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It was a cold October afternoon, with no clouds among the sky to block the sun with. Leaves of all colors fell to the ground creating a two foot pool that was preventing cars from driving through the streets. Trick-or-treaters bundled themselves in so many layers of jackets that you could barely see their costumes as they knocked on doors collecting candy. Seeing them, Isabella Mathews remembered her dreaded rule that was given to her every Halloween: giving out candy. She ran home quick - as quick as you can be when the pile of leaves were up to your knees. At last, she arrived at her house; 10 Maple-Wood Drive, Elizabeth, New Jersey.
"I'm home!" she called out as she pulled off her scarf, allowing her long wavy black hair to cascade down her back freely. She bent down to brush the leaves off her suede black boots. Her mother entered the room greeting her with a warm hug. However, by the look on her mother's face she could tell that her mother was troubled about something.
"What's wrong, mom?" she asked.
Her mom looked around uneasily before telling her, "Come with me."
Confused, Isabella followed her into the living room and sat down on the soft gray couch. She began to open up bags of candies.
Soon, her mom spoke up. "This is about your father."
Immediately, Isabella looked up, away from the candy bags and into her mother's eyes. "What about him?"
True, Isabella was interested. Her mother would rarely speak about him. There were no pictures of him anywhere in the house. Isabella asked he mother about him once but she just changed the subject. This was the reason why she was also worried and confused. What had caused her mom - after years of doing her best not to mention him; finally decide to tell her daughter about him? Then a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. She grabbed a bag of jolly ranchers and went to open the door. It was her friend - Jasmine. Or so she thought.
"Hi, Jasmine," greeted Isabella.
'My name is not Jasmine," said the person.
Isabella gasped; it was not even girl, much less her friend, it was a small boy's voice.
'Wait. but how could that be? It looked exactly like a girl!'she thought. At the same time, Isabella thought everyone was a girl unless it was obvious. Isabella quickly shoved candy in his hands and tried to close the door, but she couldn't. The boy was somehow able to stop it from closing, stopping the door from slamming into him with a sudden halt.
"Mom," she yelled, "Help me!"
"She won't be able to." said the boy mischievously.
Isabella looked at her mother. She was not awake. Unconscious? Isabella was not sure. Forgetting about the door, she ran to her mothers side. This was a bad decision because the boy soon came in laughing coldly.
"You!" Isabella shouted, "Get out of my house!"
Her mom was now awake. "Bella, it's okay!" she said, trying to calm her down.
"NO, it's not!" she cried, "look, he only has one eye!"
"Bella, listen!" she yelled at her daughter sharply.
"Not now, mom!"
"Ahahahaha!" came his cold laughter, he was clearly relishing this.
The scene was getting darker...
"You are dead now, demigod..!"
"Get away from me!"
"Bella, please..."
"Mom, he is trying to bite me!"
A new figure appeared in the room...
"Bella, just listen...please."
"Not now, Mom!" she yelled back for the umpteenth time.
"You're too late to save your daughter, lady..." came his cold voice, lips smirking.
"Bella, ignore him!" her mother raised her voice, yet again.
"How? He'll kill me then!"
The figure raised a wooden stick...
"DIE, DEMIGOD!"
"Bella, Bella, Bella...Please."
"Not now..." came Isabella's weak moan.
"Please..." her mother begged, voice fading.
"OBLIVIATE!" the second figure screamed.
"STUPEFY!" he roared again.
A jet of powerful red light flashed out, making contact with her body, rendering her body useless as if paralyzed. Isabella knew nothing now, but 'fear' flooded her heart at that moment. She made contact with something solid and durable. Then she saw no more, and vanished into complete darkness.
.…... That's chapter one. I will try to do the next soon. Please leave Reviews!
~CaelumScriptor
