"Go now," the witch said anxiously. "Leave with her before the father awakes. Take her far from here, show her how to control her powers once it is the night of her 17th birthday."
The woman left quickly carrying everything she owned on her back with the child, wrapped in a garment, in her arms. She rushed from her home lands and went far away. She settled in a building that was dark and dingy, the woman was in her old home as a child.
The woman sat down everything she owned and looked at the baby in her arms. "You're my gift," the woman whispered. "And I will take you away from all harm."
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.