The Gift of Three

Prolog

My name is Lotus Jade Renieri and I am a mage. Well not a full one yet but that's not the point. My siblings and I had a horrible task to undergo but there is still more to come. When I was younger I could do things other people couldn't, like when the couch just blew up when I was fighting with my brother when I was four or when my little sister was born and I was so happy I started jumping and couldn't come down from the ceiling. Weird things like this happen all the time at my house. My siblings thought we were just like everyone else, the normality. But we aren't, we have power.

My oldest brother is Howard. My family calls him Howie. He has curly golden blonde locks and light blue eyes, like the sky. He is tall and slender. Howard is also very tan coming from my mother's side even though he looks like my father. He is an introvert always level headed but if anyone, besides him, tried hurting my sister and me they are done for. He is the eldest out of us three at the age of sixteen.

My youngest sister on the other hand has long straight jet black hair that fell to about her waist. She has pale skin and long legs. Her eyes are startling bright blue that make you look in her eyes, no madder what. Even though she is the youngest she can pull her own weight. Winny, as we call her, is only eleven, just over a year younger than me. She was born and bred to be a healer, and she has an abundance of kindness and sympathy. Compared to our brother she looks stronger though that is a total lie. She has the appearance of our mother while I'm odd man out.

I look like no one in the family. I have wavy chestnut brown hair and eyes to match. I have an intelligent look in my eyes and also one that tells people to 'back off.' I'm not freighting really, I'm just powerful. Actually I'm the most powerful one at of all of us. I'm built like a runner with strong long legs and a short torso. My hair is a choppy mess that never lays flat unlike my younger counterpart. Howie and Winny have it lucky they are beautiful and handsome while I'm the one who just sits in the back of class and gets straight A's. Yeah and I'm the powerful one. But the truth is I am. My power is my voice, it rules over people and I can make them do what I want. Not that I make people do what I want often but still it's useful. Typically it just makes people listen to me; I've been told I have a gift for talking which makes sense because I don't stop talking.

Anyways this is the beginning of my story. It has ups and downs and a lot of stupid moments by my brother but hey he's is my brother. Oh and did I mention I'm incredibly sarcastic. So onto the road down death I mean memory lane. Enjoy this reencounter of our tale and maybe we'll see you at the battle verses well you'll see.