Chapter 1: I Warned You
This isn't a normal fairy tale. And I'm not a normal mortal. I'm from a secret race of angels called the Death Bringers. Though at the time I had no idea of any of that. I was a normal teenage, a normal high school student –well not that normal-, and had average friends. My adoptive parents were writers, I loved their stories. Well, my moms. She wrote fiction, my dad wrote theists. Any way back to the topic, when I turned 16 I started to change. I could tell you more but I won't. If you want you could read on, but remember if you read on you can't go back. I warn you, this tale has death, sacrifice, love, sadness, and despair. Close this book now if you are too scared… if your still reading this then good job, you're not a total wimp. But remember what you have done, it will not be on me if monsters start showing up around you. Nope, so I give you one more chance… this is on you now. So this is where we begin, it was the day of my 17th birthday October 13th…
"Tempest Black! Get down here!" My adoptive mother Danielle yelled from downstairs. "I do not care that it is your birthday you are going to school!" I grumbled and pulled my pillow over my face and said something incomprehensible.
"I didn't hear movement!" She said. If I had learned one thing over the years with living with that woman is that, you always listen to her.
"I'm up!" I said getting up and walking over to my closet. I grabbed a big neon splatter paint tank, a pair of ripped black skinny jeans, and a bright pink bandeau. I put them on then walked to my bathroom, brushed out my black hair and put some black eyeliner and eye shadow making my electric blue eyes stand out more than before. As I walked down the stairs I heard thumping from behind me, I quickly moved out of the way of Andrew and Luck. They're Danielle's sons, they're older than me by a year yet they still act like their three years old. I looked out the stairwell window and saw a beautiful sight, leaves of all colors falling in a dance. At the time it was my happy place, something black flashed over the window. I leaned out towards the window to see what in the world that was, but there was nothing there. I continued down the stairs trying to shake the felling of what just happened. Well why would I think about what just happened there? I would have just freaked myself out more! Anyways, I sat down beside Andrew in the kitchen.
"You okay Temp?" Luck said. And no I did not write his name down wrong his name is Luck. L-U-C-K. Luck.
"I'm fine." Not. "Why do you ask Lucky?" I said ruffling his brown hair.
"You just seem out of it today is all." Andrew answered for him.
"Well let's hope that passes." Danielle said, setting down our breakfast in front of us. "It is your birthday." She smiled at me. I looked down my food expecting a pancake or something but seeing a cupcake with a 17 candle and says 'Happy b-day Temp!'. I laughed, and got a big happy birthday from Andrew and Luck.
"Thank you."
"No problem sweet heart." There was something in her voice that made me uneasy. She was worried about something. Why she is worried I don't know she's a writer.
"Blow it out and make a wish, will ya?" The twins said. What could be a good wish. I looked up at Danielle. that's it I thought.
'I wish to meet my real parents.' I thought and blew out the candle. Sadly, I had no idea of what that one wish would do.
"Thanks again for the ride, Andrew." I said.
"No problem girly." He said looking in the rear view mirror to looked at me.
"Yeah, I mean it's your birthday! And you're my favorite sister!" Luck said turning in his seat to looked at me.
"I'm your only sister!" They just laughed at me. I spent the rest of the drive sitting in silence. I've always wondered what my real parents were like, it'd be nice if my wish came true but magic didn't exist. I'd be nice if it did though. When we arrived to hell I knew I was going to have a bad day. The popular kids were standing by the door. I'm a target, I don't like it but I am. They say getting bullied builds character. Yeah, character my ass. And there right in the front was Roxy Winters, my ex-best friend since she decided to ditch me for the popular crowd. She has a hard time bullying me but usually pushes those feeling away to look cool. Though, maybe today won't be that bad, she too busy flirting with some guy. Though it doesn't look like he's enjoying it and also I don't think it helps that she has him pinned to the wall. I understand why she hitting on him, he was quite handsome. Dark hair, gold eyes, and what seems like an attitude.
"Hey," Luck said to me. "Wasn't she dating Jack yesterday?"
"Yup. But I don't think he likes it." I heard Andrew mutter something like 'slut' or 'whore'. Andrew dated Roxy, till she cheated on him with a jock. That's another reason why I'm not her friend anymore. I took a deep breath and got out of the car. When I got nearer people started to look at me and whisper. I quickened my pace, but was stopped by an arm. I turned to see the devil herself, Roxy.
"Yes, Roxy?" I said through gritted teeth. She smiled an innocent smile.
"Oh, I just wanted to say hello to my best friend is all!" Plastering on a big fake smile that matched her fake blond hair and boobs. I gave a short sarcastic laugh.
"That's funny! The last time I had a friendly conversation with you we were in ninth grade, then you ditched me for the preps." There were some snickers from the on lookers. Mr. Tall, dark, and handsome was looking at us from behind Roxy. He was smiling at me.
"Come on just do this!" She harshly whispered. I raised my eye brows at her, and gave another short laugh.
"Why should I do anything for you? Little Miss. Fake Tits!" I don't want to have to deal with this shit today. She gasped dramatically and to add affect put a hand to her forehead.
"I can't believe this!" She said turning away from me. "My best child hood friend! Catch me, Jason." And with that turned her back to The boy –Jason- and fell expecting him to catch her. But, instead he took a step back and Roxy fell on her ass. Everyone around us started to laugh at her. I smiled at him in thanks, turned and left. I was late and everyone was in class already. I met up with a few friends before school started and lost track of time. I walked into English, just to see Jason up there talking. 'Where's the teacher?' I thought. Everyone stopped and looked at me.
"Well, hello." Jason said. I waved and walked to the seat at the back. "Actually, Miss, but can you sit were Miss. Winters is right now." Oh my god, he's the teacher. I thought. I turned and saw that Roxy's seat was right were Jason was standing. Roxy and I passed each other as we switched seat giving each other a glare. I sat down in front of Jason, he put his hands on my desk and leaned forward as I leaned back.
"Who are you?" He asked
"Tempest Black." Some people snickered at my name. Jason stood back up and glared at those people. He leaned back on his desk and crossed his arms.
"Violent storm." He said. "Tell me are you violent Tempest?" Two can play at the name game.
"Healer." I said back. "Tell me are you a healer Jason?" He smirked at me.
"I will answer you if you answer me."
"Alright, yes I am violent." There was a snort from the back of the room, but I ignored it.
"Hmm, I'll have to keep a look out on you then." He said smiling at me. "And yes I happen to be from a line of Healer. But maybe not their kind of healer." A boy in the middle row raised his hand.
"What do you mean by that, sir?" He asked. I don't think Jason expected anyone to catch that. He looked fazed for a second then answered.
"Well, my family are a different kind of doctors then you have. Some fools called us witch doctors, but we're just Healers."
"You're talking in present tense, sir." I said. This guy was like, what? 20? 21? How can he be a teacher, where's Mr. Botticelli? It's a month in, who is this guy?
"Who said those people weren't alive? Explain that Miss. Black." He said. I was stumped, the only explanation was… well I don't know. He noticed that I was trying to find a reasonable answer but couldn't find one. He gave me a laugh. "It's been passed down through generations Miss. Black, My grandfather." I felt stupid now. For the rest of the class he was explaining a book report to us about the Salem witch hunts.
"Remember, these are real events, they might be changed a little bit. They are very real." The bell went. "Miss. Black stay after class. Everyone else dismissed." Roxy was the last one to leave the class room.
"Hi." She said flirtatiously. "How about you let her go and we can-." Jason cut her off.
"One, you are a student. And two, I am a teacher. So get out Miss. Winters." Roxy looked as if she just got slapped in the face with a cod fish. I had a hard time keeping in a laugh. Oh please let this guy be an actual teacher! I'd love English for now on!
"So Miss. Black I have some questions for you." He said pulling up a chair to sit on the other side on my desk.
"Okay. Shoot."
"Why are you named Tempest." I've never had that question before. They usually just laugh at my name. I pulled out my silver ten edged star necklace from my neck.
"When I was a baby, I was found on Danielle's door step, there was a note with my name. Other than that I don't know." I finished. He was looking at me intensely. His golden eyes looked like liquid gold still flowing in his eyes. They held so much knowledge. I found myself leaning in to see them better.
"Time to go, Tempest." He said breaking the trance.
"I'm sorry what?" He was getting up. He started muttering to himself looking out the windows and locking them.
"Umm, sir?" I said wailing over to him grabbing his shoulder. He was looking out of the window gazing at something. I followed his gaze and saw something I probably shouldn't have. There was a green dragon, lion thing. It was tarring apart all the cars in the lot with its razor sharp teeth. Jason finally looked at me in worry.
"They're here." He whispered. I looked at him in confusion dropping my hand.
"They're here." He said in a normal voice. "We have to get going." He started to rummage through his desk.
"Hey teacher dude! We-" He cut me off. I guess he found what he wanted. I stared wide eyed at the dagger he passed me, himself holding a sword. Where did he get these?
"My names Jason. Not "sir" or "teacher dude". Now we need to get going before they get here. They already sent their men in a while ago. Lock the door." I just stood there staring at him. "Lock the damn door!" He yelled at me. I ran over to the door fumbling with the lock before actually getting it the door locked. I heard feet coming down the hall sounding like an army going into war. Jason must have heard it too since he started to scramble pushing the desks revealing a star in a circle.
"Umm?" I asked hesitantly. He pulled me into the circle, then he closed his eyes and started to chant.
"Spiritus invoco nobis parentes fratres nostros ad nos! Nos ad Domina Alfwine!*" The door broke in and we flashed away in a bright blinding light. The last thing I heard was footsteps and me grabbing onto Jason's arm.
So, I'm thinking of re-starting this (I just fixed the many problems in this chapter, and there are still probably more). I've been rereading it and I think I should try and write some more, now it won't be as fast of an update time, but there will be updates.
Spiritus invoco nobis parentes fratres nostros ad nos! Nos ad Domina Alfwine: I call upon the spirits of my ancestors help us make our way to our brethren! Take us to Lady Alfwine!
Scar :}