The Others

Part 1: David

My name is David Kapachon. A sixteen year old guy with auburn hair and blue eyes. My skin is tanned and I have freckles, I'm rather muscular, but not much, and I'm really fast. My family is a tad bit strange. My twin sister, Shara, Is a redhead, with pale skin and freckles. Her eyes are technicolour. My mother is a blonde, with tanned skin and hazel eyes. Then comes my dad. He has pale skin, jet black hair and grey eyes. He is pale, too.

This is the story of how a seemingly normal world, began to war.

[No, that is not melodramatic. We've been taking

prisoners and braking arms.

They have been KILLING US.]

It all started when my mother burst into flames. I got a bad mark on my English test again. Is it my fault I'm dyslexic? No. But my mother still got angry, even though she has dyslexia too. She wondered how I could read Latin, Ancient Greek, and Hieroglyphics, but not English. She calmed down, and then saw my face. I was terrified. My mother, My thirty-six year old mother, literally burst into flames.

"Tyler! Come down here for a second!" Mom yelled. Her tone seemed not of anger, annoyance, or sadness, but of worry. Dad came down stairs and I no longer had a face of terror, but of childish curiosity. "I burst into flames, He, uh, needs to learn his true potential. Dad's face goes from confusion, to worry, to confusion again. "Now?"

"Now." Mom said."He needs to know. I knew this was going to happen, mainly because he never gets a good grade in English. I prepared a bag, and Shara is going to want to know to. I mean, she is his twin. And because we're all...ahem...Shadahe...they have twin ESP." I thought we had that because we're really close. I mean, we have a pact. When we marry other people, We'll still be in touch. And make sure nothing bad happens. To anybody. Now, I know it's because we were magic. Or, in other words, Shadahe.

At that very moment, Shara ran into the room. I knew why. "What's a Shadahe?" She automatically knows everything I know or learn, and we can talk over thought-waves. We are extremely efficient at projects because there is no arguing over facts, and only over what is better-looking.

But back to the point. "A magic person," Mom says, "A witch or warlock." Shara and I both realized what Mom was saying. "But, magic is powerful stuff. And in the wrong hands could tear this world apart. Your father will teach David, and I will teach you. You'll find out the rest in due time." My mother was forgetting that we will learn everything the other one knows automatically. Though skills were a whole other topic. She's always been the destructive one. I am skilled in construction and healing.

And then it hits me- "But what about school?"

"..." My mom pauses, a little taken aback. Then smiles. "A little known fact about me and your father- we dropped out in our junior year. Abuelita, when she found out, realized exactly what she needed to do- and sent me on a quest to rescue Pops. That's when I found, and fell in love with, your father, actually. So basically- you're dropping out. I'll worry about the specifics."

Dad took me into the woods. He summoned a book bag and said,

"Inside there is a plastic shield to deflect magic with, and a magic book that will help you when you need it most." He handed me the bag,"Look at the book. Ask for a conjuring spell. Conjure an Animal. The book will tell you the right spell." I grabbed the book and opened it. It was blank. I swear. Then, as if some ghosts were writing on the parchment, It began to spell something...

Inprimis a cattus

I looked at my father.

"Hold out your hand and speak the words." He said. " You'll see."

I held out my hand and said the words. The air shimmered. And a guy my age fell from behind a tree.

"What's Your name?" Dad asks as he runs up to him.

"Xaven." The kid said.

Dad turns around and walks to me. "He isn't human. He'll be going with you and your sister for the remainder of your lives. Xaven's a werecat, if you'd like to know."

Just then, we heard an explosion somewhere nearby. Dad smiled. "Thats your sister and Mother." I was confused. I hadn't gotten any mind-traffic from Shara since we left the house. I tried to think-talk to Shara. There was no reply. That's when we heard a howl.