You took out a pair of keys from your back pocket with great difficulty. Having to resort in putting down a few bags in the process. 

When you finally got them out you unlocked the door, recollected the bags on the floor, and walked into the kitchen, you thought you heard a door slam but ignored it for the time being. It could've been anything.

You placed all of the bags onto the counter and started to put their contents away when a small form ran right behind you. 

You looked and saw a shaking little girl, your 10-year-old sister, gripping your shirt. You were about to ask what was wrong when you heard a sadly familiar drunk voice call out: 

"OH, don't you Dare run from Me you little Brat!"

The voice seemed angry and slurred, you folded your arms as a woman runs in, her appearance showed that she was middle-aged and badly disheveled. With graying blond hair all tangled up like a rat's nest, her dark blue eyes slightly cloudy.

Her clothes were ruffled up as well, a black shirt and grey pants, she had dark purple and blue round circles around her eyes, which made her seemingly look like a raccoon.

 You stared at this woman who was, unfortunately, also known as your mother.

"And what, pray tell, is the meaning of this?" You asked coldly.

 Your mother paused slightly at the sight of you, a look of slight fear in her eyes, your sister cowered from behind you when the woman said finally:

"We were just playing tag"

You narrowed your eyes not believing a word she said.

"With a kitchen knife? Really mother, that's not any way to play tag, what really happened." You pulled one arm from your cross and gestured towards the kitchen knife your mother was holding. "Where did you even get it? I thought I locked them all away."

Feeling a tug on your (F/c) T-shirt, you looked down, seeing your sister, frightened as she was, she wanted to tell you something. Though, since she was mute, she couldn't talk like normal so she resorted to Sign Language.

'She found your spare keys. She's trying to hurt us again' You clenched your teeth and snapped your head back to your mother.

"Again?" You stared at your mother's eyes "How much did you drink?" You deduced she was probably black-out drunk, but you were only gone for an hour at most.

Your mother, due to the effects of the alcohol she had consumed earlier, reacted slowly so it took her a few seconds to register what you had said to her when she did answer it was almost enough for you to blow a fuse.

"Half of Devil Springs" 

What the What. 

The next time you spoke anyone could clearly sense you barely had any control over your anger. 

"Half? Of the Devil Springs Vodka? I threw that away months ago." Your hands were shaking. Your mother shrugged.

"I got another one." You furrowed your eyebrows.

"How?! I've made sure you haven't left this apartment for years!"

She had the audacity to smile.

"Technology is wonderful that way."

You growled quietly, but then, a thought came to your mind and the anger turned to stone cold fear. Your brothers. Where were they?

"Elijah, Agrain!! Where are you!?" Now thinking about it, your mother had definitely done something to them, a cry sounded from the direction of their room.

"(Y/N)!!"

You, now being fueled from a familiar mix of rage and dread, rushed to their room and kicked, and yes kicked, the door.

Said door swung from its former place, revealing two young figures, in the near-dusk light from their window. 

 Elijah, the older of the two, had both of his arms in awkward positions resulting in having broken bones there were places where the shattered bones pierced the skin and made wounds and scarlet blood oozed out of them and onto the carpet, and into the pool of blood below him, there was blood on his face as well, resulting from multiple scratches, and cuts, 

Agrain, younger by two years, was in no less of a predicament, his arms also broken and at weird angles, however, there were fewer cuts on his face and both of the boys had expressions of pain, making your heart twist. To make things worse, there was an iron-tipped hammer beside them. 

You clenched your jaw and took out your phone finally having enough of your mother's crap.

"That. Is. IT.  THIS IS THE LAST STRAW!!" You whipped out your phone that was stuffed into your back pocket and dialed 911, put the phone to your ear, and crouched next to the boys carefully setting the bones back into place.

The brothers had to bite handfuls of cloth stuffed in their mouths, though their screams were still enough to hurt your ears.

When the operator answered your phone you began talking to her, telling her about your mom and how you needed the police, as you were talking you cleaned up the blood on the carpet. You also helped the boys clean off their arms.

When the Police arrived, you greeted them leaving your siblings in the room, telling them to stay as quiet as they could. You found that your mother was hiding and found her in the closet in the room that she lived in.

after you found her and the police took her away, they asked some questions but you managed to get by without revealing very much. 

After that happened, you were back in the boy's room with them sitting cross-legged and their arms in front of them, the wounds were still emitting blood so you knew you would have to act quickly, you touched your necklace jewel. Which hung from a light grey cord around your neck.

 At your touch, the crystal began to glow (F/c).

 The Magickal shield you had surrounded yourself with, to keep your non-human add-ons away and hidden, vanished. 

These add-ons were a Cat's tail, two Cat ears, and a pair of Owl wings, as you put one hand on each of their arms to heal them, you closed your eyes as an (F/c) mist filtered out of them, your hands glowing with the same hue, you remembered how exactly you had gotten the add-ons.

~<~Flashback~>~

You hated seeing those animals be literal guinea pigs, so one day before dawn you woke up and started to your father's lab which was an old work shack the previous owners of your house used for storing tools, when you opened the door, it creaked and you carefully sneaked to a couple of cages intending on unlocking them first, you were about 13 years old at this time.

However, your father had unfortunately spent the night in his lab and had heard you trying to break the lock, 

"What do you think you're doing (Y/n)?" He had said.

You froze and slowly turned toward him his expression one of anger mixed with disappointment, when he started walking toward you his focus was trained solely on you so as a result, he tripped over a loose piece of cord.

Accidentally turning his untested invention to its side, conveniently flipping the 'on' switch on the side, it was on the table with scattered pieces of metal, screws, and bolts, around it.

A beam of white light illuminated you and the animals that were in the cages, you were in the middle, frozen with fear, and the beam seemed to copy the ears and tail of the Cat in the cage to the right of you, the wings of the Owl to the left, and place them onto you, giving you the add-ons you have today, later on, you found out you had powers.

 You could mend anything broken, you could heal, and you could summon strange things that seemed a mix between a talon and a claw, in which you'd deemed Owl Claws.

You had never had found the use of them before, and being the non-violent person you were, you rarely even thought about them. The beam of light had strangely charged your soul, giving you magick, The crystal was now a sort of channeling mechanism.

 You never took off your necklace, for fear of something happening that wasn't in your control...

~<~End of Flashback~>~

When you had come back from memory lane, your brothers looked their healthy selves again including your sister.

Elijah whose appearance was more see-able in the light of the ceiling fan that was in their room, his black hair, tan skin tone and sea-green eyes, wearing a dark green short-sleeved shirt, and dark blue shorts.

Agrain with his brown hair flecked with a lighter shade of brown, blue eyes, also with tan skin, wearing a cream orange tee shirt and grey shorts.

 Finally, your sister who's name is Rose, with a dandelion yellow hair, bright blue eyes, light freckles across her nose and smile that could melt anyone's heart, wearing a bright yellow long-sleeved shirt with light pink rose patterns on it and light purple leggings.

You pulled back your hands and smiled, all three of them came toward you and hugged you, you returned it and when they let go you said 

"Well, I think that is enough excitement for one day." All three of them nodded and went to go get ready for bed, you stood up when you heard your phone ringing from where you had placed it in the Kitchen.

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