Tales of Aradia The Last Witch Volume 5

Tales of Aradia The Last
Witch

Volume 5

By L.A. Jones

I dedicate this book to the
three newest women in my family: Lissa, April, and Kelli. Out of
all the families the three of you could have chosen to be a part of
I am so glad that you decided to be part of ours.

Acknowledgements: In honor
of my friendship with L.A. Sherman, author of the non-fiction book
Bengali Girl's Don't, I have created a character in this book based
on her. The vampire Shayde is based on L.A. Sherman, from her
personality to her looks. The book Bengali Girl's Don't is
available for purchase in bookstores all over the globe. She lives
in Florida with her son from her previous marriage, new husband,
and their children.

Copyright L.A. Jones
2010

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"Saul has begun to win the
witch over to our side," Morgan declared.

The Sovereign sat upon his
golden throne with his legs crossed while she sat at his feet. The
torch light flickering gave the room an eerie atmosphere that would
have made anyone wary to step inside. However, since the two people
in the room were the likely causes the eeriness didn't seem to
bother them.

"I suppose I should be
grateful," the Sovereign muttered, "but I am not."

He stood up and narrowed his
eyes at Morgan. "I am not grateful that I should have to stoop so
low as to win this scrawny witch's loyalty."

"However," he added in an
exasperated drawl. "Once you made the prediction that a witch would
be my downfall I figured I had to do something."

He slowly walked down the
steps descending from his throne. "I had hoped that by proving the
witches's treachery and condemning them to death I would have been
able to kill two birds with one stone. The witches were beginning
to grow too powerful and too numerous anyway. Yes, their powers are
basically their energy and to use too much would kill them but they
were multiplying like damned rats. One rat is no problem, but
millions of rats with powers over all the elements with the ability
to predicate our every move. No. No, there was no way in hell I
could ignore such an infestation. I had just recently taken the
throne so I could not jeopardize it. I had to do something to
handle the witches threat and exposing them as traitors definitely
did that. I mean not only did it give me a legitimate reason to
kill them and keep my hands clean; it also helped to cement my
alliances with the fellow hidden leaders. Not to mention give them
a reason to fear my anger for the next century. I mean if I can
wipe one entire faction of the hidden race from the face of this
earth, what's to stop me from doing it again hmm? So by saying the
witches betrayed us and eradicating them set me up as their hero
but at the same as a man not to be trifled with."

Soft chuckling could be
heard from the back of his throat. "The beauty of it was I didn't
really need to lift a finger. By just using good old fashioned
manipulation I was able to gain all sorts of alliances. It's
hilarious how easily hatred can unite people so saying that the
witches had broken our biggest taboo and threatened the security of
our entire race was definitely a brilliant move."

"As you should know
Sovereign," Morgan muttered, "you devised such a
tactic."

He glanced sharply at her.
"You don't get to where I am without making efficient plans that
are practically fool proof. It also definitely helped that you made
another predication especially by the time most of the witches had
been wiped out. A predication that accurately gave me the identity
of the witch who was destined to destroy me. I never expected it to
be a child though."

He shrugged as he walked
past Morgan. "It made no difference though. The act was still
carried out and the witches were killed."

"However," he added through
gritted teeth. "It turns out that my plan wasn't completely fool
proof because one fool by the name of Rome managed to let the witch
escape! A mere child at that! No, not a mere child, a baby! A baby
for god's sake! It's insulting really!"

"You could kill her now you
know," said Morgan, "I am surprised why you haven't done it
already."

His cloak swirled about as
he swung to point accusingly at Morgan. "In order for my great plan
to work I have to establish alliances around the world. It has
taken me centuries to unite all the vampires behind me. God knows
how long it was going to take with the others. I can't put off such
things because of a mere girl. I cannot delay my plans for anything
especially not her!"

"And besides," he added as
he turned his back on her. "I couldn't have killed the witch years
ago because I had no idea where she was! Since you can only detect
a witch if she uses a lot of power there was no way in hell you
could find her. The witch's guardian had used all her power and her
energy to complete the spell to send her through time and space.
This is how you even knew the baby was still alive. The years that
followed, however, the little bitch didn't use any of her powers in
such great magnitude so it was almost impossible to track
her."

"Mind you, I did have agents
scouring the world looking for her but they had other priorities as
well. They couldn't very well find the witch and recruit spies for
my cause at the same time now could they?"

Morgan said
nothing.

The Sovereign's mouth was
the only thing not hidden in the darkness of his cloak and it
frowned a little. "By the time we had found her, there was no way
in hell we could effectively kill her without any one noticing.
People noticing things are like toy dominos falling, when one falls
the others do as well or more specifically they feel the need to
investigate. What's the point of having secret plans if the secret
is exposed eh?"

The smile now turned
sardonic as he began to walk back to his throne. "Now, although I
resent it, the fact is the witch is too powerful to be left alone.
Saul does indeed have a good idea in trying to win her to our side
and from the way I hear it he is progressing nicely. However, that
doesn't mean I have to like it."

He then sat down on his
throne and threaded his fingers together. "It doesn't mean I have
to like it at all."

"Here Glinda. Come here
kitty, kitty, kitty!" Aradia crooned as she peered under her bed
again.

After finding nothing, not
even a strand of black cat hair, Aradia exhaled an exasperated
breath. "Where did she get to?"

Stomping down the stairs,
Aradia tried to rein in her frustration and anger. "Hey has anybody
seen my cat?"

She could hear Melina
chortling. "Honey, she is a cat. If she doesn't want to be found
then you won't find her."

Aradia snorted sarcastically
and then turned towards the kitchen. She stopped as soon as she
realized Melina wasn't in the kitchen alone. In fact, Roy was there
too and Melina was sitting on his lap.

"Hey Roy, I didn't know you
were here."

"There's a bunch of things
you don't know Aradia, which is probably why you are still in
school." Melina chuckled and swallowed her last bit of apple.
Almost immediately, her facial expression turned reproachful
especially once she saw Aradia's eyes flash with hurt.

Aradia struggled with her
raging emotions. She even dug her fingernails in her palms and
began to draw bits of blood. Although Aradia had passed her junior
year with flying colors, it still stung that she had been forced to
repeat it. It was only her position as the Witch Queen that
prevented most of the Hiddens from whispering behind her back. The
humans, however, felt no such restriction. There was much smirking
and gossiping whenever she passed them in the halls. Aradia may
have been a former bully victim, but she doubted she would have
ever be used to being a social pariah. She had, however, learned to
deal with it. Luckily, her helping save the Unicorns and restoring
balance had helped improve her social standing with the Hiddens. A
few still treated her with disdain, but the majority of them acted
like they all owed her a debt of gratitude. A debt that many of
them tried to pay by sending her gifts and things. Aradia had been
flattered, but last month she made an announcement at the High
Hidden council that she didn't want any more gifts. It wasn't that
she was not appreciative it was the fact that with three girls in
the house they were running out of room for the stuff.

However, as far as Aradia
was concerned nothing compared to the gift her entire family had
gotten her. To celebrate her finally passing her junior year of
high school Ross, Liza, Melina and Marietta had gotten her a black
cat that looked like a miniature panther, an American Bombay, from
the animal shelter. Aradia had decided to call her Glinda and since
then Aradia had acted crazy about her, buying her cat toys,
scratching her belly, and playing with her non-stop. However,
living in a house with a backyard Aradia didn't expect to raise her
as a house cat. That being said, Glinda often got let out and
lost.

"Hey Aradia, I am sorry..."
Melina started.

Aradia held up her hand to
silence protests and turned away.

Roy sighed heavily. "That
was uncalled for baby, and besides its not like you are one to
talk. I mean you still had to repeat a year as well you
know?"

"I said I was sorry," Melina
snapped.

Roy grabbed her face and
pressed his forehead against hers. "I know but you got to to learn
to watch your mouth."

"Why don't you watch it for
me?"

Roy laughed and shook his
head. "I am serious sweetie. You really hurt Aradia's
feelings."

Melina scowled. "You sure
seem to care about her a lot."

"I would be acting the same
with you, you know. I mean if Aradia mentioned something about you
and drugs I would tell her to watch her mouth too."

"Really?" Melina challenged
him with sarcasm in her voice.

"Remember two months ago you
wanted to sneak in beer to Club Tolerance and Aradia said no. You
then said that nobody would find out. She had then snapped
something about it being so predictable that you wouldn't care
about committing a felony when you already have a record thicker
than the bible."

Melina eyes and expression
seemed to darken.

"And remember how I pulled
Aradia aside and told her that that was uncalled for."

"No." Melina stated
flatly.

"Yeah well I did. Why else
would I pull her aside?"

Melina raised her eyebrows
in speculation.

Roy groaned heavily. "I wish
you wouldn't act so damn jealous all the time."

"Can you blame me? I am
after all living with your ex-girlfriend."

"Aradia is not my
ex-girlfriend! We never even really dated!"

"But you wanted
to..."

Roy groaned heavily again
and shot out of his seat. Melina quickly got to her feet as well.
He ran his hand through his long dark hair and turned away from
her. Only two seconds passed before he turned back and took Melina
in his arms.

"Mel listen," Roy crooned
into her ear, "I love you. I have always loved you. I thought I was
in love with Aradia, but I wasn't. I don't think I ever was. I have
never felt the way I feel about you with her. The only reason I
felt anything with her was because she was the first woman I ever
got close to. You, however, are the first woman I ever fell in love
with. The only woman I will ever love."

"So please," he paused and
rested his chin on top of her head, "stop being so
jealous."

Melina sighed and pressed
her cheek against his shirt. "I am sorry," she murmured.

Slowly raising her eyes to
met his, Roy lowered his head to kiss Melina.