Chapter 1: Gea.
Days are never good at Ionescu, at least for me or for my mother since I was born or, may I say, when she decided that she "loved" my father?
My father... That is a part of my life I would not rather talk about. Anyway, if I am going to tell all of you my story, I guess I will have to talk about him at some point so, I'd better do it now.
Achernar Kihlstrom was an evil dark elf... a necromancer, and Siren Litvkah was a firecaster who belonged to the Fire Circle (some sort of organization of firecasters).
For years, Achernar had been looking for a disciple, someone with enough power and willing to learn how to control the dark arts; when he met Siren, he knew she was the one he had been looking for.
It did not seem any easy to turn someone like Siren to the dark side, but Achernar had his means to get what he wanted: He gave her power, lots of power, and control over that power (and, by the way, over everything else)... The awful thing about power is that it corrupts people, and they end up becoming addict to it, and that is exactly what happened to Siren.
Anyway, Siren became Achernar's disciple, but one day she decided to leave it all... She was pregnant and, for her kid's sake, she had to leave Achernar (that was definitely not the kind of life she wanted for her son or daughter). But Achernar did not like that at all. He had finally got everything he wanted: a powerful disciple and a child to follow his steps... She would not take that away from him without paying for it!
He warned her: if she dared to leave him, he would curse the creature inside her. And so it was...
I apologize if I have not introduced myself yet; I always do that: I begin to talk and I can keep that way for hours, not even realizing that the people I am talking to don't even know my name.
My name is Gea Litvkah and though I was born two hundred and fifteen years ago, the invisible scar of the curse I bear is still as recent as it was when I was born and that awful curse is the only thing that keeps me away from becoming a firecaster like my mother... You see, when my mother left my father, he casted this spell that transferred part of necromancy to me. Now, I have to be very careful since those terrible powers may come out anytime with all their strength, which I cannot control. At least I have a small clue of when they are going to appear, because an unbearable pain in the lower abdomen always precedes their appearance.
Obviously, the Fire Circle would not want someone like me to join them, considering my curse, my ancestry and that they expelled my mother when she got involved with my father. I do not blame them. No one wants me close anyway.
My mother used to tell me that people always fear what they cannot understand, that the people of Ionescu cannot conceive the idea of the daughter of a dark elf (or worst, a necromancer dark elf) not having some sort of the same dirty blood running through her veins.
I hate Ionescu and the silly people that live here! I am tired of trying to make them understand that if I have some sort of necromancy inside me it is not my fault, I never asked for it! And I AM NOT A DARK ELF! Well, just look at me! I have my mother's beautiful, straight, copper-colored hair and blue-green eyes, and maybe my skin is a little bit darker than that of many elves, but it does not have the horrible grayish color of a dark elf's skin. But they are just narrow-minded. They keep looking at me with their eyes filled with hatred and fear; they still avoid walking next to me in the streets and they keep saying that someday (as by some kind of magic or miracle, I still do not know yet), I am going to turn into a complete dark elf. Oh, please! Honestly, don't they have better things to do than bothering two elves who are just trying to live a peaceful, normal life (as normal as possible)? No, I guess they do not.
I am sick and tired of this little town, lost in the middle of nowhere! Sometimes I wish I could see what lies beyond the forest that surrounds Ionescu, maybe visit the great city that travelers always talk about when they pass by... So full of mysteries, magic and high technology, a real mixture of the best things planet Earth and planet House had before the fusion... But that is nothing but a dream. I cannot leave Ionescu and I know it. I cannot leave without my mother, and she refuses to leave Ionescu for she fears that my father is still wandering out there, waiting for us, to regain what he lost when she left him.
She does not understand, either. I have tried to tell her that this place is not safe anymore, but she just won't listen; she just says that hearing what the people in this horrible town think about me has driven me paranoid, fearful of everyone and everything that surrounds me. She just does not understand what it feels like to feel someone is watching every single movement she makes everyday, hiding inside the depths of the forest. Everything I can do is wait for her to realize it before it is too late.
Well, I hope you enjoyed it, though it was a very short chapter. Chapter two is coming up soon and it is a little bit longer.
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Bye.
Ruby.