𝕿𝖔𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗? 𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘.

𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙, 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖔𝖑 𝖆𝖎𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖎𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊. Edward stepped up to the barista's podium. "A table for 2 please, in the rear." He whispered to the girl, who turned red at the subtle implication. Bobbing her head, the girl ushered them to their table. "Your server will come by shortly, " she said handing over a menu and tableware.

Bella examined through the menu, and Edward supervised her silently. A waitress came up to their table, "Hello, my name is Charlie and I will be assisting you today." She said smiling sweetly at Edward. "I would like water," Edward said still looking at Bella. 

"Is that all?" Charlie said twirling her hair. Edward nodded to Bella. "She needs to order still."

Charlie flushed in discomfiture. "Oh, yes. What would you like?" she said impatiently. "A water and mushroom ravioli," Bella said not even sparing Charlie a glance. Charlie stood there awkwardly for a minute, before walking away with their order. "Did you kill that man?" Edward asked. Subsequently surpassing his rage he recollected it distinctly. Bella hesitated for a moment. "Yes," she said frostily still thinking of the occurrence. "Why?" Edward asked the pressing inquiry.

"Well, I." A salty tear slipped down Bella's pink cheeks. It was whispered, but Edward heard. Loud. And. Clear.

"I was raped. When I was 13." Bella began to cry. "Someone drugged my beverage at school. And I woke up on the floor of a vacant classroom, bare and bleeding. They just left me there. As if I was nothing more than an object. A plaything." It was quiet. "I found out years later it was a boy 2 years above me, the boy joined the terrorists that terrorized Europe for more than 17 years. His name was Ethan Blackwood."

The table was silent. The waitress came back around 10 minutes later, with Bella's mushroom ravioli and the two waters. Bella commenced to quietly eat. 

"I'm sorry that happened to you." Edward finally said, sincerely. "I'm past it, I mean sure it's gonna crop up here and there like sometimes when people touch me or leave me alone even, but Blackwood is dead now," Bella said wiping her tears. "It just gets to me in nightmares and when some people touch me. That's why I slaughtered that man." It was silent again. Edward decided to move to a lighter topic, for Bella's sake.

"What are you?"

Edward asked it. Bella giggled softly. A small difference between the previously distraught Bella. "What am I." now that's a question. "What do you know?" Bella asked.

"I saw you and your brothers just disappear one day," Edward admitted quietly. "You guys are all also unnaturally beautiful. Do you have magic, like are you wixen?" 

"See that's a weird question, because yes we are wixen, but no we're not." Bella smiled wryly. "My brothers and I are a lot more powerful than the wixen, and it is because of one exceptional thing."

Edward wavered to ask the question. "What is it?" he asked slightly put off by the way she expressed it. "Our father," Bella said without elaboration. Edward's face abrades up in irritation. "What's special about Charlie?" 

Bella laughed again. "Charlie isn't my father. He is our uncle and Reneé is our aunt." 

"Then who is your father?" 

"James Potter," Bella replied still consuming her ravioli. "What's special about him?" Bella peers down into her ravioli. "Well, he's dead," Bella said shrugging. Edward wanted to slap his forehead. "Who is your father?" 

"You wouldn't believe me nonetheless so why should I tell you?"

"Try me. I believed that you were wixen." Edward oppugns. "Fine. You must tell no one. Do you understand?" Bella said in defeat.

"Yes."

"Our father is Poseidon," Bella whispered it. 

"What?"

Just as Edward spoke Charlie arrived with the receipt. Edward seized it glancing at the expenditure of the food. Then when he looked downward he was disgusted to find Charlie's phone number at the bottom. "We will finish this conversation in the car," Edward said, getting up. 

Edward escorted Bella to the car, opening the door for her.

He got in on the driver's flank. "What the hell do you mean that your dad is Poseidon? Do you indicate the Poseidon from Greek mythology?"

"The very same one," Bella said cheekily. "How?" Edward asked with his eyes wide. 

"Well, when a man and woman love each other very much-" Bella commenced, smirking. "You know what I mean," Edward said, rolling his eyes.

"So what are you?" Edward questioned again.

"Technically a Demiwitch or Demiwizard depending on your gender," Bella said. Edward began to drive towards the highway. "And what's the discrepancy in capability?"

"Well, my brothers and I were accidentally conceived triplets. Poseidon over-released his essence. When our parents asked of him, a child. When were born Lady Aphrodite blessed us or made us her champions. We have a sibling bond similar to that of reading each other's mind or on occasion feeling each other's pain. Over the years there have been interpretations of our powers as siblings for example, Harry is more magically influential than most. Or that I have more of Aphrodite's power. There could be numerous reasons for this the best we collectively came up with was genetics. It's a long and extensive story so let's skip it for now but, an example of Aphrodite's powers is Charm Speak. An ability that our friend Piper has. Which allows the speaker to be incredibly convincing. She once accidentally stole a BMW.  Another thing is the ability to control water and contrary to popular belief water powers go a lot further in the prospect of say lightning powers such as Jason's, or Percy's boyfriend. Water powers allow the user to control anything that has at least 5% of water. The lower the ratio the harder it is versus say pure water which would come more naturally." Bella said bracing herself for the big part. "Other liquids include poison and technically b-blood. Or humans in general as the human body is made up of 60% water. Things such as the brain are made up of 95% water. Making blood-bending or human-controlling very dangerous. Along with water powers in general. The wixen part of our heritage works as any other part. We as wixen need a device to direct our raw power to. In this case, a wand or on the rare occasion there have been wandless magic users. Wixens have made many advances that non-mages haven't, but electricity doesn't work around the magic, which is why most wizarding houses you go into will have no devices of any sort not even lamps or outlets. Especially what English wixen consider purebloods. Or a bloodline made up of purely wixen from wizarding families. There is often a lot of incest in these families just to keep the line pure. This is why muggle-borns or wixen born to non-mage parents are keeping our world afloat. The inbreeding has caused many problems such as the loss of magic from previously very powerful magical families. One of these advances consists of a potion that allows homosexual couples to conceive. Using a solution of Ashwinder Egg and Blowfly."

"Wait what?" Edward asked suddenly paying closer attention. "Mhm." Bella hummed. "Now that is cool," Edward said as he began to turn off the highway onto the main road two roads away from Bella's house.

"It seems we will need to continue this conversation another time," Bella said as Edward pulled up to her house. Bella saw Harry and Percy sitting on the front stoop. Harry leaning on Percy with a mug of something, probably tea in their hand. Percy muttered something to Harry and ruffled his younger brother's hair as he got up. He picked up another mug and began to walk to the car. "Bye. Thank you." Bella said as she got out of the car. Edward could hear the conversation from outside the window. He drove away mulling over the recent events.