A Reincarnated Curse: The Beginning

Chapter 2

Stammering, I asked. “W-What do you want? How do you know me?”

“You have grown into such a beautiful young woman; you look more like me now than you did then.” She was looking at me like I was her long-lost puppy.

“Who are you!?” Looking at this woman was like looking into a mirror, she really was almost identical to me. How did she know me? In my heart I felt as if I had missed her. How can you miss someone you do not know or have never met? More importantly, why was this woman following me?

“Why did you follow me and what do you want from me?” With tears in her eyes, she pulled her hand to her mouth covering it as she let out a soft cry.

“You really don’t know me?” How would I know her?

“No! Should I?” I asked with my back against the car.

“You feel it, I know you do. We are connected and even more so now that you are sixteen.” She said as she took a step towards me. I tried to back up but I was already against the car.

“Feel what? I think you have me confused with someone else.” I responded as I held my hand up to stop her from coming any closer to me.

“You are my daughter; you must know this.” She said with a strong sound of desperation in her voice, as she reached for my hand.

I dropped my hand to avoid contact with her. “My mom is at home waiting on me to get back I think you have me confused with someone else.” I quickly opened my door and jumped in before the woman could keep talking to me or try to murder me. She was seriously out of it; My mom was at home. “Her daughter? I think not!” I said aloud to myself.

Looking in the rear-view mirror as I drove off, I saw the woman was still standing there watching me drive away. Lost in my thoughts, I jumped as my phone rang. I reached for the phone and it was Amanda. She was probably calling because of how I left.

“Sorry I ran out like that I’m not feeling well.” I said as I answered the call.

“I was wondering what happened, you were acting strange, just wanted to check on you.”

“Yeah I’m fine, just be careful walking to the parking lot there was- “As I looked into the rear view mirror the woman was gone.

“I’m sorry what?” I realized Amanda was steadily talking as I was wondering where the woman went.

“You were saying to be careful walking to the parking lot.”

“Oh, yeah. Um nothing…Just be careful because of it being night and everything.” Where did the woman go so fast? It was as if she disappeared.

“Okay well I hope you feel better!”

“Thanks, I’ll call you tomorrow.” Pulling into my driveway, I parked in the garage and just sat thinking of how crazy the day had been.

“Hey, how do you like your new car?” Startled by my dad’s lack of respect for personal space and knocking on the car window, I jumped.

“Oh my God, you scared the crap out of me!” I said as I turned the car off and opened the door.

“Ha-ha, Are you okay sweetie?” My dad asked as he chuckled at his startling me.

“Yeah, I’m fine, just had a long day.” Walking into the kitchen from the garage I went to the sink to fix myself a glass of water.

“How did your birthday go sweetie?” My mom asked in a strange tone.

As I turned around looking at my mom, I started to pay close attention to how she looked. I looked nothing like my mom. She had short dark brown hair straight as a board. Her eyes were brown, and her skin was pale.

Looking over to my dad sitting at the table, I noticed aside from his blonde hair I looked absolutely nothing like either of them. How did a complete stranger look so much like me and yet my own parents I did not resemble in the slightest? I looked like I was adopted. What if I was, in fact, adopted and the lady was right? No, cannot be. I thought to myself.

“My day went okay, just kind of weird.”

“Oh yeah? How so?” Her mom asked curiously.

“Well, it’s a long story, but the weirdest part was there was a lady tonight that followed me to my car. She was completely out of it. She told me I was her daughter.” I said as I laughed, looking at my parents as I said it, I expected them to laugh or say that it was ridiculous. I watched as they shared a look, and I intuitively knew what the look meant.

“That is ridiculous right, Mom? Dad?” At this point my voice was trembling.

“Sweetie, your mom and I wanted to tell you, it’s just we never found the timing to be right.”

“Are you serious right now!? How could you keep this from me?” Running up to my room I slammed the door and locked it. I was adopted, so the woman at the mall, she could actually be my mother. My whole life has just been one big lie. How could they keep something like this from me, my whole life? Does this mean the dream has some significance?

Walking over to my bed, I laid down and put my headphones in staring up to the ceiling. A little while later, my mom knocked on her door, “Katerina, honey, can I come in?”. I refused to respond. If you can keep something like this from someone, what else could you be keeping? Who are you even? I thought to myself.

Soon the knocking stopped, they got the hint. Obviously, I did not want to be bothered. Drifting off to sleep, I thought, at last some peace. Running in the same field as I always have… “NO! Not again!” I heard myself scream aloud as I shot up from my bed. Why is the dream back? It normally only happens once on my birthday, not twice.

I walked over to my window looking out into the peaceful darkness. “Katerinnnnaaaa.” I heard the voice again, this time it was drug out and it was as if someone was behind me. I jumped back looking around my room to find nothing. That man from my dream, it was his voice again. I should have been completely weirded out, but aside from being slightly startled I felt a sense of familiarity, hope and longing.

Though I did not quite understand yet, the only thing I was sure of, was that I needed to find that woman. She could give me the answers I was looking for. Just as I was about to walk away from the window, I stopped. The woman was standing across the street. Am I seeing things? I thought to myself, or was she really there? Speak of the devil and he appears.

I tried blinking just in case I was imagining the whole thing. She was still there. Sneaking out my window and onto the tree limb that hang, ever so conveniently, beside my window, I climbed down the tree and started walking toward the woman.

If this were a scary movie, I would be yelling at the tv. I have officially become the dumb girl in scary movies that does something when we all know it is a bad idea. I have always had a thirst for knowledge. I need to know everything that I possibly can know.

“What is going on with me? Who are you?” I asked as I walked slowly towards her.

“I told you who I am, and you feel it, you know I tell you nothing but the truth.” She spoke as if she were from a different time. Just like in my dream.

“Why are you here? How did you find my home?” I asked.

This isn’t your home and that is why I am here; I have come to take you home.” As she reached down for my hand, I snatched my hand back.

“You abandon me and pop up sixteen years later with barely any explanation, and expect me to just trust you and go with you anywhere?”

“You don’t understand, but I can show you, and help you to understand. There is much to discuss, and much that you must learn. It is no longer safe for you to be unaware of who you are.” Looking at the lady I realized she was genuinely concerned. For what? I did not know yet, but I could feel in my heart she was telling the truth.

The lady lifted her hand reaching out for me to reciprocate. I looked back at my house; I grew up here with these parents that were apparently strangers all my life. For some reason I felt that I needed to go with her.

Maybe she could shed some light into my life, my dreams, the voice and let us not forget the floating. I turned back to the woman looking at her hesitantly. “Where are we going?”

“I am going to show you. We will be here, and not, at the same time.” The woman smiled as if she were amused.

I hesitated for a moment and grabbed her hand. Suddenly I was in a completely different place and seemed as if she were in a different time.

“Where are we?” I looked around to a familiar place.

“I am showing you the truth and I am showing you why.” She said as she pointed in the direction she wanted me to look.

They were in a small town, with no paved roads. The houses had straw on top like medieval time houses. “This seems so familiar, it’s like I have been…” I drifted off in thought as I saw myself in the field running from the guy from my dream.

“You have most definitely been here before. Long ago when you were born for the first time.”

What in the world was this lady talking about? “What do you mean exactly, ‘Born for the first time.’?” Yep, she was absolutely off her rocker.

“I mean, the first time that you lived, it is called reincarnation.

“Reincarnation?!” I said as I slightly took a step back.

“Look!” The woman said as she pointed to a guy watching intently at me. Well, not me, but the me that was running. Then it hit me, the man that threw the torch at me in my dream. He was handsome, not as handsome as the guy I was running from, but handsome, nonetheless.

“My dream, that I have every year, isn’t a dream is it?”

“No, more like a memory.” She seemed like she already knew that I dreamed this. But how?

“Why do I have the same dream every year on my-”

“Birthday? You have the same dream of this memory every year because it was your birthday when it happened. Your eighteenth birthday to be exact.” She interrupted me, finishing my question for me.

“What is your name anyhow?” I just left my home and ended up in a different time and place with this woman without even asking her name.

Laughingly, she told me, “My name is Venus, but you can call me Mom, or Vee if you prefer.”

Vee pointed to the man that was watching my dream self. I looked and saw he was mouthing something, though we were too far away to hear what he was saying. Although I did not know the man from Adam’s apple, something in his eyes and the way he was watching so intently made me understand. “He loves her, or…me, doesn’t he?”

“I believe he does, but I also believe it had a lot to do with your secret relationship with Alessandro. It is forbidden for our kind to mix or mingle with the nightwalkers. You were breaking the laws of our coven.”

“See, I don’t understand any of this.” I stated, as I ran my hands through my hair, pushing it from my face.

“Okay, you are descended from Royalty, you are heir to our coven, rightfully. As Royalty, you were promised in marriage to Selene DuBois’s son, Raphael. He is the man you saw watching, and the same man who ended your life as you came into your full powers.

Raphael knew you could never love him as you did Alessandro. As such, he decided to cause a disturbance with the townspeople, a riot, to end his own miserable suffering. You were meant to marry him as an alliance between covens. Not even I knew of your indiscretion with Alessandro, until the end.”

“Woah, woah, you have officially lost me. So first you expect me to believe that I am some reincarnated princess of a…coven? What are you saying? I am some sort of witch?”

“Well, Yes.” She responded as straight-faced as possible. She was serious. A witch? I have officially stepped into the X-files.