[A/N:] Finally posted the first chapter to the new version! I really hope you like it! Sorry for any mistakes!

It had been on a Sunday near noon in the summer…the day had been hot and annoying with no breeze. Kids were in the streets trying to hide under the safety of a tree's shade, many failed miserably. Grown ups were grumbling, and even water couldn't help.

Dora had been eight and wondering what the problem was. It wasn't hot in her house, or in the front yard…or the back yard…so why was everybody else complaining. It had been that day…her mother had gotten a very interesting visitor.

"Dora go upstairs!" Andy called.

"Why?" Dora looked around from her place at a window.

"Just go!"

Dora made a face but stood up and walked to the stairs. She heard voices in the kitchen on her way up. At the top of the stairs she crouched and listened.

"Why are you here?"

"No need to be hostile Andy."

"Then tell me why you're here."

"I can't visit family?"

"Not you."

"How rude."

"Leave."

"Now now…I came here to see the little one. It was her birthday the other day wasn't it?"

"Eight years to late Trix…leave, now."

"Don't call me that."

"Leave."

Dora had never heard her mother speak so seriously or dangerously. She crept silently back down the steps.

"In a moment…I can't see her?"

"No. What business would you have with her anyways?"

"Just to talk."

"You're one of them now Trix…you have no business here."

"…Cold. Turn your back on you own family will you Andy?"

"On you?" Andy gave a short fit of laughter. "Only a fool would let you see their back."

"…"

Dora had reached the second to last step. She pressed her ear to the wall.

"Get out."

"After I talk with her."

"!"

"After I see her!"

"I'm not going to let a tool of the Dark lord see my daughter, let alone talk to her!"

"…I am no tool."

"To him you are. And seeing as you do everything he says, what could you possibly be if not a tool?"

Dora heard the stranger growl.

"I am not…a tool."

"So you keep saying."

Dora leaned forward a bit.

"What's her name then?" After a short silence.

Andy laughed. "You want to see her and you don't even know her name?"

"I know you call her Dora. What's her whole name?"

Andy stopped laughing. "…Nymphadora."

Dora made a disgusted face.

"Nymphadora? What a god awful name."

"Better than following the family tradition."

"Possibly."

Dora shifted…but lost her footing. She fell down the last step and rolled into the small hallway leading to the living room behind the kitchen.

Sadly…she made a lot of noise as she fell.

"…DORA!!"

The girl winced from her spot on the floor. Luckily she was hidden just in the shadows so neither person in the other room could see the funny position she'd wound up in.

"Yes mum?" Dora answer guiltily.

"…Go back upstairs. I mean it this time."

Dora twisted around so she was on her stomach and stood up. "Alright."

She heard the footsteps before she saw the shadow loom over her. Dora froze. Staring at the hem of a black dress and boots.

"She's a bit small isn't she?" Dora made a face but didn't look up.

"Leave her alone Bella, and get out!"

"Hold your horses."

The woman, Bella, took a step forward. "Look at me."

Dora took a small step back and lifted her head to see who was talking to her.

The woman had long shiny black hair and coal black eyes. She looked just like her mother, simply more…angry.

"How old are you?"

Dora swallowed. "Eight." She found the woman to be highly intimidating.

"I see. Do you know who I am?"

Dora shook her head.

Bella made a face. "Not telling her about family now are you?" She looked at Andy.

The other woman didn't answer. She looked a bit paler than usual and very worried.

Bella looked back at Dora. "Mm…you'll just call me Bella then. Alright?"

"Um…alright."

"Your mother must have forgotten to mention the other family members you have." Bella gripped the girl's shoulder, but not hard.

"Don't touch her!" Andy scowled at Bella.

Bella stared at Andy for a long time, her hand hovering over Dora's shoulder.

"Dora, go back upstairs!"

The girl took a step back and went to move around Bella, but the woman grabbed her shoulders, not painfully, but so she couldn't leave the spot she was standing at.

"No need to be so violent." Bella whispered.

"…" Dora just looked between the two women.

"Now…Dora, why don't we go ahead and have a small little chat." Bella looked back down at the girl.

"Uh…okay."

The girl was gently pushed down the small hallway and into the living room onto a couch before she even fully realized it.

She felt a warmth at her right side but didn't turn her head.

The stranger sat very close to Dora's right and casually draped an arm around the small girl's shoulders.

"So…you don't know who I am?"

"No."

"Would you like to?"

"I suppose so." Dora stared straight ahead unblinking, and tried her best not to stutter.

"I'm your dear mothers older sister."

"…You're my…aunt?"

"Mm hm."

"I see."

"Do you know what I do?"

"No."

"Would you like to?"

"…Is it bad?"

"…"

Dora looked up at her newfound aunt. She stared into the same coal black eyes as her own. "Is it bad?" She asked again.

"…Depends on your definition of bad." Bella mumbled.

"Do you kill people?"

"How old are you again?"

"Do you kill people." Dora asked for a second time. This time more forcefully.

"…Yes."

"Why?"

"…"

Andy stared on from the shadows. Secretly hoping she'd get some answers.

"I have to go." Bella stood.

"Wait." Dora slid off the couch. "Wait here for a sec!" She ran out of the room.

Andy looked at Bella, who was staring at the floor. "No answer for her Bella?"

"She seems far older than eight years old." Bella muttered.

"People say that to me all the time."

Dora ran back into the room and stopped in front of Bella. She held out her left hand.

Bella opened her right hand under her niece's and a small shining blue crystal necklace was dropped into her palm. It rang like a bell.

"I found it a long time ago. It's kinda my lucky charm, but I think you need it more than I do." Dora explained.

Bella stared at the object in her hand. Her fingers curled around it and she shook it lightly again. It rang out like a small bell. "What's in this?"

"Water I think. I'm not sure." Dora scratched her head.

Bella took a deep breath and ruffled Dora's hair. "Goodbye." She left the room and walked out through the back.

Andy and her daughter went to the window.

The small girl grinned as she saw her aunt slip the necklace strings around her throat and tie them at the back.

Andy hoped the charm would work, someone like Bella would need all the luck she could get.