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Chapter 1 The Stranger

"I want to come with mama!" Cried Thomas. "Mama will be back soon." I said soothingly, "Let's turn on the radio while we are waiting." "I wonder Bain is?" asked Thomas a while later. "He's at school." I said, tired of him jabbering. Suddenly a police siren rang out so loud it sounded like it had started at the site of our car parked at Walmart, as though we had performed some illegal operation! Well, it had started right outside of our car but it was gone within a split second, chasing after what looked like a runaway horse with someone on it that was flailing like a rag doll in a baby's hand, or a bull rider on a bull gone mad. The horse hadn't been there a second ago. it just sort of came and as soon as the horse had started running from the police car the person flung off from going so fast. The person gave a short yelp and fell on his back on the ground a few yards away from our car. For some reason no one else stopped to take a look. I guess it was just because they were so interested in the horse that they didn't even notice the person on it. I hesitated for a second, and then I decided to take my chances to see what had happened to the person that no one else had noticed. I had never seen such clothes before on a real person. He had a forest green tunic that was so long it looked like it came down for a skirt. The tunic was tightened around the waist by a belt. He was wearing.tights??? Maybe he was Robin Hood, but he didn't look a thing like Robin. He had big brown boots that would come up to his knees but were sort of crumpled so they came down halfway under his knees. He had a hat sort of shaped like a curved cone, but it was loose from the fall so that his long light brown hair was thrown on the ground carelessly. He looked like he was knocked out so his eyes were closed. He had earrings! Ewwwww. Earrings on guys just wasn't right. Well that was what I thought anyway. You know? He also had pointy ears. Now there was something you didn't see everyday. He was a bit cute actually. But that didn't keep me from being scared of him. He looked like he was in his middle teens. Plus he had a sword and shield. I had never seen a real sword. Just in cartoons and nintendo. I reached out to touch it. I did it very slowly and carefully. My hand was about a foot from his sword when he suddenly jumped up, eyes open, shield propped. He drew his sword and gave a hard and quick slash! Luckily he wasn't completely awake so he missed a couple feet from my head. In the surprise, I had jumped back quickly. Within the short swinging of his sword I stole a glance at his eyes. 'Oh my goodness!' I thought. Those eyes were HUGE! I had never seen such big eyes in my life! They looked like they took up half of his head! Seriously! Aside from that they were the strangest color I had seen for eyes. They were a dark-blue- purplish color. Like. indigo, I guess. That was weird! He was about to take a closer slash to my head when he passed out again. "Hmmmmmm, must be a reflex. Hehe." I said, wondering if it really was a reflex or not. He certainly didn't look like he was from around here. You could tell that in an instant. I took a better look at him; come to think of it he looked really familiar in some way. I didn't remember where I had seen him before. Maybe it was someone else I was thinking of. but who else would be dressed like this? He just reminded me of Robin Hood a little too much I guess. I had forgotten that Thomas was still in the car waiting. I went to see if he was all right. It was 2:18 when I had left, now it was 2:25. That was about his naptime. Since I had left the radio on he had fallen asleep. Although it was only people talking I changed the station to soft classical music so that he would stay asleep. Mom had left her ice water in the car, so I grabbed it and went outside. He was still passed out so I took the water and threw it hard from far away so that if he tried to slash his sword suddenly again, it wouldn't hit me. He blinked once or twice, and then realized he was still on the ground and it would probably be better if he stood to defend himself. He stood quickly but in his rush almost fell over again. As he stood up and steadied himself, he drew his sword. He had been mostly blinking and blinking at the ground trying to get the water out of his eyes, he looked up, then he spotted me.