Born in fire [A Wednesday x OC story]

Prologue: Baptism in fire

"Jacob! Go feed the cows!

-Yes, I'm going father!"

A young man ran out of the modest house. He was around 12, raven black hair and vibrant blue eyes. His clothes were typical of the 17th century's working class. His hand, despite being those of a young teenager, were already bruised and calloused. It was proof that he's been working for his whole life. After all he was the son of a farmer and among the four members of the family only three could work in the field.

Jacob's father, John, was a tall and muscular man. He worked his whole life in the field and was proud of it. As soon as he could he left his father's farm, a drunk bastard, in the state of New York and went all the way to the sate of Massachusetts to make his own life. He was young and smart but uneducated because of his life in the field.

When he arived in the state he was barely 15, he worked tirelessly for almost 10 years before being able to get his own land aand from here on out his life became better. He built his own farm, cropped his field, got two cows and some chickens.

Just before he was 26 he met his wife, It was love at first sight. She was a white woman bastard child of a slave owner, she had to run away from her home and has been wandering ever since. Two years younger than John and educated enough to teach basics Amy fell in love with him at first sight too.

One year after their marriage Jacob's big sister, Margaret, was born. It was a child born from their love, not a child of obligation like in a forced marriage. She had John's brown eyes and Amy's blonde hair. All was well. John was a loving husband and father,  he held his wife in the highest regard possible. If one had to actually look at their relationship they would see that Amy was the dominant one, not in a bad way but because John's love made him like a docile sheep. And four years after Margaret's birth Jacob came into this world. It was a very difficult birth that left Amy with a very weak health and body. The child was strong like his father, he grip strength was already insane when he was a newborn. He had his father's raven black hair and his mother's vibrant blue eyes and pale skin. 

After Jacob's birth John started to work more in the field to compensate for his wife's inability to work. He didn't resent her or Jacob, he had no right or will to. He just had to work hard, like he did all his life. And if that allowed him to keep a roof over his family's head then he was happy.

After some yeard strange events started to manifest around Jacob. Wind would sometimes blow only around him, rain would sometimes avoid him and John once saw lighting fall right at the spot Jacob pointed, a few miles away.

John eventually confronted his wife about it. They were no christians. Actually they both had a deep disdain for religion. Amy's father was a devoted christian but a terrible person who neglected and abused her. It was the same thing for John's father, he was drunk but still devoted christian, or rather a puritan, who abused John during his childhood and cheated multiple times on his wife.

And while they were no believers John knew what Jacob probably was: a witch. He never thought anything about them, but most people were devoted puritans in Salem. And if news of this were to be known Jacob would have a rope around his neck the following morning.

It was then that John's life took a turn. His wife confessed that she was a witch. And his daughter too, it's just that Amy taught her how to hide it.

Amy told her husband that witch's powers should only appear in the women of her family. Jacob was a first. An anomaly she wanted to say, but she decided to keep it to herself.

The following years were pretty much normal for the young man. He had learn to hide his powers from hiss mother, how to manage a farm from his father. Or rather the field work, the financial and aministrative aspect was handled by his mother, who was the most educated of them all. And while she had teached them how to read and count she was still the best at this.