Chapter one: Fire
I stood with my books clutched to my chest, my head cast down the ever-present baseball hat atop my head. It hid my eyes, the color of blood and fire. My mother used to tell me that God had thought I was so beautiful that I didn't need real eyes, so He replaced them with only the finest of rubies. Of course, that was when I was little. Now, if people see my eyes, they scream at me and run, telling me to go back to the Hell I came from. Little did they know that I could easily send them there.
The teacher, Ms. Jackson, I think it was, broke me from my thoughts. "Miss Titania, you may sit over there." I looked to where she was pointing, a desk in the far back corner of the room by the window. Perfect. A new school, a new start, right? Apparently not. I would still be the creepy girl at the back of the room, although I suppose it rather fit my personality. I walked to my seat and all the other kids stared at me, some of them trying to catch a glimpse of my eyes. I guessed the rumors had spread to this town too.
Sliding into the cold plastic orange chair felt odd. Normally I would have been interrogated by the other students by now. Ms. Jackson looked straight at me. "Titania, I'm sorry, but we don't permit hats in this school, please remove it."
Usually I would have complied and hid my face behind my long, thick blond hair, but something about this lady made me feel… I don't know, nauseous, uneasy, scared even. and I wasn't one to be easily scared. I glanced up at her and let the light hit my eyes, making them glow. I stared at this woman for what seemed like forever, thoroughly enjoying the terrified look she had painted on her face. Needless to say, she let my hat slide.
The day passed relatively quickly, and no one else mentioned my hat. My walk home was unusual though. A short girl with paper white hair came bounding up to me as soon as I left the school yard. Since it was winter, it was really not a smart choice for me to wear my usual attire; a knee length black and red skirt and a tank top really were too little for the cold Alberta winters, so not wanting to freeze my butt off I walked quicker to get away from the girl. But being the persistent brat she was, she continued to follow me calling my name frantically ,"Titania! Titania!"
God, she's annoying… she'll be the first to go, I thought angrily. I whirled around fast enough to knock the base ball cap off my head "What?! What could an annoying little brat like you want!?" My eyes locked on hers and the pendant around my neck started to heat up. Something was going to burn that night, and it would most likely be her. Her eyes flashed with recognition, and I used that pause to make my escape, running down the street to the house at the end and slamming the door. It was clear I would not be staying here long.
The night came slowly, I lay awake in my bed of flames thinking of all the ways I could and would burn that girl. Finally after what seemed like forever the first rays of moonlight shone through my window, I sat up and looked at it for a few moments, then stood. Never had I burned anyone this young, well there is a first time for everything. I laughed evilly, dawned my red velvet cape and left the house in search of the girl that would be my first.
Not in a single house! Not even one. Of all the houses in this town couldn't I find her! It was like she didn't exist, but I knew she did! I saw her she had to be real! On the verge of giving up I sat down hard on a park bench, no need for warm clothes now the fire in my heart would keep me warm. I put my head in my hands ,utterly defeated, when I saw a flash of silver dart into the cemetery across the street. Immediately I stood to follow it.
There she sat, silver hair falling over her shoulders and face, black dress spread out beneath her. Her hands, small and delicate gripped a headstone, her tears reflected the moonlight. She looked sad...almost normal, but she was not, she was a monster. She turned to face me her blue eyes glistening in the dim light "Titania...i knew you would come" her voice was soft and meaningful she stood slowly looking me in the eyes. My voice was much different however, I sneered at the girl "It's your time, girly" she nodded solemnly "Amoretta, my name is Amoretta Hamilton". I laughed "I don't care what your name is, its not my job to know your name! As a twenty first century executioner it is my job to take scum like you off this Earth" I snapped my fingers and the bottom of her beautiful black dress became orange and red, she screamed and tried to put it out. The pendant around my neck began to burn, as it has done so many times before, before I could blink my body was covered in flames, it did not hurt, fire could not hurt an executioner such as myself. She screamed louder this time as she fell to the ground, her entire dress seemed to be made of flames now. I stood above her and smirked "I told you it was your time" I drove the knife I carried in my cape straight through her chest and stuck it in the ground underneath her. I looked up to the sky, smoke and ash floating its way up to the moon, and laughed, I laughed like I had never laughed before. The thrill of the hunt was just too much fun! I would never get tired of it! I stepped away from her, the flames around me extinguishing themselves. She was young and had energy, she crawled over to the headstone and leaned against it. And with one ear splitting scream she vanished in a puff of flames and smoke. I looked at the headstone that read:
A beloved daughter taken before her time
I smiled to myself when I heard a rustle in the bushes and saw the head of a dark haired boy, I felt the necklace tingle as it heated up. This town is more haunted than I thought, maybe i would be staying longer than I expected. Because I am Titania Finnegan head executioner of The Order of the Phoenix and I refuse to let these...things remain on Earth.