Chris's heart sped up…meet her father. How many times had she dreamt about that? As the thought crossed her mind a man stepped from the shadows.
"Hi, Chris," said the man.
Chris met the blue eyes under the shaggy hair. "You called me Chris…."
"Your mother told me that's what you like to be called." Her father's eyes wondered to the canvas on which she had just started. He smiled when he saw it "You paint?"
Chris nodded hesitantly. "I have more pictures in the basement. I like to paint places I go and the people I meet" Her art was a safe subject. It was something she could share with them.
"Sure. We'd both love to see your art," said her father.
"Kyle shouldn't we explain more to her?" asked Catty.
"That can wait till later why don't we spend some time getting to know each other before we tell her the whole story" Kyle spoke softly.
Chris shot Kyle a grateful look and led both of her…parents to the basement where she kept all her art.
She motioned for them to be quiet and walked carefully as to not wake her guardians if they were home.
When she turned on the light she could feel her parents wonder and awe of her work. Pride that they liked her works Slipped into her heart but she was quick to dismiss it; they abandoned me she reminded herself I shouldn't care what they think.
"You've been here?" Kyle asked stopping in front of a picture of a small village in Pagan Ireland.
"Yes," Chris said simply.
Catty looked at her "You can time travel then?" she asked.
"Yes, I can do other things too."
"Like what?" asked Catty, ignoring the look Kyle gave her.
Chris didn't answer at first. She turned out the light and looked at the candles spaced around the room. One by one they caught fire. She closed her eyes and drew a picture in her mind and opened them and the flame was a portrait of her parents. She laughed and put the fire out. And turned the light back on. Catty had wondered into the portrait of Jasmine Chris had painted a few months ago for class.
"What do you call this one?" Catty asked.
The portrait showed Jasmine in a sheer dark blue purple robe with silver trimming, her hair unbound and standing in the sea, with the dark moon behind her.
"Dark Goddess of the Sea" responded Catty.
"The girl is in a lot of time travel pictures, is she a friend?" asked Kyle.
"More of a sister" snapped Chris. "I'm going to have to know you a lot better before you get information on my friends from me"
"We mean her no harm but you are right we have a story to tell"
R&R btw I'm thinking of the girls being called Daughters of the Elements….plz tell me what you think! I'll have more up this weekend