We Don't Talk About the Madrigals

Chapter 2- Who Are You?

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The first few days on their new, massive home were mainly spent exploring the property. It had a multitude of rooms, including a library with a variety of books on weapons, novels, magic, ect.

Alma raised the children much like how she was raised. It was a challenge but with the help of Fuego and Casita, the family was getting by. The garden provided a variety of vegetation and the traps in the woods provided some meat.

The mother would school her children in the library. They learned much through the books they had. Basic education, dark history, physical education.

Most of the time they'd pay attention. That is whenever Pepa's cloud didn't strike lightning. Or when Julieta threw knives at a target, mainly her brother. Or when Bruno's rats didn't scurry on the floor and on the family.

The triplets learned not much about the outside world. Only that it was dangerous, a place where the Madrigal family would never be accepted. A place where their father was killed by them.

They'd visit their fathers grave often, having a seance to talk to him almost everyday. The children loved to talk to him, and he'd love to listen to their mischievous tricks they play on each other.

Julieta's new knowledge on venom and knives grew quite useful, in the kitchen and when spending time with her siblings. She found a box of blades in Casita, ranging from simple cooking knives to large swords, axes, and machetes. She loved to read potion books and make potions, having Bruno do taste testing.

She helped Alma cook the meals, even experimenting ingredients with the potions she makes. As her skills grew with her, she found out that her food could heal the wounded.

Pepa's cloud grew along with her, she even gave it the name Fantozzi. It would continuously rain or thunder above her, even spreading over the household when her emotions grew to the extreme. In her free time, she reads a few of the books in the library, tragic novels being her favorites. She would use her lightning to strike her siblings whenever she wasn't reading.

The only man in the house was the favorite target among his sisters. Yet, he never seemed to be too bothered by it. The boy would often hide inside the walls, attempting to scare his sisters. Most of the time failing.

Bruno's gift took time to understand, but it was later revealed he could see into the future. His eyes would glow green whenever his powers were active.

His visions in his early years were about small events. Animals near the fence and going to be caught in the traps, wandering travelers nearby, what his family would do the next day. Even if it was already predictable.

That is until one day, Bruno had a vision. Not the ones he usually gets.

This one showed something new.

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It had just past their 13th birthday, and the family were telling their father how they spent their day, next to his statue in a small gazebo. They used a crystal ball that glowed whenever they were in contact with Pedro, and an ouija board that connected them to the spirit world.

"Oye," Bruno said. His family looked at him, seeing the boy's eyes glow their signature green light. This was a starting sign showing that a new vision was about to emerge. "I'm getting a new vision,"

"It better not be what I plan on making with this," Julieta chuckled, gesturing to her basket. It was filled with new potion ingredients; a few jars of insects, a frog, leaves and sticks.

"This one is new," Bruno said in a worried voice. He winced as he felt a pounding against his skull. He quickly grabbed sand from his pocket. He kept a large handful with him, to make physical vision slab after his sand ritual.