Chapter fifteen

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My thoughts were overtaken by Alexandria, my newfound younger sister. She became unfrozen and landed on her back. She howled a bit when I helped her up and dusted the dirt off her shoulder.  

“Clara, what’s going on?" she asked. 

"Alexandria...she's my..." I stammered.  

"I know she's your sister, and we are sisters as well. I heard that part. It makes sense now," she responded to comfort me. We shared a smile and a brief hug, but something occurred to me when we pulled away. 

"That's why she's time traveling. She's trying to change our family history," I answered. 

"But if she does that, our family won't only be effected. Everyone else will as well." 

Alexandria responded.  

Time travel made my brain ache, but I knew she was right. Messing with history could change everything. For all I knew, the time period I returned to wouldn't be the one I left.  

"I think I almost have everything figured out, but I need to follow her. You need to go back home and stop Jekyll,” I said.  

“Jekyll, what about him?" Alexandria asked.  

"He didn't just make a deal with Dracula. He made a deal with Moriarty too. I just need to reason with her. Even if she's gone crazy, she's my sister," I responded.  

"Are you sure that will work?" Alexandria asked.  

“No, but I have to try," I answered. 

"Be careful, Clara. If she's anything like Jekyll, she might be too far gone," Alexandria cautioned. I appreciated her concern, but I shook my head. 

“No, I can't think that way, because you never give up on family. Family cares about you even when it hurts," I responded. There was a look of enlightenment on her face. Yet she turned back into her wolf form and ran off. When she was gone, I could almost see an image in my vision. Used to my visions now, I didn't fight it and my eyes lit up with white. The evil red book was on the table meant for five people. A child cried in the background, and the pages of the red book flipped by themselves.  

The book seemed to be infinite, and when it landed on the page with a photo of twin girls.  

"There powers are just too strong, Mina,” an unfamiliar voice spoke up in my vision.  

“It's Enola Holmes and Abraham. Please, you can't really be considering splitting them up. They are my children!" a female voice called. I couldn't see the couple, but I heard the sound of a slap and a yelp. Despite my efforts, I could almost feel the slap against my cheek. I recognized this couple now. It was Alexandria's parents. I coughed and felt my teeth grind against each other almost getting sharp. Something that had never happened before even with all the toothaches I had experienced in the past. When I coughed again, I thought two of my canine teeth had fallen out. As I could taste blood in my mouth and something hard against my cheeks.  

"One is half vampire and almost killed you. The other is the product of rape. I can't stand looking at them. So, I will send them far away where they can't turn on us," Abraham responded. The photo I saw got ripped only held together with tape. A year wrote itself in blood. 1999 was what I saw, and my vision ended before I could see more.  

"I won't let you go down this path, Marina, and I don't know what you've gone through, but I'm going to find a way to fix this," I declared as tears rolled down my face. 

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