A/N: I said that seras was going to discover something that she was too scared to share in the last chapter but felt it may be too soon to add in as I didn't want to spoil the story before actually getting deeper into the storyline anwyays, onward to the following chapter.
~It isn't wrong to be afraid, when there is much to be afraid of~ tammy ryan; 22.8.2015
Chapter 2
Some years later~
April was not expecting friends over as it was the day of her beloved uncle's disappearance and death anniversary of her parents. Sitting at the table, with both hands clamped around the brewing hot coffee mug that steamed with fresh coffee. A plate of coconut strawberry cookies that she just made were close by.
Looking through the family photo album, tears streamed down her cheeks as she missed her parents and unanswered questions still wavered in her thoughts. "Where have you gone, uncle augie?" she softly said, not realising footsteps approached her from downstairs. "April?" Donatello called, standing by the staircase which had her startled for a split second and quickly wiped the tears away then finally answered. "Oh, hi Donnie. I didn't hear you come in."
Walked to the table and took his seat then grabbed her hand, gently in his. "What is wrong?" she exhaled softly, taking her hand away and showed the purple clad terrapin. "Who am I looking at?" he asked. "This is my family." She told him
"Oh?" looking down to the photos and asked curiously. "What didn't you tell us about them?"
"Before meeting you guys, my family has this curse." April explained. "A curse?" Donatello repeated, with a confused glance then continued. "April, your family is not curse. Why would you think that?"
"My mother died first, accidently in a car accident not long before my father admitted he was sick and uncle augie always coming and going. Going on some new adventure and one day he disappeared. Then my father passed six months afterwards."
"Oh god, I'm sorry april."
"It's ok. Just want to find my uncle. He needs to know that my sister and I are still looking of him."
"We'll find him." Donatello pulled her in his embrace and assured her comforting. Accepting his comfort as suddenly the knock at the door, disturbed them. "I better go. See you later?" Donnie whispered. April nodded then the purple clad terrapin left out the downstairs, waving and finally she answered the door.
"Robyn. What are you doing?"
"Just came to see you. Is this a bad time? I thought I heard voices."
"No, you heard nothing. Put your bags in the bedroom and ill make some coffee." April insisted.
~few moments later~
Both april and robyn sat down on the couch, having a hot cup of coffee while having girl time together. "It has been lonely as my friends were over all the time and now, don't get to see them as much anymore."
"What about that Casey guy? How's he?"
"Casey is great, crazy as usual."
"Sis, I got check up on my email as I should be hearing about a job. Do you mind I use your computer for a minute?"
"Sure, go right ahead."
Robyn turned the computer on and entered her password to the email when the screen had blew up. "Um, april. Your computer has just blown."
"What? I only just that last week." April answered, not impressed. "Maybe it was a old model." Robyn commented. "Maybe, I'll call my friend later."
"I want to tell you something and unsure how you will react." Robyn begun then paused as she bit her lower lip lightly, with worry. "Tell me what robyn?" april answered curiously. "I have a friend that may be able to help us to find uncle augie and tell us why mum and daddy died too early."
April raised her brow, concerned and curious then she replied finally. "How? And who is this friend?"
"Elizabeth Conway." Robyn answered. "She can help us."
"I don't know, robyn. Are you sure that you are not been conned?" april told her, worried. "I'm sure, april. She showed me how to do it." Robyn confirmed. "Do what?" april asked.
"To contact the ghosts."
"That is just a con, robyn. She is most likely only after your money."
"If she can prove to you that she can, will you believe me then?"
April sighed, worried and finally said. "I don't think this is a good idea in finding uncle augie."
"Whatever."
*****
Elsewhere, a dark brunette haired woman was leaving her apartment when she had recently lost her job in the local café just a few blocks away and luckily still had her second job in the spiritual shop known as the Goddess emporium. It was a full moon out and she knew all too well that when a full moon is up high, and glowing brightly but it was a very powerful moon indeed.
Just as she walked along, when finally left the doors of the apartment building. A cold shiver wavered over her. Rubbing her arms to warm herself but it didn't leave, the goosebumps arose and then finally realised that something was not quite right. Looking up to the moon and what she sensed was not good. Seras knew that she is going to be needed. But the question is, by whom and why.
~thirty minutes later~
Seras stepped out from the maroon curtain behind the register and was approached by a customer, asking about what book she could purchase. Following the rule of customer service but also remained aware of those whom walked in with certain intentions for what purposes the customer may be visiting the shop.
"Hey, I am looking for a book on divination." Customer asked. "Divination? Don't you mean scrying, love?" seras asked. "Um, uh yeah. Do you have it or not?" the customer was getting alittle rude. "No need to be rude, but here is the book." Scanning the barcode and said. "That will be $25, thankyou."
The customer handed the money over and left without saying thankyou. Seras sighed and commented to herself. "Fool."
"Don't worry, seras honey." Seras looked back to her grandmother, standing behind and sighed. "I'll try, nanna. But it sometimes makes me upset that they don't understand what they are reading or dabbling with."
"Some learn the hard way and some, you know." Seras nodded and answered. "I know, nanna. I know." The old woman, smiled and gently hugged seras then kissed her forehead. "Always remember, the light of good is always watching." Seras smiled and nodded. "I know nanna."
Hugging her grandmother once again, and opened her eyes then exhaled softly. "Bye nanna." The old woman smiled and turned away, before walking away then disappeared.
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Later that very evening, robyn's friend as she said that believed to able in helping them, had finally arrived. Inviting her inside and then she introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Elizabeth Conway."
"April." She paused for a moment then resumed. "Coffee?" offering Elizabeth a cup and she nodded accepting. "Two sugars please."
"What is exactly your professional experience in the area?" april asked, handing the cup to her. "I have experience in the area of contacting ghosts and finding lost family members." She explained. "You must be patient with me and forgive me as I don't believe in what you are going to share."
"That is quite alright. I was like you until a friend showed me this and I never looked back."
April's inner intuition was telling her that this young woman was a con artist and didn't have what she was saying in the craft. "Oh I see, how long have you been in this whatever you call it?"
"Two years." Elizabeth answered. "Would you like me to demonstrate my power?"
"How about we do it another time." April insisted. "Ok. I think I should leave now as I have a cleansing to do in a hour. It was nice to meet you."
"Like wise." April smiled, showing her way. Then robyn immediately begun. "What was all that about?"
"What? She is not what she claims." April told her. "How do you know that april?" robyn hissed. "Robyn, I have a bad feeling about this woman. I don't want you to get hurt."
"I wont, Elizabeth is my friend and willing to help us."
"How long have you known this woman?" robyn glared blankly and then looked down to the floor as she sighed. "See my point, robyn. Can't just assume people is able to help us find out why our uncle disappeared and why our parents died so suddenly."
With a soft whisper reply, robyn finally spoke her apology then went to bed leaving april sighing with worry and frustrated as she leaned over the edge of the table.
*****
~ to be continued in chapter three
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