to sit a few tables behind the waiter, making me still see the brunette's eyes, just incase. And unfortunately, this guy is blocking my view.

"No, get lost." I said coldly. Fortunately, he listened, got up and mumbled something about me missing my chance, whatever.

About 15 minutes later, they both got up and went to the dance floor, well shit, I don't dance. But, I gotta keep an eye on them. I swiftly stood up and walk around a bit, bumping with some people, couples, teenagers while still watching them. Sometimes I wish, I was just a normal girl, or that I could mind my own business, but then again this could be my business, that guy just gave me that address and tried to compell me, but shit man, I just dragged someone into it.

And now they're dancing sexually, grinding into each other, oh man! What if that guy just wanna have fun? But then again there's something about him, he can compell, I mean he almost got me, had I not been used to doing it. What if he's a paranormal creature, oh well, I gotta get that girl outta there. False alarm.

Then I started feeling something, like someone's competing with my magic on the girl. Ohh, that pull! It's there, I immediately cross my fingers letting go of my trance on the girl, she seemed to be on his trance now. They made their way upstairs on the VIP rooms, those kind of rooms, you know what they're used for. I hid on a corner as I notice the guy look back, I'm following them, I gotta be careful, I wish I had an invisibility potion, I mean I wish I made one, which would've made my job easier, but I don't even know how to make it! I'll work on that later, note to self.

I saw them enter a room. Oh gosh! Now I need an invisibility potion! I leaned on the wall opposite the door, no one is in the lobby anyway. I raised my palm and soundlessly open the door. Breath. They didn't notice. I levitated, attaching my back on the ceiling and went in.

He was kissing her neck, this is probably a sex scene I'm walking into, I was about to leave when I heard a swoof, a shift sound and my oh my! The waiter, doesn't look that cute anymore, he's got fangs! Thankfully, the brunette's eyes are open, I look directly at her, crossing my fingers and immediately willed her to fight.

She started struggling, he tightened his hold on her, I raised my free hand as I sent a vase on the corner flying and hitting the guy on the head. He froze, I dropped down from the ceiling, he turned and I saw red eyes and a tattoo on his forehead. He charge towards me but didn't get to because the brunette hit him with a bat, straight on the head where I hit him with the vase, knocking him unconscious. I saw him shift back to the look of the waiter again. What the hell is he?

"You okay?" the brunette said as she approached me, it's only then that I realized that I broke her off the trance, must've been when I prepared myself for his attack.

"Yeah, thank you." I smiled as she went out of the door.

"No problem, I gotta go back down and party!" I sighed. Thank goodness she didn't ask how she got here. I look down to the guy again, I checked his pocket, careful not to wake him up, found his pocket and looked at his ID. His name is Hunter Parker, I bet it's not even real, but that's what he's using now. I stood up and left.

Hours later, after I showered and ate, not caring that it's already midnight, I sat here in the spare room, flipping pages, finding nothing about that creature I just encountered. I do know that he's not a witch, no witch have fangs and red eyes and a tattoo on the forehead, it's always purple eyes and tattoo on the cheek, depending on what kind. That's it! I gotta sleep.

Work seemed fine, except that I still think that Cathy is a, something. I wish I have a way to figure out. When Cassy invited me for lunch that day, I suggested another place, until I figure out what that guy is, I don't think it's safe. Luckily, she agreed.

The rest of the week went well and I got my first salary today! It's Friday and after work, I rushed to a department store and bought a blank paged notebook along with other writing stuffs. After dinner that night, I started writting about my stay here on London so far, how I feel something witchy about Cathy and then that waiter, I sketched his prime and wrote stuff about him that I observed, including the pull and compelling stuff he does. I do know he's not yet dead, but then he saw me throw the vase, does he know what I am now?

I abruptly stood up and went to my septer and crystal. I swiveled my neck and shifted into my prime and called out to my mother through the crystal.

"Vienna! Hello."

"Mom, there's something serious I need to tell you." I told her about the lunch I had with Cassy, the pull the waiter have and then what happened on the bar. "This, this is what he looks like!" I showed her the picture I drew.

"A vampire."

"I was not wrong then, he had fangs, I kind of assumed that."

"Did you shift? Did he see your prime?"

"No but he saw me levitating, he knows I'm paranormal."

"Listen sweetie, paranormals are everywhere, just don't mess up with the wrong ones."

"I know mom, but is there a way for me to, you know,see them for what they trully are without them having to shift to their primes?"

"It's dangerous Vienna, it weakens a witch to do that, only a hunter witch is natural on that."

"I understand mom, but what does his tattoo mean? I'm just curious"

"That star in a circle on his forehead means that he's not a high ranked vampire, he's probably a few years old, vampires are divided by age, not like us, we are divided by specialty. When the star disappear from that tattoo, it will represent a new moon, he's probably decades old then."

"And it goes on 'till it turns to a full moon?"

"Only few gets to that one."

"Oh, but don't they have a royal family or something? Like the royal family of the witches?"

"They do, but even their young ones go through those stages but they have other marks."

"Mom, speaking of marks. I understand that a tripple S like swirl is the tattoo of a deceiver witch like me, why does the middle S in mine have an inner swirl on it?"

"I don't know, I'll talk to you next time sweetheart." with that she went off. I wrote everything I learned from my mom in my notebook and can't help but wonder what she's hiding from me. I'm not an idiot, from the moment she made me travel alone, I know there was something wrong, something came up and she's probably doing what she's doing to protect me and I don't blame her, mother always know when the right time comes for her to tell me. For example, she waited for me to turn 7 before she told me I'm a witch and have powers and trained me to properly use them.

Saturday was eventless, just me doing the house chores and whatnot. It was after dinner that I went in the spare room and remembered about the invisibility potion that I should try to make, you know that sneaking up thing to make my life easier.

I opened a book, searched for it and when I found it, I read it. I have most of the ingredients in here, their from my mom. One ingredient caught my attention though, a sintus formula.

That old man in the shop, Cathy's shop, he bought a sintus formula there. Something's witchy over there I knew it! Well lucky for me I don't have to buy one cause mom got some. I started preparing the things I need to prepare and started mixing the sintus formula, salt, chopped fingernails, my nails, and water. After putting it on a bottle, as the last step, I hang the bottle above the fire so that it can soak on smoke overnight.

As I went to bed the last thing on mind is, I gotta figure out why Cathy had the stuffs she had.

The next day, after turning off the fire and putting the potion in one of the boxes, labeling it of course, I did my business and decided to have a workout. I dressed appropriately, did some streches then jogged around the block three times. As I was doing that, I saw an empty lot with barrels in it behind a building then decided to go there and practice some fighter witch moves, I'm not a fighter witch but most of their tactics are useful for self defense. I started with moving the barrels in a pile, with my magic of course. I then sprinted towards it from the other side of the lot, jumped as high as I could, letting go of my weight, tried to flip over it but I came crashig down into the pile, not quite making it.

To stop the barrels from tumbling down and creating noise, I crossed my fingers making them float, arranging it back again. I tried 4 more times before I made it to the other side but I didn't quite land right and fell on my ass. Ouch, I'm gonna need to try again. I was about to make another run for it when I heard voices enter the alley I just entered.

"I rarely have breakfast, but you've been a bad girl honey." I hear a male voice say, followed by a struggling sound of a female. I slowly and quitely peeked on the corner, I saw a man's back, pinning a, I suppose, a girl on a wall, when I got a sideview look on them, I saw fangs burried deep on the woman's neck, red eyes, a half circle like tattoo on his forehead, a vampire! I was frozen on the spot as I saw how he sucked the life out of her, I hid back in the corner, heard a body fall as footsteps fade away. I breathed, waited for it to be gone then I came out.

I rushed to the lifeless body, her skin was so pale, almost gray, I touched her and she's so cold. Blood was on her neck, I'm sure it was bitten and to cover his identity, the vampire stabbed a knife in there. I don't know what to do. I got my phone and dialed 911 with shaky fingers.

"London police, what's your emergency?" I heard a woman's voice say.

"I-I saw a dead body in an alley between building Q3 and Alta at St. Johns." I managed to say.

"Ok stay where you are, we're sending somebody there."

I kept pacing back and forth. I could've done something! I mean, I know I should not mess with vampires, but I can't just let a person die!

Oh gosh, why am I so useless? I heard the sirens and minutes later, the police came, they did their business and one officer approached me.

"Excuse me miss?" I looked up and saw a fair looking guy with dark brown hair and stormy gray eyes, he's an officer. "Can you tell me how you found the body?"

"I was jogging round the block and went in the alley cause I saw an empty lot, I think it's good for some training and that's when I heard the attack." I won't lie this time, this is no time for my mind games.

"So you saw the attacker?"

"Yes, in a way."

"Would you mind if we take you in for questioning? It won't take long."

"I don't mind."

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