Allure

Chapter 1: Wax Sealed Normality

Married right out of high school, the Kim's were a happy and loving couple. Living in the countryside of England, tending to their farms.

It wasn't long before Luna become with child.

The Kim's couldn't have been any happier the day they greeted their daughter into the world on a crisp October afternoon of 80. A small blonde, green eyed beautiful baby they named Allore. Allore Kim. 

Allore grew up with wonderful parents, both loving and accepting of her odd nature.

They say that witches or wizards have moments as they grow up that show their power. However with very normal human parents, these were all put aside as Allore having a large, overactive imagination.

No, there were not pixies in the woods that stole her things.

No, you didn't make that move, it must have been the wind when your father opened the door. 

It is always hard for people that are normal to see the magic in others when they have never even heard about it let alone seen it.

However even with her parents not believing her, Allore knew there was something about her that wasn't...well, normal. Never had any of her friends had the same issues. Never had they made something happen by thinking about it. Never had they seen a creature that wasn't in their books in the library at school. 

It became a game to the other kids to let Allore know just how odd she was. That is until she stopped telling them anything. Why would she want to tell them anything when she knew they would just turn around and use that information to mess with her? Allore wasn't the brightest in school work. However this was something she did understand. Slowly closing off around her classmates.

Her parent Luna and Nathen, were of course always kind about their disbelief. However her classmates made her bright and cheerful attitude seem to hide inside her head. Her parents assuming she had realized at her age that of course she had given up on such fantasies.

Unaware that after turning 11 in October that this would be her last year, normal.

Kicking her long thin limbs, swirling the pond water with her foot. Watching the frog hop from lily-pad to another. It was a hot day, but being by the pond seemed to drop the temperature nicely. Or maybe it was the cool water on her feet that cooled her down. Either way, the sun beat down on Allore as she continued to watch the frog. It had been a long day of chores, however her plants seemed to be growing more than they should of course. That was not a bad thing in Allore's mind. If she was going to be weird at least this was not as noticeable.

Deep in her own thoughts Allore continued to swirl the water. So lost in thought she didn't see her mother appear. Dirty from the farm work, there was something else on her mother mind that seemed to twist her face into worry. "Allore dearie, will you please come with me to the house. There is someone here that needs to speak to us, all of us." The added part knowing Allore would wonder why she was being called on as well. Usually Allore was put outside when adults came over. If her mother face didn't already show something was happening, this definitely would have set her curiously off.

Standing she nodded. "Okay mum," was all that she said as they started the small trek back up the hill to the house. "She wanted to ask who it was asking to speak to all of them. Her mother seemed...worried but not in the way Allore was use to seeing as she had grown up.

Stepping into the small house behind her mother she found her father serving a cup of tea to a thin women in a robe. Her hair pulled back tightly on her head, her glasses on the tip of her nose as they came in. Standing a smile on her lips. "Allore?"