《The Witch Twins Mother》Thirty-Nine
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I walk through the carnival that's near Volterra when I bump into a woman with blonde hair. "I'm so sorry" I tell her
"It's alright" she smiles, placing a hand on my face "my beautiful daughter" I stiffen, my mom is back in Volterra and not-unless she's a ghost.
"What" she grabs my hand and I see something. I see my birth, mom and dad finding me and deciding to keep me. The woman let's go and hands me an address and a key.
"Go here" she says "by yourself, many questions will be answered" I look at the address then to her.
"What?" I look around before going to my car, because everyone in my family drives fast I do the same. Like many in my family I have gifts; I can manipulate threads, the gift of mediumship, cryokinesis, and finally I can use lightning. My family doesn't know about the last two because I don't know.
When I get home, I go inside and go to my room. Once here I look through my things, dad drew me a photo of what my birth mother looked like but I need to see. When I find it I stare shocked, it's the same woman.
"Abby?" I jump around seeing Demetri in the doorway with his mate, my sister MJ "everything alright?"
"Yeah" nodding my head "I just forgot something"
"Isn't that" MJ points to the photo "a picture of your birth mom?"
"No" putting it down "it's a photo of someone" I go to the door "look, I need a shower so"
"We'll leave you" Demetri takes MJ out of the room, I close the door and take my laptop out looking at the address. It's a building here in Volterra, grabbing the key I grab a flashlight, my bag and my pocket knife.
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As I run out of the castle, I make sure no one is around. You learn a thing or two about being in a castle filled with vampires, so I leave the castle and head to the building. When I get there, I open the door and walk inside.
It's dark in here just like being outside since it's almost midnight. Looking around I see this place is empty, there is no furniture or anything here. I look all around before heading to the basement. Taking a deep breathe I go downstairs and when I do I find a chest and orange trees all around; opening the chest I see there's a sac filled with seeds, a bunch of books in either Latin or another language, then I see one book that isn't made of paper but of some sort of rock and it looks to be in Egyptian, there's also another book but it's a scroll made out of wood and it doesn't look to be in any language I recognize, I see a necklace, then I see a red cloak. Closing the chest when I hear something fall and hit the floor, looking around I see a wall that doesn't look to be a wall.
Going to it I press my hand to it and it opens to more books, I grab one and it's not in any language I know. My phone rings and I grab it to see it's mom "hi mom"
"Abby" she answers "where are you?"
"I'm" trying to think of a lie "visiting a friend"
"A friend? This late at night?"
"She just found out some big news" grabbing another book but this is in English and it's a song. The Gypsy Song.
"Oh" is all mom says "when will you be home?"
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"Probably a few hours" looking at the book "all the oranges have been bruised and the apples rottened?"
"What?" Mom asks
"Sorry mom" closing the book "my friend is mumbling something about oranges and apples"
"Okay" she then hangs up, I grab a bag that I find and out the books in it. The bag seems to be endless so I toss everything I found in here along with some oranges. Before I leave the house I see something I didn't see before, a note.
To my little Portacale, everything you took belongs to you and only you. Don't let anyone else see it. Also go to this address, tell the man named Vanzuela Vanhelsing that Marta Portacale send you and give him a box of quality cigars.
-Mother
Flipping the note I see the address, putting it away I leave and head home. When I get home, I make my way silently to my room but when I get there I see mom on my bed.
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