Friday, January 12, 2024

The Raven's Apprentice - Chapter 1

 Glimmerbrook Watch, Present Day* 

"Thanks for breakfast, Mrs. G," Mariah said, "and thanks for letting me stay with you for a bit."

Mariah Huntley and Miranda Silveroak-Goth's final year of University was now behind them and, as their friend Aadi had pointed out, it had been accomplished without interruption by gangsters, vampires, evil wizards or other strangeness. They were ready to begin whatever came next.

At the moment, whatever came next consisted of a visit to Miranda's home, Glimmerbrook Watch, to spend a little time with her moms and go through her room to decide what to keep and what to store.

"Don't be silly, dear," Cassie Goth, who Mariah still found surprisingly grounded for an international musical superstar, called from the kitchen. "It's nice to have someone else to cook for... and you're always welcome."

"Of course you are," Gwen Silveroak, Miranda's other mom, added. "You're family now."

"Well, we're not married yet," Mariah said, feeling a little self-conscious. 

In fact, Mariah had been fully prepared to drag Miranda down to the Britechester courthouse and turn her fiancé into her wife the moment the graduation ceremony had ended. A smiling Miranda, however, had pointed out that Mariah's mama, romance novelist Danielle Huntley, would not be denied a wedding.

"Just a formality," Gwen smiled.

"A lovely and important formality," Cassie added, "but, I agree, a formality."

The arrival of Cassie and breakfast forced a brief pause in conversion. Cassie's cinnamon French toast, which Mariah felt was reason enough by itself to visit to Glimmerbrook, required one's full attention. The real maple syrup that accompanied it had forced her to reconsider her habitual denial of the concept of a benevolent deity.


"Gwen and I didn't get married for years," Cassie mused finally. 

"That's right," Mariah said. "You guys were living together when Miranda was little, after her dad left you..."

"At the altar," Gwen muttered savagely.

"I still don't understand why she held that against him," Cassie smiled. "You'd think she'd rather I had married him."


"High school friends, discovering love in the healing of a broken heart," Mariah said, surprising everyone accustomed to her tough-girl persona.

"Oh dear, she's been reading that new unauthorized biography, hasn't she," Cassie smiled.

"Yes," Miranda nodded.

"No," an embarrassed Mariah insisted. "I mean, maybe I read a little... there might have been an excerpt, in a magazine that I probably picked up in a waiting room... somewhere..."

"You're so cute when you get flustered," Miranda laughed.

"I hate you," Mariah laughed, blushing.


"They never get the story right, anyway," Gwen mused.

"Which is probably just as well, given the truth," Cassie chuckled.

"So, what's the truth?" Mariah asked. "I mean, how did you guys fall in love?"

"Oh well, as the Bard says, thereby hangs a tale," Cassie smiled.

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*Author's Note: After some thought, I chose to label these sections as "present day" to save confusion.

Year of the Wolf and Unguarded Heart each cover most of a year, and College Years covers three years. So, if we assume that our M&M's story started around the actual "present day" when I started writing, the story has progressed faster than real time. Suffice it to say, these parts of the story take place in M&M's "present day."

Of course, only compulsive continuity geeks, such as myself, need be concerned with such things. :) 


Wednesday, January 10, 2024

The Raven's Apprentice - Prologue

Willow Creek, Fall 1986

"Oh, my little Cassandra," Victoria Goth whispered as she kissed her sleeping daughter. "Sleep, and dream of wonders. You will be so amazing, my little girl. I wish..."

"Vickie? What are you doing up?" Mortimer said, sleep slurring his speech. "Why are you in your coat?"

"I have to go, Mortimer," Vickie replied softly, not looking away from her child, "but I couldn't leave without giving her a kiss."


"Go?" Mortimer struggled to clear his sleep-fogged mind. "It's the middle of the night, Vick. Where are you going?"

"Mortimer, you know I love you," Vickie stepped over to him. "I remember the first time I saw you... Ari pointed you out to me in the dorm. You looked so dashing. I think I fell in love you in that moment. I really did. What we have... it's real, Mortimer. Please, never doubt that."

"Vickie, you're scaring me," Mortimer said. "What's going on?"

"Just hold me for a minute," Vickie sighed, folding herself into her husband's arms. 


"Is this about those men who came earlier? The ones from the Agency?" Mortimer asked.

"Yes," Vickie sighed. 

"I know I promised to never ask about your past," Mortimer said. "I won't start now... but if something is wrong, we can face it together."

"I'm sorry, Mortimer," Vickie smiled sadly. "I need to face this alone. I've known this was coming for a long time. This is my Moment... and I know what I need to do."


"Vickie," Mortimer said sadly. "Will you come back to me?"

"I will always be with you, you silly man," Vickie whispered.


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Outside, the cool, night air smelled of rain. It should really be raining, Vickie thought to herself. It was the kind of night that called for rain. Still, she smiled sadly to herself, it was probably best not to tamper with things.

Turning, she saw a familiar face under the streetlights and smiled. 


"Bella," Vickie said as the other woman came closer. "I'm glad you're here."

"Did you think I'd abandon you?" Bella Bachelor asked, a little stiffly.

"Not for a moment," Vickie smiled. "I knew you'd be here."


"They're coming for you Vick," Bella said seriously. "I can't... there's nothing I could do. They'll be here soon."

"I know," Vickie said calmly. "Bella, I need to ask you a favor."

"I'll do my best but, Vickie, they..." Bella started.

"It's not that," Vickie shook her head. "I need you take care of Mortimer and Cassandra for me."

"Vickie, I..." Bella stammered, shocked.


"You've always loved him, Bella," Vickie smiled sadly, "and he loves you too. He loves us both. I just got there first... but he's going to need you."

"Vick, don't talk like that," Bella said, shocked. "They're not going to..."

"No lies between us, Bella," Vickie said easily. "Not now."

"I always lie, Vickie," Bella said.


"I know, but not now, not about this," Vickie replied.  "Promise me, Bella, that if something should happen to me, you will look after Mortimer and Cassanadra Goth. Promise me."

"I promise," Bella shuddered. "But Vickie..."

"By the Oak and the Ash and the Ivy, by the Sun and the Moon and the Sea, by the Open Eye and the Open Hand and the Open Heart, I bind you to your promise, Isabella Bachelor," Victoria incanted, finishing with a Word that Bella didn't know but felt she still somehow understood deep in her bones.


"Vickie... I work for them," Bella breathed.

"I know," Victoria smiled. "I've always known, ever since you were that pretty freshman following Ari and me around. Just like I know you keep your promises. 

"Goodbye, Bella," she added as she turned away. "Take care of my daughter."

"Like she was my very own," Bella replied.


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Bella followed at a discrete distance. She hated that this was happening, hated herself for being part of it. She wasn't sure what she was going to do. She knew she couldn't let Vickie walk into this alone.

She saw Vickie intercepted shortly after crossing the street. 

Of course, it's Agent Hand, Bella thought. Who else would they have entrusted with Containment order for an Active?

He's trying to reason with her. Standard procedure - talk her in. Avoid a confrontation if at all possible.

She's arguing with him. Does she know not to try to appeal to his emotions, to his humanity? Hand has neither. Surely, with everything else she knows, she knows that.

Reason with him, she silently urged her friend. Logic and reason are what Hand will respond to.


Or you could yell at him, Bella groaned inwardly.

That surprised you, didn't it, Hand. Caught you off guard. She isn't intimidated by you. Under all the cold discipline you do have some feelings, if only a sense of self preservation. 

Confrontations with Actives generally don't end well for Agents.


They see me, Bella sighed. Too much to hope they wouldn't, I guess.

She's coming over here. 

Oh, what are you doing, Vickie? Please don't tell me you've convinced him to let you surrender to me. I don't want that. How can I...

Vickie!

"Vickie! Look out!" Bella shouted.


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In Memoriam 

Victoria Lenore Rowan Goth

Wife to Mortimer

Mother to Cassandra

"The Raven"

D. 1986




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