○Mid 1400's ~ Ireland○

Shadow figures danced gracefully in a circle of standing stones with lit lamps as the sun glimmered its rays peaking throug the branches of the forest during an eclipse.

Flames appeared shifting to a group of villagers chanting, "WITCH! WITCH! YOUR A WITCH! WITCH! WITCH! YOUR A WITCH!" with fire torches, pitch forks and wooden crucifixes in hand as they stood outside of an estate one night.

"This doesn't look good," a middle aged man said closing the curtains then turned to his family.

A woman no older than the man dressed in a midieval era dress with her grey hair up in a tight bun agreed."We should run and head for cover." she suggested turning to a woman with curly brown hair and brown eyes.

The brunette shook her head, "They'll know."

Groaning. "There's got to be another way."

The young woman as she clutched her chest where she felt a sharp, agonizing pain.  Frightening images flashed before her eyes taking shape of a man surrounded by shadowy fog with piercing purplish-red eyes shot to the ground then slaughtered by the hunters. "Oh my God." She murmured in shock and heartbroken as she came out of her vision.

"What is it?"

"How is he?"

She didn't answer. And that was enough to tell them what happened to they're son.

"No! Not my son! Not my precious son!" her Mother-In-Law scream and bawled, collapsing into her husband

"Mommy," she turns to the voice of a small girl around ten years old, her face etched with concern, "What's happening?"

A small worried smile tugged at her lips, "Your going to be ok Willa," went over and knelt down and wraps her arms around her small frame. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

"Then why are those people out there yelling?" the girl known as Willa asked.

"I don't know child."

"Its not because who we really are right?" Tears brimming in her eyes.

"Hush now." she hushed her and pulled her into a hug. Parting a little where she can see her only child, she whispered, "I want you to listen to your grandmama and papa and do as your told and stay safe and be strong. You promise you will do that?" Not sure what she getting that, Willa stiffly nodded. "Very good, and I want you to keep your identity a secret until time comes understand?"

"Yes mama."

"I love you," she looks up at the family, "All of you." She got and gave them one more look before headed to the door.

"Forgive me Jon." she murmured to herself.

"Vada what are you doing?!"

She kept going.

"Vada?"

Her hand touched the knob and twisted the door open.

"Vada?"

"VADA DON-"

"There she is!" The main leader pointed.

Winni hid her face into her grandmother's close as she blocks out the sight as the guards drags her mother away to be burned to her death.