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Learning to Spell Chapter 2 - Trickery, Thievery, and a Chance Encounter By GirlyCheerBoy [at] hotmail.com Kurt looked in the mirror the girls put before him. It was amazing, he'd almost pass for a girl if no one looked too close and if kept quiet. He smiled for a brief moment, trying to both relish the moment and not let it overwhelm him and keep him from keeping on course for his true objective - he needed personal effects, three, from Ashley. Still though, he felt odd in her company now, especially like this. And the way the girls acted around him, well her... Kaitie-Lynn, "Kitten", they had called her. Kurt had taken, rather quickly, to calling this incident of himself as a female persona, as if it were another person. He didn't know why he felt so inclined, but it could be his inner conscious screaming over things it knew were not right for a guy. There was a conflict in his mind... The glazed over look in his eyes, as they gleamed brightly, the light being influenced by the makeup around them. He was lost in them a moment, trying to determine a sense of self somewhere lost within. Was this worth it? Was this really what he wanted to do? Was this really what he wanted?! He was shook out of his mullings by his sister, Sarah. "You ready?" she asked, smiling pleasantly. She looked at him a moment, her face showing concern and confusion. She had noticed the lost glazed over look her brother had just had. "Kaitie?" she said, softly. "Kurt?" she whispered, leaning in close to his face. "Are you ok?" She put her hands on his cheeks and turned the gentile face to face hers and looked at her brother's painted face with genuine concern. "Hey." She shook him at the shoulders just enough to get his attention without being noticeable. "Huh?" Kurt blinked several times. "What?" He shook his head slightly, noticing the weight of the pigtails swaying his long hair around. "Sarah?" he said, as if asking if it were really her. "What?" "You two coming?" someone yelled back before she could answer. "Or are you going to leave all the cute guys to us?" the voice continued, chased by a fit of giggles from others. "We'll be right there." It was Kurt/Kaitie that answered, much to Sarah's surprise. "Well, we'd better get going. I'd hate to miss the antics at the pizzeria." He grinned. "Are you sure you're ok?" Sarah asked, the smile returning. "Yea. Fine," he said, sounding almost confident this time. "I did say I wanted to learn about you girls didn't I?" He winked. "Well then missy..." Sarah pushed Kurt in front of her and towards the door. "Get moving!" They came out laughing at nothing in particular and neither really understanding, or caring, why. The pizzeria was crowded, as was usual, with teenagers. There were few tables open, but the girls lucked out and got a booth in the back of the room. Kaitie was put to the inside, opposite Stacy, and had the window. Usually this was "prime real estate" but the girls all agreed that they needed to "protect the kids" on this night. Ashley and Tara had been acting strange and oddly protective and their inclinations had created a motherly atmosphere from the other girls towards Stacy and Kaitie. Neither seemed thrilled about it, but they didn't argue it either. Sarah had somehow smoothed things over with them - though neither could understand just how or why. "Ooh, they have Mrs. Pac-man," Kaitie said. "My fav," she said, with a dramatic flare. "You're not serious!" Beth said. "Um... Hello?" Tina said. "That's not our scene." "That's like for skater punks and grunge boys," Beth followed up. "And there's a cute one there now," Stacy said, pointing a young boy going up to the game next to Mrs. Pac-Man. "I think I'll go play too," she said, motioning for Beth and Tara to move out of their seats. Sarah and Ashley moved from the other side as Kaitie moved to get out. "Thanks," Stacy said. "Kaitie, you want to play first?" she asked, winking. "Sure," Kaitie replied. "I'll let you work that other game first." She threw a sassy step in her walk to insinuate flirtation with the boy. Stacy laughed and put an arm over Kaitie's shoulder as they walked. "Ok, so is this not weird or what?" Tina said. "You actually want our Kitten to do something so not 'us girls' when he wants to learn 'us girls'?!" She was lost on the idea, and emphasized 'us girls' with a flare of her hands and tone. "Tina, look at this." Tara pulled out her necklace, the stone on it, usually a creamy white crystal had taken on a reddish pink hue. "What does that mean?" Tina asked. "We don't know." Ashley said. "But Sarah mentioned Kur..." She shook her head to correct herself, "Kaitie, acting kind of weird before we left the house too. Almost as if she was charmed or something." "And I had one of my funky vision things again," Sarah said, quietly while looking around to see if anyone was likely to have heard. "I think that some one has been using that other book." "The one we can't find?" Beth asked. "Yes." "And what are we supposed to do about it?" Tina asked. "I know we need to find it to fix everything, and to really figure out those..." She pointed to Tara's necklace. "But how can we can really expect to do that knowing that someone _may_ be using that book. We don't even know that book exists." "It exists," Ashley said. "You weren't there." Tina cut her off sharply. "I know what the spirit said, but that could have been a lie to keep us from finding what she wanted to protect." "Yea, a dying spirit telling you all about her secret power suddenly starts to lie to keep you from getting said power?" Sarah said, questioning Tina's line of reason. "I agree Tina," Beth said. "I don't think it was lying to us." She usually didn't speak out against anyone, much less Tina - who had a habit of being dominating sometimes. "In any event..." Tara started, but stopped as the waiter came over with their drinks. She waited as he took their pizza order and left before continuing. "In any event, we know that there's something magical nearby, that the book has been used. Mine and Ashley's crystals proved that already, and we know that we need it." "So let's focus on finding it," Tina said. "All this talk about who or what it is and what magic it is isn't going to get us anywhere." "Right," Sarah agreed. "The usual location tonight?" "Yea, sounds good," Ashley said. "Midnight good for all of you?" "Should be. We're all in one place tonight anyway," Beth said. "Will your mom be asleep by then Sarah?" "She usually is. I would be surprised if she's up past nine to be honest. She was up early for work this morning," Sarah replied. "What about those two?" Ashley said, pointing blindly over her shoulder to where Stacy was now playing the arcade machine; Kaitie at her side cheering her on. The two were laughing and seemed deeply engaged in the game. "Well one of them isn't even a girl, much less one of our Triad," Beth said. "And I'd like to spare Stacy of this if we can." "I think so too," Tina said. "We shouldn't even need three, much less 5 or 6." "But she's stronger than any of us are," Ashley said. "And I don't like just leaving her behind without her knowing," Sarah said. "We should at least tell her and let her choose." "We tell her and she'll want to go," Tina said. "And that's not always a good thing," Beth added. "She is younger than we are and we should keep her safe, being as she's so important." "I don't know why we'd need to," Tara said. "Didn't we determine that the spirit thingy would protect her?" She was right, they had indeed come to that conclusion a few months earlier during a particularly dangerous casting session. "Well we don't know strong that is," Beth said. "Still, she should have a choice," Sarah said. "I think so," Ashley added. "I'd want one if I were the odd-girl out. I mean how would you all feel being left out secretly?" "I'd hate it," Tina said. "But if it was for my good..." She trailed off. It was a losing argument. She didn't even believe her own reasoning, but she did want to protect Stacy. Ever since this started she had felt responsible for her condition and her being left behind. "Ok, midnight on the beach by the coral stream," Sarah said. The others nodded in agreement. "And we'll ask Stacy when we can get her alone." Again the group agreed. The pizza came shortly after and Kaitie and Stacy had returned to the table. After they ate the girls goofed off and managed to get Kaitie to open up and enjoy some 'girl talk' with them. No one mentioned the plans for that night at the table. When the pizza was gone and the place was calming down from the late dinner rush the girls moved to the counter seats to be closer to the main floor area. They all shared a large bannana split that they couldn't finish... that's when the music started... Dave Matthews Band, "Crush". Kaitie jumped up to her feet off the stool. "I love this song," she said enthusiastically. It was true, Kurt had always liked Dave Matthews Band, and especially this song. "Well go talk to the boy that played it," Sarah winked, pointing at the jukebox. "I um..." Kaitie stuttered. "Oh don't stutter, and don't be shy," Ashley said. "You go girl!" Tara said. "He's cute!" "Just work it!" Stacy chimed in, the same jest she'd received earlier from Kaitie. Kaitie shyly crossed the room to the cheers and jeers of the girls at the counter watching. When she had reached the jukebox she stepped to the side of the boy, never looking up, and began to read the labels on the machine as if she were interested in them. "Good song," she started softly. "Yea, a great one," the boy said. He turned towards her slightly, stepping just a little aside to let her move in on the machine better. "One of my favorites." "Me too." A slight sense of enthusiasm found its way into her tone. "Would you, um..." The boy was nervous too. "Perhaps, want to... dance?" he asked her. Kaitie looked up at the boy briefly. She reached out and took his extended hand and let him walk her out to the floor where others were dancing slowly. She let him lead and tried to just stay in step, not really knowing how to dance. Once or twice she looked around the boy's shoulder to see the girls at the counter sometimes watching, but mostly talking. Some times they looked very intense and seemed to lean in close a lot. Kaitie couldn't help but wonder what they were talking about. "So what's your name?" The boy asked. "Um, Kaitie-Lynn," she replied. "A cute name for a cute girl," he said gently, making her blush. "My friends call me Kitten," she added, looking up at the boy. "Something to do with the..." She froze as she met his eyes to hers. "What?" he said. The boy was still dancing, the girl moving only partially in step now, obviously stunned by her expression. "Are you ok?" "Bryan!?" Kaitie blurted out. Her breathing had gotten heavy and swift. "What are you doing here!?" she asked, almost in a panicked tone. "Um..." Bryan was lost. "Have we met?" She ducked down a little and put a hand on her chin to lift her face up towards his some. "And what do you mean 'what am I doing here'?" he asked. "This is where a lot of the jocks hang out." "You're not a jock!" she said. "You're in chess club for pete's sake!" She broke from his grip and tossed her arms up and down in protest. "Who are you!?" Bryan asked, clearly confused, and more than a little embarassed by the scene this was becoming for everyone watching - which was mostly everyone. "Um, hi there Bryan." Ashley stepped between them smiling widely and working with that all-too-smooth tone of voice that told him she was hiding something and not worrying about whether he knew. "I hate to break up your date, but Kaitie here is a little young for you, big boy." She kissed her fingertips and tapped his shoulder. Leaning up against him and looking up, batting her eyes for effect, she flirtatiously added, "Give me a call sometime, if you want to date real young women." She jerked back gracefully, but suddenly said, "Instead of little girls." She winked as she backed to the doors, where her friends were already making their way out, rattled Kaitie in escort between them. They got out to the parking lot and called Sarah's mom. She didn't take long to get there and the girls piled into the mini-van. "Is your friend, oh what is your name darling, ok Sarah?" she asked as the girls got in, noticing Kaitie's distraught expression and tears. "Yea Mom," Sarah said, jumping back next to Kaitie. "Kaitie just fell over and..." "Embarassed herself with a cute boy," Ashley finished, as she sat in the front seat next to Sarah's mom. "Poor thing was so upset that the boy laughed at her, she's got a crush on him and all..." She let the end trail off, knowing that the woman would understand. It seemed to do the trick, she didn't ask any more questions; even as Kaitie laid her head on Sarah's shoulder all the way home being comforted by whispers from her and Stacy. "What was that?" Ashley asked pointedly when the girls were alone in the lower level of the house again. "I'm sorry," Kaitie said. "Sorry?" Tara said, not quite following. "What the heck happened? One minute you're dancing..." "And next you're going all 'Carrie' on us," Tina interjected. "Kaitie..." Sarah said softly, motioning the others to stop their sharp questioning with her hands. "Kurt?" she said, more plainly. "What happened?" She waited a moment. "Listen, you wanted to learn about us girls, well start learning. We're here for each other, and right now, you're one of us... you can tell us anything. We'll be here for you. I promise, as 'one of the girls'." She emphasized that last part, "And as your sister." "It was Bryan," she (Kaitie) said a moment later. "Bryan?" Beth asked. "Kurt's best friend," Stacy said. Then Beth and Tina both looked at Stacy as if they were surprised she knew that. "He was coming on to me," Kaitie said. "Oh," someone said, a tone and word mimicked by a few others quickly. "I'm sorry. I did, do, want to learn," Kaitie said. "But I wasn't ready to go out like this." Her hands showcased the clothing and makeup and all. "And I certainly wasn't ready to be the hot girl my best friend tries to pick up." "I know." Sarah hugged her brother/sister. "It's ok sister." "It's ok." Several others stepped in and shared in the hug. "It's over now." "Everything's ok now." "Well at least he didn't recognize you," Ashley said, as they all stepped apart. "I ran static to make sure he didn't get a good look or time to think about it." "Thank you." "That's what we girls do," Ashley said. "Stick up for our own. No need to thank me." She winked. "You were, are, one of us." "Why don't you go get changed and unwind. Get some rest and what-not?" Sarah said. "I know you want to be here, but I think you've had enough drama-princess action for your first slumber party." She smiled at her brother/sister. "Ok," he said, partly dissapointed he'd be leaving the fun of the group, but relieved he could return to his normal self too. "We're going to go get the movies and popcorn and change into PJ's," Tara said. "Why don't you take a moment and get changed, your clothes are in the study there." She pointed to a small study not far from where the changing screen was he'd changed behind earlier. "And when you're done we'll get those clothes and stuff and put them away," Beth said. "And you can just have a quiet night upstairs and let us girls drive just each other crazy for a while." She laughed. Kurt nodded, taking the hair ties and clips out of his hair and letting the pigtails fall. "Sounds like a plan to me," he said. "Sorry to ruin your fun out there tonight," he added as they left, one-by-one after getting their pajamas from their bags. "No biggie," Tina said. "See you later." She waved. "Have a good night," Beth said. "We'll have to party with Kitten again sometime," Tara said. "And have some real fun, maybe a shopping spree?" Ashley winked. "I'd love to see her taste in clothing." "Or maybe the arcade in the mall? I'd love to goof off again," Stacy said. "I'd just like to have you around more," Sarah said, as she headed out - the last to leave. "It was nice having someone closer than my closest friends try to understand me so well. I'll try to repay that favor sometime, I promise." She kissed his cheek and stepped up the pace to catch up with the others. "Night brother. Love you." "Night Sarah," Kurt said as his sister left. In the excitement he almost forgot his entire mission in this... He was mostly changed when it occured to him - personal effects! He snuck out into the room, wearing just the skirt and socks. He was shirtless, but still had the small breastforms stuck on his chest. The weight from the uninhibited masses on his chest, albeit small ones, was unusual. He played with it as he walked some. Finally he got to Ashley's bag. Quickly he began to look through it - what would be good personal effects to focus her with? As he rummaged through the bag he had a sudden feeling of guilt... How could be betray the trust and kindness he'd just received from Ashley - any, all, of the girls... He had barely removed her cheerleading skirt when he stuffed it back in. Just as he stood the girls walked in. "What are you doing?" Ashley asked, somewhat defensive. "Um, looking for the removing solvent." He came up with something quickly, thanking his lucky stars that he was quick witted. He grabbed the small breast-forms. "These need it to come off." "I'll get that. She doesn't have it." Sarah said. The others giggled as he motioned his chest to them, causing him to stop. "Sorry, thought you had given these to me," he said, looking at Ashley. "I couldn't remember who passed what to me." He looked her over, his eyes wandering from her freely cascading hair to her spaghetti-strap tank-top silk camisole top that hung like a babydoll dress to her upper thigh at best, barely covering her panties underneath. He looked at her soft shapely legs all the way to the floor before drifting his eyes along the floor to his own feet, trying to be non-conspicuous in his examination of her physical beauty. "Here you are," Sarah said as she came in a moment later. She handed a tube of something to Kurt. "Careful, just a little goes a long way, and it'll burn if you use too much." "Thanks. Be back in a second," Kurt said, quickly slipping into the study. He shut the door and finished undressing. He put his underwear and pants on, suddenly missing the feeling of the skirt and delicate slim panties. He didn't know why, it wasn't something he'd ever really thought about before tonight, yet something just felt off about the pants now. He shook the thought from his mind and took just a tiny dab of the solvent on his fingers and began to work it into the seam putty and seams of the breast forms. It took only a few moments to remove. Then he took some clearasil pads to his face to clean the makeup off - he could do a better job in the shower upstairs, but this would keep his mother from seeing it so easily if he bumped into her upstairs on the way to his room. As luck would have it, he didn't. Kurt first took a shower and then sat back on his bed to think of all that had happened. He started to feel sleepy. Knowing he'd need to wait until the girls were asleep he set his alarm clock to go off at 1:30am. Surely they'd be asleep by then, and being so far across the house and upstairs his alarm shouldn't wake any of them. After double checking the alarm and the location of his candles, casting powder, and book, he let himself drift off to sleep. Midnight, Coral Stream on the beach... A small campfire behind some large rocks lit up a small area of the beach. Around the fire sat a handful of girls in a circle holding hands: Sarah, Ashley, Tara, Beth, Stacy, and Tina. They recited an ancient chant, being led by the silent, but not dormant, voices inside Stacy's mind. A wind kicked up, blowing the girls hair all about, making it appear to stand almost straight up and away from the earth. The fire swirled about and flames licked at the embers that escaped upwards to the heavens. The wind stopped suddenly and the girls broke the circle by releasing hands. Stacy kept chanting, maintaining the fire's height and visions. Slowly, amid the flames, appeared am image. A book, much larger than the one the girls had... candles, dust, and a thread-woven bracelet worn with age. Stacy's chant slowed and the words changed, the image would hold for a short while, as long as the wood would support the flame; but they needed a reference to this image, a time... Stacy's trance and chanting grew intense and sharp, her words rapid and precise, much more so than the others could do. Sarah stepped behind her and took her hands, which had been raised up in the air, and began to chant with her. The two were flanked by Beth and Tina, who watched more curiously and aware than Ashley and Tara thought needed. After a few minutes the girls stopped chanting. They opened their eyes and an eerie pale yellow glow filled them. It left quickly, heading into the fire. A moon and constellation appeared overlaying the earlier image without masking it. The moon moved past the constellation and stopped... Sarah looked around at the others, one by one they nodded confirming they'd seen the images. Once they all had Tara made a forceful motion with her hands and the logs shattered and splintered in the fire sending a fit of embers into the sky like a million fireflies all taking flight at once. In a moment they were gone, the fire was gone, and all that remained were hot ashes. The girls buried the ash to prevent accidental burning of the area. "So, a cloth bracelet," Tara said trying to puzzle out the visions. "And the moon, it's almost in that last position now. Maybe 30 minutes or so," Beth added. "Great, another 'find this now' vision," Tina said. "Just once I'd like to know where we're going before it's too late to get there." "It's not too late," Stacy said. "It's not?" Sarah asked. "We could barely make it to my house before it's too late, much less anywhere else in town. If that thing is even in town." "It is," Stacy said plainly. "How do you know?" Ashley asked. "I thought you couldn't tap the spirit for information." "I can't," Stacy said. "But I know that bracelet," She replied plainly. "You do?" Sarah asked, surprised sounding as the others looked. "Yes. I made it." They all dropped their jaws in shock. "You, you, made it?" Tara said. "Yes," Stacy said. "A couple of years ago." "Where is it?" Sarah asked, "Who has it?" "Kurt," she said plainly. "We've got to hurry!" Sarah said, almost yelling. They all started to run. "That fool doesn't know what he may be getting himself into!" Kurt snuck downstairs after his alarm went off. He got the doorway to the main rooms where the girls were quietly as he could. Slowly he cracked a door open. Peering through he saw no light, no movement, could hear no sound. Satisfied they were asleep he crept back upstairs. In his room he gathered the book and opened it to the proper page, one he had kept bookmarked by the focus item he'd used to cast his "affinity and masquerade" spell - a small thread-woven bracelet. He laid out the sands for casting in the prescribed circle around him and lit the candles in the positions of the four elements, plus two more for the book and his own presence in the circle. The girls hit the back door with a fury and made a racket coming in. They sped to across the lower level of the house to the half-cracked door that seperated the stairs from the rest of the floor. None gave the previously closed doors any notice, and headed for the stairs. A pale blue light began to glow off the crystals on the free-flying necklaces around Tara and Ashley's necks. The girls made it to the hallway at a full run and only slowed to a fast walk once they were closing in on Kurt's door. "Careful, something is happening in there," Ashley said, holding her crystal up for the others to see. "Ok, we go in quick and break up that spell," Sarah said. "I don't know who or what is trying to take my brother, but we're not going to let it!" She was suddenly a commander, taking a leadership role she'd always had with this group since it was loosely formed months ago. "Stacy, get with me and prepare to counter. Ashley, Tara, you two do the break down. Beth, Tina, I need you to shield us. Tina you get Tara and Ashley, Beth you have Stacy and I." She got to the door and saw a faint glow of eerie purple and blue light flickering. "Everyone ready?" The girls nodded in agreement as spells were prepared. A moment later the door was kicked open. Sarah and Stacy jumped in first, falling to the side, landing on their knees, Beth jumping down in front of them. As they fell to the left, Tina rushed in just ahead of Tara and Ashley, who began to blast break down spells as soon as Tina took a kneeling position and began a sheilding spell. All of this happened so fast that they didn't notice it was Kurt casting in a circle until the dispells were released, the breakdowns were impacting, and the concussive force of a broken and misfired spell was rocking them all. Tina and Beth's sheilds saved the girls from most of the damage, but the objects in the room become explosive debris and Kurt was unprotected. He flew across the room and smashed into the mirror above his dresser, falling limply onto the dresser itself. His stereo and TV that had occupied the dresser fell off as he fell on them. In a mere second or two the commotion was over. It had sounded like a car backfiring, a gun shot, and a window shattering; followed by a thud and two loud crashes. Sarah ran to her brother's side quickly, checking him for wounds and signs of life. Stacy got up and went to retrieve the book that somehow managed to stay right where it was. There was a large circle burned into the floor where Kurt had laid the dust down. Only a moment or two later Sarah's mother had come to the door. When she saw Kurt's room almost destroyed and his limp body on the dresser surrounded by broken glass, a little blood, and his broken possessions she screamed. Ashley and Tara turned and joined hands with Tina. Quickly they chanted and all snapped their hands towards the mother. Before she could ask what was happening... everything stopped. "Sorry about that," Ashley said, looking to Sarah. "We had to freeze her." "It's ok, she's not hurt?" Sarah asked. "Nope. She seems fine," Beth said, checking out Sarah's mom. "How's Kurt?" Asked Stacy. "Not bad, unconscious and a little banged up, but he's ok," Sarah said. "He's got a death grip on this..." She held his arm up so they could see the bracelet. "What is with that thing?" Tara asked. "I made us each one about 2 years ago," Stacy said. "Back when I had a crush on him and just after we discovered the book." She sighed. "He never took it as a sign of young love I intended, but I kept that belief it could since he made sure to wear it or display it once in a while." "Wow, that's so sweet," Tina said. "Your brother is really quite some guy, Sarah." "Yea, he sure is," she replied, content that was ok, and sad for his seeming disregard for her best friend's obvious crush on him, which though she denied seemed real and present still. "Is that our book, Stacy?" Sarah asked. "Yes." She smiled. "It is." "Well let's get that spirit freed and out of you then," Sarah said. "Here? Now?" Ashley asked. "Why not?" Beth said. "We'll need to do it so we can fix her." She pointed at Sarah's mother. "Good point," Tara said. "Besides, candles and casting powder are right here." She held up Kurt's supplies. "Ok, get it ready," Tina said. They got the materials ready and began to cast nearly an hour later. As they cast a whispy black smoke rose from the book, but they were too deep into the spell to break off willingly now. It circled around and grew large enough to almost be a person their size. Suddenly it dove into Stacy at lightning speed. It was blasted back from her as if it hit a rubber wall. It collided against an invisible barrier that was formed at the outside of their circle. The smoke gathered again and struck at Stacy again. Again it was forced back, but this time a blueish smoke charged out of Stacy - leaving her with a faint blueish hazy glow. A force the black smoke to the force field edge of the circle. Moments later, the blueish haze left on Stacy faded suddenly, the circle broke as the two smokey masses pushed through and all the girls were knocked over onto their backs. They were all conscious and barely able to move when the form of a young womam appeared floating above them. She looked to be in her mid to late twenties, and was wearing a middle-eastern style garb, something akin to what people associate with genies and belly dancers. She looked over the girls one by one and helped them move together with a magical telekenisis. "Thank you for freeing me of my imprisonment in that book," the woman started. "And for the sacrifice that could have been fatal of taking me into your own flesh, I am eternally grateful," she continued. "Who are you?" Stacy asked. "I am Eshelmarid Ha'did Al-kamir," she said. "I come from a far away land from long ago. I was trapped and bound to a book, a book that was almost destroyed, and then lost for eons." She showed a pictoral of images showing the passage of time as she knew it. Mostly it was ancient days when she was a young princess, trapped by an evil force into a spell book as she practiced magic. "I was tricked by a dark spirit, which has now been released," she continued her tale. The middle ages found her locked away in a Vatican storehouse, then moved to a library in the jungles of India where she was lost for several hundred years. She was rediscovered in the late 1900's and brought here near the year 1990. She was then in a private collection of a magic archiver who met a fatal death in trapping another spirit into a different book, a book with the spell to free such trapped beings - like her. "I owe you much for what you have done," she said. "How may I repay your kindness?" The girls talked a moment before deciding. "What do we want?" Sarah asked. "Money, cute boys?" Tina asked, in jest. "More magic?" Ashley asked. "The secrets of magic?" Tara said. "Or what about fixing our situation here?" Beth said. "We do have to do something about your mom and brother, Sarah." "Kurt was casting something, something to do with you," Sarah said, looking at Stacy. "Perhaps he was trying to learn about us?" she suggested. "Or maybe he wanted to have what you have?" Inquired Beth. "What I have?" Stacy replied. "You're cute, smart, have an air of mystery. And he's dabbling in magic, he's likely to know you're not a 'normal' person and have something magical about you," Ashley said. "Yea, I suppose." "So, do we ask to make him one of us?" Sarah said. "You mean one of the Triad?" Tina asked. "Yes." Sarah said. "That's exactly what I mean. This spirit gave us these powers when we almost freed her before, I bet she can do it again now that we've saved her for real." "True." Tara said. "And that'd take care of one of our problems right there." "And the other?" Beth asked. "Let's see..." Stacy said. She turned to the spirit. "Can you take care of this problem we have?" She motioned around. "You see, this mundane person has stumbled upon a misfired spell and the spell that set you free, and we don't want her to be endangered from what she's seen." "I can accomodate," the spirit said. "And," Stacy interrupted. "Our dear friend Kurt here was casting when we came in and broke his spell." She hesitated. "We thought he was in trouble, and tried to help him, and wound up causing all this damage and ruining his spell." "I can see the residue from a misfire. It is a tainted presence here," the spirit said looking around. "I can correct this." "Can you determine what spell was being cast?" "No, I was not present when the spell was being prepared in circle, so I am unable to learn what it was." "Well we think he was casting to learn or be something like us. He has a charm I gave him that I made personally," Stacy said. "And we'd like him to be like us, a Triad member, and to have access to the knowledge you gifted us with." Stacy looked back at the others, who nodded in agreement. "Nicely put," Sarah said. "Very well. I shall make your acquaintance one of your Triad," the spirit said. "And I will correct the situation with this mundane, and the interaction with those that would have known the acquaintance." "Thank you." Stacy bowed politely. "It is I who need to thank you." She paused, flickered for a moment. "My powers are fading, I will act quickly." She circled the room several times until her essence had spread into a mist. It encircled and surrounded the mother and in a puff of blue smoke she was gone. It ran around the room fixing things and making it look new. Then it settled on the body of Kurt. Slowly it enveloped him until it was so bright the girls couldn't see anymore. With a loud crash and a burst of light and sonic force the girls were sent sprawling and fell to the floor. "You desires have been met. You will awaken with the proper knowledge," the spirit said. Each girl hearing it as if she was in their own minds. "Your stars are realigned and the world will know none-the-wiser to the alterations made here." Its voice was fading quickly. "But be forewarned, an evil force was released when I was. You must be alert, and you must destroy it before it does to you what it did to me eons ago..." The girls slowly came to. The sun was shining through the curtains, it was early morning... They slowly got their wits about them. All of them were crashed out on the floor of a bedroom. It was a girl's room, but not Sarah's. As they looked around they saw a girl, no more than twelve or thirteen. She had long auburn hair and a petite but well shaped body that could allow for her to appear older if it weren't for her baby face appearance. "Kaitie?!" Sarah said... no one answered right away... but they knew it was true... there before them was Kaitie-Lynn, their "Kitten". No longer... what was his name? It didn't matter, Kaitie-Lynn was here, right before them, as she was the night before, and the night before that... vague memories filled their heads of the night before, both real and fabricated - just like before when they were first given their powers... They were about to start discussing what to do when Kaitie stirred... "Owie," she said, sitting up. "My head." She rubbed her head, near the top on back. "Hey... my voice..." She looked surprised... "And my body..." She was really surprised... "What's happened to me!?"