Crimson Sea

Seriously, why?

CARINA

" I apologize how my actions made you feel high priestess. It's just... there is a lot going on right now in my life. The coven, of course, means a lot to me, but I rather take care of my personal issues at hand first. I also apologize for not showing up, for the last two previous coven rituals. I will see to it, that it doesn't happen again. "

I blurted it all, in the politest sincerest voice I'd ever used. Olivia was one of the most passive-aggressive bitches, I have ever met. She had the ability to create illusions to confuse, madden and torment people. It took a lot of willpower to maintain illusions, but Olivia made seem easy. You can never know if your thoughts are yours and yours alone, or if Olivia is manipulating them. it's why I never let my mind wander around her

She suddenly got up and slowly started walking away. I joined her in silence as she walked me to my car. Out of the blue, she stopped and turned around. She grabbed both of my shoulders, and I instantly flinched when I felt her touch. Out of instinct, I almost reacted violently. I could feel the earth's magic awakening, reacting to my violent reaction. In the corner of my peripheral vision, I saw a nearby vine slithering slowly towards Olivia, The vine was about to strike and rip through her heart. My connection to my earth element was so raw, and strong, sometimes the plants themselves acted out of their own will.

I clenched my fist and waited for her to say something. Few more minutes, and the vine will surely attack, with or without my command. That's the thing about earth magic, stubborn and unmoving.

" you will see to it, that you won't disappoint me again will you Carina? "

She cautioned me, quietly staring intensely into my eyes. I bit my lower lip and clenched my fist even harder. she was talking down one me, threatening me. I smiled forcefully, grinding my teeth. I could feel, the veins in my temple throbbing, with rage.

" After all you are, one of my most talented witch in the coven. "

She finished as anger crept into her voice, on the last note. I don't think even she was aware of it. I just nodded as she walked away slowly and gracefully into the streets. Just as she disappeared out of sight, one of her minions, Allison, Stayed behind to Exchange few words with me.

Allison Friedman is an Amazonian half warlock, and the coven self-proclaimed guardian, with an all-consuming ambition to succeed as Olivia's right-hand woman. Allison is fairly tall, physically fit and very muscular. The woman was ripped, she was like the female version of Dwayne Johnson. she has long blond hair braided in a Mohawk and feral looking grey eyes. Alison also had a huge claw mark scar running from the left eye, all the way down to her throat, which she received from Selena the local Werewolf alpha female.

Today she wore a black leather jacket, a white crop top, displaying her toned six pack abs and very tight dark skinny jeans. Alisson was also staunchly devoted to Olivia and the coven. It's fair to say we never really got along.

" You bring shame to our coven and our fellow sisters. How long do you intend to insult our high priestess? I will have you know, I will not tolerate this type of behavior. Your disrespectful ways to our coven and your arrogance towards our high priestess ends today. Miss the next coven ritual, and you'll see what happens. I beg of you carina! give me a reason to tear you apart."

She hissed with a sadistic smile. Allison tended to revel in the despair and fear she caused to others. Despite having relatively little magic, her will to summon and conjure beings from other dimensions was strong. Strong enough to conjure the bloody whip. An ancient powerful bladed whip, with a mind of its own. It loved nothing more than to slice, dice and paint the walls red. The whip gave her the ability to enter battle ready bloodlust mode when riled up. She'll be slashing and hacking like a madman! I saw her fight vampires that came into town a few months ago, she moved faster and more psychotically becoming far, far deadlier with each kill she made.

I on the other hand just kept smiling politely and nodding my head to everything she said. We stood in an awkward silence neither one of us saying anything. She eventually realized I wasn't going to say anything. Satisfied, she got her point across, she gave me a smug smile and walked away, her black high heels clicking in her awake.

I breathed in relief when she was out of sight, not because I feared her or the coven. I was very confident in my Magic skills, Not only was I an Elementalist I was also skilled Arcane Grandmaster. This skills, of course, were all deep secrets I kept from my coven. As my grandmother would say " Sometimes it's better to not say anything and keep your mouth shut". Olivia on the other had no real power or influence over me or anyone for that matter. she was just a puppet for the celestial council and was just too dumb and blinded by her ambitions to realize it.

I unlocked my red BMW and got in real quick. I started the car and with no traffic rush, I was able to make it home in time. I pulled in to my house's driveway and parked the car. I got out in a hurry and crossed the street.

I stood in front of my house, it was a white Victorian house with a white picket fence. Floral vines sprouted from the ground wrapping around the porch. This house has been in my family for a very long time. Nevertheless, Time has done Its deed upon the once proud house of Evermore. Now it was just Bricks and cement that had been eroded away, washing the colors from the once beautiful building. But from within, the magic still lived on. Great halls of chandeliers and tables lay well decorated. A Persian rug covered the carpet, and lace covered curtains were draped over the windows. As a loner and an outcast, this house was my sanctuary.

As I reached for the front door, with keys in hand, I noticed it was slightly open. Startled I stepped back and inspected the door like it had suddenly grown two heads. This is odd. did I leave without closing the door this morning? I thought. I pushed the door, and it swung open with ease. A blast of my mother's expensive channel perfume overpowered my senses. I walked in cautiously, I put my bag down and followed the sound of light soft music drifting across the house.

There she was, sitting in my favorite chair. Legs together, uncrossed and slightly to one side. A glass of red wine in her right hand. Looking glamorous and sophisticated as always. Just the sight of her, and I could already feel myself, seething with rage. Given our last meeting, she knew what my first reaction would be. She immediately held her hands up in surrendering gesture and walked towards me slowly.

" Carina dear, we need to talk. You see I need to tell you something, that happened 25 years ago. It will upset you and you will not like it, but like everything else in life you will learn to accept it." she said. Her voice Flat and steady, but tight as a plucked wire.

I clenched my fist and bit my lower lip. Memories, unwanted Memories of my tortured childhood started clouding my mind, one after another. I started to pace back and forth, shaking my head sideways. It took Everything I had in me to not break Down and curl into a ball. She was a Horrible mother, and an awful woman. Grinding my teeth, I made up my mind, to never let her win! I will not allow her to destroy my confidence and my life ever again.

" NO! you are not doing this to me again mother. Leave NOW! I don't want you, and your negativity in my life." I shouted as anger crept into my tone, my voice getting louder with every word I spoke. '

She suddenly got up, her once green eyes, intense with unspoken pain. She ran her heavily jeweled left hand through her waist-length dark hair And took a deep breath, her fist balled tightly, eyes staring blankly she said.

"You have to end your relationship with that human boy toy of yours. Playtime is over my dear, it's time for you to come out of your nest and claim what's rightfully yours. He does not approve of other men courting you, Please believe me when I tell you, that he will kill that human boy if you try to mate with him. He's not meant for you."

I had no clue as to what she was yapping about, but the moment she was done talking. I was boiling with rage, She just never stops. Always ruining my life and what little happiness I have left in me.

" How dare you? how dare you mother? why can't you just let me be, for once? Why do you keep hurting me like this? I don't need you in my life, I never needed you. Just please GO AWAY!" I screamed desperately, as I took a deep breath, and ran my fingers through my wavy jet-black hair. My hands shaking, I Fisted my hair again, in frustration.

She walked towards me, hands out almost as If to comfort me. "NO!" I yelled, using my telekinetic ability I threw her halfway across the living room. I still had my hand in the air, when she landed with a heavy THUD!

" I will not tolerate your interference with my life anymore. I will date and mate whomever I please mother. I am not that same teenage girl you almost starved to death once Because you thought she was too fat. NO MORE! MOTHER GET OUT!!" I shouted again, never in my life have I ever raised my voice at someone. but my mother managed, to bring the worst out of me.

I called to house's magic, Engulfing her in purple smoky mist, I threw her out of the house.

" NO! you must listen to me, I wasn't done explaining yet! " she begged and pleaded with me, but all I saw was the same woman who tormented me day, after day. starved me for days, The same woman who was ashamed of me for my body image, The same woman who walked away from me despite begging and screaming " mama, don't go, please mama." over and over again, as I chased after her 15 years ago.

"I understand that you are upset with me, but believe me when I tell you, am not doing this to hurt or control you. He's not meant for you. Kaizel will have him killed if he even touches you CARINA!!"

She yelled as the mist dragged her out of the house and sent her flying into the dark skies. kaizel... what the hell is that? I sighed and shut the door. My left eye caught a glimpse of the clock hanging on the wall in the living room, and I immediately noticed I had about 45 minutes to prepare romantic dinner and get ready.

I placed the flower vase in the middle of the table and started redecorating the table again. my palms were getting sweaty and I could feel myself about to have a nervous breakdown. I took one last final look at everything, it was an elegant yet still semi-casual dinner.

Dinner was steak with classic restaurant fare and a bottle of red wine. The room was dim, the table was set right. With everything from rose petals, to scented candle lights, along with some nice soft music in the background. Everything was perfect and I couldn't help but feel proud. Suddenly! I had doorbell ring.

I turned around so fast, I almost gave myself a whiplash. I pulled the dress down and Immediately regretted choosing the red dress. It only called attention to how plump I was. I have never been exactly the athletic pretty type, and as a curvaceous voluptuous woman, it took me some time to be confident in my own body. At least I had my emerald eyes, my best features i reminded myself excitedly. I straightened my back and walked over to answer the door.