Hey there readers! Sorry I haven uploaded anything for ages, I have been very busy doing other things and it's also been the last few weeks at school so life has been a bit hectic. Anyway, I've been writing this story for ages and I tought it was about time I showed you it!
Chapter 1-Sorry little piggy
The poor little pig didn't see it coming. He was just minding his own business while she was pulling her bowstring, loaded with a bent arrow. Bent or not, the young girl could still hit the pig on target. In a flash the string was released and the arrow went flying into the pig's eye. The poor creature stumbled backwards, trying to figure out what had happened to its sight. Another arrow zoomed through the air and hit the pig in his neck this time. It fell to the ground, dead.
"Sorry little piggy, we have to eat something though." The girl said as she approached the dead animal. She picked up its raw pork chops and went back into the trees where she was hiding. Out of her pocket she took a compass and started heading east to her destination.
Simon and Lewis were arguing over who had the best beard. Duncan, on the other hand, was fixing the sorting machine in the Jaffa factory, which had broken because Simon put too much stuff in it. Duncan sighed when he heard the argument his friends were having. Am I the only normal person here? He thought, but then his thoughts were interrupted by his dwarven friend.
"Hey, Duncan, your cousin is here. Ooh! Pork chops!" Simon shouted up to him from the bottom floor of the gleaming white factory. Duncan flew down to his friends and cousin who was giving the dwarf a pork chop.
The girl was very young, only 13, but was more mature than Simon despite him being three times her age. She had the same blond hair as her cousin but was totally different in height and shape. She was very short for her age but was unbelievably skinny. Her eyes were big and brown and it felt like they were staring into your soul. Her skin was very pale, almost white, and it was so soft and fair.
"Hey Duncan, I have some pork chops. Want any?" she said in her calm, soft voice. Duncan couldn't refuse because anything she caught out hunting was delicious.
"Where did you learn to hunt at your age?" Lewis asks her while nibbling on his piece of meat.
"I taught myself. When I was a kid, I 'borrowed' dad's bow and took it to the woods. I practiced by shooting trees and eventually; I could shoot down animals for food. I can remember the look on mum's face when I brought back more food than what I went out with for the first time." The girl explained with a smile at the memories.
The four of them ate there dinner and it soon got dark. The boys had to work through the night and the girl, Blaze, had made a small house nearby to stay in on her visit. Blaze went to her house and climbed into bed. She was excited about the week ahead, a week full of fun and adventure with her cousin and her new friends.
What Blaze didn't know, a dark presence was rising, to take her away from everything she loved.