I said my good-byes at my sister's grave, hoping that God would help her soul find peace. The man who raped Elizabeth would feel my wrath as soon as I found him. Next to the freshly-dug crypt lay my brother's decaying body in a coffin underground. Ben had died of cancer after my father had fled to Europe, never to be seen again. Now, it was just me, Akela Potter, my mother, my husband, Harry Potter, and my six children: Larry, Mary, Yuiren, Chuei, Carrie, and Toklata.

I may have all these people, plus my friends and their families, and my demonic powers, but I had lost so much in four years. Little did I know that something much worse was to come.