THE FORGOTTEN PRINCE
REPOSTED AND UPDATED: Hey I'm back sorry for the long disappearance. If you guys wonder where I've been just check my profile. I'm just reposting this with slight edits.
Original Author Notes: This is my first post on here. Sorry for it being short, but this is just setting up the story of course. I hope you enjoy and review if you want
Chapter 1: A Bad Day
A young girl walked home dragging her nearly empty backpack behind her. She didn't care if it got torn on the jagged over-grown sidewalk. She walked up the front porch of her house, with a look of dread on her face; she realized her mother was home early. How would she ever explain what happened at school today. Bad luck seemed to follow the poor girl wherever she went.
The girl opened the front door, ever so slowly, as to try to sneak in un-noticed. It looked safe, so she entered with a sigh of relief. As if out of nowhere her mother, with long raven hair, appeared behind her. "So Elsie, I received a phone call at work today," the mother stated almost uncertainly.
Elsie, caught off guard, quickly responds, "Yeah and I should care why? You're always on the phone. Isn't that part of your job or something?" She turned to face her mom as she tossed her tattered backpack on the nearby sofa.
"Elsie," the mother paused as she reached out to brush a few stray strands of red hair from her daughter's face. Elsie shrugged away from the touch. "Tell me what happened at school."
"Why don't you tell me what happened? You're the one they called. Go on tell me what they said I did this time." Elsie fired back with her hazel eyes ablaze. If the two shared anything it was their hazel eyes.
"You've been suspended again!" The mother returned with an equal amount of intensity in her voice. "This is the THIRD time. When are you going to grow up and take responsibility for your actions? If you keep this up it won't be long until you're expelled! I won't move to another school district just for you to get in trouble there too." The mother pinched her nose in frustration. "Just tell me what happened." She waited silently for a response that didn't come. Elsie jus stood there, against the stairway banister obviously, not wanting to reply. The mother impatiently repeated, "Tell me what happened."
"Mom just leave me alone!" Elsie screamed, and ran up the stairs into her dark room. She locked the door behind her, and turned on the lights. The room was a modest size, big enough for a bed, dresser and a little legroom. The room was filled with books on mystical things as well as various posters, of different sizes. It was a girl's room. The posters were apparently being used to try to hide what Elsie regarded as an embarrassing tint of pink on the walls. The color was left over from her childhood. Still not being repainted to match her age, Elsie would beg for it to be changed, but her mother just didn't like the idea of her growing up, no matter how many times she was told otherwise. Her bed was covered with toys, what she usually viewed, as sad as it may be, as her only true friends. Being the troublemaker, that she was, wasn't very forgiving on her social life. She grabbed for her old stuffed white owl and walked out onto her balcony, wishing to stop the tears that would enviably come.
She looked out into the distance, as if to try to find some kind of answer. The fight was the norm. The school always said she did something; whether she did it or not. Today they said she used a cherry bomb in the restroom. She just passed by, yet she got blamed because she was the one running late to class. It was always her fault. No, it couldn't just be wrong place at the wrong time, it was just she, and her bad luck. It was as if little invisible troublemakers continuously followed her. If goblins were real she would swear it were they. Tears fell, "Oh I hate it here, everyone blames me for everything," she said, as she fell to her knees, her long red hair covered her face, "why is it always me" it started to thunder. "What is wrong with me?" She wiped her eyes, she looked to the old oak next to her window, expecting to find something, but of course nothing was there. "Nothing is ever fair," she said to her toy. Elsie walked back into the room, turning out the lights and attempted, in vain, to sleep.
Her actions were watched by something in the tree, an owl found the scene very interesting. He always found the girl's actions interesting. "She is just like her mother, Sarah." It flew to a lower branch to watch the scene in the kitchen below. The owl always watched the family. Ever since his labyrinth was defeated. The mother, Sarah, had just received the divorce letter; she had chosen the wrong guy, which wasn't a huge surprise. The only reason they got married in the first place was because Sarah was 17, and pregnant with Elsie. Sarah never considered Elsie to be a mistake, but her marriage was. Ever since, what Sarah considered to be just a fantastical delusion, her conquering of some mystical labyrinth, she was never the same. She yearned for some kind of connection that could never be formed. No one could ever truly live up to her expectations, no one but one, and he was a figment of her imagination. No one gave her a challenge.
The white barn owl watched Sarah as she cried alone, she just lost her husband of 16 years now she was forming a gap with her only child, and she didn't know what to do. She hoped her daughter's problems were just because of the divorce. What else could it be? Trouble couldn't literary be following her daughter around even though that is what her daughter always told her.
If the owl could sneer he would, "Is that what you think Sarah, that this is something that comes from your failed marriage, no I'm afraid it is your own doing my dear, its deeper than that. You took control of the dark magic, and it followed you. You can never fit into where you don't belong. One day soon you will see." And with a crack of thunder the owl quickly flew off, with what he assumed to be an un-noticed get-away, but unknown to him, he was also being watched. A fair distance away, a strangely dark colored barn owl appeared. It too shortly flew off; with a sinister look in it's eyes.
