McConn House 2033

Kiara barely noticed when her wand left her hand as the world had gone dim. She then barely heard the name of torture curse being called.

When she got hit she screamed in pain of course she did, who wouldn't?, but she entire being was not in it.. like she didn't care that she was being tortured. She know she would die soon and that was about all she knew.

Her eyes traveled to where her husbands body lay, and soon her cries in pain were not from the curse. She was grieving for all the people she had lost.

Sevastyan
Viper
Ethan
Juria
Eglantine..
and her dear Ciaran

He and the children were the only things kept her going after all this.... oh how she wished her could keep going for her children. The last thing she wanted to do was to leave them, and Horatio.... poor Horatio. Life had been cruel to him, now he had to live without any of them and care for children who had lost there parents. All them he knew.

"I am so sorry My children.... Horatio... I wish I could stay for you....." she thought

Soon she forced her body on to hands and knees and pain stakingly crawled toward her husband.

Sreaming with pain and sobs all the way....

She wished she could say goodbye to them one last time.

Raewyn was only vaguely aware of her two children levitating her husband and fallen sons from the building. Kiara was the only thing she saw.

Anger seethed up through her as the other woman crawled toward her dead husband's body. No...she would not give the damned a chance to say goodbye to him...

Pointing her wand at Kiara's back, she cast the killing curse... green light erupted from the tip of her wand, piercing into the younger woman's flesh.

Kiara fell to the ground looking dead for a moment however she pheonix pendant glowed a bright gold keeping its mistress alive.

"noo..." she whispered and even weaker then before she pushed herself up... but fall back down again.

"I... will ...not be... stopped.." she said faintly as she inched forward slowly on her stomach towward Ciaran.

"Mother!" Raewyn turned to find her daughter staring at her and left Kiara alone to help her with Charles.

As they carried the large purger from the house, a small smile cracked his face. "Let it burn..." he whispered. And more than happy to do anything her father desired, Lalasa, pointed her wand at the curtains in the living room and set them alit with a fire spell. The cloth slowly began to crackle and burn, spreading the flames to the sister curtain at its side. Soon flames licked the wooden walls and began to eat at the carpet.

Without looking back, the purgers apparated away.

Kiara gasped as she saw the house start to catch fire, she would be fine in the flames, but she wanted to protect Ciaran body.

Reaching for strength she didn't have in her she picked herself up again crawled as fast as she could go and tears flowed down her face, how could it be over so soon..

She sobbed as she finally reached Ciaran and the fire had spread quickly, and she barely managed to put up as shield with just enough power to deflect the flames around them.

As the shield took more and more of her borrowed life she lay beside him her head on his shoulder, where she had put it so many other times before when he lived.

Finally as the bigger flames that threatened to burn them died away Kiara dropped her shieild have only minutes left.

Lifting her pendant that lay on her chest she whispered "Protect my children when I am gone.... keep them safe.... I love them so much...sorry I.... can't be... there..." she breathed..

"My babies.....I love you"

Then A moment later the light left her eyes and the pendant broke into 3 peices. a dagger, and two gold viles.

They waited for there new owners to arrive.

Tav had waited an hour or so before he returned to the house. He left his brother and sister outside by the tree and entered the burning house on his own. Tears immediately filled his eyes as he looked through the smoke and flames for his parents.

Wand out and prepared for anything, he called out for his father and then his mother. Finally he found their bodies, protected from the flames by a shield which had failed. Dropping to his knees, he gasped from sheer agony as it he carefully checked for a pulse on his mother and then his father.

"No..." he whispered, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Please...no." He gently pulled his mother into his arms, ignoring the blood that stained his clothing. Rising to his feet he carried his mother from the house and laid her on the grass outside. Returning for his father, he had just lifted Ciaran when he saw the pendent. Blinded by tears, he scooped up the pieces and carried his father from the burning house.

Once his father had been laid beside his mother, Tav fell to sit beside them and sobs wracked his body.

The three pendant peices floated on there own once the presence of there new owner came to. The dagger floated to Tav and it even conjured its self a mini shelth so it could be carried.

Rossalyn stiffened when she saw her oldest brother carry there parents out of the house...

"Edan... please tell me this is one of my nightmares... and I will wake up soon.... Please"

Then the golden wing shaped viel floated to her and she her brother, each of them forming a string around them so the could be used as neckleces.

"This... this is from Mama's pendant" she whispered, then she bolted over to where Tav was with there parents.

"This has to be a nightmare..... it has to be"

She thought franticly as she neared them.

She barely heard her voice "Are they?...." she said barely a whisper, it seemed to bizare.. it had to be a dream.

Tav gripped the dagger in his hand, tears still dribbling down his cheeks.

Edan approached Tav and his parents not far behind Rossa.

Looking up and seeing his sister and brother, Tav sniffed back his tears and put on a brave front.
"Yes, Rossa..." he whispered, conjuring two blankets to cover his parents.

Rossa felt something break in her as she dropped to her knees and stared numbly at her parents bodies.

"It is a dream, it is a dream..." she repeated in her mind over and over, willing herself to wake up, but of course she couldn't.

Tav gently pulled his sister into his arms, rocking her as tears continued to slip down his face. Edan was silent, his face frozen in horror.

"Grandpa will be coming soon..." he whispered. Tav nodded.

"Maybe purgers as well..." Tav sighed. With a flick of his wand he conjured two shovels and rose to his feet, patting Rossa's shoulder.
"We'll bury them so the purgers wont... wont take the bodies." Edan nodded and took the shovel handed to him.

"By the tree?" he asked. Tav nodded.

Rossa stiffened as she heard her borthers talk about barring there parents...

Shaking hands went to her head... begging her self to wake up. For her father to be holding her comforting her. For she mother to sing the nightmares away...

"This can't be real...." she murmered quietly to no one in particular, her eyes glazed over as she once again looked at her parents covers dead bodies.

"They can't be...." she whispered again in the same tranced like tone.

Tav and Edan slowly and rather agonizingly began to dig a hole in the earth under a large tree... the tree had once held a swing which Ciaran had built for Tav, when he was born. And later it had served as a play area for the three children as they had played with their friends both in and around it...
Now, it would stand as a shade for a grave... two graves. The thought was almost more than Tav could take. And yet, he had to be strong for his sister and brother.
The dull clunk of the shovels hitting into the earth soon became imprinted into his memory and he closed his eyes and rain began to fall. Could it become any worse, he wondered...

Keine Angst vor dem Tod...((Do not fear death)) was whispered in Rossa's mind. A long ago planted thought by a woman who had loved her dearly and now had departed as well.

Rossa wanted to argue with the voice but found her couldn't , she wanted to cry she couldn't. She wanted to scream and demeand where her parents were, but again she couldn't. She was frozen, in shock unable to do anything but stare as her brothers dug the graves.

Just watch in horror as her nightmare came ture and then some.

This was too much for her to take, her mind just couldn't or didn't want to wrap around the fact her parents were gone.

As the rain plastered his hair to his face and neck, Tav threw down his shovel and gently picked up the wrapped body of his step-mother. He remembered the day his mother had been buried and now he had to bury his mum... it was too tragic to be real.

He knelt down and laid her in the shallow grave. The rain had already turned the ground to mud, but he had cast a spell over the grave to keep it dry. Edan levitated their father over and laid him next to Kiara.

"Mol an latha math mu oidhche.
Praise the good day at the close of it." he murmured. His father had often stated the saying in the gaelic he so loved...

There was a faint pop and Tav whirled around, wand prepared to attack any who dared attempt to harm his brother and sister.

But it was only Horatio. The venerable wizard was shrouded in a heavy black cloak and his wand hand held his wand tightly as he approached them.

He said nothing as he knelt beside Rossa and Edan. There was nothing anyone could say to comfort them.

Rossa didn't know when Horatio came just that he was there now standing beside her. She was quite close to her grandpapa, when she saw him the flood gate oppened.

One tear at first, mixed with the pouring rain wasn't even noticabled, but then they kept comeing in heavier. Painful sobs soon ecaped her throat, and soon she was crying harder then she ever had before in her entire life.

She gripped him as tightly as she could as her 10 year old body was wracked with sobs.

Horatio held his granddaughter tightly against him as the rain pelting around and against them. Edan began to softly cry to his side, burying his face in his knees.

They were all well acquainted with loss and pain... he having lost his wife and so many others, they having lost their grandmother and now their parents.