IMPOSSIBLE

Summary: How Claire became Minerva. Rated T for abuse.

Claire's P.O.V

I huddled deeper into the bushes when Roger, my 17-year-old brother came past. He and my four other brothers were probably looking for me. I'd taken the last biscuit and I had to pay.

Yes, there went two of my other brothers, the 14-year-old twins, Jack and Fred. So where was. . .?

"Hello, Bins. Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar, you naughty girl?"

I gulped. It was Ed, the 12-year-old double my age, the brother most likely to beat me. And next to him, holding me in a headlock, was James, the strongest brother, at 16.

"Oi!" barked James, twisting my arm. "Did you steal it or not?"

My other brothers had circled around me, grinning maniacally. I nodded, knowing that if I lied the punishment would be much worse. It was torture as it was.

Ed pulled hard on my hair. The boys laughed.

"Well, you have been bad, Goldilocks. And you know what that means, don't you?" Jack snarled, his face horribly close to mine.

James twisted my arm again. I tried hard not to scream. "When your asked a question, you answer, kay?"
I nodded. "I'm sorry."

All I remember after that is pain. A bit of blood from Ed's knife, punches from James, then found hours later unconscious under a tree.