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Charmed Kitten By Maggie O'Malley Rebecca stared intently into the computer screen. Frustration was etched on her lovely young face, and a frown turned at the corners of her mouth. Her chin rested on the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, while her left hand worked from the top of her head through her thick brown hair, stopping at the base of her neck to massage her aching muscles. Her beautiful brown eyes were tired from hours spent at the computer and pouring over stacks of reference books. Her chest heaved as she blew out a heavy sigh. "Twenty first century witchcraft indeed!" she thought. "Great Grandma had it better off with just her caldron and a magic wand." Christy, her sister, walked in from the kitchen. Christy was a tall willowy blonde with azure blue eyes and the skin coloring of a bronze goddess. "C'mon Rebecca! Take a break for a while. You've been at it for hours. We'll figure out." Rebecca took a sip of her diet Pepsi. "I need a break, but this things got me so puzzled. I just don't understand why Mom would have sent us something like this! It's written in a code that is almost totally indecipherable with the key symbol. It shows up in the mailbox three days ago, but the post mark is dated 20 years ago today! Christy, twenty years ago I was 6 years old, you were 4 and Misty was only 2! Why would she mail us this note then and where has it been for the last twenty years?" Christy flashed her azure blues. "The US postal service strikes again?" Rebecca rolled her eyes and smiled. Christy had accomplished her objective. "Hey, at least you smiled! That's the first one I've seen from you in three days. "Sorry Chris, It's just this letter from Mom. I have this feeling that it's really important." Christy walked over to Rebecca and hugged her. "So you got a feeling huh? I thought premonitions were MY special talent." Christy smiled but Rebecca's attention had already returned to the computer screen and their mother's letter. She peered over Rebecca's shoulder and watched her scroll from page to page. "Hey, is that the stuff that Scotty and Prue said they would send?" Rebecca's eyes flashed at the screen. "Uh huh." Christy watched a few more pages scroll by, as Rebecca remained entranced. "Well, what do you think? Is it helpful?" Rebecca again answered, "Uh huh." Christy tapped her long acrylic nails on the computer desk. "Okay Becky! Mind reading is one of your talents. You care to share a little more info with your sister here?" Rebecca pushed the hair from her face. "Sorry...I just get so into it. Uh...Scotty and Prue have pretty much confirmed what we already know. The language Mom uses in this letter is ancient. I mean were talking Druids and Stonehenge here! Scotty sent photos of inscriptions found at the Stonehenge site, and they definitely match the symbols in the letter." Christy's eyes lit up. "Well...that should make it easier to decipher now, right?" Rebecca shook her head from side to side. "I wish! The Druids encrypted their writings with one key symbol. Without knowing which symbol that is, it's virtually impossible to discern the meaning of the text." Rebecca paused a moment. "There's one thing for sure. Mom didn't want us to figure this out easily!" Christy's blue eyes sparkled as a thought came to her. "Or...she didn't want anyone else to be able to figure it out either." Christy began drumming her fingers again as she contemplated the implications of her last statement. "Christy?" "Yeah, Becky" "Umm...did you have any luck going through the Book of Shadows last night?" Christy blew out a heavy sigh. "No, I spent the whole night checking, and rechecking, every spell, incantation, and reference in the book, but I couldn't find anything that connects to Mom's letter or my dream." Rebecca turned from the computer terminal and stared at Christy. "Dream? What dream? You didn't mention that this morning. Was it a dream, or a premonition?" "Sorry, I was so tired this morning that I just crashed as soon as you came in. I didn't really think it was worth mentioning at the time. Honestly, I don't know if it was a dream or a premonition. I was so tired last night, I kept nodding off while I was going through the book. Anyway, I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I saw a cat. There was this big fluffy, rust colored cat sitting on the window ledge outside this room." Christy closed her eyes as she tried to focus her thoughts. "Rebecca, you were there too." "What was I doing?" "You...walked over to the cat and reached for it." "Did I catch it?" Christy squinted her eyes, and then dropped her head. "I don't know. That's all I got. Damn it! I know there's more though. I just can't focus." Rebecca squeezed Christy's hand and smiled. "Hey sis, you might have helped more than you think. Tell me...Was this cat wearing anything? Like, maybe a collar?" Christy thought for a moment and then smiled. "Yes! The cat was wearing a pink collar with a medallion hanging from it." Rebecca smiled excitedly. "Christy, I've seen that cat. This morning after you went to bed, I was working on the downloads from Prue and Scotty when I heard something. I turned toward the window and there was a cat sitting there looking in at me. I started to get up, but it bolted off the ledge and was gone before I could get to the window. It was a big rust colored cat AND, it was wearing a pink collar with a medallion! I only got to look at it for a moment, but I got some real strange feelings from that cat." "Okay, so I had a premonition that we'd have a stray cat visit us looking for a saucer of milk. Do you really think that means anything? I mean, anything important?" "I dunno. Maybe, maybe not. I told you that I got a strange feeling from that cat. I'm not sure, but it was almost as if it was trying to communicate with me. I'll tell you something else. I am sure I know that cat and I don't mean from the trash cans in the alley either. There was something in its eyes. They were the strangest shade of green." Rebecca rubbed her temples as the pain in her neck had went to her head. "I can't be sure. Maybe I?m so desperate for a clue, I'm seeing things." Christy considered her sister's thoughts. "Well...the cat is a pretty big symbol through out the history of witchcraft. Maybe, the cat isn't really a cat. Maybe it?s symbolic of something else. Could the cat be Mom in another form? Mom did have green eyes, right?" "Yeah...but I don't think it's Mom." "Okay, what about the role of the cat in the Druid culture? Does the cat symbolize anything in their witchcraft?" "Dunno. I sent Misty back to the library with another long list of reference books this morning. I might be able to find something in there." "Speaking of our little fashion diva, shouldn't she have been back by now?" Rebecca smiled sheepishly at Christy. "I did give her a big list." Christy returned the smile. "Yeah, and for the third day in a row too! She's spent more time in the university library the last three days than she did her first two years there as a student!" The two sisters smiles became full-fledged laughs. Rebecca was the first to speak. "Well...if she ever really intends to go back to college, she needs to spend some time in the library. It isn't going to kill her, you know." Christy smiled. "Try telling her that!" Sounds of a motor racing and tires barking got their attention. They looked at each as they both said the same thing. "Misty's home!" Christy turned her attention back to the computer desk and her mother's letter. "Becky, have you heard anything from Aunt Jan yet? I gotta believe she could help us with this. If anyone would know what Mom was up to, she would." "Nope, not a word! I don't understand that either. She's always been there whenever we needed her - and boy do we need her!" Christy?s eyes flashed with worry. "You think something or someone is keeping her from coming? You know, like maybe a demon or something." Rebecca thought about that for a moment before speaking. "I don't think so. It would take a pretty bad demon to keep Aunt Jan away!" At that moment, the door swung open and in entered a large stack of books with a pizza box sitting precariously on top of them. Christy couldn't resist getting a dig in at her favorite little sister. "Well...speaking of bad demons!" A sharp voice came from behind the stack of books. "Can it Christy! You want to grab this pizza or wear it? Becky, you want to give me a hand with these books? They're heavy and they're yours anyway!" Christy grabbed the pizza box and Rebecca began taking the books one by one. She couldn't resist having a little fun with her baby sister either. "Sounds like someone didn't get their nap today." "You try spending half the day at the library, poring over dusty old books and you can see what that does for your disposition, Becky." Misty stopped, contemplating her words as Rebecca took the last book from her. "What am I saying? You'd LOVE to spend the whole day doing that!" Becky smiled at her sister. "Sorry Misty, no more trips to the library, at least not today." Misty smiled back at her, as her dark brown eyes sparkled. Misty's dark eyes were the perfect compliment to the raven black hair that fell just below her shoulders. She was slender, like her sisters, but at about 5'3" she was much more petite. She was seductively dressed in a black leather body suit and short black boots. Her attire was not the same as it was when she had left the house, and both Rebecca and Christy were quick to notice. Rebecca was the first to comment. "Hey lil sis, where do you get the outfit? I should have known you couldn't spend half the day at the library without a shopping fix." Misty answered her defensively. "Aw C'mon Becky. I deserved it! After three days of library hell, I earned it." She stopped for a moment and twirled around. "Well, do you like it?" Rebecca regarded it while Christy grabbed a slice of pizza. "Actually, I do. I think it suits you. Where did you get it?" Misty smiled proudly. "Sorceresses R Us! They were having a Black Light Special. 50% off!" Rebecca nodded. Misty's efforts at school had sometimes been less than enthusiastic, but as a bargain hunter, she was beyond compare. Christy swallowed a bite of pizza, and commented on Misty's outfit. "I think it's sharp! You look like a pint sized- version of Diana Rigg in her cat suit." Misty stared at her, as she was puzzled by the obscure reference. "Who?" "Diana Rigg! You know, from the Avengers! That British Sci- Fi series that was so big in the 60's. They show it all the time on A&E!" Misty just shook her head. Christy was obviously miffed, "Well...if you would ever watch anything other than the MTV House Party, you might know what I'm talking about!" Misty's eyes lit up and she had to retaliate. "Are you sure you're only two years older than me. I mean you seem much older at times! Not any more mature, just a lot older!" The two sisters regarded each other, smiled and then laughed. "Okay Misty, I quit! You win. Let's eat!" The three girls devoured the pizza and discussed the letter, the cat, and what they should do next. Before they had finished the pizza their next move was made for them, as the cat had returned. Misty spotted the cat first, as Christy and Rebecca's backs were turned to the window. "Hey guys, didn't you say that cat was a big rust colored cat with a pink collar." Christy and Rebecca answered simultaneously. "Yeah." "Well...it's back!" The two girls whipped around in their chairs to find the cat sitting in the window regarding them. Christy looked at Rebecca. "Can you sense anything from the cat? Is it still trying to communicate with you?" Rebecca stared at its eyes intently. "I'm getting something, but I don't understand. I don't speak fluent feline. The cat is looking for someone, or something. That much I'm sure of." Christy started to rise out of her chair. "Do you want me to try and go to the cat since it ran from you the last time?" "No, let me go. In your premonition, I was the one reaching for it. I think I should try." Misty whispered across the table. "I could just freeze it right there in the window. At least then it couldn't get away." Rebecca thought for a moment. "Better not. Let's just see if I can get it to come to me. It may be nothing more than just a lonely cat looking for a home." Rebecca rose from her chair slowly. Her eyes remained locked on the cat as she started toward it. Her long skirt skidded behind her, as she glided, barefoot across the wood floor. The cat's eyes darted from side to side as Rebecca grew closer. Finally, she stood directly in front of the cat. She talked to it in gentle whispers. "It's okay sweetie. I won't hurt you. You don't have to be afraid of me." Rebecca reached toward the cat, and as she did, her crystal necklace fell forward and hung directly in front of the cat. The cat watched the crystal as it sparkled and twirled. It looked up at Rebecca, regarded her, and then jumped into her arms. Rebecca was startled, but cradled the cat close to her. Misty and Christy came up to their sister, and began petting and caressing the furry feline. They began fawning over it as if it were a newborn baby. Christy ran to get it a saucer of milk and Misty went looking for catnip and a toy. Rebecca kept looking into its eyes, but she could not make sense of the impressions she was receiving. She scratched the cat behind its ears. "Who are you little friend? What are you? Are you a clue, a message, or just a homeless cat? I wish you could talk to me." Christy sat the saucer of milk down, and Misty came with catnip and a toy in hand. "Hey, do you think it will play with a lime green tennis ball. I can lace it with catnip?" Christy looked at her. "I doubt the cat's going to want to play with toys. It's a full-grown cat. It's no kitten." Misty frowned and dropped the ball to the ground. The tennis ball bounced, and caught the attention of the cat immediately. It jumped out of Rebecca's arms and started chasing the ball all around the room. Misty smiled triumphantly at Christy. Christy threw up her arms. "Go figure. It looked like an old cat to me." Rebecca watched the cat pounce and play. "That's no "old cat. It's nothing more than an overgrown kitten.? Misty sat on the floor, rolling the ball and playing with the cat. Christy watched the two of them playing. "Look at them Becky! Just two kittens playing. So much for your theories and my premonitions, huh?" Rebecca shook her head. "Maybe you're right. Still...I can't shake the feeling there's something special about this cat. I mean more than it just being an overgrown kitten. She's...she's..." Misty cut Rebecca off. "Uh sis...she's a he! I mean maybe the pink collar fooled you, but I did take enough college biology to know the difference, and this cat is obviously a male." Rebecca ran her fingers through her hair and walked over to Misty and the cat. She knelt down, picked up the cat and cradled it in her arms. "Look, I know what this cat looks like, but she's a girl. Just like she's really a kitten, even though she's got an adult body. I can't explain this. Just trust me when I say she's a girl. I'm sure of it." Christy walked over and scratched the cat behind her ears. "Okay, so she's a special cat. Kind of a 'charmed kitten' maybe, but we're still no closer to solving this mystery." The cat pawed at the crystal around Rebecca's neck. Misty rose up to join her sisters. "Well..."SHE", is definitely your baby Becky, and she's crazy about your crystal." Rebecca held the cat out in front of her. "You like that necklace huh? It was a gift from my mom when I was a little girl. Did Mom send you to us? I wish you could talk sweetie." Rebecca set the cat down, and walked over to the books that Misty had brought in earlier. "Okay gang, everybody grab a book. Look for any reference to cats you can find." Misty groaned. Rebecca glanced at her. "Unless anyone's got a better idea?" Christy and Misty shook their heads and each grabbed a book. They had been at it for just a few minutes when Christy glanced over toward the computer. "Hey guys, look over at the computer. Our cat's trying to lend a paw." The two women looked toward the computer and found the cat standing up on the chair and pawing the computer keys. Misty smiled. "If she can do fifty words a minute with less than two errors, I know where she can get a job." The three women laughed as Rebecca got up and walked over to the computer. She picked up the cat, sat down, and looked at the screen. The cat had pawed out "mmmgggggee". Rebecca stroked the four-legged typist?s fur. "Not bad for a first effort, but I don't think you are ready for the spell check yet." Christy and Misty joined her at the computer desk. "Well girls, what do you think of baby's first words?" Misty regarded the screen for a moment. "Sorry sis, but I'm not hooked on feline phonics. What do you say Christy?" "I know where you are going with this Becky, but I can't tell you if this is some message from mom, or just paw prints. Assuming there is meaning behind those letters, I have no idea what they stand for?" Misty started sounding them out. "McGee...magic...madge...maggie." Christy cut her off. "Becky, didn't you have an imaginary friend named Maggie when you were real little?" Becky smiled warmly. "Yeah, I did. I wanted an older sister so...bad. No offense girls, but it was hard work playing a big sister when we were all little. You both could be a real handful at times." Misty smiled sheepishly. "Guess we still are, huh?" Rebecca reached over and took her hand. "That's what little sisters are supposed to be. Maggie was my big sister, and she watched over me. She seemed so real, and then one day mom took us over to stay with Aunt Jan for a while. I remember asking if I could bring Maggie with me, but Mom said she was staying with her. Well...you guys know the rest of the story. Mom was killed that day, and I never saw her or Maggie ever again. I used to tell myself that she took Maggie to heaven with her so she wouldn't be lonely." Tears welled in Rebecca's eyes and her sisters hugged her. She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked down at the cat staring up at her from her lap. She spoke in a tear- choked voice. "Is that who you are? Are you my imaginary friend Maggie? Do you have a message from our mom for us?" Rebecca looked deep into the cat's green eyes, and then for the first time, paid careful attention to the medallion hanging from its collar. The medallion had a single symbol on it and the symbol looked familiar. Rebecca removed the collar from the cat and examined the medallion closer. Christy watched her eyeing the golden jewelry. "You got something there kiddo?" "Maybe...Christy, can you get Mom's letter off the table for me? I think the symbol on this medallion matches one I have seen in Mom's letter. If it does, it could be the key symbol we've be searching for." Christy smiled, and headed towards the table. She had just reached it when suddenly she fell to one knee, closed her eyes and grabbed her arm. Rebecca and Misty ran to her side. Misty was there first. "Hey sis, you alright? What happened? Premonition?" Christy couldn't speak. She nodded in agreement. Rebecca helped her to the chair. Christy opened her eyes, and continued rubbing her left arm. "Christy, can you tell us what you saw?" Christy lightly shook her head, as if to clear it. "Yeah, and I got to tell you, it wasn't good. The three of us were in the attic room." She hesitated a moment. "Wait, there were four of us. We were with another woman...no, not a woman, a girl, a little girl." Misty squeezed her hand. "The little girl, did she look familiar?" Christy shook her head. "No, I don't think so. I can't see her clearly. All I can really make out is her long red hair." Christy hesitated before continuing. "Here comes the bad part. There was someone or something else there; and it was evil. I am talking gates of hell, four-star demon evil! And...this demon was definitely pissed! The room was shaking, and the windows exploding. Glass was flying everywhere." Christy cringed and held her left arm. "I think I got hurt." Rebecca looked at her intently. "Anything else?" "No, that's it, but I can tell you this...it's going to happen soon. Today I think." Rebecca returned her attention to the medallion she held in her hand, and compared it to the symbols in her mother's letter. She had been right. The symbols did match. "I knew you were a messenger kitten!" Rebecca looked over to the computer desk and realized the cat was gone. "Hey guys, anybody seen the cat?" Misty answered her. "She ran into the hallway when Christy fell. It must have scared her. You want me to go look for her?" "No, I think we better see if we can decipher Mom's letter, and find out what this is all about. Christy are you up to it?" "Yeah, I'm okay. Let's see what we got!" The three women moved over to the computer desk. Rebecca took the seat and opened a file. Seconds later a copy of her mother's letter appeared on the screen. "Okay, I scanned Mom's letter and I downloaded all text we have on Druid symbols and their meanings." She held up the medallion. "This has to be the key symbol, so I'll highlight that on the screen. Now we need the sequence number. That will tell the computer how to rearrange the symbols in the order Mom intended and then we should be able to read it. So...what number would she use for the sequence?" Christy spoke first. "How about three? Three represents the three sisters and the power of three!" Misty offered her opinion. "I think it's four. Christy you said there was the three of us, and then one other. That makes four! I got a feeling that it's four." Rebecca raised her hand. "A feeling is good enough for me. Let's try four and see what we get." Rebecca imputed the four and then hit "Enter". The screen went black for a few seconds and then was replaced by the modern English form of their mother's letter. Four had been correct. The letter was finally readable. Rebecca finished reading it first. She dropped her head into her hands and began crying. Christy stared at the screen. "Oh...my...God!" Misty shook her head in disbelief. "Guys, this can't be right. I mean...that would make the cat our uh...our uh" An older woman's voice finished Misty's sentence. "Your sister!" A white light that filled the room and eventually gave way to an image that appeared in its center followed the voice. The three young women turned to face it and found their Aunt Jan smiling at them. She was a beautiful woman, in her early 50's, with ash blonde hair and the same azure blue eyes Christy had. The image of Aunt Jan seemed so real, but it was only a projection from the other side. Aunt Jan had died several years ago; however, she would visit the girls from time to time, especially when they needed her. They definitely needed her now. "Hello my darlings. I'm sorry I couldn't come until now." Rebecca wiped the tears from her eyes. "Aunt Jan, all these years we had another sister and you never told us? I thought Maggie was my imaginary big sister. Now, Mom says she was real! Why Aunt Jan? Why?" Christy had questions too. "Aunt Jan, I understand Mom turned her into a cat. She said it was for Maggie's protection. Protection from whom or from what? Misty added her own questions and if this happened twenty years ago, where's Maggie been all this time?" Aunt Jan raised her hand to quiet them. "Please little ones, listen to me. I don't have much time, and neither do you or Maggie. I will try to explain what I can, and please keep in mind that at the time your mother thought this was the best way to protect Maggie and all of you." Aunt Jan looked to each of their faces and started again. "I'll start at the beginning. Maggie IS your sister, more accurately though your half-sister. Your mother was enchanted by a demon before she ever met your father. It was not her fault. He was a very powerful force. His name is...Mordock." All three girls eyes lit up at the sound of his name and Rebecca spoke first. "Mordock is the demon that killed Mom, and now you are telling us that Maggie is his daughter! Our sister is half-demon? I can't believe that. I would have sensed the evil within her when she was with us. Even if she were in cat form." "There is no evil in her. Your grandmother and I were able to exorcise the demonic spirit before Maggie was born. She's just the same as you three. Mordock did not return to claim his daughter until the eve of her eighth birthday. When he discovered she was neither a demon nor evil he was...how do you say that, Christy? Oh yes, "Pissed!" That's the word isn't it?" Christy just dropped her head and blushed. "Well, we managed to fend him off that day, but Mordock was determined to have his daughter as an underworld princess or destroy her and anyone who would protect her. Your mother knew that Mordock would never stop pursuing her as long as she had Maggie, so she decided to stand and fight him." Misty raised a question. "Aunt Jan, there's one thing I don't understand. If Maggie couldn't be a demonic princess, why did he want to kill her so bad? She would be useless to him, right?" Christy answered the question for Aunt Jan. "I think I know why. Mordock is one bad demon and the Book of Shadow's says there is only one way to totally destroy him. He can only be killed by the spawn of his own demon seed. Maggie isn't a demon, but she was conceived from the seed of his human form. Meaning that with a little white magic boost, she could destroy him." "That's right Christy. As long as Maggie is alive, she is a threat to him. Your mother knew that and she also knew that Mordock would find Maggie anywhere she hid her. That is, all but one place, the future!" Rebecca smiled. "Of course, he couldn't find her in the future, because she actually wasn't there yet." "That's right Rebecca. It was the only safe place for Maggie." Christy then took her turn. "I understand why she hid Maggie in the future while she battled Mordock, but why turn her into a cat, and why send her twenty years into the future?" "Honey, I'm not sure why she chose the form of a cat. I do know that she was going to change Maggie's form. Perhaps she felt Maggie might be safer as a cat should somehow she end up on her own. As for the twenty years, your mother knew she might not come back from her battle with Mordock. If she could not care for Maggie, she hoped that by the time twenty years had passed, you three would be mature enough to care for her when she arrived." Rebecca interjected a thought. "If Maggie was eight years old when Mom sent her into the future, then is she 28 now?" Aunt Jan shook her head. "No Rebecca, time has almost stood still for Maggie. To her, it has been just one day, with a very long nap in the middle." Physically and emotionally, she's still just an eight year old girl. She doesn't even know her mother's died yet and she?s not going to recognize any of you." Christy nodded. "Well, that explains my premonition of a little red haired girl standing with us and why Rebecca sensed a kitten in the cat's body." "Aunt Jan?" "Yes Misty?" "So why did Mom send us this letter all encrypted in Druid symbols and why have you never told us any of this before?" Your Mom coded that letter and the incantation to return Maggie to her natural form so that only the three of you would be able to decipher it. She would rather have had Maggie remain a cat than have someone else break the spell and have her at their mercy. As for my silence, I promised your mother I would say nothing until this day arrived. Telling you years ago would have only jeopardized the three of you and Maggie. Mordock will know soon enough that she's here. You have very little time before he comes." "Aunt Jan?" "Yes Rebecca" "If she was my REAL sister, then how come I remember her as my imaginary sister and why didn't Father ever mention her?" Aunt Jan's heart was breaking. She wished she could hug Rebecca. "Honey, that's all my doing I'm afraid. I placed a spell on your father to make him forget about Maggie. Christy and Misty were only four and two then, I knew they wouldn't remember. I knew however that you would. I couldn't bear to just take Maggie from you so I cast a spell to make you believe she was your imaginary sister. This way she would still be with you as a cherished childhood memory, and when this day came, I hoped you could make the connection and realize who Maggie truly was. I guess that sounds pretty cruel. I don't blame you if you hate me." Tears welled in all three girl's eyes. Rebecca spoke soft words to her Aunt. "We could never hate you Aunt Jan. You raised us after Mom died. You loved us and protected us, and Maggie too! You did the only thing you could do and we will always, always love you." "Oh, I wish I could hug all three of you, but I can't and I really must go. Please, hurry and find Maggie before Mordock does. You have the spells to return Maggie to normal and to destroy Mordock once you do. Remember this, you are going to have to win Maggie's confidence. She's not going to recognize you as you are now. Remember, she hasn't seen you since you were all children. I love you all. Goodbye!" Aunt Jan disappeared in the white flash from which she had come, leaving the girls wondering what to do next. Misty was the first to speak. Well...there's about a million places in this house a cat could hide. Anyone got an idea where we look first?" A smile slowly peeked out from Rebecca. "I think I know where she went. Think about it ladies. Where was the best hiding place in this house when we used to play hide and seek?" Christy and Misty both knew the answer. "The attic!" "Exactly, and Maggie would know that too. I'm sure she's up there somewhere. Christy, do you think you can slip up there without being seen?" Christy smiled. "It's a snap!" She raised her left hand above her head, twirled it several times, snapped her fingers and faded from view. Misty rolled her eyes. "Christy is such a drama queen! I don't know why she goes through all the hand gestures when all she has to do is just disappear." A lock of Misty's hair rose from her shoulder and then yanked at her scalp. "Ooww! That hurts!" Christy's voice could be heard echoing through the room. "I do it because it's fun. Kind of like teasing you." Rebecca spoke sharply. "Christy!" "Sorry Becky, couldn't resist. I'm heading to the attic." Misty and Rebecca prepared themselves while Christy searched the attic. Misty marked some spells in the Book of Shadows and grabbed the book to take it with her. Rebecca ran the translated copy of her mother's letter off on the printer. She would need it, as it contained the spell to transform Maggie back into her normal self. Christy materialized before them a few moments later. "You were right Becky. She's up there all right. We shouldn't have any problem getting to her, but how are going to convince her that we're her sisters and that 20 years have passed?" Rebecca tried to remain calm. "I have an idea on that, but for right now let's just get up there and get her changed back. Our sister has been a cat long enough!" The three women entered the attic and spied Maggie curled up on the window seat, soaking in the rays of the late afternoon sun. Maggie watched them curiously as they approached. The women got within about 10 feet of her and then read the incantation from their mother's letter: Grays and blacks and shades of white obscure the darkness from the night. Things protected and hidden from view will rise from their hiding and be revealed to you. Open your hearts, your minds, your eyes. Be not fooled by visions that lie. Trust your feelings deep and warm. Return this child to her natural form. A puff of white smoke obscured their vision for a moment, but when it dissipated, a little red-haired girl in shorts, t-shirt and sandals had replaced the cat. Maggie had come home. The girls moved toward their lost sister, but they frightened Maggie and she jumped behind a large steamer trunk. She peered out at them, as they stopped in their tracks. Rebecca tried to coax her out. "Hi Maggie! It's me, your sister Rebecca. Look, Christy and Misty are here too!" The other two girls smiled and waved, but Maggie wasn't about to come out of her hiding spot. "You're not my sister Rebecca and you're not Christy and Misty. My sisters is little girls like me and you are all grown-ups. My sisters is at my Aunt Jan's! My momma is here with me. I bet her doesn't know you are here. Momma! Momma!" Christy shook her head, "So now what do we do? She's never going to believe us?" Rebecca smiled at them sheepishly. "I have an idea, but you're not going to like it." Misty broke in. "Well, we had better try something before someone hears her screaming and calls the police. I would hate to try and explain that she's our "older" sister." Rebecca continued. "The only way she is going to recognize us is for us to look like we did when she last saw us." Christy's eyes grew wide. "Becky, I was only four years old, and Misty was just a tiny toddler." Rebecca smiled. "Well think of it this way, when you're 50, you'll be glad to drop twenty years." "Okay, I'm in. There is one good side to this. At least at two, Misty couldn't talk that much." Christy said with a smile. Misty responded by sticking out her tongue. Rebecca thought to herself. "Who needs the spell. We are already here." Rebecca took Christy's hand and she then took Misty's. Rebecca spoke. "Okay, let's do the spell and we will be back to twenty- something before we know it." Her two sisters nodded and they began the spell. Mother Nature and Father Time reverse the clock in rhythm and rhyme. What once was first now let be last. Return us to our bodies of twenty years past. The same white cloud that had enveloped Maggie before now enveloped the three sisters. When it disappeared three children stood where three women had before. Christy looked down at her toddler dress and reached up to feel tight blonde curls. "Hey Rebecca, it worked!" Misty looked at the little jump suit she was wearing and giggled. "Oh boy did it work!" Rebecca's hair was up in a ponytail, and she was wearing an outfit similar to that of Maggie's. "C'mon we don't have much time. The spell will wear off in a few minutes." Maggie peered over the steamer trunk and smiled when she saw the three familiar faces. "Hey! It's really you! How come you were playing like you were old ladies?" Christy's eyes flared. "Old!" Misty giggled. "Don't mess your pants sissy!" Maggie climbed over the trunk and looked at Rebecca. Tears rolled down Rebecca's face. "Hey Becky, what's wrong? Did you get hurt or something? You want me to make it better?" Rebecca just held out her arms to Maggie and Maggie hugged her. "What's the matter Becky? Why are you crying?" inquired Maggie. Rebecca wiped the tears from her eyes. "I just missed you, that's all." Maggie put her hands on her hips. "Gee Becky, Momma just took you and Christy and Misty over to Aunt Jan's this morning! You shouldn't be such a baby!" Rebecca smiled at her long lost sister. "I'm sorry Maggie. I will try to be a big girl I promise." "So how come you were turned into grown-ups? Did Momma do that to you? She turned me into a cat. Did you see me? It was really cool!" Maggie looked around the room. "Becky, where's Momma and Aunt Jan? Today's my eighth birthday you know." Maggie's eyes grew wide. "I bet they're down stairs with my cake and presents! C'mon, let's go and peek from the stairway!" Christy and Misty stood next to Maggie as Rebecca faced her. "Uh honey, we have something to tell you, okay?" Maggie looked suspiciously at the three of them. "Is this a game?" Rebecca took her hand. "No, it's not a game. It's not make- believe. It's real. Okay?" Maggie nodded in agreement. She then whispered. "It's a secret then, right?" Christy smiled at her. "Kinda, but now we want you to know, okay?" Maggie again nodded, as Rebecca began. "Maggie what's the last thing you remember before seeing us in the attic?" Maggie thought for a minute and then recounted her days events. "Uh, me and Momma took you all over to Aunt Jan's, and then we came back here. Momma told me that she was going to have to go away for a little while. She had to go see someone, so I would have to stay here alone. She said I was a big girl and I wouldn't be afraid and I wasn't either! She said I could play a game until she came back. She said I could pick my favorite animal and she would turn me into that. I picked Mr. Whiskers." Misty smiled. "I remember Mr. Whiskers, he was our cat!" Maggie looked at Misty. "Wow Misty, you sure are talking better now." Misty giggled and shrugged her shoulders. Rebecca directed the conversation back to Maggie. "What else do you remember Maggie?" Well...momma gave me a big hug and a kiss and then she turned me into Mr. Whiskers. Wow! You should have momma turn you into a cat. It's fun. Momma left and I decided to hide in the attic until she came home and then surprise her. I sat on the window box and then I got tired. I guess I feel asleep. I don't remember anything until you woke me up." Rebecca looked her in the eyes. "Maggie, you believe we're your sisters, right?" Maggie smiled at them. "Of course your my sisters. You're my little sisters! I take care of you!" Maggie reached out and lifted the crystal from Rebecca's necklace. "See, I got one just like it. Momma gave me one, and she gave you one when you turned six!" "And sisters don't lie to each other, right?" Maggie nodded in agreement. "Well...then you have to believe us when we tell you this, okay?" "Okay" Rebecca tried to choose her words carefully. "Maggie, you went to sleep for a very long time. You slept so long that we all grew up while you were sleeping. Momma put a special spell on you so that you would stay a little girl until we woke you up. See, we weren't pretending to be grown- ups...we are grown ups, most of the time." Christy felt a strange tingling sensation. "Uh, Becky, I think we are about to be grown-ups right now. The spell is starting to wear off." Misty smiled. "Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. I wished I'd had more time to play!" Rebecca squeezed Maggie's hand before releasing it and stepping back with her sisters. "Watch us Maggie, and you will see us change back to our real forms, okay?" Maggie watched as a cloud of smoke appeared and the three grown-ups who had greeted her earlier returned. Rebecca knelt down on one knee and took Maggie's hand again. "See, it's really us. We are just big now." Maggie looked up at each of their faces, and suddenly realized her little sisters had grown up without her. She accepted that because she knew her momma was a witch and a witch can do almost anything. She was glad her sisters were here, even if they were grown-up. But where was her momma? "Where's Momma, and Aunt Jan? How come they let me sleep so long?" Misty took her hand. "Maggie, remember when Momma told you she had to go somewhere to see someone?" Maggie nodded. "Well...she went to see someone who was very bad. He wanted to hurt you and momma wouldn't let him." Tears started to well in Maggie's eyes. "Did he hurt momma? Where is she? If she's hurt, I can make it better." Misty was too overcome by tears to continue and Christy picked up where she left off. "Oh baby, you can't make this better. He did hurt Momma, but now she's alright. She's all better, only...she can't come back to us now. That's why she didn't come back to wake you up." Maggie jumped into Rebecca's arms, and sobbed uncontrollably. In between sobs she would cry out, "Momma, I want Momma!" Rebecca held her while Christy and Misty laid there heads on her shoulders. All four cried. For three of them, they were tears from a wound twenty years old, and for one of them it was an angry new wound; the first time she would know life without her mother. Rebecca rocked Maggie in her arms and she lightly kissed her cheek. Maggie looked up at her as the tears subsided. "Rebecca?" "Will we ever get to see momma again?" "Yes honey we will. She is waiting for us in a special place, okay?" Maggie nodded. "Rebecca?" "Yes?" "Is Daddy and Aunt Jan still here?" "Daddy doesn't live with us anymore, but sometimes he visits us. Aunt Jan...lives where momma lives." Christy wiped a tear from Maggie's eye. "But, Aunt Jan comes to visit us sometimes too. Would you like to see her?" Maggie nodded and smiled, but then a frown took its place. "If we don't have momma, or daddy, or Aunt Jan then we are orphans. We don't got nobody to look after us." Misty reached over to Maggie, and Maggie went to her arms. "Sure we do! We've got each other! We're sisters. We take care of each other, and we know we can take care of you!" Misty emphasized the "you" by touching her finger to Maggie's nose when she said it. Maggie's giggled and hugged her tightly. She sat Maggie down, who then ran to Christy to collect another hug. Christy hugged her and then it was time for the four of them to finish their serious talk. Rebecca picked up where Christy had left off. "Maggie, do you believe sister's help each other?" "Yes" "Well...we're gonna need your help? Will you help us?" "Sure Becky, what do you want me to do?" "The bad man that Momma went to see, the one that wanted to hurt you and made Momma go away, is coming here. Maggie, he wants to take you away with him, because he's...he's..." Maggie finished Rebecca's words. "He's my real father." Sadness filled Maggie's eyes and she dropped her head when she said "father". The three women were stunned. They had no idea that Maggie knew. Maggie then finished the confession for them. "When Momma told me she was a witch she told me that Daddy wasn't my real father. My real father was an evil demon. She said he didn't love me like Daddy did and that he wanted to hurt me. She said she would never let him get me. That's who she went to see that day. He hurt Momma and now he wants to hurt me. Why Becky? Why does he want to hurt me?" "He's evil sweetie. Darkness always tries to destroy the light, but he won't get you. See, the light will always chase the darkness away. We're gonna chase him away forever!" "Are you all witches just like Momma?" Christy fielded that one. "We sure are, and if you want you can be a witch too. Would you like that?" Maggie smiled from ear to ear. Her answer was obvious. She looked over to Rebecca. "I was afraid I was going to grow up to be a demon, like my Father." Rebecca smiled warmly. "That could never happen Maggie. There's no evil within you, and that's why your father wants to take you away. See, you are the only one who can destroy him and we can help you do that. Can you be really, really brave when he comes?" Maggie threw out her chest. "I can be very brave." Christy put a hand to her forehead and then closed her eyes. "Sisters, I think we're about to find out just how brave we all can be! Mordock is here!" Misty grabbed Christy's hand and Christy grabbed Maggie's who in turned grabbed Rebecca's. Rebecca looked down at Maggie. "Do you see the Book of Shadow's before you?" Maggie nodded. When we start saying the spell just say it along with us and he won't be able to hurt us. Whatever you do, don't let go of my hand and don't stop saying the spell!" She winked at Maggie as the floor began to shake. A burst of flames exploded across the attic and from the center of it stepped Mordock. He was in his human form. Tall and slender, with fiery red hair that matched Maggie's, but his eyes were the windows to his evil and they burned a bright red. His voice roared and filled the attic. "I have come for what is mine. Give the child to me or I will destroy you all!" Rebecca glared at him. "Listen tall, dark and demon! You're not taking Maggie anywhere, and it's gonna be you who gets destroyed!" Mordock laughed. "By you and your pathetic little sisters? Really now Rebecca, must I destroy all of yo?. Isn't killing your mother and aunt enough?" Misty's eyes lit up. "Why you evil..." Before Misty finished the sentence she glanced to the steamer trunk that Maggie had hid behind earlier and with no more than a look, she sent it flying at Mordock. Mordock waited until it was a few feet from him and then blew out a shallow breath. The trunk shattered before him." "Really girls, I haven't the time nor the patience for children's games." Christy stepped forward. "Why don't you go straight to hell, Mordock!" Mordock smiled at her. "Oh, I intend to Christy. Just as soon as I pick up my daughter. Come Maggie. It's time to come home." Maggie squeezed Rebecca's hand. "I don't have to go anywhere with you. I'm not afraid. You can't hurt me!" Mordock smiled again. "You are brave and that's such a shame; because you would have made a wonderful princess. I could have given you a kingdom to rule but those meddling witches have taken you from me. Now you are but an abomination to me and I will destroy you as I did your mother." His eyes then turned to Rebecca. "You know Rebecca, you look an awful lot like your mother. I am still looking for a witch to have my child. You feeling lucky tonight, Rebecca? What do you say to that?" Rebecca pointed to the Book of Shadows. "Here's what we all have to say to you Mordock!" Maggie and her three sisters began reading the spell. Darkness and Demon hear this spell The gates are open to the depths of hell The light has triumphed The dark has failed Evil has lost and Goodness prevailed. Mordock let out a mighty roar and the attic began to shake violently again. Winds whipped through the girls hair and the attic window shattered sending glass showering over them. A chunk embedded itself into Christy left arm, and she fell to one knee but continued to chant the spell. We command you by the powers of goodness and light. You are bound and enslaved by all that is right. You are destroyed by the power, never again freed. You are destroyed by the power, destroyed by your seed. A final scream and then a blinding white light engulfed Mordock. When the light finally faded, Mordock was gone. The spell had worked. Maggie hugged her sisters, and then looked at Christy's arm. "I think you are hurt bad. Do you want me to make it better? I can do that you know." Christy winced a painful smile at Maggie. "That's okay Maggie, I can fix it. Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm okay now I guess, but what do we do now?" Misty smiled, "I have some ideas!" Christy shot her a glance. "Careful Misty, she's only eight years old, remember?" "Hey, how could I forget! Finally, I'm not the little sister anymore! Hallaleuha!" Maggie walked up to Misty and spoke sadly. "But you still ARE the little sister. I was borned before any of you, and I guess that makes me the big sister, even if you ARE bigger." Christy smiled and winked at Rebecca. "Maggie I got an idea. What do you say, you let us be your big sisters for awhile. You know, kinda like taking a vacation. Let us have a turn at being big sisters for awhile and then whenever you want to be big sister again, we can just change back, okay?" Maggie's eyes lit up. "Yeah, that would be great. I really need a vacation you know. It's not easy being a big sister. You guys can be a real handful at times, ya know?" Rebecca's own words in an eight year olds voice came back to the three sisters, and they all laughed heartily. Maggie walked up to Rebecca. "When I grow up will I have witches powers like all of you." "I think so. We all had to find our own special gifts, and you will too. Misty, show Maggie what you got!" "Well, you already have seen I can move things through the air, like that steamer trunk, but I can also stop time. For example." Misty grabbed a candleholder from the shelf and threw it high in the hair. Just before it hit the floor, she suspended time and it stopped its fall in midair. She then retrieved it and replaced it on the shelf and restarted time. "Christy you're next!" "Well, sometimes I can get visions that allow me to see the future, and sometimes I can vanish right before your--" Christy disappeared before she finished the sentence and then reappeared behind Maggie to finish the line. "--eyes!" Maggie whipped around and stared at the smiling Christy with eyes wide in amazement. "That's cool! What can you do Becky?" "Well, sometimes I can read peoples minds, kind of like, I know your favorite food is pizza and you are very hungry right now!" Maggie eyed her suspiciously. "Aw, that ain't nothing, Becky. You always knowed I like pizza and you probably heard my belly growling." Rebecca smiled at her with mischief in her eyes. "Take my hand 'O ye of little faith'. I also have one other little power. It's not really much, but it has gotten me places." Maggie felt herself lifting off the ground and she realized, she was flying. Flying with Rebecca. "Wow! You can really fly!" "Yeah, I can fly, but short trips only." Rebecca took her once around the attic and then returned her to the floor. Maggie sighed, "I wished I had magic powers." Rebecca reassured her. "Trust me Maggie, you will find them, I promise." Rebecca addressed her sisters. "Well, sisters, we all have work to do. Misty you want to call the insurance agent about the window damage? There goes the deductible again. Maggie you want to help me sweep up this broken glass and Christy you better get down stairs and wash that cut off. We might have to take you to the hospital for stitches. That looks pretty nasty." Maggie ran up to Christy. "Can I try and make it better, please! Just one time, please!" Christy smiled at her. "Okay little sis, work your best magic." Maggie raised her left hand over Christy's arm, closed her eyes and ran her hand back and forth just above Christy's cut. Christy's eyes flew open, and she felt the pain disappear from her arm. Maggie finally placed her hand on the spot of the wound and when she lifted it again the wound was gone. Maggie kissed Christy's arm and smiled at her. "You really don't have to kiss it to make it better, I just like to do that sometimes. See Christy, I told you I would make it better." Christy looked down it disbelief. "It's totally healed. I can't believe it." Misty smiled. "I think we found her first gift!" Rebecca corralled her sisters. "You know what, the heck with the house. Let's go out and have that pizza that Maggie's thinking about. It is her birthday you know! And we should have a celebration." Maggie's eyes filled with delight. "I am the luckiest girl in the whole world. I have three great sisters who are witches and I'm going to be a witch too!" Rebecca hugged her. "That's right sweetheart. Always remember, you will always be our "charmed kitten." HUGS TO MY SISTERS AND FAMILY!