“The Premier Gemini Witch is coming to Belleview next week,” Doctor Kaiza said, apropos of nothing.
Zim, carefully organizing all of the potion ingredients in a chromatic gradient, shrugged and gave an uncertain and noncommittal, “Okay.”
Kaiza didn’t say anything further because clarification burned her lungs and withered her soul. Or so Zim theorized.
In her defense, it wasn’t as if he asked for an explanation.
That was a mistake.
The Premier Gemini Witch, capital letters practically audible, was tiny. A good foot and a half shorter than Zim–which, perhaps, wasn’t saying much since Zim was stringy and stretched out like the best kind of grilled cheese–which also put her eye level below Doctor Kaiza’s chin, even.
The Premier Gemini Witch was also surprisingly young.
“The youngest luminary on the council,” she agreed, so absent of tone that it was only fact, not brag.
The weirdest thing about all of it wasn’t that the Premier Gemini Witch had such a large presence despite her age and size, but that Kaiza was giving in to it and fawning over her.
Well, a cup of tea and a lack of paperwork or unimpressed eyebrows was practically fawning from the doctor.
Not even Nyx, a literal Devil’s Advocate, or Azrael–as in, yes, the actual Angel of Death–rated that kind of respect.
Zim seriously regretted not asking for more information.
The Premier Gemini Witch was one of twelve members of the Premier Witch Council. The council loosely ruled over the nation’s magical society: the luminaries weren’t a formal oligarchy, but they did have final say on large scale disputes and enforcement of the few laws that existed in their community. Less elected officials and more justices of the peace.
The luminaries were each the strongest of their kind, regardless of heritage or history or training. The Premier Taurus Witch was the strongest earth witch, an old woman over a century old and nearer to dryad than human. The Premier Sagittarius Witch was the only living being to have traveled beyond the planet’s atmosphere without billions of dollars, teams of scientists, tons of metal and rocket fuel, and a government agency.
The strangest thing about the Premier Gemini Witch was not that she had significant influence over the largest vampire clan in the nation–the two subspecies being notoriously at odds with each other–or that she had never undergone any kind of training before becoming a luminary. No, the strangest thing about the Premier Gemini Witch was that she was powerful enough to become a luminary despite only having access to half of her magic.
Traditionally, there were thirteen luminaries on the Premier Witch Council.
Traditionally, there were two Premier Gemini Witches.
The Premier Gemini Witch–“please, call me R”–would be staying in Belleview for one month.
If ever Zim had seen Doctor Kaiza nervous or flustered it was nothing compared to how she reacted to that news: bizarrely, coyly shy, like a teenage girl meeting her idol. Frankly? Zim was freaked the fuck out.
It wasn’t as if he bought into Kaiza’s emotionless, neutral reputation; he’d be a shitty sort-of student if he did–and her weird rivalry with Grey Investigations could only inspired by a level of pettiness born from the heart–but this was definitely a new side of the doctor that he had never seen before.
“But what is she here for?” Zim asked later, as he rearranged potion ingredients back to their original alphabetical organization under Kaiza’s displeased eye.
It was her turn to shrug, uncertain and noncommittal.
The Premier Gemini Witch was there to meet him.
The Premier Gemini Witch knew his mother.
The Premier Gemini Witch was his mother’s sister.
“I came to this town thinking I would reunite with my sister. Thinking that maybe the broken seal on our magic meant that she was willing to see me–willing to open communication, at least. But a year passed and nothing,” the Premier Gemini Witch–R, his aunt, his sister’s mother–said, voice curled around a heartbroken, resigned sigh.
His dad sometimes sounded like that, too, when he talked about Zim’s mom.
“And so I came to this town only to find that my sister has been dead for nearly a decade and I have a nephew whose magic I share but whose name I don’t even know.”
The Premier Gemini Witch–the second, missing Premier Gemini Witch–was Zim.
A/N: just a little redo of the Ot1 series, a different beginning and a different POV. Not as obviously adapted Teen Wolf fanfiction, maybe?
Will get back to Externality, no worries, this was written because I am on my phone and only have data not wi-fi.