Levina and company are mine.

Really long time…being grounded and really busy has not been fun. What I am talking about? I'm grounded right now. Any way. On to the story.

"Hello! I am Levina! Hear my roar!" Levina cried from the top of her foster parents' house. She smiled and then looked to her brother. "Do it." She told him. It was a freezing winter, her ears starting to get frost bitten.

Johnny scoffed and started to climb back into Levina's bedroom window. "Older sisters are such dorks." He said before Levina grabbed the back of the 13 year old boy's shirt.

"Do it or I'll hang you by your underwear from here." She said to him. "Now do it."

Johnny glared at her. "You wouldn't dare." He said.

"Do you remember the last time I said that?"

Johnny backed away with his hands over his butt and his eyes wide. "Yup."

"So do it." She commanded the younger boy.

He sighed and went to the edge of the flat roof. "I am Johnny, hear me roar! GR!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Then he turned to his sister, smiling. "Happy now?"

Levina nodded. Then she perked up and looked down. "Mail's here." She said, starting to climb down the side of the house.

Johnny looked at her. He rolled his eyes, climbing into Levina's bed room window while she climbed down the side of the house.

Levina climbed down expertly, putting herself on the porch. "Perfect." The eighteen year old said. A gust of wind blew and opened the mail box. The mail flew out of the mailbox and blew across the yard. She sighed and looked at the sky. "Oh, you are funny." She said to the sky. "Now I must go catch it before you blow on it again."

The eighteen year old ran, sprinting after the messages enclosed in the envelopes. Grabbing them as she ran there was one letter that acted like it was being pulled away on a string. "Hermes, Zephyrus. Either one of you stop acting like Johnny." She jumped and landed on the letter, stopping the wind from pulling it away.

Levina laughed and picked up the letter. "I have outsmarted you, not knowing you gods I have nothing over you guys and I never will." She put the letter with the rest of them and went into her house. "Mail call!" She called as she entered the house and put the letters on the table. A few other kids that had came sometime after Levina had returned from camp and had the missing person's report on her taken away. The eldest of the kids knew the two other boy's names along with Levina and Johnny's names.

"Letter from social services, letter from Brad's mom," The boy handed the letter to a five year old that happily took to letter to read it. "Letter from Tony's dad. Good luck with that one." He handed the letter over. "Bill, bill, and…Levina, letter for you." The boy held it out for her.

Levina had sat down on the couch. She looked at him. "Me? No one writes to me…if it's Leon again I'm tearing it up." She muttered and went to him.

The boy looked it over a few times. "No return address so not Leon, he always put one on. I wonder who it is from."

"Probably the state but they forgot to put the state of the return address on it…" She took the letter and then got a sudden spike of pain in the center of her skull.

Johnny came down and saw his sister and her expression of pain. "Levina, are you okay?" He asked and rushing over to her.

Levina rubbed her forehead but the pain spanned across her skull with intense pain and vengeance against her. "Stop it." She said. "Stop now." She dropped the letter and grabbed her head. The pain got bigger and more painful. Levina screamed up at the ceiling. "I don't know what you are getting at but stop it! Stop it now!" She screamed at the sky, she yelled at her father.

Suddenly it felt like a sledgehammer hit her in the stomach. She cringed and screamed. "Stop it! Stop it Daddy!" She cried. Levina felt a sharp pain like a dagger into the small of her back. "STOP IT!" Levina screamed at the top of her lungs and lightning struck the tree in their backyard. Thunder rolled loudly.

"Levina! Levina stop!" Johnny cried. "Stop now!"

"I…can't." Levina said, holding her head and curling up on the floor. "It's too strong…" More thunder rolled and the lights flickered. "Stop…stop…"

Johnny looked at his foster brothers. "Get in the basement now."

The younger boys didn't argue, rushing into the basement without another word. The eldest looked at Levina one more time before going down and closing the door behind him.

Johnny held his sister's hand. "Come on Levina. Fight it. You can, I know you can. Don't make another flash flood happen again after your last storm."

Levina groaned and looked around. "I need to stop this…I need to stop this." She got and opened the door. Wind assaulted the interior of the house and blew Johnny back three feet.

"Levi! What are you doing!" He cried, holding onto the molding of the entrance way to the kitchen.

"I can stop this if I try." Levina said, closing the door behind her. She walked through the rain, going to the middle of her front yard and sat down as a bolt of lightning missed her by 5 inches, cutting her knee as she sat in Indian style; the ground next to her was burning from the heat of the lightning bolt.

"Come on Levi. Get a grip." She breathed and tried to regulate her breathing. "Calm yourself. Think of all that matters to you." Levina normally talked to herself when no one else was around.

She sat out there for half an hour before the storm ended. Levina was wetter than if she had jumped into a pool. She stood and went onto her porch. "Well that was fun…" The eighteen year old swung on the porch swing, laying down and breathing calmly. Levina put her hands in her pocket and she felt something placed in her right pocket.

Curious because she hadn't placed anything in her pockets or that it wasn't extremely wet but actually dry, unlike the girl herself, she pulled it out to look at it.

It was the letter and it said her first, middle, and last name written gracefully above the address of her foster home. The handwriting made her head hurt. She didn't know why…Levina examined the letter; it was just a plain old letter with no real meaning it looked like.

Her wonder of the meaning of the letter made her open it and something heavy fell from the folded up paper and onto her stomach as she was lying down as she opened it. One glance at the object made her head hurt more. It was a simple metal locket, nothing too special about it from her first glance.

She put the letter down and picked up the locket, sitting up and opening the metal tarnished locket. Levina looked onto a picture of an infant in pink, silver streaked black hair just like her. Looking at it made her head hurt painfully. But she learned that she needed to fight the pain and just keep going on to learn more or something she hadn't known before. She didn't know how this picture made her head hurt.

Levina gave up on the locket, moving onto the letter. She opened it and more of the handwriting made her head hurt worse. Levina almost closed the letter and hid it in her secret spot, but she remembered Seth and how she must she loved him, even though sometimes she was in pain while she was with him…her fits being at fault there not her beloved Seth himself. She told herself to just keep going.

She opened letter and started to read, her eyes widening at the message. Levina jumped up and screamed, running into the house to grab her brother and nearly squeeze the life out of him. She placed the letter in front of him, letting him read it for himself.

Levina was so happy she put the locket at her bed side. To contact her mother, the sender of the letter, a message the very next morning. As she lay, peacefully falling asleep, Levina saw her last moments with her mother. Mother and daughter holding each other tight in a hug, both unwilling to let the other go. She decided that her mother was beautiful and that maybe Seth was right…maybe Levina could be just like her.

Meeting her mother again…how she had only dreamed of it.

Seth is © to Vamp (The Grasp of Darkness)