(Present day)
Elenor POV
I wake up to the smell of something burning. I sit up. Alvar and Rui are tying to make coffee and failing miserably.
"What is that?" I ask, pointing to the slop that is combing for the pot.
"Not my fault." Alvar says. Rui scowls. I roll me eye and stride past them. My eyes are the same as my fathers; light blue with flecks of gold. My hair however, is as blond as my mother's was. I've kept it long, short hair I couldn't ie back.
I'm in one of the Neverseen's many hideouts. This one is an abandoned human warehouse in the middle of nowhere. Prime real estate.
While the two imbeciles fight over the disgusting excuse for coffee, I find Fintan.
He's sitting on a barrel like it's a throne, he blond hair in a braid.
He was drawing something, but he looks up when I enter.
"Are you prepared?" He asks. I nod, a grin spreading across my face. Today is part one of my plan for revenge.
"You know the plan." Fintan nods dismissing me.
I walk back to my bunk, and pull out the notebooks. A copy of my mum's diary, swiped ina raid on Havenfield. The second is a scrappy-looking leather journal, with a burnt corner. Needless to say, that one was my Dad's.
Most of the Neverseen seemed surprised that I didn't hate my Dad for killing my Mum. But they wouldn't understand. I to, am cursed with flames, which sounds poetic, but it really sucks. Brant didn't mean it, and Jolie got very unlucky.
No, the revenge I seek is upon the people who killed my father. Brant wasn't the best father, but he was there. When his supposedly unborn child survived the fire, he raised brought me to the Neverseen.
I could tell he felt the loss of my mum everyday. It ate him up, the guilt. Killing meaningless randos is one thing, but the love of your life? I get why he went a bit crazy.
I want revenge against three people. Grady; if my Dad's hand hadn't been missing, maybe he would have lived. Sophie Foster; if she hadn't caused that's hit, it would have gone off without a hitch and my Ad wouldn't be dead. And Oralie. The murder herself.
How can she live ina crystal castle after destroying someone like him? He wasn't perfect, I knwo how the rest got eh world views us. But he was the one who taught me to use my ability.
Technically, I have two. Both for hcih made the Neverseen very glad indeed to have chosen to help raise me.
Pyrokinesis I got from Dad. That alone makes me valuable. I'm not on any offical records, the council believes I died in the fire along with my mother, but here I am. I have not email, I can do whatever I want.
The second ability is far more powerful. It must skips generation, because my mum never got this. Im only the second one in existence. Grady did one thing right, and that's was passing down his ability. Im the only Mesmer in the Neverseen.
And the only one who, again, doesn't exist.
I check over the notebooks one last time. The fact that Jolie's is in mirror tunes shows that she actually cared about what she exposed. I glance at the beaten up diary on my lap.
I wrote out the plan one more time, before I stand up. I give myself a quick once over in the mirror. My hair's out, so I look pretty much like my mother, if not for the eyes.
I grab my leaping crystal and my other stuff.
"Let's go!" I yell down the hall. Alvar and Rui are meant to be helping me. Both of them appear in the doorway, dressed in their cloaks. I pull mine in, and we walk back through the warehouse. Fintan nods as we leave, his eyes giving a clear message.
Deal some damage, or you're worthless.
"Did you bring the stuff?" Rui asks. I nod. Alvar and Rui create the beam, and the three of us step into the light.
They may not be the best, but the Nevrseen is the only family I have.
I left my plan back at the base. I've memorise sit anyway. It's a simple enough, a few step plan.
1. kidnap Sophie and hold her ransom
2. Catch Grady using Sophie as bait
3. Use both of them as hostages to lure in Oralie.
Their bodyguards could prove an issue. But I have mesmerise them to, so what the big deal. I grin evilly, ready to get some revenge.
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The secret she took to her grave
FanfictionI was lucky to be born. By official records, I wasn't. My name is Elenor Ruewen, and I am the child of Jolie and Brant. My father has never forgiven himself for what happened to my mother, and devoted everything he had into raising me. But he was ta...
