January 2024 to September 18th 2026

Once upon a time, a single mother with her two babies.
Sissy Brooks was twenty-one when she got pregnant with a stranger. A handsome blonde stranger though, whose name is Toby. At least it was the name he responded to.
The ginger young woman had a singer dream, she wanted to be cast on the Broadway and delight the public with her voice. Her parents, Irish Devon and Leanna Brooks, didn't agree with that because they thought she'd waste her tuition for a childish dream, but it was her future so they didn't step in too much. The first months, she sang her original songs in some bar and the Brooks seniors promised to give her financial support, but when it came up that her efforts hadn't results, they pressed her to change path, to enter in the real world. A financial world which didn't give a chance to lower people with such dream.
At that time, she came across Toby, a blonde guy who seemed more lost and younger than her. And more in need of comfort. He was a mess, he drank and talked about his life, his cooking study or something in the like in U.S (and she wondered why to go so far), about this boy who won't see him and why he was so upset. In hindsight, Sissy should have thought of him being gay, or at the very least in love with the man, but she was also drunk and also talked about her troubles and by that time, they were in her apartment and had sex.

It was blur one and may be a little awkward sex, but also the sweetest. He was virgin and she just had one boyfriend before. He was gentle and sweet and Sissy felt cherished for the first time since a long time.

The next day, he hadn't run away and waited her to wake up, but he was clear, it was just drunk sex, nothing more. She agreed, because she didn't think that she could handle a relationship with all the work problem (or lack of). But before he left, he said a thing that give her hope again.
" You have nice voice, I like your song. I think it'd be nice if I can hear more. "
Sissy couldn't help but cried, a lot. It was all she wanted, a cheer, an honest review which give her the strength to continue, the path that she chose with passion. She thanked him with tears and he kissed her in the temple and wished her success.

They never met again.

Just after this encounter, a man found her to record her songs and it was her debut.
For her dream career but also the nightmare life.
Don't give her wrong, but to be pregnant when her career just began wasn't the best thing ever. Devon and Leanna cut all contact with her, calling her name, upset that she didn't even know the baby's father last name (if it was even the real first name). Frank, her manager, helped her find an accommodation in that way. It was difficult to handle her success and the life who was growing up in her body, because, of course, she kept it.

Them, she had to correct because there were two babies. Twins. Thank god, she kept her form and continued her life on the scene plus on the screen. Yes, she got a role with her condition because the cast looked for a pregnant woman and it was just a plus if it was true. So, with that, her finance was assured.
The sixteenth of September 2025, it was Eli's and Ethan's Brooks birth. It was both a painful and a happy day. Painful, because she was alone, having neither family nor husband, and happy, because her days will be filled with love and fondness for two angels.

However, she was never prepared for supernatural.
Her babies weren't normals. They were magics. At their ninth month, the red hair, Eli, was the first to manifest his power, being the elder. He lit his eyes at bedtime for her attention (to change their diaper or for a lullaby), he called a little wind at three p.m after nap so she rested herself and him and his brother had weird communication with their hands that create twist in her flat.
And Sissy didn't know how to deal with that. Her kids, beautiful baby boys weren't ordinaires, maybe they weren't even humans, and this hypothesis scared her.

Two months before their first birthday, the young redhead actress searched anything about paranormal fact. On the net, she read some stories about ghost or magus, people who can use some spell to accomplish some wish. One of them intrigued her. There was a cavern in this island which could clear out your memories.

" Go to Faroe Islands,
Find the wizard with a coat,
Send him all your own treasure
That he may be grant your wish " Sissy chanted when she entered in the cave.
It was damp and clammy, dark and quiet. Even the sound of waves was suppressed by the cloudiness.
" Forget all of that, maybe it was the solution. "
A shape broke away in the darkness to turn toward Sissy. His gaze was over the two cradles.
" You sure you wanna do this ? What about them ? "
Sissy swallowed loudly before answering shakily.
" I don't have a choice. I can't... I can't keep them when I saw all they could do. Maybe I'm wrong about what I chose but... I couldn't do anything else. When I close my eyes, all I can visualize is that one day, they will grow up and by that time I can't do anything to stop them. It totally scare me off. "
She choked in tears. There was beat of time where neither of the two spoke up, but eventually, Sissy recovered partially and thrust the cradle toward the magician.
" Please, please rub away all my memories about them. "

And the magician complies because it was his job.

There was a thin paper between the redhead baby's sheet, a letter for the person who will raise those children.

Their father.

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(Initially posted : 11 Septembre 2017 à 21:07)