Chapter 1: The Beginning

It is the year 1992 and a Native American woman by the name of Rebecca
Jones lays under her warms covers in her bed, she is nestled up in the
big and warm arms of her husband Jared Jones. She feels a sharp pain
coming from her lower abdomen. "J-Jared!" she gasped shaking her
husband awake. "W-What?" he groaned opening his eyes groggily. "I
think my water just broke!" she choked out he shoots out from the
covers and rushes to her side. He scoops her up and carries her to the
car; he drives to the hospital as quickly as possible

Once at the hospital Rebecca went into labor after three and a half
hours. She gave birth to twins, one was a boy and the other was a
girl. Jared decided to change the birthday of his son because he was
the second born. "Your sister should have to share her birthday with
you." he said lowly looking at his weak and sickly newborn son through
the incubator. He then walked away from the incubator and over to his
wife who held the healthier of the two. Their daughter Alicia,
Rebecca looked up at him as she cradled the little girl in her arms.
"How is he? How is Matthew?" she asked worryingly, he smiled lightly
and sat down beside his wife. He cooed at his daughter. "He is just a
little sick... Hello Alicia, I'm your father..." he said in a warmer
tone of voice. He took her from her mother and cradled her in arms,
while Rebecca went over to see her son.

She stared at him and put her hand inside, he took hold of her finger
and held it. "Stay strong, my little one." she whispered to her son.
Jared was already favoring his daughter to his son. And he would
continue to favor Alicia to Matthew for the rest of their lives.

Chapter 2: I wanna be like father!

"Come on Matthew!" called Alicia as she ran down to the pond in their
backyard. She was five years old, she had short blond hair it reached
just where the shoulder meets the neck. She has bangs parted to the
left and unusual blue eyes. She turns to look over her shoulder, her
brother Matthew trying to catch as best as he can. He trips over his
shoe lace and comes tumbling down the slope. Alicia's eyes grow as he
comes flying into her sending them both into pond. She comes to the
surface, and glares at her little brother. "Dammit Matthew..." she
growled Matthew looked at her innocently, he averted his gaze from her. "I'm
sorry..." he whimpered

Alicia sighed before smiling at him and splashing him with water. He
flinched and gave her a confused look. "I guess we're swimming!" she
giggled a smile came to his lips hearing her words. "Yeah, I guess we
are!" he laughed

"Alicia! Matthew! Lunch is ready!" Rebecca called from the back door
of their mansion. Alicia and Matthew giggled and ran up to her.
"You're both are soaking wet! Go upstairs and get changed into
something dry." she ordered

The children did what was asked of them, they came down in new dry
clothes. Alicia looked up at her mother. "Your father wants you to
report for training after lunch.'' she said to her daughter, Matthew
looked up at her. "And me? Do I get to spend time with father too?" he
asked he wanted to follow in his father's footsteps of being a proud
well respected hero

Rebecca sighed and knelt down before her son. "I am sorry Matthew, but
your heart is too weak for training." she said softly, that would what
she would say to him for many years to come.

Chapter 3: Little Brother I curse you

In the town Lock Ness, Scotland a young boy by the name of Arthur
Kirkland trails after his three older brothers. Craig, Alec and Gaven,
he struggles to carry a pile of books while has chained weights around
his ankles. He desperately tries to keep up.

"Hey, I could use some help you bloody Wankers!" Arthur growls to his
elder brothers, Craig turns to him and puts his boot to the books
knocking them over. "Shut your mouth! Now pick them up!" he snaps
taking a drag of his cigarette.

Arthur began to pout, he averted his gaze from his brothers. "This
training is stupid. How am I going to learn magic this way?" he asks
Craig groaned at his younger brother's question. He sighed and roughly
patted his head. "Don't question my methods." he growled with his
thick Scottish accent. Arthur sighed and began to gather the books.
After collected all of the books he began to follow after his brothers
once more. His dream was to become the greatest sorcerer in the world.
His mother was back in Britain raising his two younger brothers while
he spent the summer with his brothers. He was there for training to
practice and learn his magic from his brother Craig.

Once at the cottage he ran upstairs to the loft which he stayed in, he
hopped onto his bed and opened up a book called the legend of Snyra. He
opened up to the chapter and began to read. The Synra is said to be by far the
most powerful Sorceress in history, she is also said to be the most

beautiful. She was said to have long blond hair, and unusual pale blue
eyes. Her name was Amélia Jarés. She was born in during King Arthur's
time, she is said to be the inspiration or may have been Morganna
herself. Arthur enjoyed reading about her, her power was said to have
rivaled that of the great wizard Merlin. But when she was twenty one
she was killed by a rival by the name of Lucarius Winter. But before she
died she told Lucarius Winter she would be reincarnated and she would
take her revenge on him, and any of his descendants.
Arthur smiled reading the chapter 'I want to
learn from her!' he thought finishing the book for the third time.

"Why must you read that bullshit?" growls Craig from the doorway,
Arthur holds the book closely to his chest. "It's not bull! It's
truth! The Snyra exists!" he growls Craig cackles at his words. "She
doesn't exist. She is a myth, a legend, a fairytale. Now come and do
the dishes." he demands Arthur shakes his head, and tightens his grip
on the book. "Legends come from truth! If it is a legend it has to be
true. One day when I'm older and stronger I'll summon her and demand
she takes me on as apprentice! I'll become so powerful even you will
bow before me." he snapped

Craig walked over to Arthur and snatched the book away he then threw
into the fire in the fireplace. "No!" Arthur cried rushing to get it
but was held back by Craig. "Heda heda, uzanei hataro, astaero
muzaishi, hikado menatai akero!" Craig said lowly Arthur felt a sharp
pain on his forehead, he fell to his knees scratching the wooden
floor. "Craig... what are you doing..." he whimpered cringing in
pain. "I'm putting a curse on you. As you get older your eyebrows will
grow thicker." he replied Arthur looked up at him with tears streaming
down his cheeks. He no longer had his mother's thin and nice looking
eyebrows. He now had thick and bushy eyebrows. "No one will ever
respect you Arthur. You are hideous. Now go clean the dishes" Craig
hissed

Arthur whimpered and reluctantly padded down the stairs and entered
the kitchen. His older brothers looked at him and snickered. "What the
hell is on your face? Caterpillars?" Alec laughed Gaven frowned seeing
his brother's eyebrows he sighed shaking his back and forth. Arthur
ignored his brother's mockery and began to clean the dishes. 'One day,
I will be the greatest sorcerer in the world. I'll earn my respect!'
he thought filled with determination