Samuel Blackwell grinned with malicious satisfaction as he watched Ethan Conant drink himself stupid. Once Ethan was on the verge of passing out completely, Samuel moved in. Ethan's grandmother was the last Elder that was hiding from him, but he knew that she was keeping tabs on her son via magic. He would use that connection to find her, but he needed Ethan to let go of the last bit of light in his soul.
"Patrick bring me the syringe," Samuel directed.
Patrick Glasser brought it to him, tapping out the bubbles. He waited for Samuel's nod and then injected the drug into Ethan. It was a combination of methamphetamine and heroin, that had been altered by dark magic. This resulted in the perfect form of control, but restricted other magical interference. It was a special kind of hell, one that Patrick secretly thought Ethan deserved. Ethan was the reason that his wife had died and he hated him for it. When Samuel had told Patrick what Ethan had done, he had rage consume him. Only Samuel's superior magical power had kept him from killing Ethan. That rage gave Samuel the opportunity to move on Patrick and get him under his control. These lesser witches were too easily controlled by their emotions. The darkness within him was his whole essence, its power grew and could draw from other people's hate, jealousy, greed, fear, depression, vengeance and many other negatively destructive emotions. That was just the normal humans, but have the same with a witch and the power was magnified to unmeasurable proportions. Injecting Ethan allowed Samuel to sort through his mind and find the magical thread that Mrs. Aideen Conant had left linked to her son. Once he found it, then he was able to send the darkness along that link into her. It wasn't long before he could feel her and find her location. He admired her strength to fight his hold on her, but he liked the challenge.
"I will be gone for a few hours, keep an eye on him." Samuel instructed Patrick and then teleported to where Aideen was.
Adam's grandmother put up a good fight, but Samuel was too powerful and he gained control of her mind. She tried to send a warning to her grandson, but lost her mind before knowing if he received it. Samuel stripped her of her magic and drove her insane. She'd live in a hell that he created, always on the run in the theatre of her mind. Only death would release her, but his magic would delay even that. Now that he had her out of the way and couldn't help the Chance Harbour witches, he could begin the next phase.
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Adam and Cassie both awoke suddenly. Adam looked at Melissa and she continued to sleep soundly beside him. He got up and went to the fridge for a glass of water. An uneasy feeling lingered, but he couldn't figure out what it was. Finally he just went back to bed, but his sleep for the remainder of the night was restless. Cassie was in Jake's bed and when she bolted upright, it woke him too.
"What's wrong?" Jake asked softly.
"Something magical just happened and not in a good way. It felt like a branch breaking, but worse. I think someone tried to reach out to me magically and then was suddenly stopped by evil," Cassie tried to explain.
"Do you know who it was?" He asked in alarm.
For a few minutes she was silent, searching through her mind and for the magical foot print. Cassie's eyes widened when realization hit her. "Adam's grandmother Aideen."
"She doesn't even know you, why would she reach out to you?"
"I'm connected to all of you, ever since we funnelled power through me to use against John. I think some form of residual magic from each of you still links me. Like an invisible thread."
He nodded and shrugged, "okay I can understand that. So you think she was reaching out to Adam for help during an evil attack?"
"I don't know, but I need to find out."
Jake got out a world map and spread it out on his bed. "We'll use a locator spell, at least we'll know if she's still alive."
They did the spell and both were relieved to find Aileen still alive. "In the morning before we go to work, I want to go to Adam and see if he can reach his grandmother via magic."
"Like you're really going to go to sleep again," Jake said knowingly.
"No I can't. Do you want to go for a jog with me? Watch the sun rise?" Cassie asked hopefully.
"Alright, but you owe me one," Jake groaned.
She smiled mischievously, "how about a shower together, after our run?"
"Deal," Jake held out his hand and she shook it, giggling quietly so as not to wake Zane in the other room.
Cassie teleported to her house and got changed, then waited for Jake to come get her. They stretched and then jogged off. "I can't believe how cold it has become, winter is just around the corner."
"With everything that's happened lately, it's hard to believe that next week is hallowe'en."
"This year I'm just handing out candy to kids, no parties. Every time I have a party something really bad happens," Cassie said.
"It seems that way doesn't it?" Jake agreed.
"And who knows what kind of trouble Samuel Blackwell is brewing for us."
"Pun intended?" Jake grinned.
"No, but that was funny," Cassie replied.
They jogged in silence for a while and when their street came into view, Jake challenged her to a race back home. She accepted and took off, not waiting for him to say start. He still won, but she wasn't that far behind. As they walked into his house, panting to catch their breaths, Zane said good morning.
"Did you two seriously get up early to go for a run? No don't answer that, I don't really want to know, that's just wrong." He said and walked into the kitchen, "coffee pot is brewing."
"What time is it?" Jake asked.
"Way too early. Lucky woke me up," Zane said.
Cassie rolled her eyes and sent a text to Adam to see if he was up. He confirmed he was and said it was okay for her to drop by before she started work. Then she explained to Zane why she and Jake were awake so early. He agreed that she should talk to Adam, but since Jake was going out on his boat to check traps, Zane would go with her. When they got to the Boathouse, Adam was already waiting for them. Cassie explained what was going on and Adam told her he'd felt it too. Since Chris, Ben and Melissa were there with them, everyone joined hands and helped Adam connect to his Grandmother.
"Her mind is so chaotic and it's like she's constantly screaming," Adam explained.
"Sounds like your grandma is insane," Chris said.
"I hate to say it, but I think Chris is right Adam. Whatever happened, she's lost now." Zane said sadly.
Adam was mad, he punched the wall with his fist. "It's got to be Samuel Blackwell. He found her and did this to her."
Melissa got up and took him in to her arms, trying to offer comfort. Adam pushed her away. "Don't."
She backed off, clearly upset, but saying nothing.
Cassie said, "that's another Elder in Samuel's control. Melissa you said your dad is off on business, but that he usually checks in right?"
She nodded, "I'm a little worried, because I haven't heard from him at all. Neither has my step-mother."
Zane saw where Cassie was going with her line of thought, "Melissa's dad is gone, same with Adam's dad, so that leaves only Faye's mom as the adult watching over us. If Adam's grandmother is the last Elder that Samuel needed to control, then no adult is around to help us."
"Faye won't be awake yet. I don't have time to go over there before my shift," Cassie said.
"I've got to talk to our old landlord, Faye's is on my way. I'll stop in and see if Dawn is there and warn Faye," Zane said.
"He can control all the adults he wants, but we have the Skull and we have you Balcoins," Adam reminded.
"I hope that will be enough," Chris said.

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Secret Circle TV Show: Jake and Cassie
FanfictionThis story is based off the TV show characters and not the books. This is what I thought their second season would be like. It revolves around Jake and Cassie, their relationship and how they mature into adult witches.