The Wiccan Chosen One (The Sequel for A New Life)

The Wiccan Chosen One (Chap. 15)

Chapter 15

            She was being followed.  Aikaterine honestly could not see what was so different about this girl, Katheren. She was just a normal Chosen One, no more powerful than the others, even less of a threat for she was completely untrained, her powers all over the place... that was, to everyone but her. Aikaterine always had the power to see into one's soul, to see the strength of one's aura. She knew something that no other knew, not even another Ancestor.

            Katheren Whitney was an Old Soul, a very Old Soul. Aikaterine had seen her past lives many times throughout the years, she had even been present in her own life. Most people thought that the age of one's soul did not matter, but she knew differently, she saw that in each life time, the soul became stronger and stronger, their aura growing to a limitless capability. Katheren's was about three times as strong as the ones that she had seen in her life time and the strongest one that she had seen had been Katheren's past life.

            Something was different about this life though. The Coventry boy, Daren, he did something with Katheren's aura. Since the time that the two had been separated, Katheren's aura had seemed much dimmer, weaker. At first, Aikaterine had just blamed it on the tumult of Katheren's emotions, but now she could sense that it went much deeper than that. Even though she had seen them a few times in both her living life and her afterlife, Aikaterine was surprised that she hadn't noticed that the two were Soul Mates. Daren was even close to as old as Katheren- she seemed to be about a half a century older- but he still had a strong aura, gained from contact with Katheren's.

            Soul Mates had always been something that intrigued Aikaterine, from even back when she was a child. Soul Mates could draw upon the other's aura, while at the same time making both of theirs stronger since their souls were intertwined, their aura became of the same fate when the two were together. Aikaterine had never seen an incidence quite like this one before.

            Humans always looked for a way to pretty things up and to a witch like her, it was disgusting. Life was not pretty. It was as simple as that. Humans automatically assumed that since two peoples' souls were intertwined that the two would 'fall in love' and that 'their love would overcome anything', pretty sounding but completely wrong. One would be spiritually drawn to the other, but the connection went into no other part of their life. Most could not stand the connection, it either drove them crazy or they stayed far away from each other. But, Katheren and Daren were different because, of the ones that Aikaterine had seen, the two were the only ones that had actually been in love... which made them dangerously strong together, too strong. And a break when they were so combined would prove to be un-survivable for them.

            Aikaterine uselessly tried to get Katheren's attention but she knew it was futile. Ancestors usually did not spend more time with the Chosen One than needed. She was different though, as the youngest Ancestor, she remembered what it was like to be alive, how powerful emotions were, so that made her the most empathic of them, more protective of them. She was also painfully aware that unless the Ancestors were called upon, they could take no part in the Chosen One's life.

            Usually, she could accept that rule... unless the Chosen Ones were in danger. Katheren was, if the person that was following her caught up to her, then her life could very well be over. She could not see her Soul Mate until the warlock after her was dead or her chances of surviving would be cut in half.

Katheren:

            I rubbed my temples, the soothing movement doing nothing to relieve the pounding in my head. I was going through my family's grimoire but since it was in Latin, a dead- and if it wasn't dead yet it was close to it- language wasn't an easy thing to do. Aikaterine had been teaching me Latin when I summoned her, but other than that, I was translating by use of an old Latin to Old English dictionary. I was so not having fun.