Knights And Days Prolouge
(Tbh I couldn't think of a name for the fic, but here is what it will be till I find a better one.)
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Virgil remembers the day his mother died clearly. He and his older brother, Remy, were heading home from school, walking since they literally lived right next to it.
Virgil remembers opening the door and nothing but silence greeting them. Absolute silence.
In all honesty that should have been their first clue that something was wrong. There was always sound in their home. Whether is be the shuffling of feet and items as their mom cleaned, or the soft scratches, swishes and mechanic whirls from her making another piece of art or clothing. None of this could be heard that fateful winter day.
"Mom?" Virgil had called out, worried. Even Remy was uncharacteristically quiet.
The two children had entered the house slowly, as if afraid to disturb the silence for fear of it swallowing them up. They noticed things disturbed from their normal place. Broken picture frames, things smashed, and weird cut marks in the walls that looked like they came from claws. The 7 and 9 year olds began to huddle together, seeking comfort in one another as they headed to the living room.
Virgil remembers smelling a horrid, metallic smell along with something that smelled like rotten eggs as they drew closer to the living room.
........That's where they found her. Their loving, kind, always smiling mother.....lying on the floor in a pool of blood, a bloody hole where her heart should be.
Virgil remembers screaming, the image of his mother's lifeless golden eyes staring at the ceiling burning into his head.
Unfortunately things go fuzz for him here. 'Shock' the doctors had called it later. Virgil can vaguely recall his brother Remy calling 911.... but virgil couldn't look away, wishing with all his might that his mother would get up, tell him that it was ok.....
.....She never did......
That was 4 years ago.... Since then he had been separated from his brother and placed into foster home after foster home. Weird things kept following him no matter where he went. And now, at 11, he knew he was cursed. That was the only explanation.
He thought his life couldn't ever get better.... Untill he received a strange letter that would change everything. This is Virgil Knights story of how he became
A WIZARD!
@nil-the-glitch (the beginning of the fic you inspired :D )
AN: so this was shorter than I planned for a 'chapter' I promise most of the other ones will be much longer. Sorry it's so short.
