AN OPENING

I was choking, no doubt. The ventilation here was graciously terrible as I felt my lungs giving way. I was internally gagging because of the awful odor. My head started spinning and before I could say Wikipedia, everything went black.

Suddenly I woke up to a pounding headache. The light emitting from nowhere was blinding. Slowly Opening my eyes I saw myself wearing a white long sleeved gown. It was beautiful and nicely adorned with ivory pearls. I could hear voices chattering at some distance. Standing on my feet, I traced the voice. Whatever argument was going on behind this closed enormous door was heated. I could hear a male voice shouting and some whispers in background. Saying a silent prayer which was also my death wish I pushed the door.

It was like no one noticed my presence or could even see me because the argument was still ongoing. Everyone was dressed in white like I was. They were all seated at a long table that could host a hundred of persons.

"We have to act now since we know the Hunters are after us", man one spoke.

"No, I say we wait. We aren't the only Coven around if we run they will think of us as weaklings", man two spoke.

"Who said anything about running away", man one replied angrily.

"Enough", another voice boomed through the walls of the chamber. His voice sounded authoritative so I assumed he was their leader.

"Three of our neighboring Covens have been attacked with no survivors, we are still one of the standing Covens", he continued. "The reason behind this sudden attack is still unknown but something needs to be done before the entire races of witches are wiped out from existence".

I gasped in shock. They are all witches but witches don't wear white or do they? Where are their black coat with pointed hats or their flying brooms and magic wands? With this unexpected confusion I was bent on hearing the entire conversation.

"What are we going to do?", an elderly woman cried out.

"Hunters don't have the ability to destroy powerful Occults unless they are helped by a supernatural or demon, nevertheless we need to find Athena. She is the most powerful Wicca. She will definitely help us on this battle", he answered. "Send words to her tonight, we don't have anymore time to waste".

Suddenly, I felt so light. I looked down to see my body suspended in air. I was moving through dimensions in time at a supernova speed. My whole body erupted in heat, migraine headache pounding so hard, heart beating so fast.

What's happening to me?

My body was changing, I could feel it. I was drowning in space and pain. It was like millions of needles pierced into my body at the same time. If a cardio meter was placed next to me, it readings would be abnormal.

Who am I?

Finally, I felt like I was dipped in cool water. My body started adjusting back to normal. Opening my eyes, I was standing in front of a mirror. I screamed. I screamed. I didn't scream because I was afraid, I screamed because my once hazel brown eyes are now White.

Who am I?

"That's a question only you can answer but you can be guided to see the light"

Turning my head to see the owner of the voice, I saw nothing but I could feel the presence of something else in the room with me.

"You can't see me but you can feel me", the unknown voice spoke.

"You are Gabriella Seres, last and only descendant of Athena Seres and Drako. Your mother was most powerful witch in the history of all living. She wasn't just a witch, but a seer, sorcerer, magician and healer. She was known as the mother of all living. As her daughter you have the blood of your mother running through your veins same thing with her powers also but yours hasn't manifested at all. Your father Drako is a tale for another time", the voice stated.

I stood were I was shocked to the bones. My mouth widely upon to speak but no words came out. Finally, I spoke.

"Whatever you are, you are greatly mistaken. My name is Gabriella Johnson and my parent names are Jasmine Johnson and Jacob Johnson. You have the wrong person also witches are just a myth. It isn't real and would never be", I said feigning confidence.

The voice chuckling was like a slap to my face

"Life itself is a mystery but in the end we only regret the choices we made. The clock is ticking",

"I should have been more nicer", I thought because right now I was traveling into another dimension in time. This time I was seeing a war happening in front of me and there was nothing I could do about it. If someone told me witches fought battles hours ago I would have argued my breath out. Multitude of people all fighting for a different cause. This must have been the war the witches were talking about.

Hunters VS Witches

I stood were I was watching the war like a movie until a throat was slit near me. I screamed. The witches used magic to fight but the hunters were surprisingly fast and vicious compared to a pack of powerful witches. The hunters fought like they were possessed. Their eyes pitch black made them looked more blood thirsty. Something wasn't right, I could feel it.

"Run to Athena, tell her to proceed with the plan", a voice shouted which I recognized. It was the same man with authoritative voice at the meeting. He was a good fighter, he knows how to use magic as a weapon but still the hunters were gaining more ground.

I found myself in a room watching as a woman placed a baby on the hard wood. Her face looked familiar. Holy Mary, she was the woman from the painting except that she wasn't pregnant. Purple and white candles were lit forming a pentacle. Placing the baby in the middle of the pentacle, she stretched forth her hands over the child and started enchanting some spell. It was definitely not English or French. Suddenly a white light starts to emit from the baby. Her voice got louder and louder, the light got stronger and stronger and she got weaker and weaker. Then I heard her words.

"Gabriella my child, fight for me and fight for us"