The short life of Kyrah Swanson

Chapter 8 | Year One

     Kyrah awoke with a splitting headache, the back of her head blazing with pain.

     "Ouch!" she yelped as she sat up and touched the back of her sore head. She looked down at her blood soaked hand and then around her, Cole was also there but he seemed unharmed.

     Kyrah felt slightly annoyed with Cole but couldn't think why, how did they get here, and more importantly where were they? She stared around and noticed that they were in some kind of  house, or maybe it was shack. By the looks of it someone recently inhabited this place, someone that was quite destructive and large, the doors were ripped apart and some parts still clung on a hinge, the walls were all scratched up and by the looks of it there seemed to be fine bones such as from a chicken laying about.

     Kyrah instantly made a grab for her pocket and found that her wand was missing; she groaned loudly as she got to her feet, softly she walked over to Cole and shook him, "Come on Idiot, wake up!" she whispered at him angrily.

     For some reason she was mad at Cole, but she couldn't remember why, then she hear someone entering the room and everything came rushing back to her. The woman at the pond and Cole attacking her.

     The woman stood in the door and laughed at Kyrah. Kyrah spun around, noting that she shouldn't do this because her head felt all fuzzy and she almost toppled over onto Cole.

     "That won't help sweetie, I gave him a sleeping drought." She said to Kyrah with a wicked grin on her face. Kyrah instantly felt in Cole's pockets for his wand, but the woman stuck out her hand to show her the three wands in her hand.

     "Looking for these?" the woman said in a soft sing-song voice.

     "What do you want?" Kyrah asked her, she stopped and gave her a mocking grin.

     "Just to talk dear."  she replied, still in that irritably sing-song voice of hers.

     Kyrah couldn't seem to agree with her, she did after all attack them... didn't she? Looking over at Cole again and remembering him disarming her and that she toppled over and struck her head because of him.

      The woman gave Kyrah a sweet angelic smile, "Now let's talk shall we?" she said and pointed to the door leading out of the room. Slowly Kyrah rose up and followed her, what other choice did she have?

     As the two walk she gestured to an unmade bed in another room it looked as though the havoc followed whoever slept here. Kyrah sat down slowly her head still pounding. Evangeline stared at her.

     "You took quite a knock to your head." she said making Kyrah stick her tongue out at her.

     "Bravo," Kyrah replied angrily, "Wonder what gave it away."

     She gave another soft chuckle. "I've known Angeline a long time, such a shame she ran off with that evil man." She looked at Kyrah a devilish look in her eyes.

     "What man?" Kyrah asked her forgetting for a moment about her throbbing head, "What do you know about my mother?" 

     The woman laughed again, "Your stubborn father dear." 

     Kyrah looked at her with shock, "But that's impossible, my dad was a muggle." 

     The woman gave another loud bark of laughter; Kyrah notice that she wasn't as beautiful as she first thought. Something was strange and amiss.

     "Your father wasn't a muggle sweetling, your mother tried to protect him. He had a great and very powerful treasure you see and she didn't want any one in our family to find out that she was involved with him, especially our father. So she ran away with him and they had you. I couldn't follow her because she concealed herself from me, you see your dear mother was dying because she had made the unbreakable vow! But then a few years ago I started noticing her powers again, and I followed it... Can you guess what I found instead of that filthy sister of mine? She had forgotten to conceal you, and then she ran away leaving you with our Aunt."