Megan walked to a nearby tree and sat down to open her pouch. She saw Tara walk over to her and look down to her.
"You don't believe thta old woman do you? This is all a bunch of lies."
Megan dumped the contents of ehr pouch into her lap. She stared a the items cradled in her skirt. She picked up the letter and began to read as Tara walked away laughing, "You do believe the old bag."
My Dear Daughter,
As she finishes reading, a tear falls down her face and she wipes it away. She looks down to the items in her lap and sees a silver ring. She picks it up and puts it on her finger. She looked at it curiously trying to figure out where she saw the symbol before. She reached toward one of the ink bottles and suddenly her finger began to tingle. She lifted her hand and flexed her finger and the feeling moved to her palm and up into her other fingers. It felt as if her hand was falling asleep. She quickly pulled off the ring and put it back in the pouch. She began to pick through the other items stil thinking about the strange event. She picked up the items and placed them back in teh pouch and stood up to go home. She passed a merchant stand on her way and saw tara laughing with another girl as she dumped out the contents of her pouch on a table.
Megan arived home to find her mother sitting at the kitchen table waiting for her to return. Megan saw fear and a touch of sadness in her mothers eyes.
"You are my little girl, my daughter and I love you. But as you must know, I did not give you life. I was blessed by an angel to have you as my own. I could not have children fo my own and the crone asked me to raise and care for you as my own. I asked no questions and I could see in teh crones eyes that she wouldnt give teh answers had I asked.
Megan listened in silence and tried to absorb the new information. "Why didn't you tell me?"
Her mother looked at her and sighed, "I knew youw ould have questions and I didnt have the answers. BUt msotly ebcause I was afraid to lose you. I didnt want to lose my daughter, my answered prayer and gift from heaven."
Megan glared at her mother and sneered, "Curse from Hell is what you mean. How coudl a monster like me come from heaven! You dint want o sak because you were afraid of the truth. You didnt tell me what you knew and now my whole family is dead! I will enver know my real mother, are you happy now!" Megan was screamign and crying and she stood up from teh table. SHe looked in her mothers eyes with anger raging in her own eyes. "I am Megan Shimmer Kesi, so now you know!"
Megan wakes up feeling a little disoriented. She looks around seeing she is not at home, and not inside the tree. Suddenly she looks down to her hand seeing the ring on her finger. She feels the strange tingling current leaving her hand. Her eyes focus on the ring remembering that it was in the pouch when she fell asleep. She stands up and looks around. She sees the crones house about 50 feet ahead of her. She decides to go to the crone, not konwing why.
Megan I know you have many questions and I am not her to answer them. These things I have left for you are to help you to improve your natural powers. THe symbol on your ring is the symbol for the element Water. Water is your element, which is where your name comes from. Megan Shimmer Kesi, is your given name. You have a sister Tara Breeze Kesi, who by now you have met. I ask that you and your sister sek out the rest of our family. Your father and brothers can explain to you more of what has happend. As I look at you laying here in my lap I cry knowing I wont see you grow. I kiss your beautiful face and wish that I could keep you with me but alas, its not safe for you here. Our family has been under attack of slayers many times over the years. THe first ones that are targeted by slayers are the females for they are the ones who give birth to the next generation. I love you my sweet little girl. I only hope you can understandwhy Iam doing this. I wil take you to the crone just before dawn tomorrow and leave this pouch to be given you when i pass to the next realm. Please fnid our family and be safe Megan, I love you.
Your Mother
Anastasia Kesi
"Megan please sit I would like to talk with you." HEr mothers voice was sweet yet shakey as if she wer about to cry. Megan sat wtih her mother at the table. She laid the pouch ont he table in front of her as she looked into her mothers eyes. "Who am I?"
Now teh look in her mothers eyes was hurt and still the fear lingered.
I didnt know how or why you came to me. I only knew you were the most beautiful baby I had ever seen, and I loved you allready.
She grabed the pouch and stormed out of the house. She went oh er favorite place. It was a fallen tree, a very large, monster of a tree. The inside had rotted out and seh climed niside unseen. She stayed there all that day puting together pieces of her life. She thought to herself, "How can i be a vampire and live ni the day?" BUt the answer came to her just as quick ast eh question. Direct sunlight rarely, if ever made it through the thick forest branches. She wondered how she lived all these years wtihout killing people and drinking blood. She had so many questions and no one to answer them.
Megan pulled out the letter again and reread it. She closed her eyes and started talking to herself...
"How could you give me away and deprive me of my family. My only flesh and blood. Now only 3 of us remain and we dont even knwo each other. I have to find her, shes the only one who is left to tell me what you where like. I dont think tara will go, although I'm not sure that she would be any help. I will ask her if she wishes to go with me."
WIth the thoughts of the journey and of the old crone running in her mind, she drifts off to sleep.