Celtic

Prologue

The wind howled as it whipped against the tiny rustic cabin. Lizzy sat in the center of the dark, moist room. Her head hanging while tears streamed down her face, hearing his footsteps as he approached she raised her head.
" I swear if you hurt my sister you'll wish you were never born." Lizzy screamed.
He leaned in close, face inches from hers as he said," I don't have to deal with your sister. I just have to watch you and keep you quiet. My buddy's out looking for her."
Lizzy froze, terror started to finally set in as she searched his face for an sign he was lying. Feeling that she was finally understanding what he meant he continued.
" You and you sister are quite a rare pair you know. It's such a shame you don't know who or what you are."