Hey it's Taylor I thought I had a new idea for Leah and Jacob so here it is.

PROLOUGE!

{Leah's POV}

"I never wanted to be like this ever"

"Well dear that's just something you're going to have to deal with"

My abuelita told me.

"Yes abuella I know"

"Good now let's go again, you'll learn to control it"

"Abuelita, I'm tired." I whined.

"All sleep no work; you know when I came up there were no beds…"

My abuella kept going, and I was not in the mood for her over exaggerated tales of the 1930's.

"And we had no food if we didn't work…"

"Ok abuella I'll go, I'll go"

My name is Leah Clearwater. I'm 19 years old and I recently found out I Inherited some…well special powers, from my ancestors, apparently it skips a couple generations, I'm the first and last of my kind, a witch, of sorts, if you can call it that, my abuella, gave it the term manipulative spirit. As In I can manipulate the water, earth, and wind and fire, all the elements. If I m the last then the other who controlled animals, and creatures alike, as well as humans was haunted and killed. That's why abuellita says I can only use my powers in a protective circle, where they cannot be traced or tracked or sensed even. My abuella had read up on it and got prepare in case I would or my kids would come up having the gifts.

She educated herself well if I might add she gave a serious teaching. And she knew a bit of magic herself. But like practitioning, and spells and all that gunk. Even though she couldn't control things with her hands her mind was just as powerful.

{Jacob's POV} (6 years prior)

"Dad, I don't want to do this" I begged

"Well son you have to it's the only way to find out if the legends are true or not."

He said as we were in the grocery store hiding behind the piled canned beans.

"Ok its time."

"But what if I hurt someone, if this thing works?" I asked scared.

"Only one way to find out." He gave me a sad look.

"Ok"

"Ok? Now concentrate on her hands, imagine her dropping the jar"

I did as I was instructed; I focused and imagined her hands moving away from the Jar.

"Nothing's happening Dad, I told you this was all a big joke"

"you're only 13 Jake maybe they just haven't formed yet.

"The legends say on the 13th birthday they shall be given right?"

"Yes, but these things take time; be patient Jake."

I sighed heavily.

"Let's just go dad"

As we continued shopping.

The same lady I'd imagined dropping the glass came on every aisle we were on and I found it kind of suspicious.

When we passed by one another I felt a jolt of electricity like static course through me.

I looked at her eyes and they glowed a bright red and she bared her teeth. They were like fangs but a lot longer and a helluvalot sharper.

Then her hand came up with a ball of fire on it rotating. And all I could hear was,

"JACOB RUN!" and I did, I ran so fast, I forgot I left my Dad behind to defend himself.

The next thing I knew I was running and my father landed next to me in a pile of burned flesh, I cringed and yelled,.

"DAD!"

"he can't save you" the animatronic like voice was so deep I jump out of my skin I ran and prayed for my dad's soul and apologized to god for letting him die. I ran so far I ended up in the forest; I ran until I saw a hollow cave and ran inside to find refuge.

"Oh Jake?", I heard something calling my name, it didn't sound like the thing that was chasing me.

"Oh Jake?" it called again.

I looked around and saw nothing.

"Jake over here, follow me, I can help you" it sounded like a beautiful dream like the girl in the white dress floating.

I don't know why, but I felt as though I could trust the voice so I got up and I followed it.