Black Magic

Prologue

April 3, 1995

"Mom, please come! I want to show you something," A young Caroline Brewer called. Her brown ringlets fell down her shoulders softly. Her bright blue eyes sparkled as she gazed upon the beautiful painting she had spent weeks perfecting.

"Fine sweetheart, I'll be there in a second," a sigh came from across the hall. Caroline sat impatiently in her room. With each passing second, Caroline grew more and more agitated. She read a few pages of her favorite book to help pass the time. That's when she heard a scream.

"Mom?!" Caroline yelled. The young girl tiptoed out of her room to see why her mother screamed. When she cracked open her mothers door, she couldn't believe she saw. A dark figure, shrouded in shadow was stabbing a knife deep into her mothers chest. Her lifeless mother lay on the floor in a pool of her own blood. Her eyes were glassed over with a look of terror. Unable to comprehend the situation, Caroline backed away. She closed her eyes and shook her head.

"No, no, no," Caroline said to herself, "Not mom too!" Memories flooded her head. Caroline was on the floor reading a book with her mom and dad. It was before the accident and before today. Caroline had only been three years old. Now, 7 years later, Caroline was all alone. A pang of grief hit Caroline. To much grief at once for a girl as young as herself. That was the event that triggered it. Everything came out at once. A blinding white light shot from Caroline's finger tips and eyelids. A strong wind picked up and the house began to become cold. All Caroline's emotions came out at once. Love, hate, sadness, but most of all, grief. Any human being in the house was surly dead. The man who was hovering over her mother crumbled into dust as soon as the blast of light hit him. Caroline was still pulsing with energy and didn't know how to control her power. The house was being torn apart. Everything was in flames.

When the power finally retreated into the back of Caroline's skull, she gasped at the destruction she had done to her house. Caroline felt trapped. The fire rose higher and started to lick the the dark sky overhead. Sirens filled the air and Caroline fell to her knees. She was alone. Standing in the middle of a fire. Her head swarmed with millions of thoughts and she knew, she had to find an answer and get vengeance on the man who had killed her mother.

The firemen arrived a couple moments later and scooped Caroline out of the fire. Tears made thin clean paths through the ash that coated her face. Her frail body was shaking and her breaths became heavy and labored. Caroline took one last look at her burning house. I caused this, she thought. Then, she blacked out and fell limp in the fireman's strong arms.

A/N: Sorry that the prologue is so short. The next part is longer I promise. So, do you like it? Please comment and vote. It would make my day!! Also, I'm going to be pretty busy because of school so I wont be able to update for a while. Sorry y'all! Thanks for reading!

-elliebelle22 ;)