Fates spell; Jack Korrapati

Chapter 1-Winter of Eleven(Three days Earlier)

I had gotten out of bed and walked downstairs. I saw my grandmother, she seemed to like me for some odd reason. I liked her also, she was the only one I could stand, except for Morrigan. I walked to the kitchen and saw the cook. They all thought that I wasn't bad but it was best to stay out of my way anyway. 

I saw Morrigan crouching down, hmm. Wonder what that's about. ''Morrigan,what's wrong?'' I ask her. I peer down and see the kitchen cat dead. Oops, they are all going to blame us now. 

I hear Morrigan mumble ''sorry kitchen cat.'' I say a little pray for it. I crouched down beside Morrigan and look at it. It was foaming at the mouth and had a bit of dried blood in the foam. It looked like it was just sleeping,but it was definitely dead. 

I think I am going to bury the kitchen cat as it liked me. Should I ask Grandmother for some nice linen or not. Probably not, she'll go off her head at me and say that the reason the kitchen cat is dead is all my fault. I'll just grab one of my night tops and wrap it in it. That will do.

I heard footsteps and I turned around and saw the cook. She gasped at the sight of us and nearly dropped her bucket. She peered around me and Morrigan and saw the kitchen cat dead. ''Better his woe than mine, praise to be Divine.'' Cook said. As she said that she knocked on the wooden door frame three times and kissed her necklace. That really is stupid. ''I liked that cat, he was nice to me unlike some other people.'' I say glaring at the cook. ''So did I.'' Morrigan said. ''Oh yes, I can see that.'' Cook said bitterly.

Cook was backing away, huh, she must be scared of us. If I was actually cursed I wish the cook would die, she is mean to me and Morrigan just because we are born on Eventide. ''Go on now, inside. They're waiting for you in his office." She said to me and Morrigan.

We both hurried inside of the house and I waited hesitantly debating with myself whether or not I should bury the cat. While I was waiting I saw the cook take a piece of chalk and write on the blackboard with the ever growing list-Kitchen cat-Dead.

We both went upstairs into Corvus' office. ''Your late, the caseworker shall be here in a minute.'' He said as soon as we went through the door. I rolled my eyes and sat on the couch. The caseworker knocked on the door and Corvus let her in.

We got started, she started by saying,''I can recommend several excellent child psychologists in the Greater Jackalfax area." How rude of her, she hadn't touched her tea and biscuits! Me and Morrigan didn't make them, cook did as we weren't allowed to touch any food unless it was on a plate served in front of us. She was drenched, she had to travel two and a half hours by the train from the capital just to see us. And when she got off the train it was pissing down rain and she had to walk to our house, poor lady. Morrigan must of been thinking the same thing and had noticed that the lady hadn't touched her tea. ''We didn't make the tea, if that's what your worried about.'' The lady ignored her and continued talking and ignoring her biscuits and tea like she did Morrigan, she is very rude.''Dr. Fielding is famous for his work with cursed children. I'm sure you've heard of him. Dr. Llewellyn is also highly regarded, if you like a gentler, more maternal approach." She told us. I don't like school or tutors. They are quite annoying and I am very smart, already learning what they taught us ages ago through reading my books.

''That won't be necessary.'' Corvus said interrupting her. Morrigan had noticed that in his left eye he had developed a twitch that only appeared during these boring and mandatory meetings that happened monthly. Morrigan told me this and said that this must of been because he hated these meetings as much as we do. They both had coal-black hair and crooked noses, that was the only thing that they shared other than their hate for these meetings. See, I'm different, I have piercing blue eyes with waist long chocolate brown hair. But I still had their sickly pale skin.