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I'm a horrible person. Sorry guys. I never update. Anywho I'm updating now and yeah. If you have any questions either PM me or just leave a review. Note I do NOT own KOTLC everything belongs to Shannon I only own the plot. Oh and uh warning, there will be some tortue in this chapter, sorry not sorry. But you need to read this cause it moves the plot along. Um Elora means my light in a language. I don't remember which one sorry. This is a tad early but I wanted to release this as a one year anniversary type chapter thing I don't know.

Chapter 13: Blood is Thicker Than Water

"Hello, dear sister." A voice whispered in Kirrina's ear. Kirrina thrashed and fought against the bindings holding her down. "You need to stop thrashing, you'll hurt your self. And well my dear, we can't have that."

Kirrina heard steps approaching, she turned her head toward where she assumed they were coming from.

A warm hand pressed on her cheek as a cold voice said, "Well, darling seems you have just as much fight in you as your Black Swan counterpart." The hand steadily heated up. Kirrina let out a scream as she smelled the sickeningly sweet scent of burning flesh.

The heat vanished and Kirrina's head fell to her chest. Another pair of footsteps came close to where the young girl was tied up.

"Boss, the Moonlark's fighting again even after we locked up the Vacker boy." A masculine voice said to the pyrokinetic in front of her.

"No you idiot, she'll still be able to communicate with him. They're Telepaths. Put the boy in the freezer maybe that'll teach him some lessons." The pyrokinetic told the other man.

Kirrina screamed into her gag, "NOOOOOOO!" Not Sophie. Not Fitz. They had gone through enough they didn't need this as well.

But they didn't listen, as she heard the footsteps fade, she could almost feel the fear of her brother, the fear of the woman he loved.

"And you my dear. Well, we can't have another Sophie. Lock them all up. And kill the Sencen boy, maybe that'll knock some sense into the Moonlark," then turning back to look at Kirrina he said, "You can't ever escape us. We are like a Hydra, chop off one our heads two more come back. We have operatives all over the world, you can't beat us. And you sure as hell can't get out of this facility. No amount of mind tricks on the Moonlark's part, are going to get a rescuer here. So you might as well get used to this." As the man left a sweet scent filled Kirrina's nostrils as she fell into oblivion.

When Kirrina woke again the same man as before stood in front of her. The man had removed her blindfold and gag. Behind him stood another man, and this one looked extremely similar to Kirrina.

"Do you know who this is?" The man snarled at Kirrina.

In a squeaky voice, Kirrina responded, "Al-Alvar Vack-Vacker" Her voice clenching up from being unused.

Somewhere else in the compound a scream echoed out.

"Oh, that's just your dear little Moonlark. You know, she really should have learned last time not to take the punishment of others." The man said when he saw Kirrina lift her head to find the location of the scream.

Kirrina snarled at the man in front of her who's dark hair was tied back at the nape of his neck. Her cheek still burned from where the man had wounded her previously.

"Do you know who I am little girl?" The man's face had a cold smirk settled on it. His voice raspy and cold. Almost as if dry ice had a voice, that would be his.

Kirrina glared into the man's royal blue eyes, the cold dark eyes.

"You're Gethen. One of the few surviving members of the Neverseen." Kirrina said as Alvar and 'Gethen' laughed. The two men laughed and laughed. But then the mood changed and 'Gethen' slapped Kirrina across the face with a burning hand.

"Wrong. Now you have two more chances. If you get those wrong, I'll burn off your precious Hydrokinetik's hands." The man sneered at Kirrina as she struggled against her bonds. Alvar came up behind her and blindfolded her, before quickly gagging and sending her back to oblivion.

Kirrina's dreams consisted of her seeing a girl's face, the girl looked familiar but Kirrina couldn't tell why. The girl would look at Kirrina in the eyes before turning away and walking away.

The girl had long red hair and Everest green eyes, her skin was pale and dotted with freckles.

After following the girls for what felt like hours, she led Kirrina to a house. The house was painted a light yellow and the eves were white. The front door opened to show a dark-skinned man who smiled warmly at Kirrina and the young girl.

Suddenly the young girl's face became clear, it was Kirrina's younger sister Andie. Andie had grown up, her red hair was darker than Kirrina remembered, and her green eyes had a sharper edge to them.

"Elora, is that you? Is that you my little light?" Out from behind the man, who was standing in the door, came a short woman wearing a pantsuit. Her green eyes matched those of Andie's, and her dark hair tumbled around her shoulders. Out from behind her came another little girl, this one with dark hair, and big brown eyes. The man, who Kirrina recognized as her step-father, picked the little girl up.

"Mama, Maria, Andie, Papa. Why am I here? How am I here?" Kirrina said while looking around. Her mother and step-father looked at Kirrina with slight frowns. Andie was full on scowling at Kirrina.

"Lorie!" Maria shouted while escaping her father's arms and ran toward Kirrina who knelt down and picked up her little sister.

"Put her down Elora, you have no right to act like her big sister. You left us. You left us!" Andie said with a little more force, "You left us in the hands of life without anyone to protect us. We were children, little girls, who needed their big sister by their side." Just then Andie lifted up her shirt showing her mid-drift. There was a scar a perfect circle about an inch in diameter. "You want to know what this scar is from, sister, this is from a man, who came into our home and nearly killed us."

All around Kirrina, her family turned to shadows. Shouting insults and words at Kirrina.

Kirrina fell to her knees clenching her hands to her ears, trying to shut out the noise.

Kirrina's eyes shot open and landed on the man who had burned her. Kirrina's cheek throbbed and she could feel the skin peeling off of her face.

"Hello again, do you have a name for me," The man stood, "Maybe this time I'll give you a little incentive."

The man reached behind him and pulled Linh out of the shadows. Linh was gagged and blindfolded but she seemed to know what was happening around her. Linh made a noise through the cloth in her mouth.

As the man held a flame up to Linh's face he prompted, "Tell me who you think I am, or I'll burn her face off."

Kirrina struggled against her bonds in an effort to get to her friend. She even attempted to conjure them away.

"Sister, you can't escape these bonds, they were made specifically so you can not conjure them away." Alvar's cold voice whispered in her ear sending shivers down her spine.

Linh whimpered at seeing Alvar, her silver eyes searching Kirrina's face.

"But maybe, this isn't enough persuasion little one." The man the turned around again as a pair of hands shoved Biana out of the shadows.

Kirrina tugged at her bonds yearning to help her sister. The bonds held fast and Biana shook her head at Kirrina even though her eyes told Kirrina she was scared.

"Now, we can either do this the easy way or the hard way," the man came closer to Kirrina and was breathing in her face, "So tell me. Who. Am. I." The man practically shouted. His deep voice only amplified by his closeness to Kirrina.

"Are you, Donovan? The missing emissary." Kirrina asked unsure of her answer.

The man laughed and walked away. He stopped in front of Linh and Biana before lighting his fists on fire and hitting the two girls in the stomach. They both kneeled over and screamed as the flames caught on their clothing. Their skin burning for what felt like an eternity, but was really only a few seconds, before the man brought the flames back to his hands. He turned toward Kirrina again and hit her upside the face.

Walking away the man shouted, "Goodbye my little Nightswallow!" Before Kirrina heard his feet move away, and then there was silence, except for the occasional moan from one of the three girls who, with burning skin and wounded hearts, were lying next to eachother. Waiting for their escape.