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"Again!" I shouted at my instructor as my back hit the mat.

"Mad I think that's enough for you today. Don't want to over do it and not be able to train again like you did last time." he laughed circling me jokingly

"Oh come on Jack" I wined

"No means no." he said firmly

"Fine." I replied sounding disappointed

But when he turned his back I tackled him to the ground and braced his arm behind him. Feeling him struggle beneath me I let out a laugh.

" Oh did you forget remember lesson one?" I mocked him my lips to his right ear,

"Oh yeah?" he replied, his voice muffled by the floor "and what would that be?"

"Never turn your back to an opponent when you're still on the mat."

Standing up I straitened out my uniform and bowed. I smirked and ran towards the changing rooms.

The wind was strong and cold as I left the sports centre, blowing the rain around. I knew that there wasn't even a point in trying to use the umbrella because it would probably just break and the wind would blow the rain in anyway. I hate English weather.

The streets were empty, peculiar for this time of night. I checked my watch again. 7:30. Normally at this time the streets would be filled with people trying to get a table at one of the big restaurants near the Thames so that they could look out off their fancy glass buildings at the famous river. Clinking their champaign glasses as the girls pretend to eat their ridiculously small portions of food. I think they call it minimalism or some crap like that. I myself prefer a plate full of hearty foods and feeling full.

As I turned the corner, into the street that I lived on, the street light went out for a split second. I stopped and looked up. My heart raced and my legs set. Fight or flight. My training flickered across my mind. Assess size of attacker. Balance, control, watch them. Fight. Be brave. My fists came up to my face. Never make the first move.

I waited.

The rain soaked through my clothing and the wind whipped the cold all the way into my bones. As I turned to assess my environment my wet hair clung to my face, droplets of icy water glided off, adding to the water in my clothes.

I jumped as my phone rang. Reaching into my jeans which now felt like a second layer of skin to me because of the rain I pulled it out of my pocket.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" the voice on the other side asked bluntly

I looked around to see if there was anyone there just to make sure that no one follows me home. "I'm on my way"

"Well hurry up." was all she said before the line went dead.

I sighed. Typical. Gathering up the remaining adrenaline in me I began to run. The wind became colder and harsher as I fought against it. My feet splashed into puddles, one after the other. Mother is not going to be happy about this. I took a brief glance down to find that they are covered in muck. The house is near now.

Walking up the marble floors of our entrance I prepared myself concisely. My hands tried desperately to smooth out my shirt and hair. There was really no point. This was a lost cause.

As my key was about to get into the door it flung open. Standing there blocking the light was non other than my mother. Her hair was done up in a perfect tight bun and she wore a black tight fitting suit that accentuated her thin frame. Her lips were bright red in her signature lipstick that complimented her olive skin. The expression she wore on her face was somewhere between horror and disgust. Her eyes wide roaming my appearance. Lips pursed. When regained her usual icy composure, her spine snapped up straighter, her dark eyes narrowed into a glare.

"Are you trying to ruin this family?" she accused, her voice held a calm anger

"I can't control the weather mother." I spat back.

"You are an embarrassment to this family" she huffed, looking away from me she pinched the brigade of her nose "Fine, just go through the back."

The heavy oak door slammed in my face. Rolling my eyes I turned around and rounded the mansion. The white stone became exposed brick as I came to a stop at the back entrance. Putting my ear against the small white door I heard the sound of soft music playing. It was a pop song, one of the new ones that had just recently been released by some new and upcoming artist. There was also the sound of twinkling laughter and clacking of heels against a wooden floor. I twisted the knob and pushed the door open.

A gasp ran through the room as two females turned towards the door, one a young brown haired girl and the other a grey haired woman. They were holding hands. The girl was wearing a pair of black stilettos that looked suspiciously like they belong in my mother's closet. I got down on one knee and opened my arms wide. She started to run to me with a wide smile only to be grabbed back by her grandmother who tutted and shook her head at me.

"No Kate. Madeline is soaked with rain water!" Lucy, one of our maids, said with a knowing smile on her face.

But Kate continued to squirm and got out of Lucy's arms and into mine. Hugging me round the neck tightly. My arms wounded themselves around her small frame naturally.

"How has my kitty been?" I asked, holding her at arms length so I could take a good look at her. "You've grown up so much since I last saw you.

"I made some cookies and granny helped. Look look!" the small girl answered excitedly laughing as she pointed to a plate on the large mahogany table in the kitchen. "Granny made me pretty!" she laughed twirling in her pink dress "Pretty pretty!"

I looked at Lucy with a brow raised.

She smiled.

"Madeline!" The dragon lady shouted down the marble stairs "Ten minutes!"

"You better go darl'in" Lucy smiled stroking my head.

"No! Di di no go!" Kate cried clinging to my leg

"Kitty I have to" I knelt down to her level again. Taking her face in my hands I placed a kiss onto her forehead. "You know what? Why don't you come with me kitty? You can try on some of my new dresses, not like I will wear them myself anyway."

Kate turned to her grandmother and looked up at her with her wide excited eyes "Can I please gran?"

I let go of the small girl and gave Lucy a smile before I quickly pounced to the table and grabbed a cookie. I took Kate's hand and ran out of the kitchen. She giggled quietly. We can't get caught by my mother. I put my finger up to my lips and smiled at her deviously. That only made her giggle even more.

"Madeline is that you?!" Mother shouted from our gallery causing Kate to jump.

We increased our speed towards my room.

Closing the door behind me I looked at Kate with a triumphant smile. She smiled back at me gleefully letting out a laugh that was a mixture of relief and excitement. Picking her up, I let out my own laughter while spinning her around the room. Her squeals of delight rang like music to my ears.

Suddenly the lights in my room flickered. Putting Kate down I opened the window to see if the wind and rain had caused electricity problems in any of the other houses. Something flickered in the corner of my eye. Unsettled I decide it would be best if I closed the window. Kate stood in the middle of the room, her eyes frightened. Giving her a reassuring smile I knelt down onto her level and took her small hands in mine.

"It's ok Kitty, everything's fine." I caressed her blonde hair. "How about we play a game?" I suggested

She nodded hesitantly, still afraid.

"Ok, lets make a little fortress should we? You can be the princess and I will be the prince."

She smiled a small smile.

"Now that's better! Ok why don't you go to my wardrobe in the corner and pick out a pretty dress and some nice shoes too. I will look under my bed for some more sheets ok?"

Excited, Kate ran and flung the doors of my wardrobe open looking through the dresses, most of which I have never worn. Jeans and leggings were more my kind of clothing, practical, easy to fight in. But at times like these I was glad that my mother love to spend her money to try to make me a "presentable young woman" as she puts it. Her and father has enough money anyway, spending all her time at work.

Suddenly the windows flung open, letting the rain into the room. Something dark came through the window. It was a dark figure. The lights went out. I heard a scream. It was Kate.

"Di di!" her frightened voice shook

"Kate!" I called out reaching into my bedside table where my torch was kept.

I shone it in her direction. The dark figure had a grab on her wrist and was making his way back towards the window. Kate was struggling trying to get her wrist away. It was practically dragging her on the floor.

"No!" I shouted diving across my bed towards the window.

My fist flew towards the dark figure.

It's head swung towards me. It's eyes glowed. Before my fist could make contact it grabbed onto my wrist and threw Kate's towards her. Kate got up and ran to the other side of me, away from the stranger. The figure climbed onto the window pane, taking me with it. Kate cried out grabbing onto my had with all her strength. I realised there was nothing she could do. He will take her as well. I looked into her watery eyes.

"I love you Kitty. Be safe" I told her.

She seemed confused for a second. That was all it took for me to slip my hand out from hers.

Pushing her away I turned back to the figure who was already half way out the window. I threw myself at it.

The last thing I felt was the weightlessness of flight.