Light filled the small cottage Azrael shared with her brother Philip and her sister Elsa.
Elsa was playing with her dolls on the floor and Azrael was cooking in the kitchen.
"Azrael can you make some potato soup for lunch?" Elsa asked with big brown eyes.
"Sorry sweetie we don't have any potatoes," Azrael said sadly.
"Can we get some from the market? Please?" Elsa said in a sweet voice.
Azrael sighed looking at the 6 year old. "Alright," she said.
Elsa squealed with joy and hugged the 16 year old. "Thank you thank you," she said running out of the kitchen, "I'll go get my cloak."
Azrael smiled grabbing her black cloak and sliding it on. Elsa was waiting at the door
jumping up and down with excitement.
"Azrael! Azrael!" a frightened voice yelled.
A girl with red hair came running out of the forest into the clearing.
"What's wrong, Gin," Azrael asked startled.
"They're coming," the Gin said shaking.
"Who?" Elsa asked.
"The villagers, they know about you and Elsa," the red head replied tears filling her
eyes.
Elsa stared in disbelief hiding behind Azrael, "That's impossible we never used our
magic and if we did we use it it would be for good."
"I know but they don't. Philip told me to get you and take you to the harbor," Gin said
taking Elsa's hand.
"Why the harbor?" Azrael asked fearfully.
Gin didn't answer so Azrael asked again,"Why the harbor?"
Gin shook her head and gave Azrael a look that said later. Gin lead Azrael through the
forest till they got to the harbor. Azrael spotted Philip standing on the docks and Elsa
ran over to him. "I thought you wouldn't make it she will be here any minute now,"
Philip said.
Azrael throw her hands up, "Wait, she? Philip who is she?"
"You know who Azrael," he replied.
Azrael backed away from her brother, fear in her blue/green eyes.
"I had to Azrael," Philip said taking a step closer to his sister.
Azrael pulled away shaking her head. "Look!" Elsa exclaimed pointing to the ocean.
Something big was swimming towards the dock that the three siblings were standing
on. At first it looked like a woman but as it rises they could see that her lower half was
an octopus. Azrael backed away shaking uncontrollably. The woman chuckled and
wrapped one of her tentacles around Azrael lifting her in the air.
"Now Azrael I raised you better than this," she laughed.
Azrael struggled but couldn't brake free, "Let go of me Ursula," Azrael strained.
"That's no way to talk to the person that made you," Ursula growled.
"Mother," Philip said lowering his head.
"Son," she said turning her attention away from Azrael.
"Mother?" Elsa asked.
"Yes child I'm your mother. I made you out of pure magic just like your ungrateful
sister," Ursula said.
Elsa stared at Ursula in astonishment. Ursula turned her attention back to Azrael, "It's
a shame that you turned out to be made of light magic I could have used you."
"You don't own me," Azrael spat.
Before Ursula could say anything a crowed of people burst out of the forest. "There
they are," one of them yelled.
"How dare you threaten me! The goddess Ursula," Ursula's voice boomed,"You should all be punished!"
"No!" Azrael screamed as blue energy surrounded her body making the sea goddess let go.
"You will not hurt these people," Azrael said her eyes glowing.
The energy that was surrounding Azrael expanded till it covered the whole area of the
village and forest area around it.
"I now protect this town and you are power less here," Azreal said.
"But if I should kill you the spell would die with you," Ursula said.
Azrael laughed,"That is were you are wrong if I die the spell is permit."
Ursula glared at her daughter. "Then I'll do this. Azrael you will live forever, never
aging till you the day you remove the spell."
Shock filled Azrael eyes as Ursula spoke. Philip was gaping at his sister's rash and
stupid move and Elsa was looking at everyone confused.
"Now Philip and Elsa let's leave this miserable excuse of a town," Ursula growled.
"What about Azrael?" Elsa asked.
"She is no longer one of us," was all the sea goddess said as Azrael's family
disappeared.
All this happened almost a thousand years ago. Azrael still sometimes looks out at sea
hoping she could see her brother or sister. Till one winter's day.