Shift

by Lovely Musical

What happens when everything as you know it...shifts? Things from your past pop up again, 100 years past due. People you know you know, but can't place where? A jealous rival 100 years old bent on ruining all of their lives? And the one girl at the middle of it all. Who is she, and how does she know?

Author's note: This first chapter is somewhat repetitive, so I'm sorry for that (not really). The chapters might get more confusing before it gets clearer, I can't say much without giving the story away.

Enjoy

So much has changed in the hundred years I've seen you. I left home with the love of my forever, almost lost my first and only child when my husband campaigned ardently against her birth. My life was saved and ended with a sister's healing touch and that first bite

But I still thought of you.

I stole into my old house in the dead of night, and erased the pain the memories held, knowing I would never see you again.

But I still thought of you.

I raised my daughter as I had helped raise you, turning two mere months after you were born, and my husband and new family helped dull the pain left by leaving you.

But I still thought of you.

I cried as much as I was capable when I learned that you had caught ill, and death had called you home when you were only seventeen. I went to that old house collected a few trinkets to reconcile the memories that this family had existed. The ring you had given me on my seventeenth birthday stayed on my icy hand, meaning as much to me as my wedding ring and my daughter's locket that rested so gently against my non beating heart.

But I never stopped thinking of you.

My daughter grew strong, and her attitude reminded my so much of you it was almost heartbreaking to behold. She had a pianist skill, her fingers flying over the keys with a greater ease that either of us could have hoped to imagine. Our family moved multiple times while my new sister saved countless lives with the power that seemed to flow through her veins.

But even with all of this, I still though of you.

Standing here now, as a century old enemy holds power over me I could have never imagined, I am paralyzed. Everything I have is gone, my husband, my daughter. That witch reaches out a cold hand and places it on my chest, letting the cold radiate through me.

Something was changing inside of me; my mind was being molded like clay on a potter's wheel. I was being pulled away, and a submissive child was being put in my place. I couldn't protest, and as I fell into that dark nothingness that lay beneath me…

I thought of you.

So, tell me what you think (and who you think this might be - you might all be surprised :)

Lizzi