A Witch will Rise
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Reading her mother's grimoire while sitting on her bed Aubree began to notice nothing but dark spells. Her father never wanted her to touch the dark spells for both of her parents feared her wings would forever change colors. Flipping through the book she saw a spell that popped out to her even if it called for the most darkest magic. Reading it softly that it barely came off of her lips "Resurrection" thinking to herself "What if I could bring grandma out of the crystal necklace?" She couldn't help but thinking of her grandmother. The way her mother described her always made her feel her grandma was some sort of hero. 

As her uncle Rahab walked by her room checking in on her "Hey little one what trouble you causing now?" Closing the grimoire fast as she looked up at him. She responded with a cheeky smile "Nothing uncle!" Her thoughts were focused on the spell but she remained calm. Everyone always seemed to worry about her since her uncle Mustang had her as a prisoner as a child. She sighed knowing her father had his best intentions at heart when it came to her. Getting off her bed as she ran to catch up with her uncle she smiled. "Well since you asked uncle I could use for some cookies." 

But it never seemed far from her thoughts as she walked with her uncle the thought of resurrecting. Deep down she knew she would resurrect someone back from the dead from what she could see and remember in a past vision she had not to long ago. Knowing deep down in her skin it wouldn't be the one she really wanted to resurrect from the dead. 

Aubree had smiled as her and Rahab made it in the kitchen as she takes her seat as her uncle Rahab had gotten her a plate of cookies. To many had seen her so fragile like lately since, everything she went through while she was captive to Mustang. As the two began to have a conversation about her uncle Xirin about wanting to train her that even her father approved on for his youngest child. Smiling as she finished eating her cookies as she picked up the plate cleaning up after herself.

"Thank you, Uncle Rahab," skipping off to go to the stairway running up the stairs back to her room. She knew they would all be cautious on her lately since she grew more and more eager to do magic. The fact just reading a resurrection spell peaked her interest. But, deep down she knew she could never resurrect her grandmother. She started to yell down the stairs "I'm just going to work a bit on the potion Belle gave me Uncle Rahab." She sighed lying about her working to her uncle even though they would all worry what she was doing. Picking up the grimoire from the bed as she opened the book to the last page she had opened reading the resurrection spell again. She shook her head "No not that one." She turned the page open to get someone out of her life spell. Deep down she wanted to know the feeling to get one of her uncles out of her life and everyone kinda knew it by the way she was disgusted on what he did to them all her family she thought. 

She knew that she would be opening a can of worms if she ever casted this spell. She looked down reading this spell over and over again that it became song. "If I do this I could hurt someone, but if I don't I will forever be taunted by him." She tossed the book at the door as she screamed loudly. She was not sure what to do when it came to wanting her uncle Mustang out of her life. Everyone knew that things between her and her uncle were on hinges ever since he tortured her mother and the young one watched it. She shook her head as she let herself slide against the wall her knees scrunched up enough to where she could place her head between her legs as her bottom was touching the back of her feet. Hearing a knock on the door as she started crying "No please uncle I am okay." Still hearing the young witch cry Rahab opened the door watching her cry. Aubree stood up walking towards her uncle with tears rolling down her cheek.

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