Hunted.

Hunted_part5-what joy

Hunted_part 5

-what joy.

Jackass:open the fucking gates bitch.

Me:fuck no. go fuck a whore.

Jackass: will get you tomorrow.

Me: bring it perv.

"Whoa sis easy with glint your eyes. I liked the love struck look better." My sister tries to lighten the mood. Its not working.

"ex"

"Oh, is it that the kyle kid guy?" prouncing his name with digust, a glaring glint enteting her eyes.

"yes better known as jackass."

"cheater."

"sorta. Well no, he just wanted in my pants."

"oh"

"yup."

"so who is the new guy?'

"ugh nobody but an annoying dumbass."

"You seem to attract asses." We both crack up at her remark.

"I know right?! Well lets go find auntie kells!" I say giddily. My sister and aunt are my only friends in life, and the only ones who love me. My biological parents died in a hurricane while on their anniversary when I was 7, leaving both me and my sister in the care of our god-parents. And let me tell you, that they are not glittery and don't own magical wands and they sure as hell don't grant my every wish. No instead , they don't even care when I come home, where I am at night, they don't talk to me when I am home, or even care about. My sis moved out as soon as she hit 18, so her house is like my home, and her finace, who is a marine and currently out of the country right now, is really cool and I can't wait to call him uncle, outside my head.

I'm lost in thoughts as me and my sis walk to Auntit Kelly's wooden workshop, behind her humongous mansion. Auntie Kelly like the word auntie better than aunt- she says aunt makes her feel old- she loves the word auntie so much, she named her photography "Auntie Kelly's Photos." Smiling away, my stress drowned away by my aunt's loveable laugh echoing from her wooden workshop. Soon me and my sister are sprinting towards the wooden workshop.

We reach the small door just as time freezes. Oh yeah, auntie is a freezer too, but her power freezes time fully.

"hey babydolls!"Auntie kell says as we enter her workshop.

"HEY AUNTIE!" we chime like we are six.

"what brings you to these woods?" Auntie Kelly asks, snapping pictures of the frozen family. This is the secret to Auntie's world renowned (? a/n what is that word??) photos, how she can work with kids and make them always behave, how she can literally do everything without editing a single photo, and only needing to take a few shots-that's just to pick her favorite angle. Her and my mom had been twins, so my mom used to be apart of this business, plus this is where me and my sister go for history de freak.

"well auntie looks like carmie (car-me) has gotten herself into some trouble, and some boy drama." My sister rats me out.

"well how bad? Bad like being hunted and guy just wanted you to spread like butter?" my auntie hits it right on the nail.

"that exactly. Auntie you suree you aren't a mind reader?" I say, causing my aunt to smile.

"nope but at the convention I went to for the paranormal, showed a pic of you- still concerned on how they got that- and discussed how you are stronger than all combined and should be destroyed. So they put a bounty on your head. The guy thing, hn I can read you like a book, you always get the same look on your face about kyle, but theres someone else isn't there?"Auntie Kelly informs us. Holy shit.

"and you didn't tell me??! And what convention?" I thunder.

"sis calm down." My sister tries to center me.

"teres a convention every year for those you call 'freaks' and apperetly you have powers more than you know about. Which would make sense." My aunt finishes, leaving me blankly confused.

"wait aunit you never told her, did you?"

"no I did not ash."

"wait, smokey (my nickname for my sis) and kells, what don't I know??"

"auntie I think we should tell carms"

"I think so too ash. Come with me chicas." Auntie kells leaves the frozen family and marches to her mansion. Walking briskly through the house with the air of power, my aunt leads us to the parlor. Arriving upon the mauve purple and deep maroon room, my sister and I plop down on the expensive sofa while my aunt retrieves an ancient book from the antique bookshelf.

"Now carmie, you have heard of the witches tale, back in 1781, correct?" auntie directly questions me.

"yeah.... The fourtane told to the mysterious wanderer on the gloomy mysterious night by the witch, better known as mother gypsy the cursed one, in the forest on his way after working hard all day on the ships. The guy later becomes know as the father of us freaks." I reply like a nerd, keeping the fact that this is my favorite story to myself.

"okay now Carm, can you remember what the fourtante said?" my sis urgently asks, her doe brown eyes beady from stress, her blond ringlets wavely hang past her sholders.

"ummm... 'one born in the thirteenth month, on the thirteenth day, in the seventh hour, seven minutes after the first ray, and 13 seconds before the only drop of rain hits all oceans precise, will be gifted with imaginable gifts and powers beyond belief, this one should be feared, but not as bad as the second one, for it shall be far worse.-" I am cut off by my aunt, I notice the grave silence clutters the room.

"and there will be four more to come, each one worse that before," my aunt continues the tale with an unknown ending to my ears.

"the then final one, the last one, the seventh one, will control the world." My sister finishes, gravely matching auntie.

"Great Great Great Great grandmother was the first, born of the sea, great great great grandmother was the second, born of the earth, great great grand mother was the third, born of the air, great grandmother was the fourth, born of the flame, grandmother was the fifth,born of the spirit, and your mother was the sixth, born of the compass." My aunt fills me in.

"Sis. You are the seventh, you were born from the unknown realm, carried in mothers womb for a week. Bread, at last second before the 13th second was up. I am your keeper." My sis, whispers.