Ghost Ores

What is Happening 2

Yashmin's POV

We all wait patiently for answers while they argued with each other in hush tones.

"Granddad can somebody just tell us what's happening", I asked.

He paused momentarily and glanced at me with teary eyes.

"Xena-Herra and Yashshauna are sisters", shouted Sarafena.

Granddad turned to face Sarafena.

"You heard what Karma said."

Gasps erupted throughout the room.

"What I am to do. Let our children die for a guarded secret we died with", said Sarafena.

Granddad opened his mouth to give us a explanation but then the voice interrupted.

"And that's all I need", said Karma. Then she appeared. I could now see her. With one wave of her hand, Granddad and Sarafena was gone.

"Wait", groaned my weak mother as tears stream down her face.

With another wave of her hand mom and Xena regain their strength almost like magic.

If this was the actual Karma people been making reference too. I think she is actually much nicer. I said to myself.

"No actually am a bitch!", she said before giggling and vanishing.

The room remained silent. As mom amd Xena slowly regain their composure. I was mostly focusing on the fact that Karma could read my mind.

"Sisters", said Xena.

"How could he do that", said mom. "This is a secret we could of both died not knowing", said my mom, as she get up and walked out the room. I attempted to follow behind her. But my father stopped me and told me, he would handle it.

"So it's aunt Xena-Herra huh", I said as I looked at her.

"I think you're mother is right", she said as she got up and existed through our front door.

"Ok so all the adults are just walking out the room huh Yash", said Maxwell.

I didn't answer him and proceeded to do the same. He held on to my hands in an attempt to stop me.

"Let go of me!.......I have nothing to say to you", I said.

"Well too bad cause we are betrothed and I have something to say to you", he said.

"You must be joking, as the last time I checked. You were my bestfriend's boyfriend", I said to him.

"Now let go of me", I repeated sternly and when he didn't get how seriously I was. I opened my mouth and exposed my fangs.

He then smiled warmly as he tighten his grip.

In all my anger, I threw him off his feet and unto his back. I was astonished at the strength I possessed.

But of course Maxwell wasn't just going allow me to just do as I pleased with him.

The moment I attempted to walk off again, he had tripped me and I fell quickly within his arms and on his chest.

He looked at me and smiled and I may have even blushed a little.

"So you like that huh", he said.

I felt instantly embrassed by his remarks.

"Let go of me", I said as I struggled to my feet.

He joined he. "Let's not argue Yash, you just found out you have an aunt. It's times like this, we need each other the most."

"But how can this be ok Maxwell?"

"How will we ever come back from this?"

"You would be surprised Yash, a family that loves each other is the strongest unit ever", he said as he open his arms to hug me.

I know I should but I allowed him to embrace me in his arms. And while I was there leaned against his chest. I couldn't help but feel like everything was going to be ok. I felt safe but also disgusted.

Leona's POV

I awoke in my bed with this unsettling feeling. I felt tired and confused. The last thing I remember was my mother have a psychotic break. I must get up.

I felt will, even though I was willing myself to stand. My body was refusing. In all my struggles I stumbled to the floor.

In came my mother, "take it easy, be gentle", she said.

"Mom, I was just coming to see you...........are you ok?", I asked

"Of course I am, don't you remember?"

"Remember what?", I asked.

She came to stand over me on the ground, as she stretched out here hand. I took it and struggled to my feet. Once I gained my footing. She let go of my hand. Place her hand on my shoulder and led me towards my mirror.

"Look!", she said and just like that I knew I was right. Her mental state was once again degrading as when I glanced up on the mirror. All I saw was me and her.

"Look!", she said again and when I did, this time I was horrified. The sight I saw send screams echoing from my vocal cord.

I stumbled backwards trying to escape its sight but it mirror me in movement.

"What are you?", I said and when it said it back. I realized what it was, was me. Within that instance the memories came back like a violent river flooding its banks and deviating from its natural course into the path of others. Like a dam through the wall meant to contain it.

I remembered the sound my neck made when it snapped in my mother's hand.

"You killed me!"

"No, I merely open your eyes to what you are."

"What am I?" "This..........this............horrible ugly thing, mother I am a teenager." "I can't go to school like this, I have a boyfriend ".

"Look at me am hideous!", I shouted,

"Hideously beautiful", I heard a voice say.

I turned around to the direction where the voice was coming from to see my mom kneeled before the figure.

His slender frame, stood tall. His hair white as snow, eyes dark as midnight. Lips red as blood. His skin dried and wrinkled, to the point where it looked like chapped lips. He also was emanating a very foul smell. It was a cross between rotten cabbage and a dead horse carcass.

I gagged as I covered my nose.

"It will be better, if you let it in all at once ", he said.

"I can't", I said momentarily pausing. "You smell like...."

"Death", he responded as if he was reading my mind. "For that is who I am, I am death and you are my bounty hunters"