A.N- I know this is really short, i'm sorry. I am still working on all of my other stories, but i decided to start a new one anyway. The main character is Mary-Ellen Marvelle. Please read the begginning and tell me if you like it so far. Hope you enjoy...
We were waiting outside, trying not to be seen nor heard. Our Father told us to wait, and he had gone. Gone inside to find what we were trying to stop. We had a mission, like always. Tonight we needed to steal an object from Them. We never did know who Them was, just that They were evil, and not to be messed with. They had an object that Father said was dangerous, something that would harm all of those whom we loved and held dear.
There are about thirteen of us, all Father's children. Father says that when we were young They killed our parents, cruelly murdered because of hate and fear. Father saved us from dying, and he trained us in the ways of protection. He taught us how to defend ourselves, and how not to be seen in an empty room. He taught us all he knew, and in turn he asked only that we never betray him, and that we always do what is needed of us. We have never broken this promise to him, our Father.
Tonight, however, we are going to take on the biggest challenge that has yet faced us. We have never set eyes on Them, and we do not know their ways. Father says only that they kill, and must be stopped. We know not their strategies or the way their minds work. We are taking on an enemy that we know virtually nothing about, but we do it for Father. He is always right, and if it is our destiny to die tonight at the hands of Them, then so be it.
Out of the thirteen I am Father's first. I do not remember saving the others, with me in his arms, but he has told me that I was the first. He treats me differently than the others, always pushing me harder and making sure that I am always right, no matter what. He understands how important it is for me to be strong, and to be able to support and help my brothers and sisters.
My name is Mary-Ellen Marvelle. My brothers hold the last name Marvel, and my sisters hold the last name Marvelle. Marvel is our Fathers name, but we just call him Father. He doesn't mind. He likes to be called Father, for we are his children, in body and soul.
My siblings and I listened as we thought we could hear voices. They were faint, and as we concentrated, we hear the voices become softer and softer until they had disappeared altogether. They had gone into another room, Father and Them. We waited a moment longer before I stood up, making sure no one was around. We had heard that They had people watching everywhere, though we had seen no one yet. I turned to my siblings.
Although I'm not the eldest, I am in charge when Father is away. It is up to me to make the decisions and follow through with the plans. I expected to do just that.
"I have to go in," I told them, knowing that they would not be happy. I trusted that they would understand the situation and not argue. "I will spy on Them, watch them. If Father needs help I will distract them while he runs. Make sure that no one gets through those doors after me."
My sibling nodded, making not a sound. I was whispering though I could se no one. One can never be too careful while undertaking a task as serious as this one.
"I will be back as soon as I can. Keep safe, keep secret." This was our motto, one that we meant to stick by to the end. Keep safe, keep secret. I looked around once more before quickly and silently making my way to the door. Before entering I put my ear to the door. I could hear nothing, and after one final look back at my brothers and sisters, I pushed open the heavy door.