The Next Day

"Good bye Celeste hold yourself high and protect yourself at all costs!" Mother Anna watched as the little Celeste was all grown up and leaving her, she hoped that whoever this Lady Lisa turned out to be she wouldn't hurt Celeste, she couldn't forgive herself if something had ever happened to her.

"I will, I love you Mother Anna! I'll see you again one day!" I'm sure I'll see her, she's raised me all my life, wow, a limo... I guess the Lady likes to ride in those a lot, She's always in one.

"Come in Celeste, its alright, I'm sure you've just never sat in one of these before, you'll get used to it." My that little girl I've taken on, could she really be the last part? She could be quite pretty if she were a bit cleaned up and put on a little make up. As it stands she's quite 'clean' and 'wholesome' looking.

Celeste nodded her head and gulped, what have I got myself into? So she climbed into the limo and it was padded and there were seats all along the interior, wow, what a place. Her new owner, well until she was 25 at least was sitting beside her. The lady had on a long red dress that was darker and richer than her hair and she had let it hang loosely down her back, Celeste felt like a moth ball beside her. Little did she know that the Lady was thinking she looked like a little moth ball.

"I'm sure you'll be quite pretty once we clean you all up, do you like parties dear?" Celeste looked a bit taken back, parties? She'd never been to one, the Lady thought it was absolutely humorous that the little Celeste couldn't hid her expressions. It could prove to be quite useful, she probably wouldn't be so hard to break.

"I've never been to one actually, so I don't know." Oh god, what have I gotten myself into?

"Well we will be going to quite a few so don't you worry." Excellent, she doesn't even know what I have in store for her. Heh heh heh, I can do a lot with this little girl from no where, and then she'll break.

"Alright. So where are we going?" Please take the bait I want to switch topics.

"Back to my manor of course, I've set a room up just for you, I'm sure you'll like it." Oh thank god she dropped that subject. It felt like she was boring into my mind, trying to take me piece by piece apart. Celeste nodded her head at the response and leaned back into the seat and stared at the window to watch her life disappear, everything she knew was at that little orphanage. Oh Anna has a visitor, if I was still there I'd be able to sneak a glance at who they were. Wow, they have a really nice car... Red low to the ground, must of cost a sweet penny.

"You like that car Celeste?" The Limo driver stopped the car so that they could take a better look at the little red car. The Lady looked over at Celeste to get a better gauge of her opinion of the vehicle.

Celeste nodded her head "It's really nice I like how sleek it is. What is it?"

"We call it a boxster, and older company makes it they're quite expensive, and very fast. Maybe we'll drive one later, do you know how to drive?" Hmm so the little Orphan has good taste, well that has some merits, one must always think of usable tools.

"As much as I'd like to say yes, no I don't know." Celeste looked at the floor of the limo, she felt the heat rise on the back of her neck and spread to her cheeks, oh I'm such a fool everyone else knows how to drive at my age!

Lady Lisa gave Celeste a smile that sent a shiver down her spine, "Well we will just have to learn won't we." Heh heh heh, again this little tart gives away another one of her inner secrets she'll be easy to manipulate. So easy to embarrass. Lady Lisa patted Celeste's knee and nodded to the driver to leave the orphanage. Celeste turned around and watched the only home she had ever known slowly get smaller and finally disappearing.

Back at the Orphanage

"Ah Anna! I've missed you so much!" The young man reached over to Mother Anna and enfolded his arms around her to give her a hug. He took a step back to take a better look at her.

"Johnathen, is that you? oh its been so long since you were bought." He didn't look one iota different. His hair was still a mess and he seemed to by constantly smiling. His blue eyes shone with happiness, and she couldn't believe that he had come back to visit her. It had been a long 15 years that he hadn't been here, he was always so protective of the children, and he used to interrogate the potential buyers, one of the qualities that got him sold quickly oddly enough.

"I know, I remember it quite well, and I was only 8, but it was lovely to be bought, you know how much we all wanted it."

"So what brings you back here? You didn't leave anything except memories." His expression suddenly tightened up with concern and seriousness. A sign that he wasn't here for just a social visit, something was actually driving him to do it.

"Do you remember Celeste? I'm pretty sure you'd never sell her, she's quite valuable to you and I know it. Anna, what's wrong? You look absolutely white, please sit down" Mother Anna had gone quick white and was starting to feel sick, she held her stomach and looked up at Johnathen. He quickly hurried to her side and guided her to sit on the step.

"I'm so sorry Johnathen, she just left, I couldn't refuse the Lady, she offered to much with too much to lose if I didn't accept." Johnathen now had his own turn to go deadly white he was terrified of what Mother Anna would answer to his next question.

"Who is the lady, Anna." Already Johnathen was feeling a sinking pit in his stomach, there was something deadly wrong going on here. What was so deadly that Mother Anna would sell Celeste.

"Lady Lisa took her away in the limo that you saw leaving here."

"Dammit! I have to go, I'm sorry, do keep responding with the letters, I thoroughly enjoy them. I have to go and prepare." Johnathen stared to to go towards his car, he was already getting his keys out of his pocket.

"Be careful she's a dangerous women!" Oh I do hope he can do something, I mean I didn't know, oh no, what have I done. Mother Anna was twisting her skirt around her hands so roughly that even if she let it go they would still stay in the folds she had made.

Johnathen quickly jumped over the door and revved up the engine, he tore off down the driveway and was quickly out of sight. Johnathen had a myriad of thoughts racing through his head at the moment. How could she sell her, the family didn't want her to be sold, when she was mature she was to come back into protection, if they all survived 20 years the threat would be gone, it was almost there, that witch wouldn't risk anything. She had to kill her off in two days, how would he get her away? Wait when was the curse set? August 25th, yes thats when it was... but no that makes no sense its July 23rd, I have a month, She'll wait until the end, she loves that last minute death, playing with the prey until they don't know right or wrong. Oh, this definitely won't be easy.

The Manor

What a day, I'm allowed to wander around this manor, its like a castle, huge! I'm on the third floor and I see everyone who arrives, so I suppose thats nice, there is a balcony and a huge bed, I don't know where Lisa stays, the library is actually right beside me. We are going to go have something called a fitting tomorrow. It sounds odd, why would we need to fit? I've been reading everything I can get my hands on, I suppose soon enough I'll have read everything. She doesn't have a large library I think its just that she doesn't read often enough herself. Oh well, maybe Lisa will let me get more books. I found a really odd book, and it says Patres Familia on it, the father family? I wish my Latin was better, I want to open the book but I don't think I will yet, its small enough though that I can keep it in my pocket, so I will, I want to keep it close. It was funny though I picked up a novel and it fell out of it, I think I wasn't meant to find it. Well I suppose I should go to sleep now. I still have that whole fitting thing to do tomorrow, I'm not looking forward to it at all. Why did I even pick up that novel in the first place. Oh right it was beside modern mechanics and their mysteries, odd I've never made the mistake of picking up the wrong book before.