The Fae World: Ava: Finding Out Ava Has Magic (part 2)

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Part 1

“It has to be Mum,” Fallon said, as they stared at the jack o’ lantern. “Dad’s too…” She trailed off, but Ava knew exactly what her sister meant. “Maybe her faeness is why she left.”

Ava tried not to think of their mother at all. The woman had left them behind, left her to play Mum to her two little sisters, and there was no good reason for what she’d done. Especially not being fae. Instead it made things worse, because not only had they been left to grow up alone but also learn how to use the magic they’d been born with. Sighing, she looked at Fallon, who was still fascinated with the jack o’ lantern , and then at Mabyn. Her eyes met those of her youngest sister, so it was easy to see she wasn’t the only person who didn’t think that being fae was a good enough reason for walking away from three children.

“Will we all have magic?” Mabyn asked, turning her attention to the jack o’ lantern.

“I don’t know.” Ava felt at a loss, because she was the one both Fallon and Mabyn turned to for answers, and at that moment she didn’t even have the answer to her own questions. “Until a minute ago I didn’t even know I had magic, so any questions you have are going to be the same questions that I have.”

Fallon looked at Ava. “Who do we go to in order to get the answers we all need, Ava?”

There was a knock on the door. Ava glanced at it and then at the jack o’ lantern. Apologising silently she blew out the tea light within the pumpkin, before making her way across the room. With one hand on the handle she turned to look at both her sisters, who were busy cleaning up the mess they’d left, and then turned her attention back to the door. Her life had changed, but the world didn’t care. It kept going, not giving her enough time to deal with what she’d found out, so she had to deal with someone who was probably going to tell her all the fae should be exterminated. Pulling together all of her ability to deal with the world she opened the door.

Standing on the doorstep was a girl. Ava stared at her, unable to quite believe what she was seeing, and rubbed her eyes. “I’m real,” the girl said, almost smiling. “I’m your sister.”

“My sisters are behind me,” Ava replied, hearing the shock in her own voice.

“Mum told me there were three of you.” The girl ran a hand through her hair, looking uncomfortable. “Ava, I’m the daughter our mother had before she left Kalinia for good. My name is Esra. I’m pure blooded fae and I have a gift for premonition. When Mum told me about you I knew you’d have magic, I knew when your abilities would first manifest, and I wanted to come here to help you learn how to use those abilities.”

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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