I do not own the Nine Lives of Chloe King.
Chloe's POV (when she was 6 years old in the Ukraine)
My name is Kloe King, I am 6 years old, a mai, and my best friend is the boy who lives beside me Alek Petrov. And today my parents and Alek's parents showed us this place we had to go together if things became too dangerous for us to stay with them. Something's not right they just told me I am special and will save our race one day and then they show me the safe place for me and Alek to go when they tell us to. I am worried something will happen to Mama and Papa they've never acted like this before and it scares me very badly.
About one week after Mama, Papa and Alek's parents showed me and Alek the safe place to hide our city was in full on panic mode in the middle of the night; these strangers were burning everything and hurting everyone, most people fell down and looked like they were sleeping only they never woke up. I was scared as Mama, Papa, Alek, and Alek's parents made our to the safe place where they left me and Alek. Mama and Papa made Alek promise protect me no matter what and they told me to be brave, that they loved me and that they would be back for me after they got rid of those strange and mean people then with hugs and kisses from both Mama and Papa they left me with Alek. Alek's parents told him something similar although he is one year older than me so his Papa skipped the jug and the kiss and just patted him on the head affectionately. Then they left and it was just Alek and I alone.
We heard slight noises coming from outside and it sounded as if Mama, Papa and Alek's parents were training only this time we knew they were not training. We knew that because of the strange, mean people seemed to be out there with our parents. Alek and I watched from a secret window in our safe place while lots and lots and lots on these strange and mean people fought our parents. Our parents were the best four fighters in the tribe so at first they were doing really good against these people and it was almost like they would win and come back for us except there were a lot of these people and they just kept coming and coming and coming. After they had been fighting these people for about 30 minutes I watched as three of these people approached Mama at the same time; one hit her over the head with some heavy looking thing while the other two stabbed her with these things, that looked like the knives Mama used in the kitchen only more dangerous, in each of her sides. Immediately after that they Papa went to try and help her only to have his throat cut open by the same knives. After that I couldn't watch anymore because I was crying so hard.
Not long after I left the window of our safe place the noise outside got quitter and Alek joined me with tears in his eyes too. After seeing him and no one coming to get us I knew they worse thing had happened, both mine and Alek's parents were died. I didn't know what we would do because we both knew that if one of us had died parents we would live with other but we didn't know what was supposed to happen if both of us lost our parents. We were scared little kids who could nothing more than cry together. Finally Alek said to me "Kloe no matter what I will always love and protect you. Just remember that and nothing can hurt you."
That night we fell asleep beside each other on the floor of the safe place after we were exhausted from all our crying. When we finally woke up the next morning if was because of lots of loud banging on the door to safe place. Once again scared me and Alek tried to hide in a far away corner holding tightly onto one another while the banging became louder and louder then the unthinkable happened the door to our safe place was busted down and there stood a strange looking lady who acted like she recognized Alek and a strange looking man. The lady said she was Alek's Aunt Valentina from the states and the man was a friend of hers. Alek left with the strange lady but not without lots of crying out and struggling on both of our parts and I left with the strange man.
Little did we know that about 6 years later we would meet again only we wouldn't exactly remember the other; we would feel as if we knew one another but wouldn't figure out how until about 10 years later. And Alek would have spent much of those 6 years we spent apart in England with a human family Valentina placed him with while I was adopted by that strange man and his wife.
What'd you think? Kloe is obviously Chloe but I like the idea that Chloe and Alek were friends as kids only to be seperated when the slaughters happened.