From Farm to Fame: Haylie- Chapter Twelve

Cora spent the morning watching his house, waving and laughing whenever I went to look out the window. It made me terrified to leave his house, but I was terrified to be there too. He seemed harmless enough, but I still didn't know why he was watching me at the park, and I still didn't know what he was really up to. I’d already learned his fridge was full of blood, which repulsed me, even though I hadn't expected him to have any human food. I was hungry, but too scared to leave the house to get food. Cora had to leave eventually, I’d go then.

I was relieved when he walked into the house, it was so massive and strange and it had felt so desperately lonely, even if I wasn't completely convinced he was the good guy his presence still made it far more welcoming. He carried with him a couple bags full of groceries. “I didn't know what you like to eat, or what humans usually like to eat. So I hope it’s all okay, but I thought you might prefer human food to blood anyway. If it’s really that bad I can take you to the store later, I just didn't want to wake you.”

I followed him to the kitchen, to help him put everything away. It still repulsed me to look in the fridge, but I wasn't in a position to be too fussy or inconsiderate. “ I'm sure it’s fine…. I'm not that fussy, thank-you. I could have gone myself though, I mean I appreciate it either way, but you don’t have to shop for me.”

“I don’t mind. I don’t want you to leave this house alone anyway. I’d rather you don’t leave it at all, but I realize it’s unlikely to get you to co-operate about that anyway.”

“Since when does your opinion count? I don't even know who you are.”

“ I'm Ben, and I'm just trying to look after you. Moonlight Falls is a dangerous place, and I knew immediately there was something special about you. I finally figured out what, but I knew I needed to protect you. Something about you draws more attention than most, and of course that will draw more attention from those who want to hurt you too.”

“Why does it matter to you? You don’t know me any better than I know you. So why am I so special that you need to protect me.”

“I know you very well actually.”

“Oh really? Prove it.” I didn't know how he could know anything about me, since we’d only met the night before, but I started to wonder if he’d been stalking me. It wasn't too much of a stretch when I thought about him watching me at the park.

“You are a Ms. Haylie Kiro, daughter of Rachelle and Carlos.” I went to interrupt him and I must've made an expression to reflect my horror at having Carlos mentioned as being my father, or at all, because Ben held up his hand to stop me from saying anything. “It’s true, like it or not, and it’s important…. But we'll discuss that later. I do realize you view the man, Gaige, who raised you as your father. It doesn't change your genetics. Anyway, let’s see how much more I can get. You have a twin brother, Ian…along with your half siblings; Nate, Merissa, and Elizabeth. You also have twin daughters Ericka and Maya, with fiancĂ© Chase Cwik. Hobbies include writing and painting, which are also career aspirations. Born in Bridgeport, raised mainly in Twinbrook, and residing in Starlight Shores… if you weren't stuck here of course. Took advanced classes in school, and still managed to have a perfect average… quite impressive, you'll get far in life someday. Do you need any more, I could get into the really small and really personal details?”

“No, that’s okay, I think that’s already creepy enough. How do you know all that?”

“After 2,000 years of practice, it becomes quite easy to read everything about a person.”

“That’s still creepy, but can we can we get to why it’s important who my father is? I'd love to know why his existence is important at all, because it certainly seems like he's nothing but a waste of space on the planet.”

“Obviously you know that he’s a very bad person.” I nodded, I wouldn't even have been alive he was a good person and had left mom alone. “Well, he comes the most powerful families of witches; however he had his power taken away after abusing it so much…which really take a lot in the supernatural world. Anyway, he may have had his power taken away, but that doesn't mean it can’t still be passed on. You were born with that power, a power everybody thought was lost. You are the most powerful witch in the world now, or you will be, if you learn how to use that power. This is why Cora is out there right now, and why she won’t leave you alone. He knows this about you, and he knows you could be a threat to him. He’s still more powerful as long as he can remain a vampire and a witch, you cannot defeat both at once, not alone. You stand a chance of defeating him however; with a lot of practice, and the help of another powerful supernatural being, something other than a witch. Of course either way there's still a chance you'd lose. Power isn't everything. It's a crucial component, but not the only one.”

“I think I’d know if I was a witch.”

“Not necessarily, since that power was taken from your father, it was not passed on as an active power and nothing ever provoked it to become active living in the natural human world. It is however what sparked your desire to come here, whether that power is active or not you are still a witch. You are still a part of this world. It’s that power longing to become active.”

“And what do I do now? How do I make this power active?”

“Start using it.” He reached in his pocket and pulled out a wand holding it towards me. “Go ahead, just flick it around a bit. Later we can find you a proper wand and some spell books, a wand I can’t pick for you. For now however, it might do you well just to see how it feels to use your power…. get used to it a bit.”

I hesitantly took the wand, I wasn't sure I wanted to be a witch. They were fascinating, and it seemed they could solve and do anything with the flick of a wand, I just wasn't sure I wanted the responsibility. I hesitated again before starting to flick it around, but it felt amazing when I did. Energy charged through my whole body and shot out of the wand in a display of light and sparkles. It felt so amazing and so natural, that I couldn't believe I’d lived my whole life so far not even knowing that power was inside me, just being wasted. 

I found him later, after I'd gotten bored of just flicking around a wand. I wanted to learn spells, I want to learn how to defend myself and how to fight. I tried to sleep and wait for the stores to open the next day, but I couldn't. I had too much on my mind. He sat on the sofa in the living room, seemingly lost in thought. "So what do we do now anyway?"

He jumped slightly, which surprised me. I never imagined a vampire being easily startled. "Nothing."

"What do you mean nothing?  I want to fight this guy."

"You're not fighting him. I just wanted to help you bring out your power. Nothing more. It's still not safe for you to fight him. There's still a chance you'll lose, and that means you die."

"I have nothing else to lose. I'm trapped here away from my family. If there's anyway I get out of here to see them again, I'm going to go for it. Everything that matters in my life is trapped on the other side of this guys stupid barrier spell. If I fight him and win, I get to see my family again. If I die, I don't have to live with the pain of living without them. I don't care. I may have been scared earlier, but I'm not any more, not when I know what I can fight for."

"No. You're not fighting him. End of story. I won't let you."

"How are you going to stop me."

His eyes glowed as they stared straight into mine. I wanted to look away but couldn't. He was firm when he spoke, intimidating even."You may be powerful for a witch, but I'm powerful for a vampire, and witches are vulnerable to vampires. I can make you do whatever I want, and you'll never give it a thought." His eye's returned to normal and seemed to calm down a bit.

"Why do you care so much what happens to me? You can't be this obsessed with protecting me simply because I'm a witch with a target on her back."

"I'm going to bed. Goodnight." I couldn't figure out why he would avoid the question, but tried not to worry too much about it. I was going to fight, somehow, and that was all I needed to worry about.