Blood Legacy

by mysterieusebelle

My mother had known I was strange since the day I'd started speaking to ghosts. It was then she knew that I'd carried on The Gift. Now, I needed to find someone that would understand.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One

So, it's a little hard to remember what it was like before. I remember the important stuff, like how she smiled, her funny little nicknames for us, everything she taught me but I can't remember when everything changed. I think she knew though, and so did I. I'd known for a long time, ever since one event that I was unaware of tipped fate's scales and set a legacy in motion.

"Are you sure?" I asked, smoothing her ever-beautiful hair with my fingertips. She had always been beautiful. It was a dominant gene in our blood, apparently. The doctor pursed his lips. I'd long ago forgotten his name.

"It would be ideal to find someone who knew; if there's even a slight chance... then, maybe." He was in his late thirties with a round face, neatly trimmed hair and spoke like there was nothing of substance in the world. I wondered if that was actually how he felt. Did he have no passion?

"Well how long do I have?" I looked back down at her, tracing the warm veins of her right wrist. I could see the deoxygenated blood pulsing blue, the oxygenated blood purple.

"Six months." I nodded. It might be possible.