Beth realized something,if she had powers now, then she could use them to save her and her little brother from there horrible mother. Patrick was Beth's adorible little brother, and it angered her to no end that that witch wuld hurt her brother while she was gone. "Home" She said, and before long she stood over her mother, using Poor patrick as an Ash tray again. Furry filled Beth, she willed her brother over to her. "Your safe now Patrick she said. You enjoy cigerates more than your own children, so be it!" She commanded as Beth willed Their mother into a ash tray. Patrick fell back scared by this strange elf. "Oh Patrick it's OK, it's me Beth." She said as she used her magic to heal all the physical damage he had ever suffered. "Beth!" The young boy smiled as he tackled his sister in a hug. Beth laughed as She caught him. "How'd this happen?, can I be an Elf too?, where are gonna go now? Can we leave this horrible place behind?" He sked Bombarding her with Questions.