Hey y'all! I know I'm just a starter at writing stuff here so correct me if I'm wrong in any grammar related issues [i.e. spelling, punctuation, etc.]. Also, reviews are greatly appreciated. I'll try to respond to them more often. This is a semi-AU multichap so I will be posting updates once every week. Apologies in advance if I don't get to update in time.

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Mr. Francisco Alonso had just passed away two nights ago. It was too soon. He was a good man. Everyone was still coping with this. Not only did it bother Emma, but the whole school as well. He was the principal of the school, father of the Chosen One, and what it looks like is that he's also the only one who can shut Gigi up.

Most of the students and Emma's relatives attended the viewing at a funeral home. Emma was quietly sobbing on Jax's shoulder, Ursula was bawling her eyes out on her Maddiewinky, and the visitors sent their condolences to Emma.

A middle aged Latina with brunette locks silently sat next to Emma. She saw that the deceased man's daughter was weeping on her boyfriend's shoulders and her being comforted by him. She lightly tapped on her shoulders, catching her attention.

The distressed witch's eyes lit up as she saw the woman, although she still had puffy eyes from crying. "Tía Theresa," she gloomily greeted and hugged her.

"Emma, can I speak with you?" her Aunt Theresa politely asked. They walked out of the funeral home and sat at a wooden bench underneath a tree right outside.

"So," Emma sniffed, "What did you want to talk to me about?"

Her aunt held her hand and told her the announcement. "Since you have no guardian to be with you right now, I invite you to come with us back to Vancouver."

The young witch raised her eyebrows and pulled her hand back. "Are you serious?"

Theresa's reaction had a bit of disappointment written on it. "Mija, no..."

"But... what about my friends here? The Witches' Council is here. My task as the Chosen One is set here." Emma worriedly stammered.

"Now that my brother has passed away," Theresa paused with one sob, "I thought that you could spend time with your other cousins in Vancouver to keep you company. Plus, a few of your cousins from your mothers' side live right across our town there."

She added, "Before I forget, it's only going to be a couple of months. My husband and my kids are moving back here with you in a few months."

"I could live with Jax." Emma suggested. She knew that it wasn't the best response to say at the moment but she had to make up an excuse to stay.

"Darling, you can't be serious. That Novoa is no-good!"

Francisco might have Jax is his favorite people list, but the rest of his witch and wizard siblings have him on the blacklist. The last thing they heard about him was that he tried to destroy the realm. No updates after that.

She then defended him, "He's different from his family. He changed for good and I see it."

Her aunt sighed and said, "Well, I'm leaving next Tuesday and I'll need to learn your decision by then. I'll call you on Sunday."

The two Alonsos walked back into the funeral home. As early as now, Emma had to make a choice between her friends and her family. Each side has its perks, strengths, and weaknesses, but she'll find her answer later on.