42A/N. Hi everyone! This is my first story, YAY! I DO NOT own the Covenant or any of it's characters (sniffs), but I DO own Rachel Danvers & any other new characters in the story, that will come later on. Anyway I would very much appreciate reviews and I hope everyone enjoys it! Thank you!
I was driving in my car through the familiar roads of Ipswich, Massachusetts. I didn't want to be here again. It brought back memories. Memories, I didn't want to remember. I left when I was 12 years old. Well, I wouldn't want to call it left, I would call it getting kicked out of my own house.
My mother and I never got along. I was always Daddy's little girl. While, Caleb was always Mommy's little boy. She never treated me like a daughter, whenever she saw me she would stare at me like an insect, that needed to be squashed. That's what she saw me in her eyes.
Caleb was her favorite. He ever got in trouble with our… brothers , he was still a perfect little angel in her eyes. A golden boy. The goody-too-shoes. Always running back to mommy. It makes me sick. But, oh no. If I ever got in trouble, it was the end for me. I was the rotten child.
When we we're all younger Caleb and I were civil…most of the time. But if something ever happened, he would always stay on mommy's side. My Father would always defend me, but when he started using his powers too much and started getting sick, he wasn't around to defend me anymore.
Mother took that as an advantage and sent me away to my Aunt Clara's. She told anybody who asked about me, that I volunteered to go stay with her sister-in-law because it was too hard to deal with two children without her husband's help. What a joke. And all the idiots believed her. No one saw through her lies.
The other Sons saw how she treated me, they looked at me in pity at times. But they would never go against Caleb. They always took his side.
Now, I hate Caleb and the Sons with a passion. When I left, he didn't even try to contact me. I called, wrote letters not to just him, but to all of them. None of them returned any. I finally gave up and decided to live a new life. A life without the Sons or the "Covenant". But that little world I built soon crashed.
It was on my 13th birthday when I got my powers. I knew about the powers because I always heard the parents telling the rest of the Sons how on their 13th Birthday at the time of their birth they would get them. I was always interested by them, but I never worried -knowing I would never get them. So, it was a surprise went I got them, since I was the first female witch in the recorded history of the Salem Witch Trials.
So, let's just put it this way, I was scared! I didn't know how to control it, I had to learn and teach myself. I didn't dare ask my Aunt Clara. With my luck, she probably would have sent me away. I never told anyone, afraid of everyone thinking I was insane.
It had been 5 years almost 6, when I made a mistake and my secret was not just a secret anymore. I was at our house on the beach, practicing my magic. I knew my Aunt wouldn't be home for another couple hours, so I was using to clean my room. Everything was floating around the room and my eyes were pitch black. But, I didn't notice my Aunt in the doorway horror stricken. When I finally did notice she looked at me like…I was a monster.
She sent me away to the one place I never wanted to return to again. The one place with the people I never wanted to see again. The one place I never could call home. My Hellhole, called Ipswich, Massachusetts.
A/N This is just the prologue. I will be posting the first chapter soon. So do you like it? Good? Bad? Blah? (lol) Please review so I know how I am doing. Thank you!
P.S Should this be a Chase/Oc or a Reid/Oc? Cause I have ideas for both! XD