Fighting Evil

FE: 1. Discovery

Present Day

§ V A L E N T I N A §

"Hola mamá," I greeted, throwing my bag onto the table.

"Oye," she replied with a smile, but not looking up from her device.

I took my phone out of my pocket and quickly texted my friend to tell her I came home. Then I took out my text books to study for the school I wanted to apply to. My mom and I didn't say much to eachother.

Most of the days went like this. My mom would come home at four, from work, and I would come home at five from school and my half-time job at the tech store.

I opened one of the books and opened it to the page I had marked earlier with a sticky note. The reading I had been assigned was about older programs like Python and C++.

The two of us were growing quite apart as time passed. All those years ago when my dad was killed, everyone that was left had completely lost it. We all were in tears, even my brother who promised he would never cry, had nights where his cheeks were wet with tears and he locked himself in his room, occasionally sneak out, and come home drunk.

Then, about a year later, Ethan left. I still remember how I came home with no one at home, but a few hours later, my mom came in and told me that he left. She promised that he would see me again after two years.

Now it had been five years, so my mom and I both knew he was dead. I only wish I had known that my brother was going to avenge my dad, because then I could have gone with him, I didn't care how young I was.

"Valentina, me hazer una taza de café, por favor," make me a cup of coffee please, my mother said. I nodded and left my phone on the table and went into the kitchen of the small house.

"What kind?" I asked.

"Uno café Cortado," she replied.

I unplugged the toaster and plugged in the coffee machine. The machine started when I placed a cup underneath it and I selected the type of coffee I wanted to make. When the coffee was done, I picked the cup off of the stand. It was extremely hot. Maybe even hotter than fire.

I grabbed the kitchen towel and wrapped it around the cup to pick it up.

However, this time it didn't even feel hot. It felt colder...

Suddenly, a burst of fire appeared out of nowhere and lit the towel on fire.

I screamed and dropped the cup of coffee and burning towel in the sink.

"¿Qué es?" my mother asked as I heard her quick footsteps approaching.

"Shit!" my mother exclaimed as soon as she saw the fire.

"Now, watch closely," she demanded, and I knew it meant something because she was speaking English. She held her hand out in front of the sink, and suddenly, I noticed that water was coming out of the tap. It went upwards, not running down, it went up into a bubble of water. I was left completely speechless with my eyes darting back and forth between my mom's hand and the bubble of water, what sort of sorcery is this?!

Once the bubble of water was quite big, my mom drew her hand away, and the bubble wasn't floating anymore and splashed over the burning towel. The fire subsided and left the towel wet.

"What are you?" I asked in shock. "What am I?!"

"Look, Valentina, I think it's time I finally tell you the family secret," my mom said.

"Y-yes, th-that would be great," I stuttered, still completely shocked.

"I'm so sorry that I haven't told you earlier, and I would have, but the time I would have, Leo--...you know, and that's why I decided to keep it a secret until the two of you got your powers," she explained as she was cleaning up the mess in the sink.

"I don't get it, why did you decide not to tell us after that night?" I asked.

"Because the people that killed him wanted him because he was an elementalist, and they tracked him because of his use on his powers," she explained.

"Is that what I am?" I asked. My mother nodded and continued explaining.

"He wasn't the only one they we're looking for."

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Google Translate cannot be trusted.

And if you don't get why Valentina almost never speaks Spanish it's because it's like that in mi casa. My mom speaks Chinese but I still reply in English.