The ruby and sapphire sparkled brightly on the woman's neck. She was so beautiful, had long black hair and her brown eyes could pierce through stone. She was too much to handle for the father of her two daughters, so he left her. She wasn't fazed by it, but that doesn't mean she didn't get a little payback. She set off a shattering earthquake in his home followed a tremendous inferno. He was killed in the process, but his daughters didn't care because if they died, they knew he wouldn't care. Everyone who knew her personally thought that nothing could stop her. That was until she met a mysterious funeral director.
The woman was Amanda Rose. She's the mother of Annabelle and Chanel Rose. Amanda has the ability to control all the four elements of water, fire, air, and earth. Annabelle was able to control fire and air while Chanel controlled water and earth. Amanda and her daughters were just looking for a vase to put the ashes of her daughters' father and came across a funeral parlor in North Texas. She knew of another one, but that one was burned down killing the owners and one of their sons. The female owner was carrying a baby girl that she gave birth to as she died. In fact, her dying wish was that someone takes care of her daughter like she was a princess no matter what. The other son was assumed to be the cause, but everyone is innocent until proven guilty, something Amanda always taught her daughters.
Amanda and her daughters walked into the funeral parlor and saw a portly man and what seemed to be his son. Annabelle was repulsed by the sight of them and Chanel hid behind Amanda. She reassured her daughters that everything was okay and walked up to the rather large man.
"Hello," Amanda greeted, bowing her head in respect, "I am Amanda Rose. These are my daughters, Annabelle and Chanel."
"Pleasure to meet you. I am Paul and this is my son, Glen," the funeral director said. Annabelle cringed at the sight of Glen looking at her the way he was.
"Well Paul, I am here for a vase. My daughters want something to put the ashes of their father in. He died in an unfortunate accident. Is there any vases you could offer me?" Amanda asked.
"Why yes madam, there is. Might I say those are lovely necklaces you have on. The way the ruby and sapphire just sparkle, it's so amazing," Paul was in awe.
"Sir, I don't appreciate you staring at my amulets so much. Would you please just find me a vase?" Amanda asked.
"Oh yes. Let me get that for you," Paul said and went to search for a good vase. That just left Glen alone with the Rose women.
Chanel tugged at Amanda's pants leg. "Mommy, I have to use the bathroom."
"Allow me to light a path for you," Glen said. Then there were several gas lights that lit at once without Glen moving an inch. Chanel followed the gas lights and found the bathroom.
Annabelle rolled her eyes at the display. "Pyrokinesis I presume?"
Glen raised an eyebrow. "What would you know about that?"
Annabelle opened her hand and there was a little circle of fire. "What do you think?"
"Belle, stop it. We're here for one reason. Let's not cause problems," Amanda said to her daughter and noticed the younger one was back at her side.
"Fine. What is taking that mortician so long anyway?" Annabelle asked folding her arms.
"He should be coming back soon. It's not often that someone asks for a vase. They usually ask for caskets. As a matter of fact-
The whole room darkened and Amanda, Annabelle, and Chanel was unable to see what was going on. Luckily, the ruby and sapphire around Amanda's neck was shining brightly. Also, Amanda and Annabelle used their fire powers to light a path. When the room was illuminated, they noticed there was no one in the room. Amanda looked around for Glen and Paul, but found neither one.
"Annabelle, Chanel, we're in an apparent trap. All I ask is that you stay close to me and don't let anything distract you," Amanda requested of her daughters and they both nodded their heads.
The Rose women continued to look around the funeral home. It was almost too quiet and unbearable for Annabelle. She wanted to see that Glen guy again so she could show her fire powers could trump his. But she knew it was the best idea to just listen to her mother and stay together. The three women walked until they came across a door. Amanda cautiously opened it and saw it was a graveyard. Then the graveyard suddenly lit on fire. A raging blaze came towards their direction and Amanda deflected it with a water shield.
"So, you are strong. Just like I was told," Paul suddenly appeared and said.
"Who are you and what do you want from me?" Amanda asked.
"Revenge, Amanda. You killed a dear friend of mine because he was threatened by you. A pity reason if I do say so-
"He also had another woman's tongue in his mouth. You wanna defend him for that too?" Amanda asked, clearing getting agitated.
"Hmmm, I guess you're right. Lady Rose, I couldn't find the vase you requested. I was too busy finding a casket and digging a grave worthy of a woman such as yourself," Paul said as he displayed the dug grave and gorgeous casket, "How do you like it?"
"I think it suits you just fine," Amanda said as she sent a huge fireball towards the portly mortician, who teleported before it could hit him.
"I know you didn't think you could defeat me so easily," he bragged, his voice getting whinier and higher by the minute. Paul lifted Amanda in the air and repeatedly threw her against the wall while Annabelle and Chanel just watched in horror. Paul finally stopped and Amanda fell hard on the ground. She slowly got up and took off her ruby and sapphire amulets.
"The ruby, it is the color red. Annabelle, you will take this. The sapphire, it is the color blue. Chanel, you will take this. If I do not make it, remember me through those amulets and never let it fall in the wrong hands. I love the both of you and I always will. Belle, lead your sister to safety," Amanda said as she handed them her amulets. Annabelle and Chanel had tears in their eyes and didn't want to leave their mom, but regretfully, they obeyed her.
Annabelle illuminated the dark hallway as she had before, trying to ignore Chanel's tears, her own tears, and the sounds of their mother's pain on the other side. It seemed longer than last time, and it would probably take forever to get back. They were walking a straight path for what seemed like hours before they encountered Glen again. He lit the whole building with a scorching inferno, intending to instill fear in the women. What he did instead is cause Annabelle's fury to reach a boiling point. Her red eyes started blazing and she set a huge fire blast in the direction of Glen before Chanel followed up with a massive tidal wave. In case something else happened, Annabelle spun a blazing tornado and sent it at Glen, giving them enough time to escape.
Annabelle and Chanel were wandering for a few more hours before they finally found the exit.
"I know you don't think you're leaving that easily," the two sisters turned around and saw Paul and Glen standing there. They had smirks on their faces and murder in their eyes. Paul teleported closer and closer to them while Glen just walked closer. Annabelle and Chanel just backed up out of instinct.
"Now, to suffer the same fate as your mother," Paul said, laughing evilly. Annabelle and Chanel closed their eyes, awaiting the fate that await them. It was killing Annabelle that Paul and Glen didn't just get it over with, but instead let the fear creep into their minds.
"Typical, Pauly. Can't be a real man, can you?" a feminine voice said.
"Show yourself!" Paul screamed to the feminine voice.
"Now, why would I do that? How about instead I show you my power?" the voice responded. All of a sudden, Glen's eyes changed to purple. Glen grabbed Paul and threw him halfway across the dark room. He walked up to Paul and then threw him against a wall, continuously banging his head against the wall. Glen punched Paul right in the face, knocking him out cold. Glen then ran into the wall with full force, knocking himself out.
"Never doubt my power, Paul. It'll work to your demise," the voice laughed evilly. Annabelle and Chanel couldn't believe what just happened. Who was that woman?
"Helloooo…are you still there? Who are you?" Annabelle called out.
"It doesn't matter. Everything will reveal itself in time. Just leave this place and never look back," the voice said. Annabelle and Chanel kept saying their thank you's to the mysterious female voice and ran as far as they can away from the strange funeral parlor.
This was the first time Annabelle ever had a dream about the last time she seen her mother. She held the amulet around her neck tightly at the memory. It was the only thing Annabelle had to remember her mother. Whenever she wore it, she felt she could hear her mother's voice. Belle, Belle, be safe. She always heard that from her mother. The voice Annabelle heard was a mystery to her for years. It wasn't until she married 'Taker that she realized it was Ashley. It was this that made Annabelle realized that her history with 'Taker was longer than she thought. She was almost killed by his brother and rescued by his sister. She almost killed him to preserve the memory of her mother and she was now his wife. Her head spun thinking about all of that. She couldn't help but think this was fated to happen. That being the Mistress of Darkness was her destiny. That somehow she would shine a ray of light on 'Taker and Ashley. As well as cast Kane into eternal darkness. Annabelle smiled wickedly at that last thought and went back to sleep, snuggled up with her husband.
