Gifts of Power:
(A/N: This is how it all began before events in Vodoo with a Vengence written by the talented Dragon-Rider12.)
The Great Mouse Detective characters belong to Disney
Belle belong to Dragon-Rider12
Katherine, Brenda, Joesph, Robin and Damien belong to me
Chapter 1: Birth of Light and Dark
It was a week since Belle's downfall and everyone was settling down in the living room of Baker Street.''How could a creature like her be born to crime I hope the parents are ashamed for bringing that woman into this world'' said Dawson angrily staring out the window.
Everyone knew he was talking about Belle as there was a wild wind outside the house battering at the glass. Katherine who had recently joined them after they helped rescue her son from the woman she called her sister. ''Actually Dawson she wasn't always like that in her younger years she was quite kind'' said Kat as she rocked Damien in her arms as he was starting to fall asleep.
She heard a snort at her which came from Basil. ''I find that hard to believe it when I see it'' said Basil as it sounded he didn't believe her. ''What I say is true Basil'' said Kat then an idea came to her.
''Would all of you mind I tell you a story'' said Kat. Everyone's ears pricked up specially Olivia. ''We love to hear it'' said Olivia. ''Oh right settle this is Belle's story, my story, our story of how it all began with love, friendship, loss, happiness and a twist of events that changed our lives'' said Kat as she started to tell her tale.
In a tiny red brick house in Boston stood with a tiny garden. It belonged to the local shoemaker Joseph and his lovely wife Brenda. They had made their living on his work for he would wake up at dawn before the sun rose. He would get dressed as Brenda waited for him.
For she would come to accompany him so he wouldn't get lonely for he would be gone from morning, noon and night she knew he wouldn't be home sometimes till midnight. She watched at her husband at work as she would put a hand to the craft. Joseph was amazed at how fast Brenda was at learning.
He choose her as his wife for she was the most beautiful creature he had ever met. As her white fur reminded him of the white snow he would fondly play in as a child. Her green eyes had jade embers dancing in them as those eyes of hers held a great secret.
Jospeh wondered who her family were or how she hadn't introdcue him to them or what her life was like growing up. He knew she grew up in Boston that as all he leanred. As she wore a corn blue dress with a blood red headscarf.
True they weren't rich but they weren't poor either for they lived in happy lives. Most times Brenda would see the many women mice pass by the house holding ont the hands of their little children. It brought sadness for her heart. As she stared down at her only pride and joy a flower box by the window.
She would grow white and pink roses in it as that and doing housework and cooking when she was by herself in the house. Her heart ache as she longed for a child of her own a baby girl or boy she didn't care for she wasn't one for vanity.
Her only wish was that her baby was healthy and happy. One night Brenda made a fine dinner with the little food they made. ''Joseph dear'' she began. ''What is now Brenda can it till morning'' said Joseph as his brown eyes were tired from his work as his short blond hair hang limp on his head. As the sound of his heavy brown boots as he wore a white shirt and dull blue trousers as his ears droop and his tail tred behind him.
''No I want to settle it tonight I want a tiny seedling'' said Brenda. ''Oh right then Brenda if that makes you happy I will go and bring you home some tomorrow from work problem sorted'' said Joseph.
''No I didn't mean what I meant I want my own seedling inside of me'' said Brenda. ''Oh you mean a child look Brenda we went over this a thousand times I am sorry it upsets you but we can't have children it is painful but it is the truth'' said Joseph saying his peace calmly.
Brenda felt hurt by his words trying not to show it. Brenda guessed by her own special talent that he didn't want to have children in secret. He felt he didn't want to share her with anyone. Joseph wanted it only the two of them and that was the way he wanted it to stay.
The days went by and Joseph noticed how big Brenda's belly was getting. it made him nervous and scared but he shrugged the thought away. Then one autumn night as the air was filled with a cold breeze. Joseph ran fast to his house so he could nestle down with Brenda for the night.
He felt an empty bed calling him as he burst through the door. ''Brenda, Brenda I am home odd why didn't she answer she always does when I return home after work'' said Joseph heading up to the bedroom.
For he thought she must had gone to bed early. He entered the room that had a wooden desk, a chair where they put the clothes on and a tiny single bed. ''Ah I thought you were up - oh my Brenda you are bleeding'' said Joseph as he saw in horror.
For their white thin blanket was covered in the sticky red liquid. ''Joseph don't be frighten I want you to get the towel from downstairs'' said Brenda. ''No I am getting the doctor from across the road I know it is the middle of the night I am sure he won't mind it since he is one of my best customers'' said Joseph about to head out.
''No Joseph just get the damn towel I will be fine'' said Brenda as she gave a high pitch scream that could wake the whole neighbourhood. Doing as his wife said Joseph ran down to the kitchen where Brenda kept the towl for cleaning the dishes. He ran into the room to see something was tearing trying to get out of her stomach.
''Oh dear lord what is becoming of my wife'' said Joseph putting his hands together to pray for his family including himself believe in the faith of god. He rushed up to the bed but Brenda snatched the towel from his hands before he could catch a glimpse.
''I can handle this'' said Brenda as her voice tremble as Joseph came closer. His world came crashing down. As he saw two tiny baby mice asleep in her blood both girls. They looked the same but one of them had yellow blond patch of hair. He watched as Brenda stared up at him.
''Joseph they are ours they are beautiful'' said Brenda as she held them in her arms. Lord I ask of you he thought let them have no pulse or take these children I have no desire for.
But his thoguhts were erupted as he heard his newborn daughters begin to cry. ''Brenda are you mad how can we afford to keep them let alone feed ourselves'' he said angrily. ''But Joseph I thought you would be thrilled to be a father'' said Brenda confused.
''Proud, proud how can I be proud of that I would have them to be drowned at once'' said Joseph. Those words hurt Brenda right to the core. He had no right to say about them. They weren't asked to be born it just happened. It wasn't their fault as she felt her insides become enraged.
''Make me'' said Brenda in a low brave voice. ''Pardon Brenda what was that'' said Joseph as he hadn't caught the words. ''I said make me'' said Brenda saying it louder. Joseph stood there stun open mouthed. That was first time he had ever heard his wife talk back to him like that.
''You better had wish you never said that'' said Joseph as his eyes glared at her. Brenda watched him ran at her. Scared he would harm her babies she picked the two of them in her arms sheliding them from Joseph.
He rammed himself at Brenda as he hit at her slashing his fingernails deep into her body. Brenda felt after all the years she was treated by Joseph kept in the dark. As something came over her. She got quickly to her feet as her body become hotter and hotter.
''You want to know why you haven't met my family where is my answer to you Joseph'' said Brenda as a large blast of a fireball threw across the room. It made a direct hit at Joseph as he gave a bloodcurling scream as his body fell to the floor.
Brenda watched as his body began to burn. He pled with her to help him but Brenda blocked out his voice in her ears. As his body gave a foul rotting smell as she heard the sound of bones crunching. As the flames remained alight around the body. As she had only one thought on her mind.
As she ran past the dying body to get herself and her children downstairs. She would wait till the fire had died down returning to hide the body. Then she would take it to the cemtery to give Joseph a proper grave. When she had got to the door she felt something grab hold of her skirt.
It was Joseph's hand as there was still some life in him. As she saw the colour draining fast from his fur. As he open his mouth to utter something. ''Witch'' he cried saying the same word over and over again as it got louder and louder. As Brenda tried to kick herself free as her leg got burnt in doing so. She ran down the stairs.
She panted for breath as she couldn't hear his screams anymore. ''It is alright my little ones stay there mummy will be back she has to go and do something'' said Brenda putting them down in a wicker basket by the fireplace. As she ran back upstairs as there came the sound of something being dragged along the floor.
She locked the door behind after she left for the fear if anyone heard the noise from earlier. They would know the truth and then there was the fear of her daughters getting caught in the middle of it. As she travelled a long till she reached the old cemtery. No normal mouse dared come a foot near this place for many reasons.
But Brenda was no normal mouse she was different. As she remembered as a child coming to this place in the dead of night collecting nightshade with her mother. It brought back fond memory of her past life before her marriage to Joseph.
As she came to a spot as she found a shovel nearby as she began to dig in the soil till she came to a stop. She turned her head both ways in case someone was watching her. She dropped Joseph's body in the hole then she patched up the dirt with the same shovel.
She cringed in anger she hated her husband more than ever. She knew those like him who followed the path of god would be remembered and be given the worship and sorrow her kind weren't given. She remembered before arriving to Boston how her father told her the sad tale of how her mother died and how they had to flee Salem.
It was their home but it wasn't that they had to moved for any common reason. For the people in their town believed her mother was a wtich from the way of her using magic. As she was told how her father had fallen madly in love with her one day. But the others beleived she had enchanted him with a spell as they had lightened torches to the cottage. There they found the couple as Brenda had been born a few hours before as they had hide her from sight.
As her mother was dragged by two of the men from the mob as they marched into the square. Were she was put on trial and burned at the stake. They never had the right to leave her mother to die and they never found in their hearts to give her a proper resting place.
Later on they had discover she had a child believing it too would become a threat to their town plan to drown it at once. As Brenda's father fled with her into the night till they came to Boston. There she grew up happily then she met Joseph.
Maybe she didn't hear the wise words of her mother's dead spirit to listen as they were married. And now she was in this mess and had thrown her children into it as well without them asking.
''Wait a minute Katherine you said your mother cellected deadly nightshade with her mother in the cemtery but she was killed in Salem when your mother was a baby'' said Olivia.
''Yes that is correct and call me Kat I should explain that my mother felt grandmother's spirit was still with her as it hadn't left this earth when she was growing up so it felt when they left she left with them'' said Kat.
''Yes and I believe Olivia to hold your questions till the end of miss Katherine's story'' said Basil. As Kat began to head back to her story.