Cursed (mpreg/BxB)

Spell 1

I could only stare at the graves of my parents where they lie, dead, a picture of both of them, platinum blond hair that was my mothers, dads slightly darker blond hair, mums caring baby blues, and dads strong willed bright blue eyes, they're perfect smiles, they're perfectly tanned scan. I placed the flowers down but I refused to cry, I couldn't. my older brother was already crying, I had to be strong. for him. I hugged him as the others left, leaving us family to grieve at our loss. "they're gone..." he sobbed and I rubbed his back "they're not coming back..." I helped him stand, he looked a lot like dad, though his tan skin was a shade lighter and his eyes were closer to mums. we said our goodbyes to our parents before we got in the awaiting limo, and back to our uncles we will go.

You see, I live in a family of white witches, our family has gone for generations without end and someday, we just die, well, we live up too two hundred before it's any day. Everyone through our millions of years of survival, we have always been the same, blond hair, blue eyes, tan skin, and just like an angel. but none of my family excluding my parents and brother, liked me. why? Because, though I have magic, not of a white nor dark witch, but witch powers non the less, I had black hair, a sickly pale complexion and red eyes, and I was ugly though that's self judgement. my family knew why but they didn't tell me, no one would.

That night me and my brother were snuggled up under the blanket of our bed we shared at uncles house "can you tell me...?" I whispered to him

"Tell you what baby bro?" He asked, eyes still closed.

"Why-why am I different?" His eyes snapped open to stare into my own, and I was pleading, I needed to know, I needed to find out.

He sighed and kissed my nose "alright...you sure?" I smiled a little and nodded. he looked away and had a look of thought before he spoke again. "every white witch is the same...." he said quietly "have another white witch mate, love them, have a family who'll do the same..." he looked at me again "are you sure....?" I nodded "when I was two, there was an incident...i was too young to understand at the time...." Tears came to his eyes "mum was so broken for tears...but she gradually became better" he chocked on a sob, remembering mum, broken.

"What happened?" I asked a little worried.

"Ashley....dad wasn't your real father...." my eyes widened "mum was rapped, and she became pregnant with you...thats all I know, But as a white witch, she couldn't defend herself against a human, but then she found out...what he really was"

"What?" I asked shakily

"I have no clue, that's all I know" a wave of exhaustion came over me and my eyes drooped "now go to sleep, uncle said you start you first day at school tomorrow, no more home schooling for you, an actual supernatural school........" His voice drifted out as I fell into darkness.