Meditating. Though no longer having the Wolf, I was weak and not strong quite yet. "Get back here fairy boy!" Sabrina yelled from outside in the hall. I rolled my eyes. Puck laughed. "Kids," I thought. You would think they would be different after the war. Nooooo, they had to be the same. Elvis barked as Red laughed. I lowered my head. This was hopeless.
I walked out of my room to see Puck run past with some green thing, grinning from ear to ear. Sabrina raced after him. Red chased after them with Elvis in tow. I had to say, though, I was glad to see this. This family was as normal as it ever be. "I'm gonna kill you, fairy boy!" Sabrina's voice ranged out as I walked down the stairs. Ever since Hank and Veronica had moved in for a while, Relda had actually cleaned up. I smiled as I heard Jacob and Hank laughing. I walked into the dining room. Hank, Veronica, Relda, Jacob, and if you count the children running in, everyone was here. I wouldn't have it any other way.
That's when I smelled it. Relda's glow in the dark pancakes. I loved that woman, but I couldn't stand her cooking. Especially, the glow in the dark pancakes. I had to get out of here. Puck. Sabrina was done chasing him. She was huffing and puffing. "Sabrina, I think you might want to check the breakfast. I don't have a reliable source but, I heard that Puck was going to poison yours," I whispered in her ear. Sabrina grimaced, and ran off into the kitchen. Puck's screams soon followed. Okay, okay, I was bad. But if you ever tasted Relda's cooking, well, you would too.
Walking down the lane, I saw children running and laughing. Some were tagging each other, while some just screamed happily and ran off. I grinned. Suddenly, I heard someone cry out, "Oh crap! AAAAAAHHHHH!" Running as fast as I could I ran towards it. It was coming from the forest. Near the river, was a little girl. I estimated she was 12 years old. Out cold, she lay on the forest floor. I rushed over to her. She had a pulse.
I had to sneak the little girl in. I knew Hank wouldn't approve. And I felt in no mood to argue with that pig-headed man. He was worse than me. I laid the little girl down. She had brown goldish hair, the palest white skin I had ever seen, and was oddly wet. Had she jumped into the river? It was near winter. "No," I thought. "It would have meant suicide." I was walking off to get some blankets for the poor girl, when she awoke into a coughing fit. I rushed back to her. Her eyes were a palest blue I have ever seen. When she saw, me she merely gapped. "It's okay, child," I said. "Help me!" she said, starting to panic. "From what?" "The, the, the, the Master!" "What?" I never heard the rest. For she then died. "Stop!" a voice under my window yelled. I walked over to my window and looked out. A girl, that looked a lot like the one that had just died, was searching desaptly for something.
Relda let the girl in. Without a thank you, she rushed to my room. Jacob and Hank looked at each other, than rushed to stop the girl. I wasn't exactly know for liking vistors. The girl entered my room to find me leaning over the poor dead girl. The girl walked up to the other and slaped her! "Stop it, you nit wit! Stop your faking!" "Faking?!" I thought. The girl, that I had thought dead, got up and laughed. I grow furious. "Hey kid!" Hank and Jacob yelled running up the stairs. "Please Kaitlyn, you can't say that you've never done this! Right?" "In fact, I can." The girl smiled sheepishly. Kaitlyn turned to me. "I'm so, so, so sorry sir. Me and my siscousin are orfans with no where to go." "Siscousins?" I asked. "Yea. We're so close, you'll think we're sisters when we're cousins!"