digi-gal-rox:fist charmed fic. short'n'sweet... i guess.

Summary: "Stubborn," his mother had said, "She is definately your daughter."
Sunset

He smiled softly at the small girl in his arms. The orange... the red... the yellow lights made her glow.
"Looks so much like mum..." he whispered. Just like his mother, the small girl had dark hair and dark eyes. Everyone agreed as well. The girl was only six, but she already had promising powers. Both which she inherited from her grandmother and father. It had been two years since the death of his wife. Almost three years since the death of his parents. His daughter was the youngest of them all. His brother's son. His cousins children.
"Stubborn," his mother had said, "She is definately your daughter." he never expected that. He chuckled softly, as his cousins ran by, rounding up the children. It was a new generation. A new order. Evil still existed. And they all did their best to fight them; the warlocks, the demons. The girl slowly opened her eyes, looking at her father.
"Daddy?" he looked down at her and smiled again. She was definately his mother's grand-daughter. Her resblance was uncanny.
"Let's go inside shall we?" she nodded. His older brother stood at the door way, a familiar grin on his face. His daughter quickly reacted, lifting both her arms, blowing up the water bomb in his hand, soaking him. She laughed happily and triumphantly. Both boys laughed. Smiling at his younger brother, the older one went inside, drying him self up. The younger one smiled at his daughter, placing her down. They both turned to watch the rest of the sunset. It was magical. She held onto her father's hand, as a gust of wind blew by.
"Daddy... why did you name me after gramma?" she asked timidly.
"Don't you like the name?" he teased.
"I like it. But everyone..." he gripped her hand tightly.
"I like the name to.." he said softly, "It suits you as well." she smiled at him, releasing his hand, hugging his leg tightly. He ruffled her hair. "And also because..." he didn't need to finish his sentence. She somehow know what he was going to say. Together they stood, watching the sunset, as the children ran by, laughing. She beamed up at her father, before joining the children. His older brother appeared beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"She isn't the only one," the older one said, "Her cousins as well." the younger one nodded, looking away.
"A destiny to fulfil." he murmured. The older one forced a smile to his brother.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I am now."


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