Free Inherited Magic by Jennifer Mccullah Page B

then?”
    “Other members of The BC. I thought
I had them convinced not to do it, I really did. I tried to make them see that
it would be better to keep her alive, and that she and I could have special
children, a strong new generation with both James and BC blood. I told them she
was already pregnant with our first, and I didn’t have any trouble with them
through the entire pregnancy. I guess I should have known better than to trust
them; they were just waiting for you to be born. You weren’t even a month old
when they killed her. They were too greedy and they wanted her magic too much.”
    “What do you mean by stealing
magic? How does murder have anything to do with it?”
    “When they murder anyone who possesses
the gift of magic, they take their blood and use it in magic transferal
rituals. They could just bleed their victims a little and take some blood, but
the more blood, the more magic they can recover. Plus, I think many members
enjoy killing people. The BC is an ancient group, and over time, they have
perfected the act of murder. No one can cover up the crime like they can.”
    “None of this makes any sense.”
    “All you need to know is that they
want you. The more powerful a person’s magic is, the stronger the gift, the
more desirable that person becomes. That is why they wanted Maria. Her inner
magic was stronger than anyone’s I have encountered, except maybe you.”
    “I don’t have any magical gifts.
I’m not Harry Potter and this is not some fantasy world.”
    “I can sense your magic. You may
not be aware of it, but you have very strong inner magic and they want it.”
    Allison didn’t say anything else,
and she was relieved when she saw Vinnie and Ruby walking out of the little
house.
    “Everything go okay?” Allison
asked.
    “Of course,” Ruby said.
    “Once they realized their options;
either I go with you or they have to put up with me for an entire week or two,
they were happy to say yes,” Vinnie said.
    He made jokes, but Allison could
tell it really bothered him more than he would ever admit.
    Allison sat silent, trying to
process the ridiculous information that Cain had just told her. Nothing made
any sense. It was all something she would read in a book, just a story, not her
life. Her father used to belong to a group who was responsible for the death of
her mother. Maybe he still belonged to that group. Maybe he was leading them
all to their death. How could she know? She bent over, digging through a bag,
locating her MP3 player and sticking the ear buds inside her ears. She could
not stand to hear anything else at the moment.
    Vinnie must have had his own
questions, because Allison noticed that he was engaging Cain in conversation.
Allison tried to sleep. It took a while, but she drifted off. While she slept,
images filled her mind. She dreamed of men kicking the trailer door open and
rushing inside. The man from her dreams was leading the charge. They searched
the trailer, finding it empty. Adam was there and the man was yelling at him,
though she was not sure what language he was speaking. He was not happy with
Adam that much was clear, regardless of language barriers.
    The RV hit a pothole or something
in the road, jarring Allison’s head. She jerked awake, noticing that it was now
dark outside. For a moment, she was startled, forgetting where she was. Allison
rubbed her eyes and looked around. Ruby was standing in the kitchen area,
heating some canned soup. Allison walked back to her grandmother.
    “I had a dream about Adam and those
men. I think he may be in trouble.”
    “It’s not a dream, it’s a vision.
When you first receive your abilities it is easier to have visions while your
conscious mind is resting.”
    “They’re in the trailer and Adam
was there. The one man from my charcoal drawing was yelling at him.”
    “His name is Jackson, and I would
assume that he was mad because Adam failed to lead them to us.”
    That thought never occurred to her,
and she