It's been about twenty minutes of hearing Kyra groan in pain, before finally hearing her stop groaning and sit up right.

"Are you alright, Kyra?" I asked, "Are you okay?"

She is quiet for a long moment before she speaks up, "Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay."

"What was that?" Kayne asked.

"I have no idea." Kyra says, "All I know: it hurt."

"Mom disappeared on one of her trips with her new boyfriend, so she won't be back for at least a week." Kayne says, with a hopeful smile, "you two can stay for a few days."

My eyes widened and I smiled, "Can we, Kyra?" I pleaded, "Please, can we stay a few days? I wanna see your room and where you used to hang out! Where you practiced magic! Everything!"

She stared at me and sighed, getting up from the floor with Kayne's help, "fine. We'll stay. I just hope your brothers don't show up here."

"I know, right?" I asked, jokingly, "They'd be disrupting girls day."

She laughed, "Thanks for helping me up, brother."

Kyra's POV

I totally underestimated the power of bourbon. No wonder Damon likes it so much. Bekah and I have been here, my family's estate, for three days. My mother, Kareena Jane Blackthorn, hasn't showed her face around here, and I would say that's a good thing. She's with her new boyfriend on some tropical island a few thousand miles away. Kayne tells me she still wants a Coven Leader and that she's researching ways to get one without a Merge because she couldn't find me, though I already know: there isn't one. Trust me, I've looked and found nothing. The only way to properly get a true Coven Leader is to have twin witches Merge.

I'm currently in the place where Kayne and I used to escape to as children. When he and my father were my protectors. Now I have to protect him. Kayne will not die for anything, not for me: I will not let that happen, not if I can help it.

"Phesmatos trybam." I'm reaching out to the spirits, "Revertas vas mactix ut victa." I leaned my head back, feeling the spirits through my connection with them, "Un rabia vas con estanar," my breathing began to go uneven, and my vision became a little fuzzy and the air became extremely light, "Deveraux malle."

"Kyra!" the female Blackthorn could hear her name being called,, startling her out of sleep.

Who dared wake her from her wonderous nap? She was trying to sleep.

"Kyra!" her name was yelled again, this time more frantically, "Kyra, wake up, sis."

"What do you want?" she groaned rolling over and noticing that she was laying on the dirt covered ground of a cemetery, but paying no mind to it, "I'm trying to sleep, whoever is talking to me."

"Now is that any way to greet your big brother?"

Her eyes opened in alarm and she shot off the ground, "What?"

"Hey, little sister."

"What's going on?" she panicked, but immediately jumped into his open arms, "You're dead, you're-our mom killed you..."

"Yeah she did." he frowned at her panicked state, he didn't want her being afraid.

"Alec, where am I?" she questioned, looking around at the dark and dreary place, almost as if it was an alternate dimension, "What the hell?"

"It's not exactly Hell. More so in between the path to Peace and Hell." he states, "You're on The Other Side. Temporarily."

"Why am I here?" she asked, finally calm, "And why a graveyard?"

"I heard you contacting the spirits and offered to greet you here. It's a power source, a safe one." he grabbed her hand, "It's okay."

"Well, how are you here?"

"The spirits have a message for you. And so do I." he says, "From the spirits: think of the names our parents gave us. From me: Kareena is more dangerous than we thought. Be very careful."

"The names our parents gave us?" she asked in confusion, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I have no idea, little sister." he sighed, "You'll figure it out. I know you will." he says, "I must go now. You need to wake up now. I love you." he slowly let go of her hand and she watched in sadness as he walked away, waving goodbye.

I woke up with a jolt. What the hell was that? According to Alec, my older brother, it was The Other Side.

My mother killed him a few years ago, the same year she killed my dad. They died trying to save each other. Dad tried to save Alec, and Alec tried to save dad. Kareena, my mom, didn't like that so she used everything she had, along with drawing power from her own children, Leo, Kayden, Jonathan, Kayne and I, to kill my father and brother because she didn't like that they tried to save one another.

I didn't even notice the two other people in the room, knelt down by my side as I was on the floor, my older brothers: Leo and Jonathan.

"Hey, sis!" Leo yelled, "Snap out of it!"

"Leo stop, she must have a headache." Jonathan whispered, "Kyra. What happened, sis?"

"I have no idea." I replied in a whisper, "I'm okay." I reassured, "I guess I just went a little too overboard. It won't happen again, I promise."

My first instinct after talking to Alec was to do everything I could to figure out what the hell he meant by "think of the names our parents gave us", and apparently it was a message from the spirits so it must be important. And because of the awful though it could be something deadly, I have a suspicion about our names: Alexander, Kareena, Jonathan, Leo, Kayne, Kyria, Kayden. That would be this: AKJLKKK. I have a theory of what it means: All Kids Join Lonely Kinds Kindred Kalopsia. I know, I know. It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever, but it's very possible.

Then again, it could also be just Alec, Jonathan, Leo, Kayne, Kyria, and Kayden: which would be AJLKKK, as in, Acceptable Justifications Liberated Knowledgeable Kingmaker Keepsake. I'll admit, that doesn't seem totally logical, but I'll just have to rearrange the words and it might make more sense. My mother is crazy, I wouldn't put it passed her.