Ch. 1
Toby was scared, it had been a few days since his parents had started fighting. Last night they had been yelling for around an hour before he called Sarah crying for her to come pick him up. He had just turned twelve and what a shit birthday present he had gotten. All he wanted was that new science kit he had seen at the store.
Sarah was older than him, an adult as his parents said. Toby was now sitting in Sarah's living room. The tv was on, a young and ugly man was sitting on the couch watching the show. Curses flowed through the living room shouted by the characters on the show; he could see Sarah glaring at the man from across the room. Toby and Sarah were close, so he knew that Sarah didn't know this guy.
He didn't know it, but one of her "friends" came around last night, high as fuck. She brought this man in and went to the bathroom. Sara didn't have a chance to speak with her, her friend hadn't said a coherent word, and after a night of shitty sleep, Sarah was livid.
Sarah took a deep breath. She wasn't going to put up with this anymore, it wasn't fair to her or Toby. She stepped out from behind the counter and walked away from the living room to walk towards her guest room. She didn't knock and opened the door loudly, slamming it against the wall, a futile attempt to rouse her "friend".
"Why are you here." Sarah asked, her friend was still obnoxiously high-
"Just a visit Jules, what's wrong with that?" she stretched out on the bed revealing her nude breasts and a happy trail. Sarah grumbled under her breath.
"Get out, or I'm calling the police. You know I don't approve of drugs." she was going to call the police.
"You don't even know what i'm on honey." her voice trailed off. She was asleep again.
Sarah stormed out of the room again, she wasn't getting anywhere with that idiot and she didn't want to leave Toby with that weird guy. She walked through the hallway back to the kitchen.
"Hey, what are you doing here."
"W- what?" said the man, watching the show.
"Why are you here. What's your name." she made sure her annoyance was obvious.
"I'm here because YOUR FRiend said I was welcome. I'm welcome aren't I?" he smirked at her and made a point to flex his muscles. Sarah grunted frustratedly, and shot a quick look of assurance to Toby, who frowned with worry.
"Mister, if you don't get out of my fucking apartment i'm calling the police." the man looked at her, "That a threat little lady?" he stood up and faced her, a smirk mocking her.
"Yes. I am threatening you." Sarah picked up the phone, she was done with people treating her like this. She was pissed that Toby was in a house, that he didn't feel safe in. She didn't want to be a house he didn't feel safe in.
The man was now in front of her, he grabbed the phone from her hands and threw it to the ground, smashing it with his boot.
"Still wanna call 'em?" he asked. He pushed her shoulder, knocking her closer to the counter behind her. Sarah was furious. Why the fuck was he touching her?
-Commence Flashback-
No one had liked Toby as a kid, he was the always a sickly and fickle boy. As Toby was growing up, after his adventure in the labyrinth, he had begun to show little hints of the unexplained. Sarah didn't call it magic until he turned about 7. On his 7th birthday, Sarah found him playing with matches, she went to take them away, but, as the 7 year old he was, he became angry and threw a fit.
The matches immediately burst into flame, Sarah had burned her fingers snatching the box away from him. Other small clues hinted at it until she was certain it wasn't going away at age 10. Toby didn't realize a thing. He just went on being his sickly self.
Today, happened to be another example of his affinity for magic. His body pulsed with energy, his fingers crackling with it. He was angry and scared now, no one talked to his sister like that. He made a move towards the ugly man, but, time stopped. Toby couldn't move, I wish that we were safe.
The words reverberated around the room filled with power, and all the lights went out. Toby fell unconscious.