This is my first fan fic. From when i first posted it i hav edited it and will hopefully be writing more ^_^

Disclaimer: Obernewtyn belongs to the talented Isobelle Carmody and not I :P


Deathly Secrets.

I stepped outside of the manor house and gazed up at the moon. Inside my parents were talking to a herder leader. I was unsure of what he was doing here, so late at night. But if my suspicions were correct, it chilled me to the very soul. Knowing it was a very dangerous thing to do; I shaped a probe and slipped it into my fathers mind. I prayed that the herder wouldn't know I was there. I listened.

"Your daughter, does she show…similar talents?" the herder asked

"Talents?" her mother's small voice asked

The herder sighed becoming impatient.

"Does your daughter have misfit talents like your son did?" He asked.

I lost my concentration and slipped from her fathers mind. The herder had said "Did", they had killed my brother, I knew it as something expected, though it couldn't ease the pain. Tears slipped down my cheeks. Father had lied, saying he was but travelling to the city, would he lie to me again? A sudden cold panic gripped me. They had found my secret!

I slipped into the house and crept up the stairs to my rooms. I knew what I had to do and it killed me, I was not yet ready to die. Though the herder appeared only to be asking I knew he would take me anyway. To survive I must leave.

"I will find safety in the mountains" I whispered to myself in comfort as I hurriedly packed some clothing.

I sat on the window sill and prepared to jump. I was still crying, for my brother, my parents and now myself.

"I hope I see you again" I whispered thinking of my parents. I heard the soft sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. Panicking I slipped out the window and climbed down the vines. When I landed I shaped a probe to my mother and said to her "I love you and goodbye" I could feel mother's confusion and her sudden sadness as she understood. I knew it was dangerous, but I couldn't leave without goodbye. I knew it was time to run from the house. "I'm a misfit and I will have to live on my own now, for staying will surely mean death." a small voice whispered into my mind.