Isis P.O.V.
I stared at Orlando in silence. Nikolas was staring at me with interest. I felt uncomfortable. I wish he'd stop.
"What is your abilities?" Orlando asked when he realised I wasn't going to answer. "What can you do?"
I have to answer. But I feel so uncomfortable. "My mother was of magical birth." I finally stated.
Orlando smiled."So you do. What could your mother do?"
Ok. This is seriously making me squirm. Magical beings were hunted down by Gnarrek Jericho. The evil leader of the Voids. Called Voids because they left no one alive in their wake. He had hunters watching and listening everywhere. Talking about this could kill me. I reached for my sword as I saw movement behind Nikolas. A short blond girl emerged from the shadows.
"Who are you?" I asked her as I withdrew my sword and pointed it her way.
Orlando stepped in front of the girl and put his hand out towards me.
"She means no harm. She was told to stay home." He said. Then turned to her. "Why did you follow us? It's dangerous out here. You know that." The girl put her head down."I wanted to see father. I miss him." She said. Then she looked at me."He never spoke about us, did he?"
All eyes were on me now. Again. I didn't lower my sword. Too many people. I'm not used to this."No." I said.
"What was he like?"
I shrugged.
"I remember when I was a baby. He would hug me and play hide and seek." She smiled. "I was always laughing with him. Then he left when I was five."Her smile changed to a frown."He left us. He went to you. He must have made you so happy. He always did us. You were lucky."
I frowned. What? Is this a joke?
"No actually. I was miserable. He pushed me away all the time." The girl looked surprised. "He forced me to practice my fighting skills and my abilities. He wouldn't let me eat or sleep until I got it right. He always said I had to take my fathers place. I would collapse in pain and he would tell me to stop being a baby and get back to practice. The man you describe is so far from the man I knew." I turned away, putting my sword away, and began to walk away. How dare he treat me so bad after being so loving to that girl. I never did anything wrong. I only did what he told me to. I only ever wanted love from him. A hug here and there. A smile. Encouragement. All I got was pain and useless words. Made to practice till my feet and hands bled and my head hurt.
"Wait. Please." The girl said. I paused. "I'm sorry my father changed and hurt you." She walked around me and looked into my eyes."My name is Thalia." She said with a smile. "We are your family now. We will be there for you. We won't ever let you down." Orlando walked around me to join his sister. He put his hand on my shoulder. "I understand now why you pushed me away earlier."He said with a wispy smile."Thalia is right. We are family. We stick together. We won't push you away or force you to do anything. You can eat and sleep whenever you want to. You are your own person. You are not your father. You are Isis Venus Phoenix, DAUGHTER of Ambrose Phoenix. Two separate people. Please let us be there for you."
I stared at the two infront of me. I can't believe this. They were being genuine. They really did want me around. I never had that before. Aremis always said I was a waste of space. He'd say how my father was wrong about me. My father never got to see me. So what did he mean by that anyway?
Nikolas P.O.V.
I watched as Orlando and Thalia tried to talk Isis around. That poor girl. Her life must have been hell. No wonder she was so cautious. Aremis treated her like hell. I suddenly want to grab her and give her a hug. To show her the love she obviously needed. But Orlando and Thalia were doing that right now. Maybe one day she will let me hug her. I won't hold my breath. I felt out of place. Not wanted.
Isis P.O.V.
Orlando and Thalia were hugging me. What the hell do i do? I'm not used to this. People didn't hug me.
Orlando and Thalia moved away and looked at me.
"We should go somewhere a little more private." Orlando said. "We live not far away from here."
Their home looked like an old city high school.Probably was one before the war.
