"Y-Yeah," Lyra stuttered. She glanced at the house -- it gave her goose bumps. "I guess we'll just have to go and see what kind of person uncle is." Calmly, the girl took her little sister's hand and cautiously walked down to the house.

Angela walked beside her sister towards the house. It looked like a pretty nice house. she was nervous when they reached the front door.

(ok one lol we are making my girl sound like a little girl. i think i might change her age lol to like 9. and also do you want to be the uncle or shall i?)

((I'll play the uncle I suppose o.o ... and you don't have to change the age xD... Lyra can just be very overprotective >w<))

Sighing deeply, Lyra knocked the on door, waiting for someone to come answer it. She had the weirdest feeling in her gut, so he clenched her fist tight to prepare for an attack. I don't even know if we should trust this guy...

When the uncle opened the door, he welcomed the sister in gladly. "Lyra, Angela! How you two have grown! Come inside your Uncle Marcel's home; I was expecting you to come. Your parents always told me that if anything happened to them, I'd be the go-to man." Leading them inside, the uncle shot a sly grin at his servant. Chuckling, he led them into an empty room and left them alone, leaving a bottle of juice on the table.

Lyra wriggled around slightly when Marcel left. "I've got the creepiest feeling, 'ya know?"

"i didn't. he seems nice, but creepily nice," she said. She sat at the table and poured some juice in a class and took a sip.

Before Angela could take that one sip of juice, she knocked the cup out of hands. "Don't drink!" she hissed angrily. "I don't trust him. That could be poisoned. Don't touch anything in here." Protectively, Lyra put her arm around Angela's shoulder and pulled her close. She started to feel the same thing from when they were on the street -- shadows. I don't get it... what is this?

"Lyra chill out. I seriously doubt its poisoned. Your just over reacting" she said.

Mumbling some obscenities, Lyra sighed and grabbed a cup of juice herself. Maybe Angela was right. Maybe she was just being a little silly. Taking a sip of the juice, she sighed and looked around.
It was only a few minutes later that she started to feel unnaturally sleepy. "U-Ugh.. wha..."

Angela took a sip of some herself. Her eyes then began to feel heavy. "I'm sleepy," she said.

"I... I told you it was poisoned..." Looking around the room carefully, Lyra spotted a little metal bucket in the corner. When Angela wasn't looking, and she knew that no one else was watching the room, she went and regurgitated everything she drank. It smelled like stomach acid. Disgusting. Lyra took some of the juice and poured it in the bucket to mask the smell. At least, now she was recovering from the drink. Plopping back down on the couch, she pulled Angela into her lap. "I won't let him do anything to you..." she murmured, starting to think of a plan to get out of this place.

Angela yawned and fell to sleep.

What a naive child....
Looking about the room, she noticed a closed window. If I'm fast enough, I can break it and carry Angela through. It's a narrow escape but... Lyra's train of thought was interrupted by the sound of voices in the hallway.

"Yes... They... Asleep now because of..." she heard people say. It was only bits and pieces, but if was enough for her. "Their power... ours..."

Power? What power? Damn, I just have to get us out of here.
Picking up a lamp, she chucked it at the window, shattering it into pieces. She hoisted Angela onto her back and jumped through the window, slashing her arms up. With her sister on her back, Lyra sprinted back to the park they were at earlier that morning. Gently, she placed Angela under and tree and let her sleep. I'm so confused! What's going on!?

Angela slept soundly. She hadn't heard anything that had happened.

Sighing, Lyra slumped to the ground. Her cuts were losing blood fast. This wasn't going to end well if she didn't stop it. Rummaging in her pockets, she found some scraps of cloth; she wrapped it around the cuts and relaxed, waiting for Angela to wake up. If they couldn't go to their uncle, maybe they could go to their cousin?

Angela yawned as she woke up. She rubed her eyes. "What happened?" she asked.

Peering at her little sister, Lyra started to explain whatever she knew. "Uncle tried to poison us. I heard him talking about us before I got us out of there, and he said something about powers... I'm frightened now. What powers? Are we different from everyone else? Damn it!" She punched the tree next to her hard, gritting her teeth.

"powers?" she thought for a second. then she thought about it for a second. She always loved being around plants and water. and her sister liked wind and fire. "sister. you know how i like earth and water and you like wind and fire? what if those are out powers" she said. She looked around and picked up a closed rose bud and it sprouted open in her hand. she let out a gasp of amazement.

"Whoa!" Lyra yelled in surprise, jumping up and scooching away from Angela. Then, she thought about it. Holding out her hand, she thought about something that made her all pissy -- her parent's deaths. In the middle of her palm, a huge flame burst out. It covered her hand, but it didn't burn her. Then, she threw the ball of fire up and thought about the wind that she could feel on the roof of her old school. Using her hands, she guided a wisp of wind around the fireball, keeping it afloat until the wind extinguished it. "That's... why we are wanted. This must be why Mom and Dad were killed!"

"it must be" she said. She thought about water and a ball of water floated in her hand. she smiled and let sink into the ground and it looked healthier. " i think your right" she said.

"Amazing... To think we had these powers..." Lyra thought about it for a second before sighing. "Perhaps someone else in the family has something like this? Should we try and find out?"

"maybe our cousin does. lets go find him. if he does i ope uncle doesn't know" she said.

(this sucks. my mom took my laptop to her friend who does computers so i can get microsoft word and powerpoint on there for school so i have to get on our relic computer. SO SLOW!!!)

((ah sorry about that xD that does suck))
((oh and I'll be the cousin I guess 0.0 I love playing multiple characters >w<))

Lyra got up slowly and stretched, the effects from the poison now wearing off. "Alright. Well, I know where he lives, our cousin Jason. We'll have to take the bus." Taking Angela's hand, the girl got her up and started to walk to the nearest bus station, waiting for the early morning bus to the next town over.

"ok. i hope he doesn't turn out like uncle" she said following. She still had the rose in her hand and slid it in her hair.

Lyra agreed, nodding her head lightly. When they got on the bus, Lyra let Angela take the last available seat, choosing to stand instead. "We'll find out soon, hn?"

"yeah we will" she said. She watched out the window the entire way over there.

By the time they made it to the next town, Lyra's legs were like pudding. Stepping off the bus with Angela, they started walking towards Jason's house.