Chapter 1.22 Interlude; The Antagonist

If you have to be the antagonist, you often have a lot more creative powers. You have a lot more color to you.

Elli wandered around her favourite room in her castle. Perhaps that was a good thing about living a long time, there was so much you could do and collect. So much you could see and aspire. Sure, there's the tragedy of death, but that just becomes a hollow numb feeling after a while.

But when you're as old as Elli, you see things in a new light. Is death really such a bad thing? No. Its a beautiful thing. The stage where your heart stops, your lungs don't work, everything shuts down. Why is it always known as such a bad thing?

Elli never will quite get why mortals get so beat up over death, and why they fear it. It's a state of forever resting, forever peace. She half smiled, remembering the time she influence a young witch into doing the greatest sign of peace one could see. It was probably time for something like that to happen again.

Obviously, that was her plan. She wanted someone innocent, someone unaware of the past. Many people knew about it, or at least part of it. That's why no one would want to be a witch, or even anything powerful. Luckily, that part was already done.

There was the sound of someone in front of Elli, which made her roll her eyes. She knew what it would be about.

"Why are you doing this again?" The teen behind the other couch asked. Her brother. Well, that was what he thought at least. "Its like you don't remember what happened." He snapped.

"I do remember. It was an amazing time." She sighed softly, not in the mood for this. She looked up to see him, half smiling. "If you were there too, you'd be on my side."

"I don't have the same beliefs as you Elli. I'm not like you." He growled, obviously really bothered by this. "Why are you even going through all the effort just for this?" He came from around the back of the couch, raising his voice.

She shrugged a little, still smiling "Boredom, and hardly anything interesting happens in this town."

"So that's why you want to mess around with a mortal? Not to mention messing with her when she was a child? You're messing up her life Elli!" He yelled.

"Lay off Liam, sheesh!" She snapped back, glaring at him. "Why do you care anyway?" She stepped towards him "Which one of us was the womanizer?" She raised an eyebrow.

He pursed his lips "That's a different thing Elli." He folded his arms. "What I did only hurt them for a little bit. What your willing to do it going to mess up everything." He sighed.

"Its one mortal. There are a lot in this town. I don't get what the problem is." Her eyes widened at him, mostly in defence. Not like she particularly needed it.

"The problem is that you're going to hurt a lot of people, innocent people." He frowned. "And you're not even going to be the one feeling guilty."

Elli sighed softly, thinking of something to say when she thought of it. "Do you get upset when someone beats cancer? Or if someone defeats a disease?" 

Liam furrowed his eyebrows, following her "No, why would I?"

"Because, a lot of cells are killed for nothing. A whole lifeform in someone is gone, just like that." She started, having some sympathy for once. It made him uncomfortable.

"Really, humans are like a disease to the Earth. We slowly kill her with our poisons and pollution." She sighed, "So, really, isn't that what a disease would do to people? I'm merely just helping the earth getting over a disease." She explained softly, as if Liam was a child.

He hated to admit that it made sense, but it still didn't mean that you could just kill people. "You can't just kill people when you please." He mumbled, "Besides, is she even powerful enough?"

Elli shrugged "With the wand, she will be." She sighed "Are we done with 20 questions now? Its getting boring."

He frowned a little "She has it? Are you sure that's safe? It is known to be a little rouge with spells sometimes..."

She scoffed "Like anything I've done is safe so far."

Liam went even paler, and asked "She is a natural witch, right? You didn't turn her, did you?" He was starting to get worried.

"So what if I did turn her?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Its not like there's all too much you can do about it. You can't ever go out in the sunlight to talk to her about it without burning to a pile of ash." She laughed, looking at him.

"That's not funny Elli, and don't change the subject." He glared at her, while she just grinned at him.

"I'm going to go outside. Bye." She grinned, and walked away from him. "Have fun inside, like always." She called, and there was the sound of the door closing.

Liam sighed softly, hating his sister sometimes. He hated having to stay in this castle, mostly because Elli was determined on staying here too with him. He felt really bad about this witch, and wanted some way, any way at all to help. He knew there were easy ways to help, and which would make him happier too, and make the castle quieter. But it's just the question of whether or not he would ever actually be brave enough to do something like that...

Chapter 1.21 New Secrets, New People                                                    

Chapter 1.23 Birthday Blues

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AN: Sorry that Elli looks kinda different, I cleared my cc folder and I can't remember where I got some of the stuff from.

So, this was an interlude, and I think I'll have one or two each generation. Usually fairly short-ish I guess.

Chapter 1.21 New Secrets, New People

Connor honestly felt guilty about what he was doing.

As he began to search around Rosie's room for clues, he couldn't help but feel bad. Well, of course he would feel bad, it was a dishonest thing to do, besides he really didn't want to stumble across 'girly things'. He felt uncomfortable just thinking about it to be fully honest, and he shuddered at the thought of what she may be hiding.

Connor was mostly thankful that Rosie was downstairs, practicing the bass, and his Mom was playing the keyboard along with Rosie, meanwhile Thomas was busy decorating the new baby's room. If it wasn't for everyone being buys, he would not be doing this. He felt bad about this, invading her personal space, but he needed answers. Full and proper answers. Sabrina's suspicions about Rosie honestly worried him, and he wanted to know if she was a witch or not, and if so, how?

He still kept on searching, his eyes widening when he found what he was looking for. He saw the sleek, black wand on the cushion, and couldn't help but wonder how long she took hiding it. Probably not too long... He managed to get it, and looked it over as he put it and the cushion up on the chest of drawers, a little scared about what it might do.

It sure looked real, that was something. It didn't look like the kind you would get from a fair for 50 simoleons, it looked expensive. Again, it raised more questions than it actually answered. Like how did she get this wand, or even became a witch in the first place... He knew he wasn't the right person who would know about these things, so he kinda had to call the only person he knew would.
He dialled that person, and just said "I found it."

Even though her Daddy got the instruments for Erin, that doesn't mean that Rosie can't use them. Sure she's not quite as good as Erin is, but practice makes perfect, right? Luckily she was too distracted by her music to go up to her room, otherwise Connor would be busted for sneaking around in her room.

Its not like Erin particularly missed her bass at the moment, she had a keyboard, guitar and even drums as well, so it didn't matter if Rosie wanted to borrow one of her instruments. It gave the two girls a chance to talk about something, and since some conversations between them weren't great, Erin wanted to take advantage of Rosie's new found love for music.

Connor wasn't in Rosie's room after that, as he took the wand into his own room. He knew Sabrina would probably already be in his room, so he just went in and set it down on the floor. She frowned a little as she looked at it, clearly thinking about something.
Connor cleared his throat, and asked "So... Is it real?" He mumbled, a little worried at how quiet Sabrina was being.
"Real, all real. I'm honestly surprised that she has this..." She trailed off, still looking at the wand. He could see that there was a slightly hint of confusion on her face, more from curiosity than anything.
"What do you mean?" He asked, looking at her.

"Well, you see," She started, finally looking back up at him. She moved so she was sat crossed legged. "All wands have different strengths and abilities. Most people just have the classic version, which is good all in all, but its mainly for just little things like conjuring apples and pulling little tricks. This is a top of the line wand, one I didn't even know existed."

Connor nodded, somewhat understanding what she meant "So, is this one really powerful then?" He asked, looking at her. He couldn't help but wonder how she actually knew all this stuff.

"Very. It the most powerful one in existence." Sabrina confirmed what Connor said. "Its actually the only one of its kind, which further brings up the question of how she got this wand..." She murmured, trailing off.

"So, how powerful actually is it? Can it turn people into toads?" He grinned, thinking that would be really funny/ If he could work out how to use it at least...

"It can do a lot more than that." Sabrina sighed, frowning. "I don't exactly want to say how powerful it actually is, especially if it falls into the wrong hands."

"What's the big deal?" He asked, wondering if Sabrina was overreacting. "I mean, what's the worst that could happen:?" He shrugged smiling a little.

Sabrina sighed softly "There's something you should probably know..." And she began to explain why this wand was such a bad thing.

"Remember the story of the Great Dragon Fire?" Sabrina asked, "Well... That didn't fully happen the way they tell us in school. There was once this witch, in a time long before TV and video games and all that. Not many people actually knew about the witch though, and those who did shunned her. One day, the witch had enough of it all, and cast a spell on the entire town to fall asleep, or more like pass out."
"That doesn't sound so bad." Connor interrupted, only to be met by a scowl from Sabrina
"That's because I haven't finished."

"Anyway, I can't fully explain what she did, because I don't know fully myself how she managed to do it. One by one, she managed to move most of the passed out people around her, all for her master scheme. A lot of the first inhabitants of Dragon Valley were there, a time which was way before now. I know this story because I was there, I saw the witch with my own eyes." She continued, not getting any reaction from Connor just yet about what she just said, and confessed about herself.

"As soon as all the people were there, she struck the wand down, forcefully. If it was any other wand, it would have just fallen out of her hand, but it was the special wand. The exact one Rosie has now. As soon as she did, there was a golden cloud like thing that surrounded her. At that time, I thought it was probably a happy spell, maybe making herself normal or something, but I was far from right."

"The golden cloud around her was life, lives she had stolen from the now-dead people around her. She killed almost the whole town that day, yet never would have been able to if it wasn't for that damn wand. If it wasn't for that wand... Well, to be honest I wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for that. I would've died about fifty years after that event."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait." Connor murmured, shuffling back a little. If he understood right, that meant that Sabrina was over fifty years old. She certainly didn't look over fifty. "How..? I don't understand." He honestly started to wonder if all girls were this confusing.

"I said almost everyone died. Those who didn't die became immortal as a side effect, well, almost immortal. Basically, I only age if I want to, and so far I haven't exactly found a reason why I would want to."

Connor nodded, his head felt as if it was spinning around and around right now "So, how old are you?" He asked, now realizing she could be over one hundred years old! Whether or not that would be creepy was the only thing he could then think about.

"I'm four hundred and thirty five." She answered simply, looking at him.

"Four hundred and thirty five..." Connor mumbled, looking at Sabrina. His best friend was at least thirty times his age. She had lived over thirty times longer than him.

She was obviously uncomfortable about the subject. "I get that if you don't want to be friends anymore because of what I just said." She mumbled, frowning. She started to wish she didn't bring it up now. Its lonely being on your own for so long, and she felt as if she had finally found someone to be friends with. She would honestly hate it if he didn't want to be friends anymore.

He looked at her, still confused "Why wouldn't I want to be friends with you?" He asked, tilting his head a little. "You're still my best friend, no matter what." He grinned, and moved forwards to hug his best friend.

There were hugs throughout the house at that moment. Erin smiled widely as she hugged Thomas "I love it, it's perfect."
"I thought you'd like it." He spoke as he pulled out of the hug a little "Are you glad I told you not to help now?"
"A little, but if we ever redecorate, I wanna help. I felt guilty though." She pouted.

"You'll probably end up regretting that when you get paint in your hair or something. Its not as blonde as if used to be, is it?" He was a little disappointed to be honest, he liked her blonde.

"Why don't you dye your own hair that colour, if you like blondes so much?" She raised an eyebrow, teasingly.

He laughed "I think I'd prefer you blonde to be honest." He grinned, leaving her pouting a little.

"Fine. I might dye it again soon though, after the baby's born though." She then grinned back at him, pulling fully out of the hug.

"Which is kinda soon, isn't it?" He asked, moving his hands down to her belly.

"Yeah, really soon." She half smiled, albeit nervous. "Are you excited about being a dad again?" She asked, smiling slightly at him.

"Excited? Yeah, more nervous though." He laughed a little, fairly nervously. 

"We'll be fine though." She managed to convince herself as she said that "I mean, we both had Rosie and Connor at once and we had next to nothing then and we made it, so I think we'll be fine with just her."

He looked up at her "Her? You think its a girl?" He couldn't help but grin a little, as he stood up straight again.

She shrugged "Yeah, it just feels like this one's a girl." She smiled, then asked "Can I sleep in your bedroom with you tonight?" She bit her lower lip a little "You know, just in case."

He held back the grin as he nodded "Yeah, sure. Just in case." He half smiled at her.

Connor woke up fairly late, guessing it was still a snow day like usual.  He was a little confused when he saw Rosie in the kitchen, instead of usually either his Mom or Thomas. 

"Where's my Mom?" He asked, frowning a little. 

"Hospital." She answered simply, its not like it would have been too much of a mystery about why she was there. "My Dad left a note on the fridge." 

Connor sat down at the table, just as Rosie put the waffles into the pan and into the oven.

Connor couldn't help but feel at least a little scared by Rosie. Not like she would ever actually end up to be like the witch in Sabrina's story, he knew his sister enough to know she wouldn't do that, it was just the possibility that she could if she really wanted to. Clearing his throat before he spoke, he murmured "You know, my friend told me a story about witches." He started.

Rosie laughed a little "That's cute, but witches aren't real you know." She said, seeming totally cool about it.

But obviously, she wasn't fully cool with it. She wondered where his sudden fascination with witches came from, and more importantly why he was bringing it up. She sighed softly "It was probably just a fairytale. They're not real, remember." She almost spoke to him as if he was a toddler, which honestly made him angry. 

"Then why do you have a wand in your room?" He asked sharply.

A smile played on her lips, as she slowly lowered the fork. Sensing the new brought tension in the room, Connor just looked at his food, as if that would take away what he just said.

Rosie grinned when she said "I'm not sure what I'm angry about more, the fact that you went into my room, and went through my stuff, or that you want me to explain to you what happened." She felt a little bad about being mean, but he went through her stuff! "So, if you keep this secret between me, you and maybe even your imaginary girlfriend, I won't tell Erin what you did." She whispered the last bit, and Connor was about to reply when the door opened.

"Guys, there's someone we want you to meet." Thomas spoke softly, as he, Erin and the little person in the pink buddle came through the door.

"This is your little sister, Alyssa." She smiled, barely breaking eye contact from the new baby as both Connor and Rosie came over to see the newest member of their family.

Chapter 1.20 Reactions                                                              

Chapter 1,22 Interlude; The Antagonist

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AN: Phew! A lot has happened in this chapter, and its taken a while to get here with game crashes and myself meeting someone new... (Not like in this chapter though, and I'm honestly glad.) But its up! :D I was scared I'd be saying an early goodbye to this legacy but nuh uh! They're not going anyway by my count ;)

And with this, all three children in this generation are born, some before others though.

Chapter 1.20 Reactions

"There's something we need to say..." Erin started

"We'll wait for Rosie to get down here first though." Thomas continued, frowning a little. Both adults said they were going to tell Connor and Rosie about the baby today. All of them had the day off because of Snowflake day, so it was probably the best time to tell them.
"Can't you just tell me and then Rosie afterwards?" Connor asked, tilting his head a little. He didn't quite get what was so important.
Right at that moment, Rosie came downstairs, still in her pyjamas "Tell me what?" She sat down on the couch, resting forwards. It was probably going to be something stupid.

"They want to tell us something." Connor explained, looking across at Rosie. She was a lot different as a teenager, no way near as nice as what she used to be.
"Is it even important?" She asked, rolling her eyes. So far, it seemed pretty pointless.
"Yeah, it is important." Erin sighed, looking at both of them in turn. She glanced at Thomas, who gave her a small smile. She continued with "It's quite a big thing actually."

"Can you please just say what it is?" Rosie asked, getting annoyed. She didn't get why they just couldn't say it. Connor was thinking the same thing too, but he didn't exactly want to say it as harshly as Rosie did.
"It really isn't easy to say..." Erin trailed off, gaining a new insecurity about telling them. Part of her was afraid that they wouldn't be as calm about it all. "I uh, I'm-" She stumbled over her words, nervous.
Thomas noticed that she was struggling to say it, "What she's trying to say is that both of you will have a baby brother or sister."
She smiled at him, glad he managed to say it. Just to clarify though, she added "I'm pregnant."

Both of them stayed silent for a while, before Rosie put on a mean smirk and said "Really? I thought you were just getting fat." She folded her arms, not caring that she had just upset Erin.

"Rosie..." Thomas warned, frowning. He wondered what was wrong with her, before she never would have said anything even close to that.

She glared at him, and stood up "Oh, how nice. You still actually remember my name." She snapped, walking over to him.

He had to hold her back, just in case. He understood partly why she was so upset, but honestly never thought it would be to this level "Lets face it, you're trying to replace me!" She snarled, glaring at him. She was really hurt by this, and honestly thought he wanted to replace her. Was she not his little Princess anymore? Obviously she wasn't so little anymore, but did he really have to go ahead and do this? 

"Rosie, you know that's not true." He tried to convince her otherwise, frowning. 

"Don't lie to me! I bet neither you or my mom wanted me. That's why I never met her." She snapped, on the edge of tears. "She probably just dumped me on you, didn't she?" Rosie yelled, really upset. 

"Rosie, just listen to me, okay?" He managed to stay calm, even though what she said about her own mom was kinda true. He never planned to have kids, but it wasn't like he regretted it. True, Rosie's mother did just surprise him with her, but it wasn't like neither of them cared.

"No." She frowned, and pushed him away, "I don't want to listen to someone that doesn't want me." Tears were clear in her eyes, as she snarled, "I hate you, I'm going. Maybe then I'll be wanted." She got her coat, and stormed out of the house. 

"...And then she yelled at him, he tried to make her calm down but she didn't and then she stormed out." Connor just finished explaining everything that had happened to Sabrina. He wanted his friend near, and his mom didn't seem to mind her coming over either. It was almost as if she didn't even see her. She was probably preoccupied with the events that he was just describing.
"My, how dramatic..." She trailed off, looking around a little.
"You could at least pretend that you were listening." He grumbled, sighing. He would have been more offended if it wasn't Sabrina's first time being here.

"Sorry, I was listening. I was just a little distracted. You really like monkeys, don't you?" She smiled softly, looking back at him.

He tried to stop his cheeks going red. "Monkeys are cool." He shrugged, just learning how awkward it was to have a girl in his room.

"Hm.. Interesting." She murmured, barely audible. Sometimes she spoke like that, as if she was years older than what she actually was. "So, how do you feel about that?" Her attention finally turned to Connor instead of it being focused on the stuffed monkey hanging above his bed. Connor shuffled backwards on to the pillow as Sabrina sat opposite him on the bed.

"Honestly. I'm not sure." He mumbled, his gaze staying on his knees. "I was shocked to say the least. I just can't help but feel the same way Rosie did." He knew he could trust Sabrina with anything, after all, she had been fully honest with him too.
"Your sister was just overreacting. I'm sure what she said was far from true." She half smiled, only knowing partially what Rosie had said. She was a little more than distracted by the monkeys.
"I guess..." He sighed, still looking at his knees.

"Sorry if it offends you, but you shouldn't be this bothered by it." She smiled softly at him, "I mean, isn't it a good thing? There's going to be someone new to play with, and someone new to talk to. Its a happy thing, something to celebrate, and no offence but you're being a moody monkey about it." She couldn't help but giggle a little, and Connor half smiled at her.

"Why are you so clever?" He asked honestly, looking up at her. It couldn't be just a girl thing because Rosie wasn't all too clever. He wondered what it was.

She smiled slightly, a little confused. "I'm not so sure I understand... I just am I suppose." She shrugged.

"Is it because your magic?" He whispered, knowing she would probably keep that part of her a secret.
Sabrina shrugged "Like I said, I don't know." She sighed, looking away "And did you find out about your sister? If she is a witch or not?" She looked at him.
Connor bit his lower lip, and shook his head "I still don't know, but you could always talk to my mom about it. She knows a lot about stuff like that." He smiled, hoping that was somewhat helpful.

She laughed once, nervously "Your mother..?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. It honestly seemed as if she was trying to make a joke out of it.

"Yeah, I can go get her if you like." He was about to get up, before she quickly stopped him.

"No." She answered quickly, holding on to his wrist before he could go anywhere. She frowned "She might be tired or something, I wouldn't want to bother her..."

"It wouldn't bother her at all." He tried, wanting to help out any way he could. He felt fairly useless whenever he couldn't help her out.

"Look, I should probably get going..." She murmured, frowning. 

Connor furrowed his eyebrows, confused "I'm sorry if I said something mean, I didn't mean to." He frowned, but Sabrina was already gone.

Meanwhile, Rosie was sat in the snow, her head resting on her knees. She felt so miserable right now. She doesn't actually know if she was ever actually fully wanted, but she knew that she wasn't important enough for her mom to stay around for. Every girl should have their mom, another woman to look up to. Sure, she did have Erin, but there was a big difference between someone considered to be family that actual family.
She kicked the snow, feeling as if she's lost all of her family now. She was mean to Erin, yelled at her Daddy and Connor probably hated her too.

"They don't hate you." She heard someone say. She recognized that voice, how could she not? That was the voice of the woman that turned her into a witch, something that's been mostly useless. When she was younger, she honestly thought that her skin would go bright green, like the evil witch in the Wizard of Oz, but that never actually happened. She couldn't help but wonder if that elixir actually worked.

Rosie kept her eyes on Elli's boots, wondering how she wasn't frozen already. It was so cold outside. "What do you want?" She asked distastefully, frowning.
"My... Based on what you were just thinking, is it really smart to be mean to me?" She smiled as she spoke, playing with magic.
"Just leave me alone." She grumbled. "I don't want to talk to you, I don't like you." Rosie stood up, about to walk away.

"Wait, okay?" Elli's voice went soft, as she looked at the teenager."I'm sorry about what I did, but I don't intend on leaving you alone to deal with it." She smiled slightly.

Rosie furrowed her eyebrows, confused "I don't want your help. You've done enough for me." 

"I have something for you, then if you still want me to go, fine." Elli tried to reason with her. Narrowing her eyes, Rosie tried to work out what angle she was playing at. Why was the woman that stole her in the middle of the night, almost killed her, and made her Daddy and Erin believe that she was missing want to help?

"Here." She smiled, and Rosie was genuinely excited for a second, before remembering the type of person Elli was.
"What is it?" She murmured, biting her lower lip. She furrowed her eyebrows at the box, wondering what kind of weird contraption this might be.
"It's not a bomb, sweetie." She grumbled, and passed the box over. "Its a wand, so you can actually be a witch." She informed her, half smiling. "You can only use it when your old enough to."
She frowned "Then why did I have to go through all that when I was a child?" She asked, folding her arms.
"Letting the powers settle." She spoke as if it was obvious. She sighed "This is one of the best ones you can find, so don't sit on it or anything." She narrowed her eyes at Rosie. "All witches need a wand to use, a way to channel their powers. Only the best can use their hands, so again, be careful with it."

Elli was never the kind of person to stick around, so once she was gone, Rosie took out the wand and aimlessly flitted it one way. Her eyes widened when she saw the green trail following it. Shaking her head, she moved the wand again, slower this time, and the same thing happened.
The same guilty feeling came back, the one which involved her never telling Thomas about what had happened to her. She knew he should know, but she didn't know how to say it. She knew the least she could do was apologize though. She made her way home again, after spending a fair while out in the snow.

Pretty much as soon as she got back inside, she gave her Daddy a hug "I'm really sorry about what I said, I didn't mean it." She mumbled, hugging him tightly.

Sighing, Thomas murmured "Its okay, Princess. I get it was a shock to you." He pulled away just enough so he could look at her "To be honest, it was a pretty big shock to me and Erin too." He smiled slightly.

Rosie laughed a little, and stayed silent for a while before mumbling "I want to know about my mom." She looked up at him. 

"You what?" He asked, wanting to make sure he heard her right. He couldn't help but wonder where this random fascination with finding out about her mother actually came from.

"I just want to know. I'm not saying that you have to tell me right now, but I want to know someday." She shrugged, looking up at him.

Hesitantly, Thomas nodded his head in agreement. "I'll tell you about her one day soon, I promise." He mumbled, starting to wonder how he was ever going to be able to tell her.

Chapter 1.19 No Strings Attached?                                           

Chapter 1.21 New Secrets, New People

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AN: Woo! I finally got this chapter done! If my game didn't keep going, and if I didn't have to play for about twelve sims hours twice before I could even start to shoot, this would have been out a lot earlier. 

Ah well, its up now. And I have no more shows so I won't be as distracted.