The Flames of the Past

by BlackSwanGirl

Ember Vacker, Sophie and Fitz's daughter, finds herself on the first day of school, having a terrible day. Things only get worse from there, with grief, kidnappings, and more weirdness than Ember thought was possible.

3. Plague

Sorry about this, but Evangeline's POV is going to be third person while Ember's and Faybelle's are going to be first.

Chapter 3: Plague

POV Evangeline

After school, Evangeline transported home, smirking at the gawking faces. Being able to do something no one else can runs in the family, she thought. As she walked inside the house, she heard a door slam. She looked around, tracing the sound to her parent's bedroom door. There were hushed voices inside. She slowly opened the door. Sophie and Fitz looked up. "Oh, hi sweetie," Sophie said in a sugary voice.

"Mom, Dad? What are you talking about?" She asked. "Oh," Fitz replied, running his fingers up and down his hair. "Just stuff-" Sophie interrupted him. "School is canceled for a while, honey." She said quietly. "Oh!" Evangeline said cheerfully.

That was good news, she thought as she skipped out of the room. No more rocky floors!

Later, Faybelle and Ember came home from Aunt Biana's. They looked tired and ragged. Serves them right for destroying my shoes, she thought.

As they sat down for dinner, Sophie explained that school was canceled to Ember and Faybelle. She didn't really listen. The only thing that brought Evangeline out of her trance was Ember's question.

"Why?"

That's what Ember asked. Why hadn't she asked that?! Ember always got to sound like the smart one. But the real shock was the answer; Evangeline was starting to wish that Ember had not been so smart-alecky.

"Well," Sophie began, her hands trembling on her fork. "Well, girls, there's been a small outbreak of, well, the plague."

Three things happened at once. Ember asked, "when you say small, how small?" I smashed my teacup, and (this one was the worst of all), Faybelle asked, " But we have Calla's tree, right?"

Fitz looked white as a sheet by now, and Sophie was crying silently.

Finally, Fitz recovered long enough to say one thing: "It's not affecting the gnomes."

The other girls started questioning our parents some more, but I knew them too well. Only one thing could make my parents react like that.

So, this time, the plague wasn't for the gnomes.

It was for the elves.

Sorry about the SUPER short chapter. I had to have a cliff hanger. Suspense! I'm really sorry, but my school starts on the 29, so it'll be a week or so when I post again. R&R!