Murderer.
Murderer.
Murderer.
Those words rang in Allison's head. She was 15 now and was moving into another house.
House Number 12.
This was Allison's twelveth time moving. All because she has powers. Power to change minds,fall in love, make fire, and make objects move around. She couldn't control them. She was sick of moving. Sick of being accused of everything.
She touched the amber pendant that was around her neck. Mrs.Lawson had given it to her. Mrs.Lawson used to babysit her mother and Laura had left the necklace there.
"I miss you mom." Allison whispered.
"Come on,Allison." Mr.Henderson said. Allison threw her bags in the trunk of the Range Rover.
The Hendersons were wealthy. Mrs.Henderson was a fashion designer and Mr.Henderson was businessman for a big company.
Allison opened the car door and sat down on the leather seat. She was exhausted and decided to take a nap since it was going to be a two-hour drive.She closed her eyes and instantly fell asleep.
Allison was in a dark room. Then a flame broke through the darkness. A silhouette stood next to her.
"Who are you?" Allison asked in fear. She didn't know what was going on and she was scared.
The silhouette said nothing. It stood there. No movement,no sound.
"Who are you?" Allison said louder.
"I'm Artemias. Leader of the witch world." Artemias moved closer and the flame showed her face. Artemias was a beautiful woman with white sillky hair and crystal blue eyes. She looked young.
"What do you want from me?"
"Your soul." Artemias touched Allison's skin with the fire.
Allison awoke,tears stinging her eyes.She had been having that dream for a few months now and it wouldn't ever leave.
"Allison?" She looked at Mr.Henderson.
"Yes?"
"Are you alright?" He asked. His green eyes held worry.
"Yeah,I just miss my mom." She grabbed the pendant. Mr.Henderson opened his arms.Allison hugged him. She needed comfort and some rest.
"I know you miss your mother. This is a new home for you and you'll have a lot of fun here. Come on, do you wanna meet your sisters?" Allison nodded her head. She was eager to meet her new sisters. They both climbed out of the car. Mr.Henderson opened the trunk and grabbed Allison's bags.
"You know, I can carry my own bags."Allison giggled.
"Yea,I know. I'm just going to help."
"You don't need to do that. I can do it myself." Allison grasped the bag from Mr.Henderson's hand and made her way to the house. Well,she wouldn't call it a house. More like a mansion. The mansion was made of bricks and had two balconies in the front.
I bet there's more. Allison thought. A little girl ran out the front door and ran to Mr.Henderson. She hugged his leg.
"Daddy! Daddy! Bridget is trying to catch me." She said. Mr.Henderson laughed.
"Miranda, meet Allison,your new sister." Miranda looked up and saw Allison. She had the same eyes as her father. She had blonde hair that was pulled back in a ponytail tied by a pink ribbon.
"Hi,Allison." Miranda ran over to Allison. Miranda jumped up trying to hug Allison.
Allison crouched down and hugged Miranda. Allison already liked Miranda. She seemed like a sweet child.
Another girl came through the door,out of breath. She looked around Allison's age. That must be Bridget.
"Hi,dad." She smiled and hugged her dad.
"Is this the famous Allison we've been waiting for?" Bridget asked.
"Yea,I'm Allison." Allison smiled and put her hand out. Bridget shook her head and hugged Allison.
"We don't shake hands here." Bridget smiled.
"I've noticed." Allison laughed. They all laughed together.
"Where's mom?" Mr.Henderson asked.
"Oh,she's in her office. You know scheduling fashion shows and hiring new people. The usual."
"Mr.Hender-" Allison was cut off by Mr.Henderson.
"Call me dad." He smiled.
"Ok,dad. Can someone show me my room?"
"I can." Bridget volunteered. Allison nodded and entered the house after Bridget entered.The house was bigger than it was outside. Allison gaped at the crystal chandelier hanging in the living room.
"C'mon,Allison." Bridget was halfway up the stairs.Allison ran after her.
"Here we are." Bridget announced as she entered a room. The room was painted teal blue,Allison's favorite color. There was king-sized bed in the middle of the room. Next to the bed was a white nightstand which held a lamp. There was a flat-screen televison placed on the wall in front of the bed.
A desk was just right under the tv with a MacBook placed on it.
Allison was already starting to like the place.
