Chapter 7: Confrontation
~Gavin~ I woke with a fright as something brushed against my knee. It was the girl, Ice, as she claimed to be. I knew this was a good time to search her bag. I got up slowly, trying not to disturb her. I reached the zip of the bag, and started zipping down- "And just what do you think you're doing?" I jumped as Ice walked into my sight, hands on her hips. "I didn't search your stuff, so why are you touching mine?" She hissed angrily. I turned, embarrassed. Spying definitely wasn't my specialty. "Sorry," I mumbled, quietly but sincerely. "No, you're right. I'm sorry for yelling at you. It's not everyday that someone decides to check my bags, but I don't blame you. I didn't tell you much," She smiled, a genuine one. "I'm Kestrel," she said. I gasped, my mind whirring too fast way too fast all the way until all I saw was black. Chapter 6: Encounter
~Gavin~ I woke with a fright. Then it all came back, and I wished it hadn't. Sighing, I started to pack up my blankets. I was nearly finished when I heard a rustle in the bushes behind me. Instinctively, I jumped into the nearest bush. ~Kestrel~ I'd been running for the past hour, and finally, I reached a forest in Element Earth. I'd decided to start looking in Earth because I doubted the learl would've gone far, and I had a feeling Berlaike was linked to the mystery- after all, Earth was his Element. Plus, this forest was only a few kilometers away from his home. Suddenly, I stopped, hearing a rather loud noise. After a while of listening, I realised the loud noise I'd heard was most likely someone packing their bag. Slowly, I made my way towards the sound. Abruptly, it stopped. I realised that whoever it was had heard me. I walked into the clearing that had just been deserted, seeing a bag with a blanket and supplies half packed. ~ Gavin ~ Now that I was inside the bush, I felt a lot safer. But I was very surprised when a girl walked into the clearing. Then, I figured it out. It was Kestrel, here to kill me. She was definitely a good tracker, but she definitely didn't find me alone. Someone had helped her. That meant that I could take the chance and trust her, or figure out who exactly had helped her find me. Berlaike? Maybe he'd played a part... ~Kestrel~ It wasn't hard to pinpoint the location of the owner of the bag and blankets. In a nearby bush, soft rustle evidently concealed something. Well, why not? I thought. I walked forward, and uncovered the bush. ~ Gavin ~ I jumped in shock as the girl walked over to my bush, and uncovered it. I scrambled out into the open. "Who the heck are you, and what are you doing here?" I demanded angrily. "Well, I would ask you the same," she replied, a quick and smart comeback. I'll admit she was good. But not good enough. "Is that so?" I challenged. "Of course," she said instantly. I quickly changed my rating of her from good to amazing. I smiled. We both knew it; the game was on. ~Kestrel~ When I uncovered someone from a bush, I definitely didn't expect a challenge and a word game; I expected running, and a lot of babbling. But when someone challenges me to a word game, I'd never decline. "So, why were you hiding in a bush?" I said, starting the game. "Why would I tell you?" His response was immediate. "Why wouldn't you?" It was quite a regular comeback, but I knew how to use it to its fullest. He wouldn't dare challenge that. "Well, what do you think? Would you tell a stranger your LIFE?" He yelled the last part. I had to admit he was good. There weren't many comebacks to my challenge. "No, I wouldn't. But I know people who would," Not really a question, but a good, powerful statement. There were no rules that comebacks had to be questions, and I often used statements to support my arguments. "So what?" He used the two words very powerfully. But I wasn't about to let him win. "So everything."I smirked, daring him to challenge me. Of course, he did. "And?" "And what?" I tried to anger him more, but he saw through my actions and didn't take the bait. "And everything." My honour ruined in two words. One of the unspoken rules of word games was never to use the other's comebacks for yourself. He played dirty, so I would too. "So you play dirty?" He smirked. "Always, it kills people to see their own words used against them." "Not me." "Whyever not?" "Honour?" My using it as a question was definitely effective; his reply came in twice the time of the others. "So what?" I could tell he was irritated that it had taken him so long to come up with a reply. But he definitely wasn't going to give up, and we both knew it. ~ Gavin ~ She was good, and she knew it. I was surprised I hadn't lost already, and I'd been preparing for a win. I wouldn't give up; I would never. But I doubted that I had enough comebacks in my book that I could look to for guidance. ~Kestrel~ I knew it was time for the finishing blow, the battle had gone for long enough already. I just had to find the perfect crushing blow. Suddenly, it came to me. "So what? Honour." He knew he was beaten. "Price?" All word gamers knew that wins meant something of your choice from the loser. "Tell me why. " ~ Gavin ~ I doubted the girl was Kestrel; she was too good a word gamer. Word gamers weren't ever famous; they were just known of if you knew the right people. I thought quickly. The well known female word gamers didn't number many; mainly, there was one. "Are you Ice?" I asked, curious. Ice was a legendary female word gamer, well known for her quips as well as her numerous talents. She smirked. "Do you know of someone else so good?" She was the best I'd ever met. "No, never," I admitted. "You're the best I've ever seen." She laughed. "Yes, I am Ice. I have many names, boy." Only Berlaike had ever spoken to me that way. I hated it. My wonder turned to anger. "Don't call me that!" I snapped. She held up her hands and stepped back. "I didn't mean to offend you," she said quietly. He sighed. "Sorry. I just hate that name. It's embedded in my childhood." Luckily, she didn't press, just nodding. She glanced up, and I followed her gaze. It was getting dark. "Look, why don't we save the dramas for another day? I'm ready to sleep." I turned away, getting out my gear. I could afford one more day in the forest. Ready, I watched her. She slid her backpack off her back and got out a sleeping bag. She unrolled it quickly, and lay down. "Night." I considered ignoring her, but I decided not to. "Night." Chapter 5: Mission
~Kestrel~ I woke in a foreign place, startled to find Aurayel looking at me, concerned. "Are you alright? You fainted..." The last day came back to me, and I remembered falling when she mentioned a learl. At that word, some of my childhood memories had come back to me. Memories they had hidden. I knew that somehow, I had to get away from The Circle. I couldn't believe it. After all the years, I hadn't realised what they really were. Killers. The Circle were nothing but cold-hearted killers willing to do anything to save their lives. Over the years, they had learned much about me that they could use against me. I knew I couldn't escape them just yet... Or maybe I could. If I went on the mission, but didn't return. I thought quickly, trying to give Aurayel less time to study me. "Yes, I'm alright," I said assuredly. "So, what is this new mission you have for me?" Aurayel smiled at me. Bingo. Fooled. "We have discovered a new learl," she said innocently, miraculously unaware of the drama going on inside my head. "Another one?" I pretended to look aghast. "I'm guessing you want me to kill that evil creature, right?" I tried not to go too over the top, knowing she'd get suspicious if I did. Even with that statement, she was slightly suspicious, but I saw her dismiss it in her mind. After all, she had no real reason to be suspicious. "Yes, Kestrel. You get to kill it. You may prepare yourself and leave. I'll be in the armoury in the West Wing if you need anything. With that, she left. I slumped back against the chair slightly, relieved that she was gone. I knew I was going to lose them as soon as I could. They were the evil, vile creatures. I strolled up to my room to pack, not overly in a rush. I packed my usual sheath of knives in my Ice backpack, adding an extra group of Earth knives just in case. I was about to add my Fire longbow when Berlaike, leader of Earth walked in. He saw it, took it out of my hands and examined it. "And just what do you think you're doing?" I knew I was caught. With no escape. "N-nothing sir," I stammered, going red at his correct accusations. To my surprise, Berlaike just shook his head sadly. "Good luck, Kestrel. just watch out, they can be as savage as dogs, especially that Aurayel. Be careful, and trust no one except the learl himself." He wandered out the door, whistling as if he hadn't seen me pack dangerous, treacherous things, leaving no further explanation. Finally, I knew it. Berlaike had always been on the good side, and Aurayel had always been the bad one. I'd just been too blind to see it. I zipped up my bag, swung it on my shoulder, and walked down the corridor quickly. After my close escape, I wanted no more incidents on the way out. Unfortunately, this was not to be so. "Why're you in such a hurry?" Liam drawled. He was the second best assassin, a long way from me, but still very good, and definitely deadly. "I've got a learl to kill," I smirked, knowing he would get jealous. I started toward the door again, but he blocked my way once more. Damn. I had no idea what he wanted. "Stop your cockiness, okay? You're not the only one who's any good at something," Liam threatened. But I couldn't resist a jab back. "You're one to say, you're the one that hasn't ever won anything. How does it feel, always being the second best?" He threw me against the wall. "Don't you dare," he spit. Luckily, Aurayel came to the rescue. "Let her go, Liam," she said in her steely voice. "I look forward to seeing you return with the head of the learl," she said to me, and I had no doubt it was a threat. "Of course, Aurayel," I said, bowing before walking out the cursed door, finally free. Chapter 4: Journeying
~Gavin~ The dark, gloomy forest stood before me. I was still really angry, and stressed. I had no wish to leave home, and now a girl, a mere girl was forcing me to leave home. I wanted to punch something. I wasn't violent, but anger stressed me out. And when something is insignificant as a girl got in my way, I went insane. I hated Kestrel. Screw Berlaike. I was in a foul mood, and I didn't care. Usually, that would be troubling, but at the moment, I didn't care. At all. After another long period of ranting and violently punching trees, I finally came to sense. Thrashing about wouldn't help. It would only help me get caught faster. Getting caught. Only now did the aspect really jump out at me. It was then that I realized why I was angry. It wasn't just that I was angry- I was scared to leave, afraid that I would get caught. And fear was but another form of anger, something that helped you make rash decisions. Quickly and quietly, I made my way through the forest. I'd stopped banging at roughly a third of the way through, so there was still a while to go. After a lot of ducking under rogue branches and avoiding thistles, I finally made it to the edge of the forest. It was from here that I was truly on my own. For how long, no one knew. Maybe the next day I would wake up and being a learl would mean as much as being from a different Element; or maybe I would spend the rest of my life out in the wild, wandering and avoiding The Circle's assassins. I kept wondering like that for a while, and the sun slowly went down. Sighing, I found a spot under a tree which was a little more sheltered than the rest. I laid down some soft leaves, and lay down on my back. Lying out there in the wild felt like being free, but I also missed home. I missed my bed, I missed seeing the shining stars shine with light above me, and most of all, I missed Berlaike. I knew this was as comfortable as I'd get. Sighing, I closed my eyes and went to sleep. Firstly, the synopsis, since I didn't post it in chapter 1:
In a parallel world, love is forbidden. Long ago, Fey lived a different way. They embraced love, and lived in a perfect harmony. But peace doesn't last. One day, everything changed. A Fire Fey who called himself 'The Unifier' invaded the other Elements (Earth, Ice and Storm) with his supporters, and used their love against them. It wasn't long before he controlled Faery as a whole. The war for love went on for a century before the gods of Faery, the Elementals Intervened. They created a new type of Fey, learls. Half Fey, half Elemental, and deadly to both. The first learl saved Faery. But no gratitude was given. The Fey were too afraid of him. They killed him, and put an end to learls. But they couldn't go back to living the way they had. They vowed not to fight anymore, and never again would they let love be their weakness. Love was banned, and they formed The Circle, a ruling committee on which a representative from each Element was chosen. They world has stayed this way since. Kestrel has always obeyed the rules. Falling in love has never been an option, and she has never considered it. One day, she is sent to kill a learl. Instead, she finds a boy with a gentle soul. Touched, she begins to question what her beliefs were made up of. When the time comes, will she follow her head, or her heart? ~Pronunciation guide (comment for more): Berlaike (Ber-Lay-Kee) Aurayel (Oar-Ray-El) learl (Lerl) ~This story is told from two POVs~ Chapter 2: Hunted ~Gavin~ I was shook awake. Groaning, I rubbed my eyes. A moment later, they snapped open as I registered an urgency in the room. I saw Berlaike sitting in front me. He looked troubled. "What's wrong?" I asked him, concerned. "Gavin... I'm afraid you're going to have to leave." I gasped in shock. "Sorry?" He nodded grimly. "You heard me right. You're going to have to leave. They know." At those words, I suddenly felt angry. Screw The Circle. I hated them so much. I wished I could live in a world where I was normal, a world where I could live like a mortal. Instead, I was stuck living in this sad world known as Faery, where I was stuck on the run forever. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you for longer, there is no way you'll survive if you stay, son. They have sent their best after you. Her name is Kestrel. She is a beautiful, talented girl, but she was misguided. I hope that one day, when the world changes, you will meet her. She is an amazing girl, and I know you'll love her. Now, go." I knew he'd seen my thoughts on my face. Berlaike was extremely gifted at that. But I even more so. I was a learl, half Fey, half Elemental, and lethal to both races. Fey were Immortal, which meant they would live eternally unless killed by a mortal wound. Elementals were Eternal, which meant they lived eternally unless they were cursed, and it had recently been discovered that they could also be killed by a learl, like me. One blow from a sword of the opposite element of the elemental that a learl wielded was all it took for them to up and die. Elementals were the gods of Faery. Each with an element of strength, and an element of weakness. It was most common that their element if weakness was the element opposite to the elemental's element of strength, although there were a few exceptions. Suddenly, the clock struck some cursed hour. Berlaike glanced at the clock worriedly. By now, I was fully dressed. "Go," he said, shoving me toward the wooden door that led out of my house. I knew he wasn't intentionally being rough, and that he was genuinely worried about my life. I bid him farewell before I sadly stepped out into the wild. Synopsis:
Sorry. The synopsis.. Doesn't exist!!! :P I'm still editing it, sorry. Chapter 1: "Kestrel, you are summoned," said one of The Circle's messengers that I didn't recognize. "I am to escort you to them." I followed the messenger dutifully. Soon, we arrived at The Circle's main building. "I will leave you here," said the messenger. Instead of replying, I strode past him, through the double doors and into their lobby. "Welcome," said Aurayel, the leader of Ice. "Please, sit," she invited. We sat at a long table made of ice. It was Aurayel's table- the other leaders had their own tables, as well as a combined table, so I assumed that the other leaders of The Circle weren't coming. "So, to whom do I owe the pleasure of this meeting?" I said respectfully. Aurayel smiled. Her long platinum blonde hair was tied in a high plaited bun on her head, and she looked like an ice queen minus the crown. Out of the four Circle members, she was the nicest. She was willing to do a lot if you asked her the right way, unlike some of the other members. "A matter of interest has arisen," was all she said, and she knew I knew what she meant. "Matters of interest" were often Fae who broke the rules, or very rarely they were learl, Fae that were half Fae, half Elemental, dangerous Fae who inherited Elemental and Fae powers. The dangerous thing about them was that Elemental and Fae powers combined could kill both species, and they were invincible once they reached a certain age. I was a well trained Faery assassin, and The Circle favoured me. "But it is getting late, Kestrel. Rest in your chambers, and we will meet tomorrow," Aurayel said, dismissing me immediately. Weeks later, I saw the boy again while I was window shopping. "John," I called. There was no response. It was just somebody else, I told myself. But my instincts were telling me it was him, "John".
Damn it. It was so hard, too hard to ignore Val's call. She was having way too much of an effect on me. It had never hurt me like this before. Ignoring girls had been painless, and I'd never given the deed a second thought afterward. But, everything was different with Val. Everything that I never gave a second thought seemed hard to do.
I briskly walked home to my mansion of a house, courtesy of my brother. "Hey," Danny, my brother said as I walked in. "Hey." From that one word, my brother sensed that something was wrong. "What's wrong?" he asked. Danny cared about me more than anyone. He might be a pop star, but underneath the star he was a kind and caring guy. I decided to tell him. "There's this girl, Val. I've seen her twice now. The thing about her is, she's not like the others. It hurts to tell her lies and ignore her. I can't resist it any longer, Dan. If I see her again, I'll break. I'm so scared, Dan. I don't know what to do," I confess. He thinks for a while before replying. "Then tell her. You have senses, Shay. I believe you. If she's special, she will find you. And when she does, tell her the truth. If she's not special, then she won't find you. Take a few days off Shay. Have a rest, and wait for her." My brother's advice was always unnerving and wise. "Thank you." Dan smiled. "Thank you. Take care, Shay." And just like that, he was gone. I wandered amongst the crowd, annoyed to be here. My best friend Emilia had forced me to come, and after much coaxing, I did. I wish I'd just said no. "May I have this dance?" said a voice behind me I didn't recognise. I turned, and saw a beautiful boy with green eyes and white-blond hair. "Sure," I mumbled, unsure of how to politely say no. He grinned, and guided me to the dance floor. It was much like a typical dance floor, sparkly and shiny. We swayed amongst the bodies gracefully. "What's your name?" he asked as we danced. "Uh..." He laughed. "Hey, uh. I'm John." I laughed too, unable to stop myself. But I could tell something was unusual about this boy. I doubted his name was really John, but I didn't press. "I'm Val," I replied.
The conversation was light the rest of the dance. Soon, it was time to let him go. "Bye," I waved him farewell. But I couldn't shake off the feeling that I knew him. Valentia Lily "Astra" Adams. The quiet girl at school, never noticed. Until one day, she goes to a party she was forced to, and meets someone different. They begin to date secretly, and it becomes harder and harder to hide their relationship in public. When Valentia learns his true identity, they fall apart, and although she struggles to stay away from him, he is closed to her. But then she learns who she really is, and she knows she's in danger. And he plays a part in it. Will she ever trust him with her secrets again?
Lena smiled, looking down at the familiar colours of the town square. They weren't bright, but dark and rather sinister, with warnings etched all over it.
Years had passed since her mother, Maya had been slain by Elena, Maya's rival, Ana's succeder. She had a powerful position in the council, and had somehow managed to discover some of Maya's secrets. Even Maya's sister, Rebecca didn't know these secrets. When Maya died, most of the nightfall sector assumed that the sector was a lost cause, and left and joined other sectors. But, some decided to stay, believing and hoping that the nightfall sector could be saved. Those who stayed were right. I watched them for a whole week, before going out of hiding and telling them who I was. Some were not so surprised, but they were when I told them that Maya had been the last guardian of the Eternalites alive, and when she died it had been passed to me. And Dimitri. Dimitri, my older brother, had been born into a world of deceit, trickery, lies. He'd had to grow up fast, and soon he'd gone into hiding with trained samurai guards. Though Lena had no idea where he was an if he was alive, Lena longed to see him again, her older brother who had taught her almost everything she knew. She felt herself drifting off, gradually teleporting to his location. That was when Rebecca found her, leaning on the balcony. Rebecca was instantly paralysed by a strange magic, looking at her face. She looked so like Maya. Maya had a secret daughter? she wondered, confused. The magic faded, and she could move again. She reached out to touch the child's face- but she disappeared. Artemis heard the stomping of the guardians.They would be here soon to end her. Artemis heard a shout behind her. “Lady!” shouted Ria, her second-in-command. “They’re coming!” Artemis smiled grimly. “Get everyone to safety!” She shouted. “You know what to do!”
“But-” “Just do it!” Artemis looked at her desperately. “Please!” Ria hesitated a second longer, then nodded and barked orders to her generals. a few minutes later... When Artemis lay there, dying, the last thing she saw was Raziel looking down at her, the expression on his face too horrid to be real. “I, Raziel, Co-founder of the nightfalls, swear to avenge the death of Artemis, Lady of the Immortals, Eternal of the west, Elemental of the wind, Sovereign of winter blood, True founder of the Nightfalls.” Raziel smiled horridly, knowing that he would no longer be the same, and sadly thought an apology to Ria. *Set before Eternalites and after The Transformation ‘You will soon be one of the last guardians of the Eternalites’ Maya told her. ‘Be careful not to be corrupted by them, as many guardians have. When you are ready, you will know how to find Dimitri. Now, hide.’ That was what my mother told me before she died. It was a piece of advice I had always kept in my head, and I had always wondered what the last part means. But now I know that I will soon know. Lena longs to see her brother Dimitri again. Instead, she is being trained as a weapon of revenge by the last of her sector, the nightfall sector. But then she learns the truth about herself, and embarks on a dangerous journey to save herself. But does she know what she really is?
I still thought about Arie, my best friend- well, former best friend. A true Immortali hiding in a realm of humans. When I’d found out who Arie really was, I’d been shocked. Sad, almost. I wasn’t missing her, because I was a loyal Riveran.
Rivera. The country that despised true Immortalians. If only we’d been born in Aeria. I would still have a best friend, and nothing would change. I wasn’t sure why I thought that way. I guess I just felt left behind, betrayed. I looked around the graveyard. I’d come here alone, to get away and think. It was Arie’s 17th birthday tomorrow, but I knew I would be too busy to escape, so I settled for today instead. It was eerily beautiful. Autumn leaves cascaded down from the branches of almost bare trees, surrounding a plethora of gray stone markers. I’d tried so hard to be a loyal Riveran, but after Arie left it had been very hard. I wished she would come and save me. I wondered if she would ever think about me. I wondered if she would think of us as enemies or friends. I continued pondering for a while, until my watch beeped. Damn, I thought, time was up. I had to return, or they would notice. But as I walked back along the dusty grey path I’d.. come on, my thoughts stayed on Arie. Synopsis:
What would you do to stay alive? 4 years ago, Arielle Rien went through the changes that made her a True Immortali. Running from the Riveran authorities, she lost everything. Her best friend, Kira Oakley, and her family. Now she lives in a world without them. When she gets an unexpected chance to go back to Rivera, she takes it. What she finds there is shocking, and it hurts her. Until, she learns who she really is, and what she is destined to be... Prologue (5 Years Ago): I was walking to class with my best friend, Kira, who was pretty much my sister. Back then, I still thought I was human, and a loyal Riveran. But that day, I started experiencing what was called “the symptoms”. They meant you were an Immortali, a true daughter or son of Immortalia, the realm that was mythical in the human world. I was only 12. I knew what I needed to do, escape Rivera, to Aeria, the sanctuary of a country that welcomed all. But I was stubborn, and I didn’t want to leave Kira, and my family. I wouldn’t have left, but Madara, an attendant at our school cafeteria, told me I had to. She helped me escape, and she left with me. She told me Rivera wasn’t meant to be like it was. Rivera had changed immensely. She told me that in Rivera, a long time ago, humans and Immortali had lived together peacefully. But then, the humans revolted. They killed all Immortali who didn’t leave Rivera. This angered the gods and they cursed the humans. they were cursed to have Immortali children, whenever it pleased the gods. Why were there humans in Immortalia? Because the humans are Immortali, disgraced Immortali killed and reborn human. Not many know that, but I do. Madara does, too. I’m not sure how. So Madara convinced me to go to Aeria with her. then I spent 2 years training with Thomas, a son of Hermes. Then I returned to Aeria, where I have been since. Years pass fast. I have a life now. But without Kira my family. A new life. A new name. Chapter 1 (Arielle): Chapter 2 (Kira): Synopsis:
They are told that The Light is good, and to stay away from The Dark. But they have started to wonder. Rosalyn Thornwood of The Light. Living in The Light, and taught never to trust The Dark, she starts to wonder what The Light is hiding. When she gets to chance to investigate, she takes it gladly. But what she discovers is shocking. Caught in a game of Life and Death, she knows the only way to survive is to trust The Dark. But if she does, she will lose the support of The Light, and she will have to live on the run forever. The only way for her to live the way she wants is if she can combine The Dark and The Light, a legendary procedure. In the end, will she be able to save them, or will one succumb to the other? For fans of betrayal, deceit, prophecy, and dystopia. Chapter 1: Home I walked through the doorway into the place I had lived in all my life. Although it was rather plain, it was a special place that I loved with my heart. I hope I will inherit it when the time comes for my dear parents to depart the world, I thought, not my annoying twin sister Callie. Our parents absolutely adored her, and when they'd written their will her mother and father decided that Callie, being older and more "mature" by a few hours, would inherit the house when they died. I sincerely hoped that would change, in my favour. Callie Thornwood. My complete opposite, so much that our teachers used to joke that we weren't related. I wished we weren't. She was the popular princess, the girl, and an absolute mean girl. Always looking for more power, wealth and control. Then there was me, the quiet, smart girl, an "absolute disgrace" to Callie. I didn't hunger for power, wealth and control. I did what I did. If that meant I was the hang-on or the leader, it didn't matter. worked well with everyone except from Callie. She always used to say that my only good attribute was my curiosity. I secretly agreed. Well, I thought curiosity was a good attribute of mine. I remember how I used worship her, like she was my idol. Oh, how times had changed. Now, she hated me, and me her. My home looked good, as per usual. Walking into my room, still thinking, I shut the door instinctively, and lay down on my bed. Ah, how good it felt to be home and safe. It was getting harder and harder to hide my snooping, and I feared that one day I would be caught, and locked up. But I was determined not to let that happen. I'd always been curious about the differences between The Light and The Dark, and although i'd been warned not to ever delve into the world of The Dark, taught that The Light was good, I still wondered. It was the last thing I thought about before I feel asleep, sleeping uninterrupted. Chapter 2: The Next Day I woke up bathed in sunlight. Groaning, I rubbed my eyes. It was a school day, and I had to get up. But I couldn't resist falling asleep again. "Come on stupid girl, wake up!" I woke, thrashing against my will. "Wh-what?" I mumbled, and opened my eyes. Callie was standing over me, and shaking me hard out. "Come on!!! I've finished my breakfast already, and Dad's waiting for you! Hurry up and get dressed, eat your breakfast, so I can get to school!!!" she shouted at me. "Fine, fine," I mumbled. I got dressed and ate quickly, knowing that if I was slow I would also be late to school, and I would get the blame, and possibly a detention. Callie waking me up was actually a blessing. "I'm ready," I shouted, as Dad started the car. I hopped into the car, buckled my seatbelt, and settled in. Callie had called shotgun, and sat smugly beside my Dad, shooting me smirks every five seconds. Uh, I groaned inwardly. She could be so annoying at times. I had no idea why I 'd worshipped her at a younger age. I guess she'd seemed like my cooler, awesome older sis. But now I knew that wasn't the case. Dad's car pulled up at the gate of our school. It was time to go. "Bye, dad," I said before getting out of the car. Callie just jumped out, did a quick wave and was gone. Dad smiled. "Bye, sweetheart," he said before pulling away. I watched our car pull away for a while before turning back and walking into the school gates. Dad loved me more than Mum, but she ran the family. Which was unfortunate for me. But perfect for Callie, whom she loved with her whole heart. I sometimes wondered what she saw in Callie, and why she hated me. "Lyn!" shouted a familiar voice, the voice of my best friend, Moira. Her dark hair whipped her face in the wind, and her dark eyes looked toward me. She looked a lot like me, and we could pass as twins. She was almost a brown-haired version of Callie, whose platinum blond hair shone in the sun, so much like her mother. "Mei," I replied. People always wondered why I called her Mei. The name was formed when we were smaller, and a teacher of ours always pronounced her name Meira, which produced her nickname. We had bonded at kindergarten, when we were paired for spelling. Just then, the bell rang. The endless chatter ceased, and there was a mad rush to get to class. As usual, Mei and I waited for it all to cease before slowly walking to class. ************************************************************** Finally, the bell that signaled the end of school rang. All the students filed out silently, and the chatter began again. A plethora of voices attempted to drown out others, sharing the latest gossip. I just looked and Mei and rolled my eyes. We waited together at the bus stop, and soon the bus came. Buying tickets, we sat next to each other. We only just sat down before hearing sniggers behind us. I groaned inwardly. I could tell it was Callie and her pals without looking backward. "Look, it's the Irish Princess and her servant," sneered Emily, Callie's best friend. "I wonder what they're up to," Lyra, her other pal pitched in. In primary, Lyra had been a friend of ours, but after middle school she'd left us for Callie, who still taunted me about it. "Can't even keep a friend," "I wonder how long it will be before that Irish brat leaves you," she'd say. And never before had I found the courage not to be hurt. "Go away, Callie," I said wearily. Although Callie and her minions stopped talking to us, they kept sniggering and whispering. The bus stopping was a miracle. I could leave, and go to the library. "Bye, Mei," I said, not at all ashamed to leave her alone with Callie and her minions. She could handle herself, and she knew Callie only picked on her because she was my best friend, out of jealousy. "Bye," Mei said, and waved as I got off. Finally, I was alone. Not that I minded Mei's company, I just knew that she wouldn't understand my snooping. I got on a computer, and researched "The Dark". Surprisingly, it wasn't blocked by The Light's server. I'd already found out that The Dark was a rival association, deemed "bad" by The Light, who told all the innocents that The Dark was bad, and made sure no one would go snooping, and find the truth. It seemed that they were confident enough not to block library searches of The Dark. But I soon saw why. The information that popped up was absolute nonsense. Then I realised that this was their fool-proof way of weeding out the curious, and taking them away. So that was where people disappeared. Spooked, I ran out of the library, ran and ran, until I finally looked back, and saw that no one was following me. I collapsed in relief. I knew I had to run. The Light knew who I was, that I was questioning them. But I didn't know how to run. I was at their mercy. Eventually, I fell asleep, and left my worries for the next morning. Chapter 3: On The Run I jolted awake. Shivering, I started to recall the past day. I was wrecked. Instead of thinking first, I'd just acted. I had no place to go, and I didn't doubt that my family had already been notified about my 'acts of treason', and I knew they wouldn't hesitate to turn me in if I went home. I had nowhere to go. Then I remembered. Mei lived by herself. I knew I could trust her. But I didn't know how to get to her home without being caught. I was certain The Light would think of monitoring my best friend's house. They weren't dumb. They were very, very smart. Too smart. Damn it! I felt like crying, and burrowing into my bed in my house, my house no longer. Suddenly, a large shadow towered over me. I cowered in fear, hoping it wasn't The Light, coming to take me back. "Are you ok?" a tall man with dark hair and silver eyes asked. 'Y-yeah," I manage to say. He smiles. "You remind me of my sister, Roewen. Are you escaping The Light? You can trust me," he said. How did he know almost instantly? I wondered. After battling with myself, I decided I could trust him. "Y-yes," I said, my teeth still chattering from the cold of the night before. He smiled sympathetically. "Do you want to come with me to The Dark?" he asked tentatively. I smiled. So that's where he was from. "Hell, yeah. Lead the way," I said easily. He laughed, took my hand, and we began to walk. We walked in silence for the first few minutes. " I just realised, I never told you my name," the man said, breaking the silence. "I'm Ameiyra." "I'm Rosalyn," I said quietly, a little hesitant to share my name. Ameiyra stopped walking, and turned to face me. "Rosalyn Thornwood? Thorn's Daughter?" he asked incredulously. "Y-yes..." I said hesitantly, unsure of how and why he knew my mother. Ameiyra smiled reassuringly. "Relax, you'll see Thorn soon." It wasn't a surprise that my mother was alive, but for some reason, I was angry at my mother. She'd left us to fend for ourselves when I was three years old, left me with my broken father who hated me because I bore a resemblance to her, and left me with my damn sister Callie. I felt the fury pulsating through me, and it was hard to refrain from punching Ameiyra just because he was beside me. "Don't be angry at your mother," Ameiyra said. "I know you want to, I know it's hard. But she couldn't do anything else. Just like you can't now. I know you think the rest of your family won't care that you're gone, but inside, they care. Believe me, I know, I certainly cared when the rest of my family died in The Assault." The Assault. The final sign that The Dark was bad. That day, The Light had slaughtered them. It was devastating, and crushing for everyone. It was then that I remembered. When I was researching The Dark, I'd come across what The Light had hid from the general public. The former head of The Dark, a man named Antoen. Ameiyra's father. He must've been devastated, losing so much of his family that day. I realised something else- that day was the day my mother left. That day, my mother met Ameiyra. Ameiyra laughed. "Yes," he said softly. "It's true. My father is Antoen" He turned away, and I swore I saw a tear in his eye. "Anyway, you'd better get some rest. You have a long day ahead of you." 2015 Goals:
-Don't get too carried away describing the character's thoughts- focus more on what it going on around them. -Be more creative with character names- don't use one name twice -Improve the way I write speech |
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