Disclaimer: Nothing new that I'll explain in this chapter.
Summary: Mornie utúlie. Believe and you will find a way. Mornie alantie. A promise lives within you now. He went on a mission never to return again. Or so they said.
Necroblade: What would Zhane and Karone's children be with out Karone's magic? That makes them so much more fun to be around. You already said this was totally different from what I've written before, so how can you be so sure Andros will turn up in the end? Maybe I killed him and Ashley's going to marry Derek, who knows. Well, Jenny does partly and Maiken does totally, but let's not talk about that, shall we?
AbareKiller: Keep hoping, I'm not telling if it's any use, but keep hoping.
The real vampire: It's okay, really. I wasn't really forth coming with details either. Only the people who know my stories guessed it right about Andros and Ashley being Aurora's parents, trust me.
Jenny: What would the world be with the famous Andros' temper? Just wait until Aurora starts showing it, that's surely going to be fun. Love the smiley face after your rambling about Ashley. You hit the nail right on the head, that's going to be causing problems in the future. :cough: cheater :cough:
Ghostwriter: Glad you like it. Catch ya on the flip side.
Phantom Rogue: Andros and Ashley WERE together, stop whining. And if Andros is dead, how can they get back together again. Maybe I'll break up Carlos and Aura and let Ashley and Carlos get married just to spite you. :P
LucyE: Conner and Kira are together in this story, I just still need to write that part. What gave you the first clue Andros and Ashley were Aurora's parents? The A/A/A part?
What Was Lost
Chapter 6
Aurora woke up, the sound of rain pouring against the window reaching her ears. She groaned, turning around, pulling her pillow over her head. Luckily it was Saturday or she would have to go to school through the rain, car or not.
After tossing and turning for about ten minutes she concluded she wasn't going to fall asleep again. Sighing she pushed the covers away. She quickly put on a sweatshirt over the oversized T-shirt she slept in. The days may be becoming warmer, but the mornings were still chilly.
When she came downstairs, Ray's eyes were already glued to the TV-screen, watching a Power Ranger cartoon. She smiled at the irony of the situation; a child of two rangers being addicted to Power Ranger cartoons. Her dad would have found that extremely funny.
Her smiled faded a little after that thought entered her mind. She entered the kitchen to make herself breakfast and found her mother already there.
"Good morning." Her mother greeted, not looking up from making her own breakfast and what looked like her brother's breakfast.
"It's raining and you dare to say 'good morning'?" Aurora asked lightly.
Her mother laughed and looked up.
"You sound just like your father." She told Aurora, a wishful smile playing on her lips.
"Someone has to." Aurora replied. "So what are we going to do with our Saturday, seeing we can't go to the park?"
"You still want to move to the attic?" Her mother asked.
"Well, yeah, it would be cool." Aurora answered, slightly taken aback, before giving her mother a sceptical look. "You're not pregnant and need my room for the baby, right?"
"No, of course not." Her mother laughed. "If it means anything to you, I've only been your father's."
"Please, mom. Spare me the details." Aurora joked, but her heart fluttered at the admission.
"You're seventeen." Her mother teased gently.
"That doesn't mean I want to know how me and my brother we created."
"What about you and me?" Ray asked, coming into the kitchen. "Is my breakfast ready, mom? I'm hungry."
The plate with two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches rose from the kitchen sink unit and flew to Ray.
"Thanks mom." Ray smiled and dashed out of the kitchen when the tune announcing the end of the commercials sounded.
Aurora laughed at her brother and turned back to her mother.
"So what about me moving to the attic?" She asked.
"Well, since there's no way I'm going to be able to get either of you two outside today, not with this weather anyway, I thought, why not see what's in the attic and if we're in the attic anyway, why not see what we can do to make it your new room?"
"Mom, you're the best!" Aurora exclaimed, hugging her mother.
"Make yourself some breakfast and get dressed, or you're not helping." Her mother warned.
"Yes mom." She grinned, stealing on of the sandwiches from her mother's plate and running up back to her room to get dressed.
"Hey." Her mother protested, laughing. "Sometimes you're too much like your father for it to be healthy."
"If you say so." Aurora called back, closing her bedroom door behind her.
Two hours later
"Mom?" Aurora called, looking around the attic.
She and her mother had split up so they could work through the attic faster. The attic wasn't too big, but apparently, it was big enough to lose sight of her mother in.
"I'm here, sweetheart." Come her mother's reply, her voice sounding strange.
She made her way to where her mother's voice had come from and she found her mother sitting on the ground next to an open box, an old yearbook resting in her lap and tears slowly making their way down her cheeks.
"Mom?" She asked carefully.
"I still not sure how he ended up in here." Her mother whispered.
Aurora kneeled down next to her mother and looked at the page that lay open. Though the pictures were black and white, the familiar stripped hair was easily made out; looking closer she stared at the smiling face of a younger version of her father, standing in the picture laughing with Carlos and TJ.
"Oh Andros, why did you have to leave me?" She heard her mother whisper softly and she quickly wrapped her arms around her, trying to fight her own tears. "Sometimes I swear I see you walk down the street, but when I look closer it's always someone else and how could it not be? The only ones with your hair are your own children."
A song sprang into her mind and slowly an idea formed in her mind. An idea that would make sure Derek was out of the game. Derek wasn't really her mother's 'boyfriend', but he wasn't just a friend either. It was low and the song would be a very late entry, but it would work for sure.
Eleven years had done nothing to heal the wounds created by her father's death and she wouldn't allow some other man to take her father's place.
Her hand wrapped around the ruby heart hanging around her neck. Her father had given her the necklace for her sixth birthday. The last birthday present he'd ever gotten her. Now a silver ring with a ruby could be found on her finger. She had never understood the meaning, until her mother had explained to her that the ruby was her birthstone, the birthstone of Cancer.
How Ray had gotten the necklace and ring with his birthstone, the opal, she couldn't remember, but something about them made her and Ray take extra care of them.
If she hadn't had her eyes closed, she would have seen the red light emitting from within her closed hand.
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